Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 115 A Trip to Penglai (8)

Luo Zai Shui knew that forcing himself to cultivate in his current state would not be beneficial, so he simply rested for half a day.

Upon learning that Xue Xin had gone to visit his mother, Luo Zai Shui went to pay her a visit out of courtesy.

Senior Chu was kind and approachable. He pulled her aside and told her many funny stories about Xue Xin's childhood. Luo picked and chose from the water and told her a lot of the silly things Xue Xin did on Xianyun Peak.

This includes, but is not limited to, him having Ji Tinghan test the newly refined pills for poison, only to be tricked by Jian Muyi and end up poisoning himself. In the end, Lu Da stepped in and pulled him back from the brink of death, and was eventually punished by his senior uncle, the sect leader, to clean the library for more than a year.

He was also not good at getting along with female cultivators. He would often get nervous when he saw female fellow disciples, and his face would turn red when he spoke, which would make his junior brothers laugh at him.

The two had a very pleasant conversation, but Xue Xin, the person involved, was not so happy. There will always be someone who remembers the stupid things you did in the past.

But it doesn't matter anymore. It's been a long time since I've seen my senior sister laugh so easily. If she likes to laugh, let her talk more. It's just a way to toughen him up. He's already fearless.

Chu You and the others still had patients to take care of, so Luo Zai Shui didn't want to disturb them any longer and got up to leave.

Before she left, Xue Xin called her back.

"Senior Sister!"

Luo turned around in the water, and Xue Xin caught up with her, stuffing a bottle of pills into her hand.

"This is?"

“A top-grade Rejuvenation Pill,” Xue Xin explained. “This is something my mother and I have been refining recently. Senior Sister, don’t overwork yourself. Cultivation can’t be rushed. Everyone will be fine.”

Looking at the young man in front of her, who was already much taller than her, Luo Zai Shui suddenly realized that those brats from back then had all grown up.

She smiled sweetly: "I will. You should also take more rest. We're waiting to pick up your senior brothers and the others."

"it is good."

That night, Luo Zai Shui sat outside again, gazing at the starry sky.

"You know about stargazing?"

A sudden male voice rang out, pulling Luo Zai Shui's drifting thoughts back to reality.

Luo Zai Shui answered truthfully, "I don't understand."

Luo Zai Shui could read the silence in his expression.

"What are you looking at?"

"Star."

Mingling clearly had lost the desire to continue talking to her.

What brings you here?

Luo Zai Shui was certain that he hadn't come here just to pass by.

"How come you're still alive?"

Now it was Luo's turn to be speechless. This child, all he says are auspicious words.

She patted the empty seat next to her: "Would you like to come up and sit down?"

Mingling hesitated for a moment, but still sat down next to her.

The first thing he said after sitting down was, "How are you still alive?"

Luo Zai Shui, unable to bear it any longer, smacked him on the back of the head: "What are you talking about, whether you're dead or not? Can't you speak properly!"

Mingling covered the back of her head, feeling somewhat aggrieved: "But my master and I calculated that you were destined to die young, how could you possibly be alive now?"

Luo Zai Shui barely suppressed the urge to hit him again: "Are your calculations always accurate?"

Mingling propped her head up: "Of course, my master knows everything in the world without ever leaving his home. I am his most outstanding disciple, how could I possibly make a mistake?"

Luo Zai Shui was speechless for a moment: "Then let me ask you again, when did you and your master perform the divination for me?"

Mingling pondered for a while: "When I heard my master mention you, it was seven years ago. If we count from now, it should be about fifteen years ago. I calculated it when I met you in the sect competition, which was about three years ago. But if I calculate it now, you still look like you are about to die."

Luo Zai Shui sometimes really wanted to shut this brat's mouth: "But I think your calculations are inaccurate. I'm still alive and well, and I plan to live even longer. How could I just die like that?"

Mingling grew anxious: "Perhaps you will face some great calamity in the future? In any case, I can't be wrong about it."

Luo Zai Shui looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Since it is a calamity, there is naturally a possibility of survival. How could it be as you say, that there is no certain death?"

"But……"

Luo Zai Shui impatiently interrupted him, "Is it so hard to admit you miscalculated?"

Mingling's expression was rather unpleasant, but Luo Zaishui ignored her.

"Even your junior sister can foresee a glimmer of hope, do you expect me to just sit here and wait to die?"

Hearing Luo mention his junior sister in the water, Ming Ling's expression darkened even more.

Looking at the boy who was only a few years younger than Jian Muyi, Luo Zai Shui couldn't help but sigh. He was still too well protected. If it were Jian Muyi, he would have been beaten countless times.

Mingling fell silent, deep in thought. Over the years, he had been known for his brilliant calculations, so how could he easily admit that he had made a mistake?

“No, that’s not right.” Mingling raised her head. “You also know divination, otherwise how could you have known that I was plotting to trick you?”

Facing the dull-witted kid in front of him, Luo Zai Shui sighed: "I don't understand these things, it's just that your junior brother's behavior was too obvious. I didn't even mention it to your master, but you still have the nerve to bring it up."

Mingling was clearly stunned for a moment, realizing that she had made a mistake, but she still stubbornly said, "If you're so capable, go and talk to my master."

"Okay."

Luo Zai Shui happily stood up, but Ming Ling quickly pulled her back: "You're really going? Don't be so petty. Besides, I didn't succeed either. We're all adults. Let's talk things out. Telling our parents is too embarrassing."

Luo Zai Shui curled her lips into a smile, then sat down again: "So, you tell me, should I go or not?"

“This…” Mingling realized she had been misled. “How can this be calculated? If I say you will go, you will choose not to go. If I say you will not go, you will go to my master to complain in a little while. How can this be calculated?”

Luo looked at him calmly in the water, and Mingling suddenly realized what he had said.

“Look, you yourself know that there are some things that cannot be calculated.” Luo Zai Shui’s tone was calm, like a kind elder. “The world is unpredictable, and everything changes in an instant. It’s not something you can decide by casting a divination. You’ve misunderstood cause and effect.”

"cause and effect?"

Mingling had never heard the term "cause and effect" from anyone else. He always consulted the gods and asked for divination, only asking about the result, and never investigating the cause in between.

"I ask you, why do you mock me?"

Mingling honestly replied, "Because you eliminated me without saying a word during the sect competition, and even said that my predictions were inaccurate."

Luo Zai Shui's eyes twitched. What a vengeful and dull little brat.

"This is the cause; your desire to toy with me is the effect. As for whether this effect will succeed or not, how can you guarantee it?"

Mingling fell into deep thought.

Seeing that he had begun to think, Luo Zai Shui did not disturb him and got up to leave: "Think about it carefully. Let me tell you something: everything depends on human effort. What you predict is just a general result. As long as there is even a slight deviation in the process, the result will be ever-changing. For example, I am still alive now, and I will continue to live well in the future."

That day, the chief disciple of Penglai Pavilion sat in meditation all night and finally had an epiphany.