Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

The sound of flowing water, with a rhythmic and ethereal melody, constantly echoes in the ears.

Under the misty fog, the lake water collides with the snow-white rocks, splashing tiny waves. In the reflection of the morning sunlight, a rainbow bridge hangs in the air.

After half an hour...

The lake finally returns to calm, with no ripples on the water.

The hidden dragon in the abyss, after exhaling a breath of dragon's breath, softly falls into a deep sleep.

Splash—

A sound of water.

Nangong Wan walks out of the bathtub, casually disperses the water droplets on her body with a spell, and changes into a new purple robe before walking outside.

As she walks...

The door is left open, wide open.

Allowing Ji Boying, who is completely naked, to be exposed under the sun.

Regarding all of this.

Ji Boying has long been accustomed to it.

Just like usual, he crawls out of the bathtub with a tired body, adjusts his state, changes into a new robe, and leaves the courtyard.

He squints his eyes and looks at the scorching sun in the sky, his face showing a hint of bitterness.

The village is not far from the town, only about twenty or thirty miles away. There is no need to hurry, as it takes about half an hour to get there.

In the past, when going to the town's Jichun Hall, Ji Boying could almost arrive by the hour of Mao, even earlier than when the shop opened, by half an hour.

But today, for some reason, Nangong Wan unexpectedly made an additional request.

This caused him to leave later than usual by half an hour.

If he's late, he should run faster.

But this extra time happened to exceed the limit his body could bear. As long as he walks a little faster, there is a sharp pain in his lower back as if it's being torn apart.

"What a disaster!"

"I hope I won't be late..."

"Otherwise, Sun the shopkeeper might deduct my wages again."

Ji Boying mutters to himself, ignoring the resistance from his lower back, and strides towards the town.

He would rather sacrifice his waist than his money...

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As the sun sets, the twilight lingers.

Ji Boying rubs his lower back and walks into the courtyard with a tired body.

Ignoring the unpacked meals, he rolls onto the worn-out wooden bed.

Today, in the rush, sacrificing his waist, he managed to keep his meager hard-earned fee.

But his waist hurts so much that it also affected his alchemy. In the past, he could refine seven kinds of elixirs in a day, but today he only managed to refine four.

It seems that the three missing medicinal ingredients perfectly offset the late fee he managed to keep.

Damn it.

Cultivation is difficult, and so is living.

Ji Boying lies on the bed, silently lamenting the hardships of the world. Unconsciously, he falls into a deep sleep.

When he wakes up again, it is already late at night.

There are a few flickering candlelights in the room.

He suddenly sits up and sees that Nangong Wan has already sat on the windowsill at some point.

"Awake?"

"Go fetch water now that you're awake."

Ji Boying dares not disobey and obediently responds before walking towards the kitchen.

Using his technique to heat the water may seem wasteful, but it is surprisingly efficient.

In no time...

Most of the hot water is already in the wooden tub.

The misty steam instantly fills the entire room.

Nangong Wan, as usual, takes out two jade bottles and pours some unknown liquid into them. Then she takes off her robe and immerses herself in the water.

Only after she completely absorbs the liquid does she focus her gaze on Ji Boying.

"Come in."

A cold and indifferent voice rings in his ears.

Ji Boying familiarly takes off his clothes and steps into the water.

In no time...

The water ripples and waves crash.

The crisp and lively clapping sound sets the rhythm for the enchanting celestial music.

Ji Boying, like a diligent farmer, silently...

Buries his head.

Works hard!

One acre of land;

Two acres of land;

Three acres of land;

...

Until plowing the fifteenth acre, the east had already turned white.

That heartless landlord finally ended the inhumane oppression.

Ji Boying leaned on his worn-out hoe, lying back in the water, allowing the warm water, still with some residual heat, to nourish every pore of his body.

He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

He only knew...

After plundering his hard work, the wicked landlord, as usual, left alone.

Squinting his eyes, Ji Boying looked at the gradually brightening and scorching sunlight outside the door, intending to struggle to get up.

However, his body was too exhausted, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't climb out of the wooden barrel.

After several unsuccessful attempts.

He simply gave up.

"I'm not going to work."

"In my previous life, I was a miserable worker. After finally cultivating immortality in this life, do I still have to be a worker?!"

"I don't want this salary. Keep it if you want."

Saying that, Ji Boying closed his eyes and started to sleep.

However...

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a scene of desolate land suddenly flashed through his mind. He suddenly opened his eyes, his face filled with both astonishment and fear.

"Lei Chi... a sacred place? Where is this? Why do these four words appear in my mind?"

Ji Boying murmured, then looked around.

It was at this moment that everything in front of him began to become unreal, and at the same time, countless fragmented images rushed into his mind.

The sudden pain in his brain made him uncontrollably grab the edge of the wooden barrel, until his joints and fingertips turned white, leaving a deep fingerprint and a trace of fresh blood on the wooden board.

The intense pain receded like a tide.

"Hoo... hoo..."

His chest rose and fell violently, accompanied by heavy breathing.

Ji Boying stared at the water surface that didn't reach his chest, his pupils contracted, but with a hint of confusion.

The scenes that flashed through his mind earlier were so real, as if... he had personally experienced everything!

Drip!

The sweat remaining on his temples slid down his cheeks and finally fell into the wooden barrel, creating a small ripple.

Ji Boying slowly regained his composure.

Looking up...

But he saw that the clear sky from a second ago was now covered with a layer of deep blue and fiery red.

Drip, drip, drip...

Faint footsteps sounded from the courtyard.

Turning his head, he saw a figure in purple clothes walking towards him.

Ji Boying instinctively supported his waist and stood up from the wooden barrel.

He was about to go and greet the person.

But suddenly, he realized that the person in front of him was not Nangong Wan!

This unfamiliar face, although equally cold, with a pair of bright eyes and a hint of arrogance, lacked the enchanting charm of Nangong Wan and instead had a sharpness like a blade!

No!

This face in front of him was not unfamiliar!

He had seen it in the fragmented images that flashed through his mind!

She is...

The Lord of the Thunder Pool!

Crack!

Suddenly.

A crisp sound rang out in his mind.

Immediately after...

Ji Boying discovered that the surrounding space seemed to be cracking.

Soon, these cracks began to spread rapidly until everything within sight was covered, and this space finally couldn't bear the weight and completely shattered and collapsed.

The familiar courtyard, the deep blue sky, and the figure in purple clothes had all disappeared.

In their place...

Was chaos.

However...

In the deepest part of that chaos, there was a flickering light.

Ji Boying, floating like a rootless duckweed, subconsciously moved closer to that flickering light.

Only to see, within a golden birdcage...

A cold and beautiful woman dressed in a snow-white Fairy Queen's gown was bound.

Ji Boying suddenly remembered everything.

But in the next moment, the birdcage suddenly shattered.

The Fairy Queen who was bound inside turned into specks of starlight, drifting in this chaos...