I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 796: Chapter 455: Seeing Meng Huang Again_2 Chapter 796: Chapter 455: Seeing Meng Huang Again_2 “Well, that works for me, it’s a good way to keep the pressure up. Want to make a wager?”

Chen Mobai thought to himself. With the vast resources of the Eastern Wilderness under him and the two major factions, the Divine Wood Sect and Back to Sky Valley, working exclusively for him to refine the Liquid Gold Jade Rejuvenation Pill, and his Dual Function, there was no way he could lose to Zhongli Tianyu. Confidently agreeing, he even proposed adding something extra to the bet.

“And what are you wagering? You don’t expect me to bet my entire ‘One Man’s World’ signed edition comic collection, do you?”

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Tianyu slightly furrowed his brow. Always the best since childhood, he experienced for the first time an emotion named insecurity.

Only with this guy in front of him, he wasn’t sure.

Bearing the brunt of too many losses, his confidence had taken a hit when facing him.

“I’m not interested in your comics.”

“Alright, I’ll accept everything else.”

Upon hearing that Chen Mobai didn’t want his comics, Zhongli Tianyu’s furrowed brows quickly relaxed. With an air of nonchalance, he accepted the wager.

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll bet your Bagua Mirror?”

Chen Mobai found it strange, he thought he understood Zhongli Tianyu’s thinking, but it seemed he didn’t completely understand him.

“If I gave it to you, would you dare to accept it?”

This response from Zhongli Tianyu left Chen Mobai speechless.

Indeed.

The Bagua Mirror is the patriarch Zhongli’s most powerful Magic Artifact, and its full potential can only be unlocked by the bloodline of the Zhongli family. He can’t even use it even if he got it.

“In that case, let’s make the wager that the loser has to do something that doesn’t violate their own principles for the winner.”

Chen Mobai felt guaranteed to win, so he didn’t plan on taking advantage of Zhongli Tianyu any further. After all, he had been able to relax during the last two years at the Daoist Academy, largely thanks to Zhongli Tianyu’s leadership in the student union.

So he proposed a very simple wager.

When Zhongli Tianyu heard this, he also felt that his chances of winning were not high, so he immediately agreed to the wager.

“By the way, I’ve heard that senior sister Meng will come to sing a song during the graduation ceremony.”

After three rounds of drinks, Chen Mobai was chatting with his friends when he suddenly heard this statement from a junior at the next table.

“Senior sister Meng, you mean Meng Huang?”

Chen Mobai asked Zhuang Jialan, who was sitting next to him, and received a nod in affirmation.

“Right, aren’t you good friends with senior sister Meng? Didn’t she tell you about this?”

With a surprised look on her face, Zhuang Jialan asked back, but Chen Mobai shook his head.

Speaking of which, he hadn’t seen Meng Huang for a year.

After Meng Huang graduated, she joined the Art and Literature Department and toured all the immortal gates with the cultural troupe while still improving her cultivation level.

The two kept in touch on occasion, maintaining their reserved yet passionate relationship.

During their last phone call, Chen Mobai heard Meng Huang say she was heading to the sea territory with the cultural troupe. After performing for the naval forces, they even visited the territory of a Spirit Emperor at the bottom of the sea, which she described as quite an eye-opener.

[I should call her up when I get home. I haven’t seen her in a year, and I kind of miss her.]

As Chen Mobai reminisced about some fond memories, this thought flashed through his mind.

By the time the moon reached its zenith, the group from the student union finally dispersed.

With this meal over, Chen Mobai’s farewell dinners at the Daoist Academy finally came to an end.

He bid farewell to Zhongli Tianyu and the others on the way back to the academy, and headed for the small mountain cabin where he had lived for ten years.

On the way, he pulled out his phone and dialed Meng Huang’s number.

The call was quickly answered.

[Hello]

[I heard you’re coming back to the academy to sing?]

[Yes, after all, it’s your graduation ceremony. I wanted to give you a gift, but I couldn’t decide what to give. So, I decided to come back and sing a song for you.]

After hearing Meng Huang’s words, Chen Mobai felt a bit moved and thanked her.

[When will you be back, I’ll come to pick you up.]

[No need.]

“Huh?”

Just as Chen Mobai was puzzled, Meng Huang’s next enticing words rang in his ears, “I’m already here, waiting for you at the old place.”

With that, the call ended.

Chen Mobai felt as if he had drunk too much. Suddenly, his body began to heat up, as if his blood was beginning to boil.

He hurried back as fast as he could. Upon arrival, he looked up to see the mountaintop villa, uninhabited for a year, once again lit up.

Chen Mobai didn’t return to his cabin; he flew up instead.

On the balcony, the beauty he hadn’t seen for a year was leaning on the railing with one hand while the other was nestled under her snow-white chin. She squinted her eyes and smiled as she watched him come over.

The warm yellow interior light fell on Meng Huang through the glass, accentuating her glowing white skin, and hinting at the perfect curves of her body beneath the beige evening gown.

“It’s been a long time, Sister Meng,” Chen Mobai said as he landed beside the star he hadn’t seen in a year. Looking into her eyes that were as clear as water, he couldn’t help but recall the wonderful times they had spent here.

“Yes, it’s been a while.”

Both of them were a bit nervous at first upon their long-awaited reunion, but as they met, they shared a glance and a mutual smile; reaching out and taking each other’s hands in a display of silent understanding.

As the lights in the villa dimmed, Meng Huang lay down on the sofa; her pale skin seemed to glow in the weak light, guiding Chen Mobai through the darkness.

…

The beginning of a long-awaited reunion is always beautiful.

Meng Huang shared her experiences from the past year with Chen Mobai. Unfortunately, she was unable to reveal detailed insights about her time in the Sea Territory due to confidentiality norms upheld by the celestial sects.

While talking, Meng Huang shared some good news: she had completed the first foundation establishment level. With the Barrier Breaking Pill Chen Mobai had once gifted her, she had a high chance of leveling up.

Huang explained that her breakthrough would also enhance her divine sense, her graduation gift to Chen Mobai. Touched by her gestures, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but guide Huang through a session of cultivation.

After practicing in the mountaintop villa for three days, they decided to end the session as their graduation ceremony’s rehearsal was about to start.

Both of them had significant roles. Chen Mobai as the commencement speaker representing the graduating batch, and Meng Huang as the finale performer. They both had to attend.

Bian Yiqing personally notified them via phone.

What he didn’t know was that when he called Chen Mobai, his disciple, Meng Huang, was lying on Chen’s chest. And when he called Meng Huang, Chen Mobai was behind her.

“Those were the days…”

Chen Mobai and Meng Huang left the mountaintop villa. Walking down the mountain path towards Crimson Mountain, they reminisced about their old routine when they used to go to school together just like this.

That feeling gave Chen Mobai a satisfaction that he had never experienced before. Now, that feeling of satisfaction was still filling his entire body and was even more intense.

“By the way, it seems like your guidance has caused some changes in my mindset…”

Halfway through their journey, Meng Huang suddenly uttered a sentence that left Chen Mobai puzzled.

What guidance?

What changes?

“Here, shall we give it a try?”

Meng Huang’s face suddenly flushed. She led Chen Mobai away from the main path to the front of a large tree, suggesting something that left him shocked.

“The practice of the Mystic Sound Method for Foundation Establishment involves intense emotional fluctuations. Ordinary scenarios no longer have much stimulating effect on me. I thought about it, and it seems like the most emotional upheaval I’ve had in my life was when we were on the train together…”

Listening to Meng Huang’s words, Chen Mobai stood there, stunned. He looked at the superstar student beside him with her reddened cherry lips, charming gaze, and flushed pale skin, feeling as if she was a succubus ready to devour him.

How did it come to this?

Chen Mobai felt a twinge of regret. Had he known this would happen, he wouldn’t have practiced with Meng Huang in such a way. It seemed as though he had led her down a detour.

Believing he held a significant responsibility for this, he decided he would find a way to guide her back onto the right path.