Chapter 597: Chapter 238: When It Comes to Being a Pervert, I Can’t Even Hold a Candle to You!

After half a month of rest and adjustment, Fan Wubing’s vitality had recovered quite a bit, transforming him from a seventy to eighty-year-old man into a man in his forties.

"Well, there’s some charm in that..."

Fu Manman stared at Fan Wubing, who now looked mature and steady with a story to tell, her eyes full of interest.

"Why not stay like this and not change back?" she teased with a smile.

Fan Wubing touched his rough, hard beard, "Then why don’t you also look like a middle-aged woman?"

Fu Manman crossed her arms, huffed, and raised an eyebrow, "No way. You’d probably complain I’m old and faded; men like the young ones."

"Not necessarily, some appreciate matured beauty."

"Mature doesn’t mean old."

"So knowledgeable?"

"Of course." Fu Manman said proudly.

"Just talking on paper."

Fu Manman pouted, "Then marry me. Once we’re married, it won’t just be theoretical."

"What kind of cultivator always talks about getting married, you’re not a mortal."

"Do you understand the sense of ceremony?" Fu Manman was dissatisfied with Fan Wubing’s words.

"It depends on whether there’s an opportunity for that." Fan Wubing sighed.

Fu Manman didn’t say much more. She enjoyed flirting and bantering with Fan Wubing, which made her feel relaxed and happy, but she wouldn’t act spoiled or unreasonable when it came to serious matters.

Gu Lan walked out of the house, her light and loose layered skirt wrapped around her full but not bloated figure, with perfect curves in every view. Her brows and eyes smiled, her mouth cornered with warmth, her long platinum hair casually tied in a lazy bun, glistening with the sky’s light, like a fairy, her steps akin to a goddess.

She chuckled softly and said:

"Everything’s almost packed; we can leave now."

Fu Manman couldn’t resist praising, "Senior Sister Gu is just too beautiful, even I feel moved."

"No way, Man’Er, don’t tease me." Gu Lan was a bit shy.

"Don’t believe me, ask Wubing." Fu Manman poked Fan Wubing’s waist, "Isn’t Senior Sister Gu beautiful?"

Fan Wubing replied, "Beautiful, just like you."

Fu Manman said with a smile, "Smooth talker." She said that, but her heart secretly beat a bit faster.

Gu Lan said regretfully, "It’s a shame to part again."

Fan Wubing said with a smile, "It’s okay, I’ll visit He Yue Village in the East Continent to find you later."

"Really?" Gu Lan asked in surprise.

"Of course."

After all, there’s also a Fallen Immortal Land in the East Continent, I’ll eventually visit.

Fu Manman tugged at Fan Wubing’s sleeve, glanced at him, slightly opened her mouth, wanting to speak but then closing it, saying nothing.

How could Fan Wubing not know what she was thinking? He held her hand and said,

"Sword Continent and Immortal Continent aren’t far; if I miss you, I’ll find you anytime. Don’t find me clingy then."

Fu Manman laughed like a flower, "Sure, sure."

Fan Wubing smiled gently.

During this time, he had understood Fu Manman’s current character.

In personal cultivation and responsibility, she’s relatively strong-willed, but in relationships, she’s still the same as before, not competitive. But as the "slowest progressing" of the three, she can’t help but worry. Hearing him say he’d go to He Yue Village to see Gu Lan, part of her fears he’d forget her and hopes he’d visit her too, although feeling like it might be competing with Gu Lan, so she felt conflicted.

At the moment of parting,

Fu Manman stood in front of Fan Wubing, straightening his clothes, saying:

"I know you’re under a lot of pressure, but don’t push yourself, take a good rest when you’re tired."

"Why do you sound like an old mom."

Fu Manman patted his head and smiled, "Good boy."

Beside them, Gu Lan watched their natural interaction, her eyes filled with happiness and envy. She liked seeing such quiet and beautiful scenes yet envied the way they seemed like a couple who have lived together for many years. That’s something she couldn’t achieve, despite her efforts to appear relaxed and normal in front of Fan Wubing. But realizing she liked him and he liked her made her inevitably feel shy and nervous.

It wasn’t like this initially.

The master was right; love truly changes a person.

"Plus," Fu Manman acted like a rebellious child, "Those people don’t recognize your achievements as Wu Wangxinger; I just have to tell everyone how amazing you are!"

Fan Wubing helplessly said, "Achievements or not, they don’t mean much to me. Since you’re from the White Jade Capital, follow their rules."

"I won’t!" Fu Manman, usually sensible, was very adamant on this matter, "Didn’t you say everyone must stick to something to live. This is what I must insist on!"

"Alright then."

Gu Lan stated seriously, "I agree with Man’Er’s viewpoint too. Farming is like this, it is what it is, how much a plot of land can produce won’t change just because you ignore it."

Seeing their unwavering eyes, Fan Wubing felt warmth in his heart, strengthening his resolve for a grand return.

Fu Manman hugged Fan Wubing, "I’ll find Qingyao."

Feeling her warm, soft body, Fan Wubing nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

After that, Fu Manman left his embrace, walked behind Gu Lan, who was full of envy and hope, and gave her a gentle push. Gu Lan stumbled into Fan Wubing’s arms, her ample chest almost squashed and squeezed out from her neckline.

She was startled, shyly shouting, "Man’Er!"

Fu Manman chuckled lightly, "Senior Sister Gu, ’I also want a hug’ is almost written on your face."

Fan Wubing wrapped his arms around Gu Lan’s slender, strong waist, "I don’t bite, why are you so scared?" He whispered playfully, "Didn’t we agree on you taking care of me later? This way won’t be enough..."