Lin Xiaolu leaned against the Sword-Trying Stone, his dark blue Daoist robe slipping to the crook of his elbow and revealing three suspicious scratch marks across his honey-colored chest. The talisman pinched between his fingers suddenly burst into flames. In the eerie blue fire, the shadowy image of a half-naked fairy appeared, making the pink-robed girl who had just joined the sect yelp and cover her eyes.
“For just thirty spirit stones, I guarantee you a taste of blissful ascension...” Before he could finish, a thunderous roar came from the mountain gate: “Lin Xiaolu! You’re using my alchemy furnace to cook hot pot again!”
A streak of sword light cleaved through the sea of clouds. Elder Chen of Medicine King Peak came hurtling over, his beard still smoking. Lin Xiaolu snatched the storage pouch from the girl’s waist and casually stuffed a packet of “Youth-Preserving Pills” into her arms. In truth, they were loveblossom pastries pilfered from the Hehuan Sect.
“Elder, please hear me out!” he cried as he ran, pulling open his robe to reveal a dark red mark by his collarbone. “Last night, I went to gather Seven-Emotion Flowers to help you refine pills, and nearly had my essence drained by a demoness from the Hehuan Sect!”
Elder Chen’s flying sword screeched to a halt in midair, the cured meat dangling from its hilt sloshing with grease. The old man suspiciously leaned closer to the “kiss mark,” then suddenly exploded with rage. “Bullshit! That’s a grease stain splattered from the spicy hot-pot broth!”
Lin Xiaolu knew he was in trouble and flung out three Divine Movement Talismans. As he turned, his belt caught on a crane-feather cloak hanging out to dry. Amid a storm of white feathers, he tumbled like a rolling gourd toward the forbidden grounds behind the mountain. The jade pendant at his waist glimmered, melting a dog-sized hole in the barrier.
“Boom!”
When the dust settled, Lin Xiaolu was sprawled across something furry. A muffled voice came from beneath him: “You’re sitting on this king’s precious tail!” He took a closer look. The tuft of hair atop the golden groundhog’s head had puffed up like a fan, and one of its paws was clutching half of something it had gnawed, marked with toothprints.
A different world of immortality, a different feeling, the most important thing is that it's funny, I really laughed Every chapter will make you laugh [awkward laugh]