Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 023

Character name suggestions:

Song Ling: Song Ling

Fu Zong: Fu Zong

Long Biao: Long Biao

Yuan Yuechan: Yuan Yuechan

Huang Shilu: Huang Shilu

Jiang Yanwu: Jiang Yanwu

Jiang Yujin: Jiang Yujin

Xi Fenglie: Xi Fenglie

Jiang Yuling: Jiang Yuling

Li: Li

Song Ling chose to use Shan Congfeng’s hand to deal with Fu Zong, so everything he had done in Beicheng in the past would definitely not be hidden from the Jiang family.

What’s more, since Long Biao was in the hands of the Chiba Gang, his solo breakout from the Black Tiger Gang must have already been known.

At least, his “brother” must have known.

If he were to pretend now, it would undoubtedly backfire.

So, instead of playing a weak and helpless orphaned girl to gain sympathy, it would be better to enter the Jiang family as a talented, arrogant genius girl from the countryside.

This way, it would be reasonable for him to seek martial arts secret manuals and other items later.

Yuan Yuechan’s face turned pale and her body trembled from Song Ling’s mercilessly sharp words. Finally, she burst into tears, threw away the whip in her hand, and ran into the Jiang residence.

At this moment, an old man of fifty or sixty years old walked out from inside. Seeing Yuan Yuechan running back, he bowed and said, “Miss Yuechan.”

Yuan Yuechan covered her face and wept, ignoring the old man and running inside on her own.

The old man didn’t care and walked straight towards Song Ling.

Shan Congfeng saw the old man, immediately straightened his face, cupped his fists, and said, “Greetings, Old Huang.”

The old man merely nodded faintly at the Chiba Gang leader, who was so influential in Beicheng. Then he came before Song Ling and bowed respectfully:

“Greetings, Second Miss Yuling!”

“Second Miss?”

Song Ling raised an eyebrow.

“This old man’s surname is Huang, and his given name is Shilu. If Second Miss doesn’t mind, you can call me Old Huang. More than thirty years ago, this old man followed Master Jiang Yanwu. After Master passed away, I followed Young Master, which is your brother Jiang Yujin, so I call you Second Miss.”

Huang Shilu explained.

“So it’s Old Huang. Old Huang has followed my father and brother for so many years, which is truly a great contribution. How can I be worthy of you performing such a grand? Please get up quickly.”

Song Ling was moved and quickly helped Huang Shilu up.

“Thank you, Second Miss.”

A hint of relief flashed across Huang Shilu’s face. He then said, “Second Miss, let’s not talk at the entrance. Please come into the mansion with me quickly.”

“Okay.”

Shan Congfeng, who was not far away, tactfully said, “Miss Yuling, then this subordinate will take his leave first.”

“Okay, thank you, Gang Leader Shan, for this journey. If I see my brother, I will tell him about your care for me.” Song Ling nodded.

“Thank you, Miss!”

Shan Congfeng was overjoyed. He had done so much, wasn’t he waiting for just this sentence?

After another bow, Shan Congfeng turned and left.

Afterward, Song Ling followed Huang Shilu and walked into the Jiang Mansion.

The Jiang Mansion was called a mansion, but its internal area was actually so large that it exceeded ordinary people’s imagination. Carved beams and jade pillars, winding paths leading to secluded spots, various magnificent buildings, and endless beautiful scenery, it was simply an independent small world.

Song Ling even suspected that the imperial palace of the Great Yong Dynasty was nothing more than this.

“Second Miss, Young Master went hunting for monsters outside the city yesterday with Young Master Xi Fenglie from the Xi family. According to past practice, he will return in two or three days at the earliest, or eight or nine days at the latest. However, Second Miss, don’t worry, this old man has already arranged for someone to rush to inform you about your return to the mansion. I believe Young Master will rush back soon after he knows.”

On the way, Huang Shilu said to Song Ling.

“Thank you for your trouble, Old Huang. Speaking of which… I have never met my brother. What kind of person is he?”

Song Ling asked.

“Young Master, he is a true martial arts genius.”

Huang Shilu’s face showed a hint of pride. “Young Master has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He entered the ‘In-Flow’ realm in one year, the ‘Second-Flow’ realm in three years, and reached the ‘First-Flow’ realm at the tender age of sixteen. Now at twenty-two, he is already one of the best among First-Flow martial artists. Even reaching the Grandmaster barrier is just a matter of time.”

“My brother’s martial arts talent is so high!”

Song Ling’s face showed surprise. He wasn’t faking it; he was genuinely shocked.

Because most people, even if they wanted to become an In-Flow martial artist, would have to spend several years. Just like the original owner of this body, who also started practicing martial arts from a young age, but at his current age, he still hadn’t entered the In-Flow.

Of course, there were factors such as resource supply, but Jiang Yujin’s talent was still evident.

“Second Miss’s talent is also not bad. Growing up in such a mountainous village, you were still able to reach such a level at this age. You are indeed the Young Master’s biological sister. Both siblings carry the Master’s excellent bloodline.”

“Old Huang overpraises me.” Song Ling remained calm on the surface.

In his heart, he thought that if he didn’t have his golden finger, he would have already become dinner for that lizard monster.

Jiang Yujin was a true genius, but he was a fake.

Not only was his martial arts talent fake, but his identity was fake, and even his gender was fake.

These secrets absolutely could not be exposed.

Otherwise, what awaited him would be an incomparably terrifying and miserable end.

Huang Shilu continued to praise, “Second Miss is not only excellent in martial arts talent, but also exceptionally intelligent. Otherwise, how could you have cultivated martial arts in a mountain village while also being well-mannered, knowledgeable, and literate?”

Song Ling’s heart tightened.

Huang Shilu’s words seemed to be praising his intelligence, but in reality, there was a subtle hint of questioning him.

Because, normally, it would be extremely exaggerated for someone who grew up in such a small village to achieve something in martial arts at this age. Yet, he could also read and write, and his speech was not vulgar, which was indeed a bit exaggerated.

Song Ling’s mind raced, and he humbly said:

“Old Huang overpraises me. I was just lucky.”

“Lucky?”

Song Ling sighed, “Yes, about ten years ago, a distressed scholar came to settle in our village. He didn’t charge any fees, and any child in the village who was willing could go to him to study.”

“Because he loved to eat plums, we all called him Mr. Li. As for his real name, everyone has forgotten it.”

“It’s just a pity that Mr. Li died of a cold two years ago…”

Song Ling shook his head, a little sad.

This story was naturally something he made up on the spot. Everyone in Red Stone Village was dead, so there was no evidence. Unless the Jiang family had a great resurrection spell, he could make up whatever he wanted.

Huang Shilu also sighed:

“So that’s how it is. Teaching without discrimination, truly embodying the style of the ancient sages. He was a truly respectable.”

“By the way, speaking of Second Miss’s childhood, do you still remember that Ziyang Flower jade pendant?”

Song Ling nodded:

“Of course I remember. According to the village chief who raised me, that jade pendant was with me when I was in swaddling clothes. It should have been left by my relatives.”

Huang Shilu sighed, “That was when Second Miss had not yet been born. Master and Madam personally chose and purchased it. This old man was also present at the time. Besides the clear carving on the surface, that jade pendant also has a naturally formed rose dark pattern inside, which is quite unique.”

Song Ling’s eyes narrowed. Huang Shilu was still testing him.

There was indeed a hidden pattern in that Ziyang Flower jade pendant, but it wasn’t a rose, it was a lily. Moreover, it could only be seen under the sun at an extremely tricky angle. If one didn’t play with it for many years, it would be absolutely impossible to discover.

He knew about it because the real Jiang Yuling, as his childhood sweetheart, had played together since childhood, and they would tell each other about interesting things they discovered.

So, Song Ling furrowed his brow slightly, pretending to be puzzled:

“Rose? Could it be that Old Huang remembered it wrong? Why do I remember it as a lily?”

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