On my first day in the world of cultivation, the System told me that I could go home as long as I made the Divine Venerable fall for me.
Later, when I took a heavenly tribulation for him, the System shrieked, "Host, your heart rate is 120! You're falling for him, aren't you?!"
I stared at my scorched sleeve and sneered. "I'm calculating how much lightning he can withstand. Passable, but still not as good as my kindergarten fire-drill standards."
With red-rimmed eyes, the Divine Venerable pinned me beneath a peach blossom tree. "It's been three hundred years. Have you ever loved me at all?"
I pulled out a stack of papers. "This is page 308 of my Observation Report on the Divine Venerable, written while you were in seclusion. Recommendation: drink more hot water."
That day, I walked straight into the ascension passage.
The System crashed. "Why?! He had clearly already..."
I dusted off the report cover. "The notes say: initiate emergency homecoming protocol when the romance progress reaches 100%. Did you think I was only playing the first level?"
Then his broken voice came from behind me.
"Teacher Lin..."
I crushed the report.
I had never told anyone in the cultivation world about that name.
