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Chapter 208: Which Is More Important to You, or The Ga?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I’ll clean up later.”

Lu Xuan untied her hair ribbon, letting her silky black hair cascade down. It was noon, the sun shining brightly, but the curtains in the bedroom were drawn.

In the afternoon.

“My dear, bathing alone seems rather dull. Why not invite your husband to join? I can keep you company and help scrub your back…”

At the bathroom door, Lu Xuan suggested.

“Dear husband, that’s not possible,” Cheng Lingzhu smiled softly, gently declining: “You’ve been busy for a while; you must be tired. Rest for now…”

Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow, laughing: “How can I speak of tiredness with a beauty in the room? I’m in great form. If you don’t believe , you can…” Cheng Lingzhu placed her fair arms on his shoulders, turning him around to face away from her.

“You haven’t played the gas you bought yet. It’d be a sha not to, having bought them.”

Cheng Lingzhu reasoned.

Lu Xuan wondered aloud, “Isn’t this the mont when the woman usually asks, ‘Which is more important to you, or the ga?”‘

“I can accompany you for a lifeti, but gas cannot,” Cheng Lingzhu persuaded: “Enjoy the limited ti with your gas. Don’t neglect your computer… After all, once we leave Yuan Xing, we’ll probably be busy again.”

Her logical and convincing argunt swayed Lu Xuan. Rembering the important matters awaiting him in the Archean Eon Realm, he was persuaded by Cheng Lingzhu to indulge in his newly purchased gas.

He had already taken a bath.

After Lu Xuan left, Cheng Lingzhu sighed in relief.

Being a master yet subdued by her forr disciple ignited an indomitable spirit within her.

In the end, it was she, Cheng Lingzhu, who had to yield.

“How has my disciple beco so formidable…” she muttered, grinding her teeth, suddenly feeling a strong desire to pursue her cultivation more fervently.

In the living room.

“Sigh, the downside of having cultivation skills shows in this aspect.”

Lu Xuan sighed, looking at the huge screen in front of him, “Even at the highest difficulty, playing souls-like gas feels like mowing down enemies effortlessly.”

To say it’s like mowing down enemies might be an exaggeration, as the player’s damage is limited, not exhilarating to that extent.

However, with his heightened reaction skills, achieving a no-damage run was a breeze, rendering the health bar aningless.

He now understood why there’s a saying, “The end of gaming leads to casual puzzle gas.”

Fortunately, Lu Xuan had anticipated this and bought several sandbox gas. He started planting trees and building houses.

After about half an hour, just as Lu Xuan finished building a house and was about to start on a pig pen in the ga, Cheng Lingzhu erged from the bathroom.

She was wrapped in a robe, wearing cute little cat slippers, her hair covered with a towel, approaching him.

A beauty after a bath is always a splendid sight. Lu Xuan put down the ga controller and opened his arms.

Cheng Lingzhu humd softly, not going into his arms but instead, ca behind him.

Lu Xuan was sitting on a bean bag, with his legs crossed playing gas. Behind him was the regular sofa.

Cheng Lingzhu lazily reclined on the sofa, her delicate foot lightly pressing on his shoulder a few tis, then draped her ivory-like, pristine leg over his shoulder.

Lu Xuan rubbed his cheek against her soft, smooth calf.

Following the gentle curve of her muscles downwards led to her delicate, pretty feet. The arch was beautifully shaped, the top of the foot pale and smooth, her toes arranged like little pearls, the entire foot soft to the touch.

A smile spread across his face.

Lu Xuan embraced her other leg as well and shifted slightly.

Cheng Lingzhu’s legs were draped over his shoulders from behind, one on each side, her calves resting comfortably on his shoulders, playfully swinging. Lu Xuan held one delicate foot in each hand, gently squeezing them.

Got you!

Cheng Lingzhu let him, silent, trying to regain her composed, aloof deanor.

Then, Lu Xuan handed her a ga controller, “Want to play together?” He had bought two controllers and several multiDlaver gas.

“…I don’t know how.”

Cheng Lingzhu replied.

“I’ll teach you, it’s all quite simple.”

Lu Xuan said.

“Okay…”

Cheng Lingzhu slid off the sofa into his arms.

It wasn’t that she wanted Lu Xuan to hold her, though being in his embrace felt warm, comfortable, and secure, and she liked it when he leaned down to kiss her. But Cheng Lingzhu wanted to adapt to life on Yuan Xing, to understand the local culture and technology, to learn how to play gas. The aloof senior she was, wasn’t looking to get close to Lu Xuan.

The bean bag was elastic enough to support the weight of two people comfortably.

“Let’s see what gas we have…”

Lu Xuan used his magic to bring over a stack of boxed ga discs.

When he saw the description of the top ga, he suddenly laughed:

“A divorced couple… going on adventures… solving puzzles together… and finally reconciling.”

“Let’s play this one.”

Cheng Lingzhu indicated with her hand.

“Alright.”

Lu Xuan nodded, staying seated, and used his magic to install the ga.

“This button controls the direction, this one is for…

A pair of slender, fair hands held the ga controller, guided by another pair of larger hands.

Lu Xuan taught Cheng Lingzhu how to use the ga controller in a ticulous manner, and she learned step by step.

Despite being able to understand the device’s construction with a single sweep of their spiritual sense, the two pretended to be novices, going through the motions of teaching and learning. Such is the way of couples in love, seemingly happy to ‘waste’ ti in each other’s company.

After finally teaching Cheng Lingzhu how to use the controller, they started the ga, and everything went smoothly.

As Daoist companions who had cultivated together nurous tis, achieving a deep soul connection and unspoken understanding, their coordination was impeccable. Just like the ga’s storyline, where the male and female protagonists worked together harmoniously to solve puzzles and clear levels, their collaboration led to the completion of the final level, symbolized by the joining of two halves of a heart.

“It’s quite easy,” said Cheng Lingzhu, shaking the controller and noting the ti: “Less than an hour… well, in terms here, two hours.”

“Yes, in less than an hour, the ga’s couple reconciled,” Lu Xuan exhaled deeply.

He put down the controller and held Cheng Lingzhu closer, whispering in her ear, “But I waited 9,000 years to see you again.”

Cheng Lingzhu was taken aback.

Turning towards him, she saw Lu Xuan smiling, his hand gently stroking her back:

“Those 9,000 years were really dull. At least in the ga, the couple cleared the levels together. I had to endure it all alone.”

His journey began with the hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage and reuniting with Cheng Hongtan, followed by despair after repeated failures, numbness, and eventually a detachnt from everything around him.

No one is born with a heart strong enough to endure such trials. Even Lu Xuan, now revered as a ‘great senior,’ climbed out of the abyss of despair where his cultivation path seed utterly lost.

The idea of eternal life with a Golden Core sounds wonderful. But in reality, a Golden Core is just that. Until he figured out a cultivation thod suited for himself, any encounter with a Nascent Soul cultivator could have been fatal.

“But thankfully, I made it through… Apart from the unimpressive descendants of the Dao Evolution Sect, life has been beautiful,” Lu Xuan said with a smile. “The most important thing is that I waited for you… That has been the greatest fortune in my 9,000 years.”

Cheng Lingzhu looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

“Why suddenly flirt with like this…” she whispered softly.

Lu Xuan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, comforting her: “Okay, okay, no more tears. We just replenished your hydration…”

Cheng Lingzhu ground her teeth slightly.

Moved for barely two minutes, and he was already back to his playful self.

She wasn’t dehydrated to death!

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