Chapter 57: How Could It Be Him?

“This is a top-tier Cauldron!”

Even Lin Xun, someone who relied only on himself rather than others and even wanted to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Heavenly Dao, couldn’t help but have this thought pop into his head.

It couldn’t be helped; after all, he was technically part of the Demonic Path. He didn’t want to understand things like Cauldron Dual Cultivation, but he had learned about them as a child. He had just never tested it out, nor had he ever intended to.

It wasn’t that Lin Xun looked down on Dual Cultivation; he simply looked down on the method of using someone as a Cauldron.

Dual Cultivation is actually a righteous path, but using a Cauldron is a one-sided plucking that is extremely harmful to the other party.

Regardless, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect still possesses the orthodox methods of Dual Cultivation, but the art of the Cauldron had been banned by Lin Xun seven or eight years ago. Even now, Su Ying continues to enforce the ban on Cauldron methods.

The fact that Lin Xun’s first thought was “Cauldron” was partly due to his Demonic Sect mindset, but mostly because this Empress was truly too enticing.

She was so enticing that a man would suddenly skip past Dual Cultivation and head straight for the idea of a Cauldron.

Because a Cauldron is one-sided and forced, requiring no cooperation from the other party, whereas Dual Cultivation requires mutual cooperation.

And this Empress, who possessed the mountain and river dragon destiny and was in the Dragon Gate Realm, instantly gave off the impression that she was impossible to conquer—one could only seize her by force.

As it happened, this kind of majestic and aloof Empress was exactly the type to most easily trigger a man’s desire for conquest.

So, it really wasn’t Lin Xun’s fault that his first thought was “Cauldron.”

Lin Xun looked at the several elderly people behind the Empress. He had previously wondered why rumors said the Imperial Palace’s Enshrined Experts were all elderly women; now he understood.

It was no wonder. If normal men were allowed into the palace, even as Enshrined Experts, it would be far too difficult for them not to harbor certain thoughts.

Having only women solved many troubles.

Lin Xun felt that if he wasn’t mistaken, these female Enshrined Experts had all sworn a Great Dao Soul Oath to this Empress to never betray her.

However… Lin Xun looked more closely at the elegant and luxurious woman before him, someone who could likely cause the whole world to fight over her.

That sense of familiarity was growing stronger and stronger!

Lin Xun wasn’t satisfied and wanted to perform another calculation.

But unfortunately, as the Empress of the largest nation in the Nine Provinces, her Dragon Qi was far too dense. Lin Xun’s research into the art of divination wasn’t deep either; even with his extremely high Realm, he couldn’t calculate it.

On top of that, she had an Immortal Weapon on her person that masked her aura and hid her figure, which undoubtedly added to Lin Xun’s difficulty.

After all, every profession has its specialty, and the ten thousand paths of the world each have their wonders. Unless one merges their path with Heaven and Earth, it is still a case of “different trades being like separate mountains.”

“Maybe I’m overthinking it. How could it be Sister Mimi? It’s been over ten years since Sister Mimi was taken away by that wealthy family. By now, Sister Mimi should already be someone’s wife.”

Lin Xun smiled and shook his head in his heart, and his tensed heart gradually relaxed.

At the same time, while Lin Xun’s thoughts were spinning in a thousand directions, Xia Xiaomeng’s beautiful eyes were also staring straight at Lin Xun without the slightest deviation.

Her lips were even slightly parted; the word “Xun” was already at her throat, nearly slipping out.

But in the end, Xia Xiaomeng closed her cherry lips and swallowed that word back down into her belly.

Yeah, how could it be him?

Over ten years had passed. She had been searching for three or four years since she ascended the throne; how could she possibly encounter him here?

She had heard that the Demon Son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect was also named Lin Xun.

However, because Xia Xiaomeng was deep in the palace and that Demon Son Lin Xun was constantly traveling to find trouble for other Sects, she had never seen him.

In terms of age, Demon Son Lin Xun did indeed match, but Xia Xiaomeng felt that the Demon Son Lin Xun wasn’t her Xiao Xun!

Her Xiao Xun was extremely kind; he was definitely not the kind of big Devil Head who killed without blinking!

“Greetings, Young Master.” Xia Meng, collecting her thoughts, gave a slight bow. “May I ask, Young Master, is this the home of Sister Jiang Qing?”

“It is indeed my wife’s home. Might I ask who you are, Miss?”

Lin Xun knew she was the Empress of Qian Kingdom, but since her identity wasn’t supposed to be revealed, he could only play along with her performance.

“My name is Xia Meng, a friend of Qinger’s. I heard that Qinger got married, so I came specifically to visit.”

Xia Xiaomeng sized up Lin Xun with the feeling of a sister looking at a brother-in-law, but the look in her eyes—as if she wanted to see right through him—made Lin Xun a little nervous.

“So you’re Qinger’s friend. Please, have a seat, Miss.”

“Pardon the intrusion.”

Withdrawing her gaze, the woman didn’t decline and followed Lin Xun into the courtyard. The several Enshrined Experts, sensing that Lin Xun was indeed a Mortal, did not follow them inside.

Lin Xun left the courtyard gate half-ajar rather than closing it tight, which caused a slight surprise in Xia Xiaomeng’s heart.

Even though there was no one else here, there was still a distinction between men and women. This action was extremely considerate; though it was a small detail, he was indeed a gentleman.

Entering the courtyard, Xia Xiaomeng looked around at the environment where her sister was playing in the Mortal World.

The courtyard wasn’t large—just an ordinary family yard—and there were no valuable items, but it was very clean. The peach tree in the yard rustled in the breeze, adding to the tranquility.

There was a small flower bed in the yard; the species weren’t precious, but they were elegant and clean.

“Miss Xia, please sit.”

Lin Xun led Xia Xiaomeng to a stone bench to sit, then got up to brew some tea.

As for whether she was the Empress of Qian Kingdom or not, Lin Xun really didn’t care. If he hadn’t felt that the strength of the Qian Kingdom’s Enshrined Experts was mediocre, he probably would have gone to the Qian Kingdom palace to challenge them long ago.

As for lusting after the body of this Empress of Qian Kingdom…

Indeed, for any male cultivator, this Empress of Qian Kingdom was absolutely no different from the apple in the Garden of Eden, especially since she was still a virgin with her primordial yin intact.

But even in the past, when he only pursued power, Lin Xun felt he wouldn’t have done anything to her.

If he were to ruin a woman’s happiness just to raise his Realm, Lin Xun felt that would be an extremely disgusting and shameful act!

The reason Lin Xun appeared somewhat “attentive” now was solely because she was his wife’s good friend.

That point alone was enough.

In the courtyard, Xia Xiaomeng’s gaze followed Lin Xun constantly. Seeing his figure busy in the kitchen preparing desserts and tea, the woman’s eyes involuntarily glazed over for a moment.

“I’ve kept Miss Xia waiting.”

Lin Xun brought over a fruit platter and tea, set down the cups, and brewed the tea for her.

“I’ll do it.”

“You are a guest, Miss. How could a guest be the one to brew the tea? Let me do it.”

“No, how could I let you serve the tea, Sir? I’ll do it myself.”

Lin Xun and Xia Xiaomeng both pulled at the teapot.

Suddenly, Xia Xiaomeng slipped on the level ground. Just as Lin Xun pulled forward, she happened to fall right into his arms.

At that exact moment, the half-ajar courtyard gate was pushed open. Jiang Qing returned, and seeing the scene in the yard, the young girl froze in her tracks, her eyes trembling.

The scene in the courtyard was like a famous painting of a “winter airport” drying on a clothes rack.