CHAPTER 989: CHAPTER 985: AUNT RONG, I’M CULTIVATING IMMORTALITY

Li Zhaojun returned to the room to find Tantai Wanrong hesitantly holding some medicated wine. Li Zhaojun said, "Big sister, let me help you apply the medicated wine."

"No need." Tantai Wanrong hid the medicated wine behind her back and said, "I’ll wait for Xiaofan to come back and have him apply it. You and him... What exactly happened these days, why didn’t you tell me?"

Li Zhaojun said with difficulty, "It’s better for Ye Fan to tell you, big sister."

"Where is he?" Tantai Wanrong stood up, hobbling towards the door, even pushing away Li Zhaojun who tried to support her, "And where’s that girl you were with? Don’t tell me they’re doing something in the next room?"

When she reached the door, she finally saw Min Shang, who had been with Li Zhaojun earlier, and slightly relaxed, but then suddenly thought, "Where’s the girl who knelt for Ye Fan?"

Tantai Wanrong finally realized something and went to knock on the door hard, even attempting to barge it down, but Min Shang had fortified the door with Spiritual Energy, making it feel like she was hitting cotton.

"Damn Xiaofan must be doing something indecent inside. Zhaojun, aren’t you going to do something about him even though you’re a couple?" Tantai Wanrong fumed at the door, first scolding Ye Fan, then glaring at Li Zhaojun.

Wu Ding laughed, "What does my junior brother do have anything to do with you?"

"Who exactly is she? Zhaojun, you and Ye Fan disappeared for these days and had quite the adventure, it seems. Now you have some inexplicable people around you, and Ye Fan appears different than before..."

As Tantai Wanrong was talking, the room door opened, and Ye Fan came out.

After venting on Han Qing’er, Ye Fan had returned to normal, though Han Qing’er herself was lying on the bed, unable to move even a muscle. Ye Fan had his manic episodes, and even though Han Qing’er’s body couldn’t handle it, she enjoyed the feeling of being conquered by Ye Fan. In short, it was consensual.

"Aunt Rong?" Ye Fan’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly closed the door again, not allowing Tantai Wanrong to see inside the room.

"What are you hiding inside? Why not let me take a look?" Tantai Wanrong wanted to burst in, but the door still wouldn’t budge. She said angrily, "The doors in these Korean-style hotels sure are sturdy."

Ye Fan said, "Aunt Rong, don’t push yourself. Come inside; I’ll explain everything."

Tantai Wanrong coldly said, "If you lie to me again, see how I’ll..."

Before she could say what she’d do to Ye Fan, she stopped short of speaking harshly. With Ye Fan’s help, she went inside and, lying on the soft bed, said, "Apply the medicine while you explain!"

Ye Fan glanced at Li Zhaojun, and with her consent, he picked up Tantai Wanrong’s foot, once again massaging the feet of the perfect Aunt Rong in his mind.

"...Actually, Aunt Rong, Zhaojun and I now... are no longer mortals..." Ye Fan said.

"Not mortals, huh? So, ghosts then? Today I must’ve been seeing ghosts after all—a group suddenly attacked us, and what’s more terrifying is that bullets stopped mid-air. I really thought I was still dreaming." Tantai Wanrong was very angry.

Ye Fan suddenly made the medicated wine bottle float in the air, asking, "Like this?"

"Hmm? You brat... playing magic tricks?" Tantai Wanrong was getting a bit annoyed, attempting to snatch the bottle back. Yet she found an invisible barrier, like glass, between her and Ye Fan, blocking her reach, "Ah! Let go, what’s happening?"

Tantai Wanrong was astonished. This time when she went to grab the medicated wine bottle, she easily caught it, but then her own body suddenly felt weightless, floating up from the bed.

"You... don’t scare your aunt, stop it... What’s going on?" Normally skeptical of supernatural stuff, Tantai Wanrong was thoroughly baffled this time.

Ye Fan released the spiritual grip, letting Tantai Wanrong down and explained, "Zhaojun was taken by her master Qing Lian to the secret realm of Pan Gu, where her memories were sealed. I went to the secret realm of Pan Gu to find her, and we then entered the world of cultivation together..."

"Xiaofan, are you delirious? Speaking such nonsense?" Even having experienced the bizarre levitating incident, Tantai Wanrong just thought Ye Fan was using some trickery, not believing what Ye Fan said.

"If Aunt Rong doesn’t believe me, then there’s nothing I can do, but Zhaojun and I have both passed the Nascent Soul Stage, and we now have a lifespan of nearly eight hundred years. Next door are Senior Sister Wu Ding and Senior Brother Qing Wu from the Tianxuan Sect. They’re injured and had no choice but to come to Earth. Originally, I was going to send them back to the secret realm of Pan Gu. Who would’ve thought we’d encounter Aunt Rong downstairs." Ye Fan continued speaking, stopping Tantai Wanrong from interrupting him by covering her mouth, "Aunt Rong, listen as I finish. Zhaojun and I rarely get to reunite back here, but I was sabotaged by one of her masters, given a Desire Pill. Fortunately, Zhaojun and Min Shang helped dissolve it with their pure yin spiritual energy, but now I’m quite restless inside. Whenever my spiritual energy surges, I must... vent it out to calm down. As for the girl Aunt Rong saw, she’s the Sect Leader of a Korean enterprise, named Han Qing’er. She is now my... slave girl."

Ye Fan finally finished speaking everything he needed to say in one breath, while at this moment, Tantai Wanrong looked at him like examining a monster.

"Xiaofan, you must be ill, I’ll take you to the hospital right now!" Tantai Wanrong, still smiling, was about to get up, but nearly fell from a sprained ankle. Ye Fan wanted to support her, but she shouted in rage, "Go away!"

"Aunt Rong..." Ye Fan seemed puzzled.

Tantai Wanrong’s face flushed with anger, "You think this is Aunt Rong’s first day in society? Even if you were to lie to those little girls, they wouldn’t believe this nonsense... I always trusted you, but you see me as an idiot all this time!"

Li Zhaojun helped to explain, "Big sister, Ye Fan wasn’t lying!"

"Even you’re tricking me!" Tantai Wanrong said, heartbroken, "Zhaojun, you’ve changed. I thought you were an innocent girl at first, but you’ve always kept secrets from us with Ye Fan. Later you even told me you could let go—is this what you call letting go?"

Even Ye Fan was unsure about what Li Zhaojun had said regarding "letting go," and looked at Li Zhaojun, who now lowered her head like a child at fault.

"Aunt Rong, if you still don’t believe, then forgive me."

Ye Fan knew if he didn’t show some actual power, Tantai Wanrong would just think he was talking nonsense.

Just like when he met Mo Xiaoyan, Ye Fan wanted Tantai Wanrong to understand the difference between an Immortal and a mortal. Ye Fan directly picked up Tantai Wanrong, flying in circles around the large room before stopping and setting her down.

"Aunt Rong must be wondering why bullets couldn’t hit us before. It’s because Zhaojun and I have a spiritual net outside our bodies. Now, not just regular bullets, but even nuclear bombs wouldn’t harm us in the slightest," Ye Fan said.

Tantai Wanrong, in disbelief, touched Ye Fan’s face, astonished, "Xiaofan, are you saying... the you who stands before me now is... an Immortal?"