Longevity: Comprehending the Heart Method

The next morning, at the place Muu Guibai had designated, Song Changsheng stared at the figure before him, looking somewhat dazed.

Seeing his dazed expression, Zhuang Yuechan couldn’t hold back a soft giggle, covering her mouth as she asked playfully, "Are you surprised to see me?"

"You... Weren’t you in seclusion?" Song Changsheng finally snapped out of it. He had guessed who Muu Guibai might have arranged to come, but she was the one person he’d never considered.

"Even seclusion can’t delay official business. The senior brothers have all gone to campaign against the Demon Race, so naturally, I was the only one left," Zhuang Yuechan said with a grin, her hands clasped behind her back.

What she didn’t mention was that she had specifically requested this opportunity from Muu Guibai. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence be possible?

Although Song Changsheng didn’t know the details, he was secretly overjoyed. To him, she was special—not just some stranger.

Just then, Zhuang Yuechan caught sight of the Waist Token hanging from Song Changsheng’s hip and couldn’t help but ask, "I heard Master took you on as a Named Disciple?"

She had been in seclusion this whole time, so she had only heard about it from others.

"I am indebted to the Master’s kindness. He overlooked my poor aptitude to accept me as a disciple and even granted me a cave residence. I am endlessly grateful." Song Changsheng’s respect for Muu Guibai came from the heart.

In that time, Muu Guibai had given him a great deal of guidance. Many aspects of cultivation that had once been confusing were now crystal clear, saving him years of potential missteps.

Although he was technically a Named Disciple, his treatment was already identical to that of a full-fledged disciple.

A glint of mischief flashed in Zhuang Yuechan’s eyes. She deliberately put on a stern face and said, "In that case, that makes me your Senior Sister. Come on, let me hear you say it."

In terms of age, Song Changsheng was actually a year older. However, Sect seniority was based solely on when one joined. Muu Guibai hadn’t taken a new disciple in years, which had always left Zhuang Yuechan at the bottom of the ladder. Now, that position belonged to Song Changsheng.

Seeing the glint of mischief in her eyes, Song Changsheng couldn’t help but chuckle. He never thought she had this side to her. Naturally, he wouldn’t be a spoilsport. He made a show of straightening his clothes, grinned, and gave a cupped-fist salute. "Greetings, Little Senior Sister!"

Zhuang Yuechan feigned displeasure, pouting. "Senior Sister is Senior Sister. Why did you have to add ’little’? What part of me is little?"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng looked her up and down, then said with a perfectly straight face, "Everything’s plenty big. Nothing is small at all."

Zhuang Yuechan didn’t understand at first. But when she followed his gaze as it roamed up and down her body, it dawned on her. Her face instantly turned beet red. "Where are you looking?" she chided, feigning anger. "So indecent!"

"When faced with such a beauty, who wouldn’t be tempted to take a second look? How is that indecent?" As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily strayed in her direction again.

Though she knew Song Changsheng was being deliberate, his fiery gaze still left her flustered. She stamped her foot. "You’re incorrigible! I’m ignoring you now."

With that, she practically fled.

Zhuang Yuechan didn’t stop until she reached the foot of the mountain. She glanced back and, seeing that Song Changsheng hadn’t followed, felt a wave of relief mixed with a twinge of disappointment.

She placed a hand on her chest and found her heart was beating rapidly, showing no signs of slowing down.

’Why does my heart always race whenever I’m alone with him?’ Zhuang Yuechan wondered, her delicate brows furrowing in thought.

She couldn’t remember when this had started happening. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, one she couldn’t quite name, leaving her feeling bewildered.

"Little Senior Sister, if we delay any longer, we’ll have to use Sword Control to get to Meng Province."

Zhuang Yuechan’s heart leaped. She had been so lost in thought that she hadn’t even noticed Song Changsheng approach.

"Hmph. If it weren’t for you, I’d already be on board," Zhuang Yuechan retorted, glaring at him.

Without waiting for his reply, she lowered her head and stormed onward. She looked genuinely angry, but Song Changsheng knew her better. She was just easily embarrassed and couldn’t take his teasing.

To avoid agitating her further, Song Changsheng shelved his jokes for the moment and focused on the path ahead, following her lead.

The two arrived at the north side of the city. The area had once been a collection of rental cave residences, but it had since been razed to the ground. In its place was a "port."

Two Flying Ships were moored here, looking like a pair of colossal beasts crouching low to the ground. The sight alone was breathtaking.

These Flying Ships were about 3,300 feet long and several hundred feet high. Their overall shape resembled a peach pit. They were constructed entirely from precious Spirit Wood and rare Gold Attribute Spiritual Materials, with the cost of each one being an astronomical sum.

Unlike the smaller Flying Ships used for ordinary travel, these Cross-Boundary Flying Ships had two massive masts rising from their decks, upon which you could see folded sails.

These sails were the key to the Cross-Boundary Flying Ship’s speed. Each was an independent Tier Three Spiritual Artifact, and their refinement method was a closely guarded secret. You couldn’t just hang up a random piece of cloth and expect it to work.

’Who was it that said the Cultivation Realm doesn’t develop technology?’ Song Changsheng couldn’t help but mutter to himself as he gazed at the island-sized Flying Ship.

’It’s huge, it’s fast, and it can fly. The technology on Blue Star can’t even compare.’

"What’s ’technology’?" Zhuang Yuechan had seen Cross-Boundary Flying Ships before, so she wasn’t particularly impressed. Hearing Song Changsheng’s muttering, however, left her puzzled.