Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter

Chapter 610 - 189: An Immortal Mountain Across the Seas, Wafting In the White Cloud Guest

This man’s expression was kind, but his eyes revealed a keen intelligence.

He approached the carriage and smiled, "Zhao Xingwen, advisor of the Xie Mansion, invites Mr. Ximen to enter for a discussion."

Li Yuan nodded in agreement, then alighted from the carriage, saying, "Thank you."

Zhao Xingwen looked at him with great interest, having already heard about this man’s manner from the servants, and could roughly guess this strong man’s character—cold as ice, with a cleanliness obsession.

But a person who is "as cold as ice" without strength would only be a joke.

And a man with a cleanliness obsession without power would make others think him effeminate.

Clearly, this man was neither.

The chilling aura he emanated made even Zhao Xingwen feel cold to the bone.

And his formidable physique and strength could be felt clearly just by standing next to him.

For some reason, Zhao Xingwen suddenly felt anticipation for this person to become the son-in-law.

Why?

Firstly, the Third Young Lady also has a cleanliness obsession, so the two could be kindred spirits;

Secondly, the Third Young Lady is passionate as fire, while this person is cold as ice; if they were to associate, there would surely be many interesting dynamics;

Thirdly, the Third Young Lady seems to like handsome men, and this man’s appearance... Zhao Xingwen asked himself honestly that if he were a woman, he would surely feel that being with this man was an unmissable opportunity.

At this moment, as Zhao Xingwen led Li Yuan inside, he said, "My master loves talent and has specifically instructed that if we encounter a talent like you, Mr. Ximen, you must be brought in for him to see.

However, this is not a formal interview or anything, the real test will be revealed on the platform, so I hope Mr. Ximen understands."

His words fell.

After a few moments, he finally heard a faint "Alright."

Soon after, Li Yuan was brought into a reception hall.

The maidservants served tea but discreetly watched him.

As if he was so extraordinary, the maids had never seen such a man before.

Li Yuan pretended not to notice.

This time, to increase his chances of success, he deliberately made himself appear "as if not of the human world, but like a celestial from the heavens," besides his handsome features, he also had a strong physique, which made him more like a "robust Divine Spirit" rather than the ethereal and elusive quality of a celestial.

Li Yuan adjusted himself in front of the mirror for a long time before utilizing the "Human World Transformation" to create this appearance.

For a long while...

Footsteps suddenly came from behind the screen in the reception hall, as someone quietly observed him.

Li Yuan remained unmoved, not drinking the tea, only gently stroking the long blade on his knee with his hands.

Handsome, powerful, aloof, with a cleanliness obsession, arrogant, a Martial Fool—these were the personas he set for himself this time.

Handsome, cleanliness obsession, arrogance were to attract the Third Young Lady.

He had already learned the Third Young Lady’s personality from the previous White Wooden Box: she likes handsome men, has a cleanliness obsession, and somewhat looks down on others...

Powerful, to pass the test.

Aloof, Martial Fool, to avoid causing trouble, and he had already realized the benefits of this. After all, no one would guard against a "naive Martial Fool," which is a thankless task.

At this moment, a gentle breeze passed through the hall, lifting the snow-white edge of his clothes.

The snow-white seemed to become a cloud.

His temples fluttered, his eyes intensely focused on the blade, as if pondering something, occasionally closing his eyes, muttering about sword skills to himself as though no one else was present.

...

"Xiaoyu’Er, Xiaoyu’Er!"

The voice came from within the inner chambers.

The next moment, with a creak, the door was pushed open.

The scent of flowers wafted out, along with steam...

And Xie Wei’s face peeked through the open door.

Before her eyes was a screen with fish playing in the water.

On the screen hung a red silk robe.

Behind it, through the mist, a slender figure could vaguely be seen bathing inside.

"Second Sister, what’s the matter?"

A young girl’s voice came through.

Xie Wei said, "Only you love cleanliness, insisting on bathing two or three times a day."

Xie Yu replied, "It’s hot, easy to sweat, and I can’t stand even a hint of sweat; if I smell the slightest trace, I won’t be in a good mood for ten days to half a month."

Xie Wei said, "A Fifth Grade youth has come and is waiting at the front hall to meet you."

Xie Yu laughed coquettishly, "Filthy man, let him wait then; in any case, I’ve decided that even if father picks someone, if I’m not satisfied, I absolutely won’t marry. If someone must marry, then let father marry him himself."

Xie Wei suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath.

Xie Yu was bewildered, "Second Sister, what’s so funny?"

Xie Wei said, "This time, this filthy man, I think... you might not find another like him even if you wait."

Xie Yu asked perplexedly, "What?"

Xie Wei said, "I’ve started to envy you already."

With that, she raised her hand to pull the door shut with a smile, "Xiaoyu’Er, you’d better finish up quickly and take a look from behind the screen."

Slam.

The door closed after her words.

Xie Yu’s curiosity was piqued, she scooped flower petals with her hands, poured them over her warm skin, then stepped out of the water, dried herself, wrapped in red silk, put on embroidered shoes, and went out.

And she found that behind the screen in the reception hall, there were actually many relatives.

Consisting of aunts and other kin who, seeing the main party arrive, all cast lingering looks her way, their expressions complex.

Xie Yu approached carefully, peeking into the hall from behind the screen, only to see a young man in white as snow, flawless and beautiful, sitting with a blade.

As she glanced, she found it hard to look away.

He... he’s so handsome!

If she were to wake up in the middle of the night and see this face on the pillow, it seemed quite wonderful...

But could he be nothing but a pretty face?

Yet Second Sister said he was a Fifth Grade.