The Supreme Beauty Fell in Love with Me

It's just that Gao Shou has innate deficiencies, his cultivation progress is slow, and now he's only at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, yet to form his core.

As for the little chubby, his talent is quite good, but Wei Zhuang is too strict with him, making him start from the first level of Foundation Establishment, and before breaking through each realm, he has to spend a year consolidating his foundation before being allowed to break through to the next realm.

So from the first level of Foundation Establishment to now the ninth level, the little chubby has spent a full nine years.

Late at night, Lin Chuan felt bored, so he left the wooden house and happened to see the little chubby Wei Yanhong sitting on his own doorstep, resting his chin on his hands, looking at the moon, lost in thought.

"Little Chubby, still not asleep?" Lin Chuan walked over with a smile and greeted him.

The little chubby was very solid, his body round and adorable, which made people have an urge to pinch him.

When the little chubby saw Lin Chuan coming over, he grinned with a silly smile: "My grandfather said that you are at the Refining God level, I can't accept you calling me Little Chubby Brother, just call me Chubby, that's what everyone calls me."

Lin Chuan nodded.

"What are you thinking?" Sitting next to Chubby Wei Yanhong, Lin Chuan didn't mind the dirt on the ground and just sat down.

"Troubled!" The little chubby sighed deeply: "You say my grandfather is crazy? Why does he have to make me stay at each realm for a year to build a foundation before letting me break through? Although my talent is not that of a genius, if my grandfather didn't limit my breakthroughs, I would be at least at the fifth level of Core Formation now, maybe even Nascent Soul, breaking into the Nascent Soul Realm."

It seems that the little chubby is genuinely troubled by this matter, so he poured out his bitterness to Lin Chuan, although they're not that familiar.

"Don't look down on our living conditions, but our cultivation resources are better than those of elite sects. I dare say no one in the cultivation world can eat Dan pills refined by a King Rank Alchemist every day for training." The little chubby said: "In the cultivation world, our Puppet Sect is absolutely unique, incomparable by others."

Lin Chuan smiled bitterly, he could imagine the chubby's inner troubles, with abundant resources but his cultivation being forcibly suppressed, not breaking through, which is very torturous.

"Perhaps your grandfather also wants you to solidify your foundation, that's why he lets you slow down your breakthroughs." Lin Chuan patted the chubby's shoulder and said, "Once your foundation is solidified, your cultivation will go smoothly in the future, you're suffering now but will taste the sweetness later."

The little chubby rolled his eyes: "I've heard these words from my grandfather and the elders so many times, I'm sick of hearing it. But now Shui Yue'er is at the ninth level of Core Formation, a full big level above me, I don't know when I'll catch up to her."

Lin Chuan thought deeply: "Are you troubled by love?"

Wei Yanhong's little chubby hands awkwardly wiped his sweat, then reached into his chest and pulled out a scroll of painting: "It's not being troubled by love, it's just that grandpa takes me to visit his former sect once a year. Three years ago, when grandpa brought me back there, I met Shui Yue'er and immediately liked her at first sight, look whether she is beautiful."

He carefully opened the scroll as if fearing to disturb the beauty in the painting with any excessive movement.

Seeing his cautious look, Lin Chuan felt a pang of sorrow, inexplicably reminded of Fang Jing.

It appears the little chubby is a romantic, and how could he be any different.

No matter their ages, nothing else matters, at least in this aspect they are alike.

On the painting, a young girl in a light blue dress, ethereal like a fairy, gracefully stood, though just a painting, the lady seemed to possess a soul, every glance and dance touched the heart deeply.

Her beauty wasn't mature and charming, but rather simple and pure, with fair skin and clear eyes, yet there was a trace of arrogance and fierceness in those eyes, compromising her beauty.

Looking at the painting, Lin Chuan admired the artist for being able to seemingly transfer a girl's image onto paper accurately; the craftsmanship must be extraordinary, reaching the level of art being akin to Dao.

"Isn't she beautiful?" The little chubby said with a silly grin: "This painting, I exchanged it with a King Rank seventh-grade Dan pill, for this my grandpa even beat me, thinking of it now, my butt still burns."

Lin Chuan heavily patted his shoulder and sighed, "Alas, it's not that I mean to dampen your spirits, but I must speak the truth, this cabbage might not be suitable for you to dig."

The moonlight was serene, the night wind desolate.

The world was somber, the wind wasn't bone-chilling, yet it made the heart cold, the moonlight wasn't freezing, yet seeing it brought a sense of melancholy.

"Seeking seeking, cold cold clear clear, tragic tragic sorrow sorrow. At times of sudden warmth and cold, rest is hardest to find.

Three or two cups of light wine, how could it resist the rushing evening wind? Geese fly by, causing pain, yet they're old acquaintances.

The ground covered in piles of yellow flowers, worn out, now who would bother to pick them? Guarding the window, alone how to endure the darkness?

Paulownia leaves against the fine rain, at dusk, drip by drip. How could a single word 'worry' encapsulate this passage of time!"

Under the moonlight, Lin Chuan stood in white robes, reciting softly to himself one of his favorite poems from before he crossed over.

Beside him, a chubby boy held up a painting scroll, gazing dreamily at the beauty in the painting, drool unconsciously trickling from the corner of his mouth, forming a small puddle on the ground.

"What are you reciting? It sounds so nice," the chubby boy looked up at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan replied, "It's a poem by an old master. I was just expressing my feelings by reciting it."

The chubby boy asked, "Which old master?"

Lin Chuan pondered, "Li Qingzhao,"

The chubby boy thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Never heard of him, but this poem sounds really good. I'll definitely ask him to write one for Shui Yue'er someday, and I can give him a King Rank pill as a reward."

Lin Chuan was speechless, thinking to himself that having a grandfather who's a King Rank Alchemist is beneficial; what others would consider a treasure is clearly trivial to the chubby boy.

"By the way, I know a place. Do you want to come with me to check it out?" Lin Chuan was already planning to go back to rest when the chubby boy suddenly spoke up, carefully putting away the scroll.

Lin Chuan turned to look at him and asked, "What place?"

The chubby boy, who had a simple mind and a good impression of Lin Chuan, did not conceal anything: "I found a restriction in the belly of the mountain, but since my cultivation is low, I couldn't break it open. You're at the Refining God level, so I think you can break it."

"Why don't you ask your grandfather to help you break it?" Lin Chuan asked, eyeing the chubby boy suspiciously.

"My grandfather is too nagging. If I ask him for help, he'll definitely nag me for half a day. And the other elders are even lazier. I've asked them, but no one paid me any attention," the chubby boy said woefully.

"I've tried. The restriction is damaged. Every time, I was just a little bit short of breaking it, so I want you to help me, to see if there's something mysterious there."

Lin Chuan hesitated slightly but nodded his head in agreement.

He's also a curious person, thinking that maybe the chubby boy found an old Sky Sword Mountain restriction or a remnant of the Mountain Protection Array, and didn't think much beyond that.

The chubby boy led the way, and Lin Chuan flew with him through the void. Within a dozen breaths, they arrived at a sheer cliff face, where there was a very obscure, dark cave entrance—this was the place the chubby boy mentioned with the restriction.

"This place is so steep and dangerous, and the cave entrance is so hidden. How did you find it?" Lin Chuan took a Lighting Stone out of his storage bag and entered the cave.

The chubby boy followed closely behind, "Wasn't it my grandfather who said he wanted to train my courage, then tied a rope around me and threw me down from above? That's how I discovered this place. But I haven't told Gaoshou and them about it, besides a few elders, only you and I know about this."

As they talked, the two reached deep into the mountain's belly. Although the cave entrance wasn't big, the inside was unfathomably deep, straight to the mountain belly, which was another world entirely.

Here, the traces of artificial excavation were evident, the area broad, like an overturned sea bowl.

"So messy?" Lin Chuan observed the rubble, dust, and some weeds growing in the crevices, frowning.

The chubby boy chuckled, "It's not that bad. Never mind this for now, let me take you to see that restriction."

Having been around old monsters like Feng Yuan for so long, the chubby boy didn't feel restrained even though Lin Chuan's cultivation was higher than his.

He grabbed Lin Chuan's sleeve, leading him through some winding paths carved by people of Maoshan Tao. After about as long as it takes to drink a cup of tea, the chubby boy finally stopped. In front of them was a dead end, which was their destination.

"It's right here." The chubby boy pointed to a small altar not far from them and said, "This altar has a restriction. Quickly break it open, and let's see if we can get some treasure."

Lin Chuan frowned, stepped forward, and gathered True Qi into his palm. A palm print emerged, and Lin Chuan shook his hand, sending the palm print flying straightforwardly to the center of the altar where the restriction was.

The palm print met the restriction, and Lin Chuan's face suddenly tensed. Without time to think, he stirred his True Qi, delivering consecutive palm strikes, each more powerful than the last.

"Boom…" With a loud crash, the altar shattered to dust, the restriction was broken, and the altar disappeared. A large, dark hole appeared on the ground, from which bone-chilling cold air drifted upwards, causing the chubby boy to shiver.

"Is the treasure down there?" The chubby boy's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Chuan released his Spiritual Sense, sensing minutely and said, "You stay up here and wait for me. I'll go down to take a look."