The Lvluo Immortal Leaf
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Hearing Chu Ran’s icy words, the burly man flew into a rage and shouted at him, “You—bullshit!”
“You pretty boy, trying to scare me, huh?” The burly man’s eyes widened like bronze bells, his face fierce and menacing as he glared angrily at Chu Ran. “Who dares make me die? I’ll chop them dead with my axe!”
Chu Ran looked at him expressionlessly, his gaze indifferent.
Then, he turned to the tall, thin man standing beside the burly man and said in a cold, emotionless tone, “You heard him—he called me a pretty boy.”
“…” The tall, thin man wore an awkward expression.
In his heart, he cursed the burly man several times over—you brainless fool!
“This… young brother,” the tall, thin man cleared his throat and spoke, “he didn’t mean it.”
“Ah Zhen, why waste words with this pretty boy?” The burly man, seeing that Chu Ran ignored him and spoke directly to the tall, thin man instead, instantly looked displeased. He shouted at Chu Ran, “If you look like a pretty boy yourself, why can’t others say it?”
What an i***t!
Chu Ran looked coldly at the furious burly man before him, thinking to himself that such openly temperamental and straightforward people were rare these days.
Who knew how long someone like him could survive…
Good people, after all, don’t live long…
Chu Ran thought indifferently.
“Shut up!” the tall, thin man barked sternly at the burly man. “Say less!”
The burly man immediately looked shocked, his eyes hurt and his tone aggrieved. “You yelled at me! You actually yelled at me for a pretty boy! You’ve changed! You weren’t like this before, Ah Zhen!”
“…” The tall, thin man.
Being spoken to like this by a burly, rough man, especially in front of an outsider, felt inexplicably shameful.
A flicker of embarrassment crossed the tall, thin man’s face. Then he turned back to Chu Ran, full of apology, and said, “Sorry, he’s… not quite right in the head.”
He pointed to his own temple and continued, “Don’t take it to heart, young brother.”
Hearing the term “young brother,” a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Chu Ran’s face.
He snorted inwardly!
It was all because of that damned teleportation array!
Thanks to the effects of the drop of True Dragon’s Blood he had seized from the Dragon Clan and the Dragon Blood Flower, his body had been strengthened. Although he was still sickly, he had at least grown to 1.75 meters—a handsome and dashing young man!
But what was the use?
During the teleportation process, amid the violent turbulence of time and space, within the cracks between the three realms, his body was violently torn, and his spiritual power was heavily depleted.
Fortunately, before leaving, he had upgraded himself with the carefully cultivated external aids from the Dragon Clan. Otherwise, he might have been torn apart by the temporal storms before even reaching the end of the teleportation.
When the array’s transmission ended and he regained his senses, he found that not only had he returned to the cultivation world of ten thousand years ago, but… his body had also shrunk!
Damn—he had reverted to his fourteen-year-old self.
This was precisely when his health was at its worst, when his illness was most severe!
Truly, ten years of struggle vanished in an instant, sending him back to square one.
At that moment, he felt like bashing his head against the peach tree nearby.
Hmph!
Annoying.
Chu Ran’s displeasure showed on his face.
This made the tall, thin man, who had been watching his expression closely, uneasy. He observed the young boy before him—no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, unusually handsome, like an immortal child stepping out of a painting.
His complexion was somewhat pale, his vitality not robust, and his lips were also pale, giving the impression of someone chronically ill. Yet, the sharp, formidable aura around him and the decisiveness in his eyes made it impossible to look down on him.
He wore a dark-colored quju robe, wooden clogs on his feet, a belt cinching his waist, and wide sleeves flowing like clouds—a picture of elegant grace and cultured refinement.
This alone showed he was different from ordinary people.
Such demeanor was cultivated by noble families, such grace nurtured in wealth and luxury.
This young man undoubtedly came from a prestigious clan!
Thus, the tall, thin man grew even more unwilling to offend him.
They had come from afar to Central Continent precisely to avoid disputes and enemies, not to invite trouble.
Moreover, they had no real grudge against this young man.
“Young brother,” the tall, thin man said, taking out a leaf from his sleeve. It was the color of jade, bright and luminous, glowing brilliantly—clearly no ordinary item.
“This is a Lvluo Immortal Leaf,” the tall, thin man said with a slight smile. “Please accept it as an apology for my companion’s inappropriate words.”
The Lvluo Immortal Leaf, fragrant and elegant, possessed pure spiritual energy. Carried close to the body, it could refresh the mind and soul, ward off evil and miasma, and to some extent, warn against mental spell attacks. It was a highly practical medicinal plant, very popular in the cultivation world, often auctioned off at various events. The older the Lvluo Immortal Leaf, the more potent its effects.
Judging by the color and flowing luster of the leaf in the man’s hand, it had to be at least a thousand years old!
Chu Ran’s gaze fell on his hand, pondering thoughtfully, further confirming a certain speculation of his.
The Lvluo Immortal Leaf was not particularly rare, but it grew only in the wild forests of the Western frontier. In the cultivation world of ten thousand years ago, the various races were opposed, unfriendly, mutually wary, and exclusionary. There were no formal trade markets, only some underground black-market transactions, mostly bartering. This made items like the Lvluo Immortal Leaf, which grew only within a specific race’s territory, precious and scarce.
For this man to casually produce a thousand-year Lvluo Immortal Leaf, and considering the green patterns on his hand, it was likely he came from the West.
“No need,” Chu Ran said coldly. “You haven’t offended me. Although I’m not broad-minded, I’m not so petty as to hold a grudge over such words. Just don’t let me hear that again, and I’ll let it pass this time.”
On the surface, he appeared aloof and noble, but inwardly, he mused, Shaman cultivators… I can tolerate some of their harmless behaviors. After all… this profession becomes incredibly powerful later!
Better brush up on goodwill points before I reach max level.
Poor tall, thin man, completely unaware of the truth, paused for a moment upon hearing this.
Then he smiled sincerely and said, “Thank you, young brother.”
Beside him, the burly man snorted through his nose, but the fierce expression on his face faded.
He no longer looked like a vicious dog baring its fangs, ready to pounce and bite at any moment.
It was as if a wary wolf, showing sharp canine teeth and ready to tear into an enemy, had received some signal of safety. With a whimper, it retracted its fangs, wagged its tail, and retreated.
Seeing this, a peculiar glint flashed in Chu Ran’s eyes. Interesting.
A body cultivator and a shaman cultivator paired together—not a bad combination.
Body cultivators excelled in close combat, with strong physiques, capable of both attacking and tanking.
While shaman cultivators were formidable healers, hiding behind to occasionally shoot cold arrows…
One healer, one tank—though not as damaging as DPS, it was enough to travel the cultivation world.
Speaking of DPS, well, wasn’t there one right here?
A subtle expression appeared on Chu Ran’s face. Where else could you find a DPS with such explosive power like him?
Too bad… I’m a solo enthusiast, not interested in partying up.
Chu Ran thought to himself, it’s because I have no sense of security and don’t trust humans!
No… not just humans. I don’t trust anything apart from myself, whether human or otherwise.
Chu Ran’s expression drifted slightly, then he snapped back to reality. Looking at the Lvluo Immortal Leaf in the tall, thin man’s hand, he kindly reminded, “Such eye-catching items—better take them out less often to avoid unnecessary trouble.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang in his ears.
“Hey, you—the Lvluo Immortal Leaf in your hand, how many spirit stones? Name your price.”
A haughty, arrogant voice sounded.
This really was…
“Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives,” Chu Ran said with a slight smile.
How many years had it been since he encountered such oblivious, death-seeking fools!
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