Chapter 227: Chapter 0227: Since ancient times, beauties are like famed generals, not allowing white hair to be seen among mortals_1
"First, settle the medical bills. Then we can talk about, ahem, warming the bed."
A wicked smile spread across Zhang Bin’s face. As long as he got the money, everything else was negotiable—even spending a night with her was not out of the question.
Zhu Danyan was decisive this time. She immediately asked for Zhang Bin’s account details and transferred one hundred million to him.
Zhang Bin quickly received a text message from the bank, a beaming smile lighting up his face. He had worked himself to the bone today, even getting a nosebleed for his troubles, but he had finally earned the advertising fee for the Network Language School.
I shouldn’t get tangled up in this. Hopefully, I can make some serious money in the future so I won’t have to keep sinking my own funds into advertising.
"Immortal Master, let’s go. Take me to the Immortal Realm," Zhu Danyan said as she hugged Zhang Bin’s arm, her eyes full of anticipation.
"Cousin, stop being so silly. He’s not an Immortal Master, just a Cultivator," Su Man said, unable to watch any longer. She pinched Zhu Danyan’s cheek and chided her playfully.
"Cousin, can’t you let me dream a little?" Zhu Danyan still clung to Zhang Bin’s arm, her face full of longing. "I’m already tired of the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, afraid that one day my looks will fade and my youth will be covered by white hair. I’ll be emaciated by the years, such a desolate sight.
"If immortals truly exist in this world, I hope one can take me away. Then I could remain forever young, beautiful, and charming every day. I could recklessly squander my youth; I could live carefree in the beautiful Immortal Realm; I could dance with Chang’e, play tricks on Zhu Bajie, and eat Pan Peaches and Ginseng Fruits..."
After a pause, she looked at Su Man with a wistful, resentful gaze. "I finally meet someone who seems like an immortal, and you tell me he isn’t one. You shattered my dream so quickly. You’ve broken my heart."
In that moment, Zhang Bin was deeply moved, as if his own understanding of cultivation had just been elevated.
At the same time, he gained a deeper understanding of this celebrity queen. She was an idealist, a beauty in pursuit of a sublime existence. Because she was so beautiful and had received so much praise, she was terrified of losing everything she had. Her greatest fear was growing old. As the old saying goes, "A beauty, like a great general, should not let the world see her grow old."
However, for thousands of years, no one had been able to escape aging.
Unless they were immortals.
Even Bodhidharma and Laozi, who shattered the Void and left this world, were not known to possess the ability to remain forever young.
"Beauty, I may not be an immortal, but I have a few tricks and miraculous abilities of my own. If you warm my bed, you might just be able to hold onto your youth for a few more years, or even a few decades," Zhang Bin said with a wicked smile.
"Dr. Zhang, don’t joke with my cousin like that," Su Man said, feigning displeasure. She was afraid that Zhu Danyan might actually believe him and start chasing after Zhang Bin every day, which would become a massive joke.
"Cousin, do you think I’m a child? That I’m so easily deceived? Go make some food; I’m hungry," Zhu Danyan said, playfully shooing Su Man away.
Then she pulled Zhang Bin down to sit on the sofa and began to ask him curiously about the world of Cultivators.
When she heard Zhang Bin talk about Bodhidharma and Laozi reaching the Ascension Realm on Earth before shattering the Void to depart, her anticipation and longing reached an incredible peak.
But when she found out that on modern Earth, it was uncertain if there were even any Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, she became utterly dejected.
After all, Zhang Bin had already told her about the realms of cultivation. Beyond the Nascent Soul Realm were two more Great Realms to conquer: the Union Realm and Ascension. They were like two insurmountable mountains that modern Cultivators could not hope to cross.
In fact, even Zhang Bin himself had no confidence that he could ever cultivate the Qingmu Longevity Technique to its highest level, the Divine Tree Realm. This required not only an immense amount of cultivation resources but also exceptional talent and an enormous stroke of luck.
He wasn’t even sure if his relatives and the women he loved would still be alive by the time he could refine Wisdom Pills. At most, he could extend their lives by a few decades, allowing them to age more slowly.
Therefore, he didn’t dare make any promises to Xiao Fang or Liu Ruolan. Naturally, he was even less willing to make promises to this woman, with whom he wasn’t even rumored to be involved.
Despite this, Zhu Danyan still yearned for the world of Cultivators and asked eagerly, "Doctor Zhang, do you think I can still embark on the path of cultivation?"
Zhang Bin shook his head. "It’s almost impossible. Cultivation must begin at a young age to unlock the body’s potential and reach higher realms in the future. If you start now, you won’t even reach the peak of the first realm. Your body is past the window for developing its potential, so you effectively have no foundation. Building a skyscraper on sand is doomed to fail."
"Alright, I won’t get my hopes up. I’m just an ordinary person," Zhu Danyan said with disappointment.
"Actually, you already live a life that many envy; you should be content," Zhang Bin said. "And now that I’ve healed your ailments, you’ve become even more voluptuous and radiant. You can be more confident, more dazzling. Even if you’re a shooting star, you’ll be the brightest one."
"You’re quite the smooth talker, aren’t you? Now, are you going to tell me who you really are?" Zhu Danyan chided playfully.
"I’d rather not. You’d only be disappointed," Zhang Bin said.
"Are you trying to hit on me? If you are, just tell me who you are. I might even give you a chance, you know?" Zhu Danyan shot him a sultry glance.
"Then let me ask you a question first. Are your rumors true or false?" Zhang Bin asked.
"What’s that supposed to mean? If they’re true, does that make me unworthy of your attention?" Zhu Danyan said, flushing with annoyance. "Besides, you already knew who I was, didn’t you?"
"I know nothing about you," Zhang Bin said. "But you’re so beautiful and charming that any man would go crazy for you. It’d be stranger if you didn’t have rumors. If I were to pursue you, I’d naturally want to understand my rivals and learn about your past."
"Oh, stop trying to cover your tracks," Zhu Danyan said playfully. "Fine, I’ll tell you. I have a lot of rumors, and most of them are true. I’m... a particular kind of woman. If I’m interested in a man and he treats me well, if he manages to move my heart, I can’t control myself. I let myself get coaxed into bed. But I never stay with them for long. I’m still an idealist, and I’m very picky about my partners. I quickly find their flaws, and then I leave without hesitation. So, are you disappointed now?"
I suspected as much, yet I still asked. Have I actually fallen for this stunning beauty? A faint sense of disappointment welled up in Zhang Bin’s heart, but it was inexplicably followed by a surge of desire. He yearned for something to happen with this woman.
So he said, "I have a feeling I’m the partner you’ve been searching for all this time. How about we try living together?"
Zhu Danyan was left utterly speechless.