Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 045

The next day.

Song Ling, dressed in a sleek and capable outfit with her dark hair tied into a high ponytail, strode out.

“Miss, are you sure you don’t need to tell Young Master Jin?”

Dong Zi followed behind, her expression somewhat anxious.

Song Ling said without looking sideways, “Young Master Guo has invited a first-rate expert to protect us, so we won’t encounter any danger. There’s no need to tell my brother; it would only make him worry unnecessarily.”

“But—”

Song Ling’s steps suddenly halted, and her voice became indifferent, “Dong Zi, have I been too kind to you lately, making you forget the last lesson?”

Dong Zi’s face paled, and she immediately knelt, “This servant wouldn’t dare.”

“I hope in the future I won’t have to repeat my commands to you a second time.” Song Ling coldly glanced at Dong Zi, then continued to walk forward.

Leaving the Jiang Estate, Guo Yang was already waiting outside.

Song Ling bowed, “Brother Guo, sorry to have kept you waiting.”

“It’s fine, I just arrived myself.”

Guo Yang returned the bow. He noticed Song Ling’s attire today, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Then, he turned slightly, revealing a man standing beside him, and smiled at Song Ling:

“Miss Yu Ling, let me introduce you. This is Senior Wei Peng, the chief instructor responsible for training our Guo family’s retainers.”

“Greetings, Eldest Miss of the Jiang family.”

Wei Peng cupped his fists towards Song Ling, his voice deep and powerful.

He made no effort to conceal his aura as a first-rate martial artist. His entire being was like a towering mountain, steady and unshakeable.

Song Ling nodded slightly:

“I’ll be relying on Senior Wei Peng to protect us on this journey.”

Wei Peng: “I will do my utmost!”

“Alright, it’s about time. Let’s depart quickly,” Guo Yang said.

“Okay.”

Because the path to Dangwang Mountain was quite rugged, with many places impassable for carriages, the three of them each took a horse and left Suiyi City.

…

Jiang Estate.

Inside a luxuriously decorated pavilion, a black-clad figure knelt on the ground, speaking to a voluptuous woman sitting on a bed in front of him:

“Master, that Jiang Yu Ling, whom you instructed me to observe, left the city today.”

“Left the city?!”

The voluptuous woman’s eyes blazed with light, and she said excitedly:

“Good, good, good. There’s a path to heaven, but you don’t take it; there’s no door to hell, but you seek it out. Immediately contact Mo Sha and tell him to make sure to kill this little slut outside. Remember, tell him to do it cleanly, leaving no trace!”

“Yes, Master!”

The black-clad figure responded, then quickly retreated.

The voluptuous woman clenched her fists, her eyes filled with bitter hatred.

“My son is dead, so why should you, this little slut, live alone?! Aren’t you two going to attend the Prosperity and Decline Festival together? My son is waiting for you down below!”

…

On Song Ling’s side, after the three left the city, they initially galloped along the official road, but then gradually deviated, entering winding mountain paths.

Birdsong echoed through the forest, sunlight dappled through the leaves, casting shifting shadows, and a gentle breeze brought a refreshing coolness.

Perhaps because of Wei Peng, a first-rate expert who made no effort to conceal his powerful aura, the three of them didn’t encounter any monsters along the way.

Guo Yang rode on his horse, secretly glancing at Song Ling from time to time, his eyes filled with admiration and appreciation.

He was very glad that he could invite Song Ling to go to the abandoned Demon Suppression Division outpost this time.

From the day of the Southern Garden Elegant Gathering, he could tell that a woman like her definitely couldn’t be pursued through ordinary methods. He would need to share a deeply memorable experience with her to have a chance of winning her heart.

He had already decided that even if this journey went smoothly, he would have to find a way to artificially create some thrilling excitement.

Of course, this would definitely be within controllable limits and would not truly harm his beloved.

As for Song Ling, how could he not sense Guo Yang’s fervent yet self-deemed discreet gaze? He simply cooperated by pretending not to notice.

After all, he was a martial arts “girl” genius who was oblivious to romance.

Song Ling slowed down his horse, took out the map Guo Yang had given him, looked at it, and said, “At our current speed, we should be able to reach ‘Yukuai Village’ marked on this map before dark. We can rest there for a night, and depart early tomorrow morning. We should reach our destination by afternoon.”

Guo Yang nodded in agreement upon hearing this:

“Miss Yu Ling is absolutely right. We can resupply with dry rations and water there, as it will be difficult to find people once we enter the mountains.”

Wei Peng, on the other hand, remained calm, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings to ensure there were no potential threats.

The three continued their journey, the path becoming even more rugged, but Wei Peng’s horsemanship was superb, and he steadily controlled his horse. Song Ling and Guo Yang followed closely behind. Although their horses were not as steady as Wei Peng’s mount, they managed to keep up under their control.

As the sun gradually set, the light in the forest grew dimmer. The three of them sped up and finally arrived at Yukuai Village at dusk.

Yukuai Village didn’t seem large, with only a few dozen households, their houses scattered among the foothills.

The three looked down from a high vantage point, and Guo Yang frowned:

“Strange, at this time, people should be lighting fires for cooking. Why is there no smoke rising from the village?”

Song Ling also noticed the anomaly. His gaze swept over the village. Indeed, he saw no smoke rising. The entire village was eerily silent, as if even the sound of the wind had been swallowed.

He recalled his past encounter in Redstone Village and said, “This village might have been wiped out by monsters.”

Wei Peng nodded:

“Indeed, in today’s world, small villages like this, destroyed by monster attacks, are common occurrences every day. It’s not rare.”

His expression remained calm; after all, unless it was a Grandmaster-level monster, it wouldn’t be his match.

Guo Yang’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this. He turned to Wei Peng and said:

“Instructor Wei, what should we do now? Should we enter the village directly to investigate, or should we take a detour?”

Wei Peng pondered for a moment, then said, “Since we’re already here, there’s no harm in entering the village to investigate. I’ll go ahead first. If there’s danger, Young Master and Miss Yu Ling, do not act rashly.”

After speaking, Wei Peng slapped his horse’s back, and the steed shot towards the village like an arrow from a bowstring.

Guo Yang and Song Ling followed closely, but their speed was significantly slower.

Wei Peng galloped all the way, quickly arriving at the village entrance. He reined in his horse and carefully observed the surroundings.

The streets were empty, all the houses were tightly shut, and not even the sound of chickens or dogs could be heard. A strange and indescribable eeriness permeated the dead silence.

Wei Peng dismounted and tied his horse to a nearby tree.

He drew the long saber from his waist and cautiously stepped into the village.

He had risen from an ordinary person to his current level by relying on caution. Even though he was now a first-rate expert, he would not relax his guard in an unfamiliar environment.

At this moment, Song Ling and Guo Yang also rode their horses to the village entrance. Seeing that Wei Peng had already entered the village alone, Song Ling frowned slightly and said to Guo Yang, “Brother Guo, should we also follow him in? If Senior Wei encounters any danger, we can at least assist him.”

Song Ling’s words were very consistent with his persona.

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