Chapter 266: Chapter 266: The Softest-Hearted Immortal Family Chapter 266: Chapter 266: The Softest-Hearted Immortal Family The group returned to their senses and realized that the person supporting Amber Livingston was Nathan White.
He had a similarly rounded figure, but there wasn’t a trace of fatigue on his face. Even the hand that helped steady Amber seed to exert no effort.
“The mountain path in the morning has dew, it’s easy to slip.”
Nathan’s voice was as quiet as ever, and after speaking, he retreated to the back.
He had always followed the group from behind, but perhaps because of his low presence, the team hadn’t paid much attention to him.
Amber was startled, and after regaining her footing, she couldn’t help but thank Nathan earnestly.
Nathan simply smiled shyly after hearing her gratitude.
As they continued along the mountain path, Nathan kept following closely behind Amber.
[Was it just my imagination, or does Nathan take special care of Amber?]
[I’m tearing up, Nathan is clearly so socially anxious, yet he’s still so considerate.]
[I also feel he’s closer to Amber than to others. Is it because they have similar body types, so it feels familiar? Hahaha.]
[To the comnter above, I really don’t recomnd joking about people’s body types. If a joke isn’t funny to the person involved, it’s not a joke; it’s malicious ridicule!]
[Exactly! I hate it when people make comnts about others’ bodies—what’s wrong with being chubby? Did it cost you anything? They earned their bodies through their own skills, so mind your own business!]
[Amber earns her own living, and Nathan is specially appointed by the academy as a teaching assistant. Before making jokes, consider if you asure up to them!]
The guests were unaware that a small argunt had erupted in the livestream chat over this minor incident. Soon, the group climbed up a mid-mountain peak along the path.
They heard the sound of a waterfall from a distance. As they approached, everyone, including the livestream viewers, was stunned.
Ahead lay a massive waterfall cascading from the clouds, appearing like a heavenly river descending to earth.
As the group got closer, they saw a mountain stream below the waterfall, surrounded by gigantic rocks, extending into a mysterious, deep blue pool.
The academy freshn who had left them behind were already scattered on the rocks by the stream, sitting in ditation.
The morning mist was hazy, intermingling with the layers of water vapor from the waterfall. The morning sun rose from another peak.
The sunlight shone through the mist, refracting on the waterfall, casting a glow that happened to fall on the ditating academy students on the rocks.
At that mont, both the production team and the livestream audience seed to witness a scene straight out of an immortal cultivation novel, where disciples of an immortal sect were training.
It was hard to believe that in such a restless society, there was a place purely dedicated to cleansing away worldly concerns and focusing on inner cultivation.
Only now did everyone truly feel the fundantal difference between the Taoism Academy and other universities.
Other universities taught knowledge and so social skills.
But students at the Taoism Academy were genuinely cultivating…
There was simply no comparison.
The final day of filming concluded with everyone ditating in the mountains.
Before leaving, as the guests changed out of their loose-fitting modified Taoist robes and returned to their modern attire, they unexpectedly felt a twinge of reluctance.
Although they only participated in this experience for two days, and even though the process had its challenges, those two days made everyone feel as if the stagnant air in their hearts had been cleansed by the mountain air.
Especially the few guests who participated in the ditation, each ti they finished ditating, they felt an unusual sense of tranquility within.
It was a feeling they had never experienced in their past several years.
Scarlett Jennings accompanied the group to the mountain gate.
Though the program ended its three-day, two-night academy experience, her life at the academy was just beginning.
Ariel Zimrman looked at Scarlett with so reluctance. After hesitating for a mont, she tentatively asked,
“Scarlett, can you cut two little paper figures to send us down the mountain, like the ones you made for your family on the first day?”
Even though they had all seen the Talisman Paper figures before, no matter how many tis they witnessed it, it still felt novel.
As soon as Ariel spoke, Sebastian Carew, Amber Livingston, and the other staff present looked at Scarlett with anticipation.
Scarlett was sowhat speechless, but she still took out yellow paper on the spot and cut out several little paper figures. Then, she perford a mantra, and the chubby, cute Talisman Paper figures imdiately ca to life.
One of them even ran directly to Ariel’s feet with its little legs, trying to tug at her pant leg but couldn’t reach, so it tugged at her shoelace, signaling her to follow it.
Ariel’s heart instantly soared with the little figure, and after quickly waving goodbye to Scarlett, she hurried down the mountain.
Amber was about to leave too when she saw Nathan approach unexpectedly. He hesitated for a mont before handing her a small cloth bag, speaking softly,
“Take this… try to sense it when you get ho, maybe you’ll hear its response.”
Amber looked bewildered, not knowing who Nathan ant by “it.”
However, before she could ask, Scarlett chid in, “Keep it.”
To receive Immortal White’s blessing was considered a stroke of luck for Amber.
As for the “it” Nathan referred to, it was likely the Immortal being whose existence Amber had yet to recognize.
Though Immortal White and Immortal Fox had no direct ties, Nathan might have helped out of compassion, aware that Immortal Fox hadn’t received any response from her companion over the years.
Among the Five Great Houses of Immortals, although Immortal White was the weakest in strength, he was also the most soft-hearted.
Amber, hearing Scarlett’s words, still felt puzzled but trusted Scarlett’s abilities. She thanked Nathan with a smile and carefully stored the item.
As the guests gradually descended the mountain, Director Clark was the last to leave. He didn’t forget to remind Scarlett,
“Rember to join us for the fifth episode.”
He had checked, and by the ti of the fifth episode’s airing, the academy’s training would be over, allowing Scarlett to take a leave.
Seeing Director Clark eagerly looking at her, Scarlett didn’t imdiately agree but instead asked,
“Has soone been cast as the sixth guest for the next episode?”
Director Clark:…
Well, that quickly killed the conversation.
Guess why there were only five guests this episode??
It was because, in the past three episodes, the sixth guest had to be replaced every ti.
However, replacents still needed to be made for the sixth spot.
After waving goodbye and about to leave, Director Clark suddenly seed to rember sothing and turned to Scarlett,
“Wyatt Anson, who sought help during a previous segnt, left a ssage hoping you’d help swap back his wife’s soul, and he could bring her over.”
Upon hearing this, Scarlett raised her eyebrows, “People from the Special Security Bureau should be able to help him.”
She couldn’t understand why he needed to travel so far to ask her for a soul swap.
Director Clark chuckled, embodying a “you’re still young” expression, “He said he only trusts you.”
He paused for a mont, then added,
“Additionally, he wants to bring his wife to thank soone.”
Hmm… to be precise, to thank a ghost.
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