Chapter 427: Just Friends

At this moment, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao seemed to understand instantly.

She understood why the Human Race is called the Great Path Form.

Mo Sangyu truly and vividly embodied the term Great Path Walk, not only in appearance but also with an indescribable Dao resonance.

She was the first to cause her a beauty crisis.

In the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, where beautiful maidens roam and super‑beauties are as common as dogs, she still boasts confidence that her charm outshines all.

She never expected to encounter a beauty crisis here.

The desire to win was sparked.

She, on a sudden impulse, looked at Mo Sangyu, whose gaze happened to meet hers, and both felt each other's hostility.

An inexplicable hostility.

"This person…"

Mo Sangyu found it odd, "This person's temperament doesn't match her ugly exterior at all; she could be disguising herself."

"Could Lin Chuan not see it?"

She didn't believe it.

Perhaps Lin Chuan had already seen through it.

"Why did she come into Myriad Symbol Pavilion, what does she actually want?"

Mo Sangyu pondered.

When their gazes collided, Lin Chuan smelled a strong scent of gunpowder.

What a good fellow!

Even though they are both reincarnated bodies, they're born with a skill of disliking each other; fortunately this life everyone is just "friends."

That makes the problem much easier to handle.

Otherwise, if he came up and started questioning with a child, he really couldn't hold back.

And so, a dinner with a subtle atmosphere ended.

Even Shangguan Meng, the little sister, sensed something off, neatly gathered the bowls and chopsticks, "Lin Chuan brother, Mo Sangyu sister, Jiao Jiao sister, I'll wash the dishes."

Having said that, she vanished like a puff of smoke.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao blinked and asked the first question of this life in communication with Mo Sangyu.

"Mo Sangyu sister is so beautiful, may I boldly ask, are you and the Pavilion Master in a Dao Companion relationship?"

Asking that in one sentence, the already awkward atmosphere became even more off.

Lin Chuan: "……"

That sentence should still be considered normal.

But for some reason, when it came from Jiao Jiao's mouth, it had a hint of a tea master.

Perhaps that's Jiao Jiao's innate yin‑yang eccentric ability.

In every Shura Battlefield trial, Jiao Jiao always has the best mindset, the one who fears the world not being chaotic.

"Just… friends."

Mo Sangyu lightly bit her silver teeth, very unwillingly uttered this reply.

Friends?

She doesn't want to be friends with Lin Chuan.

But in front of this Jiao Jiao girl, she wanted to give an excessive answer, yet couldn't utter it.

So infuriating!

Since arriving at Myriad Symbol Pavilion and staying by Lin Chuan's side, she is no longer as decisive as before; each day is a day of self‑contradiction.

"Just friends?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao laughed, "When I first met Mo Sangyu sister, I felt you and the Pavilion Master were a perfect match; I even thought you were an Immortal couple."

"Perhaps that day will come."

With that said, Mo Sangyu's desire to win also rose.

Hearing this person's tone, she couldn't help but want to outdo them, for no apparent reason.

This is definitely the second person, after Lin Chuan, who can make her emotions swing like this.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao still wore a bright smile, "If Mo Sangyu sister can be with the Pavilion Master, that would be a match made in heaven."

"Then I won't trouble you, Miss Jiao Jiao."

Mo Sangyu rose, her slender body trembling slightly, turned and left.

Lin Chuan sighed inwardly.

The two personalities are still not stable enough; in a fight, Mo Sangyu would certainly be stronger than Jiao Jiao, in verbal sparring and psychological warfare…

Even Mo Sangyu together with Ye Xue couldn't beat a talent‑type yin‑yang eccentric player like Jiao Jiao.

"There will be some excitement."

Lin Chuan didn't really mind.

It's all minor stuff.

As long as the memories of the previous life can be restored, everything else will fall into place naturally.

"Pavilion Master, there's something I want to ask you."

Mo Sangyu left, and only Tu Shan Jiao Jiao and Lin Chuan remained in the courtyard.

"Miss Jiao Jiao, please speak."

"I want to ask, why, among so many cultivators wishing to enter Myriad Symbol Pavilion, did you specifically choose me?" Tu Shan Jiao Jiao asked.

"There's no reason."

Lin Chuan said seriously, "Because you are the first who dared to propose entering the Myriad Symbol Pavilion."

"Alright."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao didn't quite believe it.

And she couldn't find any reason to refute it.

In the following period, the Myriad Symbol Pavilion experienced days that seemed peaceful but whose atmosphere was actually subtle.

As time passed, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao and Mo Sangyu grew increasingly familiar.

Naturally, the initial politeness faded away.

A few times they nearly came to blows, but Lin Chuan intervened in time.

Sangyu's Witch personality is inherently hot‑tempered; if not restrained by a gentle personality, she would be a complete great demon.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, although she deliberately pretends to be ugly, is ultimately a saintess of a super power.

How could she willingly be suppressed?

Thus, conflict became inevitable.

With only two people, the small courtyard was already this lively; adding Ye Xue would definitely cause chaos.

Fortunately, his current strength is hard enough to keep the situation under control.

Days passed one by one.

While Lin Chuan runs the Myriad Symbol Pavilion, he continues to persist in cultivating the dream‑space.

After entering the Void Deity Realm, the rate of honing his soul slowed again.

Not to mention he also has to cultivate three Dao simultaneously; even with the aid of One‑Qi Transforming the Three Purities, any progress is measured in centuries.

This is the price one must pay to walk the path of ultimate attainment.

"Lin Chuan brother, the guests have arrived."

While he was lost in thought, Shangguan Meng, who was guarding the front hall for cultivation, ran over excitedly, "These guests claim to be from the Tribe of the Spirits and would like you to intervene."

"Tribe of the Spirits?"

Lin Chuan was surprised.

It seems the destiny track is constantly undergoing frantic self‑repair.

The intersection he originally had with Tu Shan Jiao Jiao wasn't in the Myriad Symbol Pavilion at all, and his dealings with the Tribe of the Spirits were the same.

But since he founded the Myriad Symbol Pavilion, the destiny track has been completely altered.

No need for him to search.

The fated ties seem to come knocking one by one.

"Alright, I understand."

Lin Chuan nodded and stepped toward the front hall.

Soon he saw an old woman, white‑haired and frail, leaning on a cane, standing at the doorway.

Beside the old woman was a youth, head down, looking sullen.

"Hm?"

Lin Chuan was startled.

Yan Beicheng?

In his original ancient memories, he had no intersection with Yan Beicheng; their first meeting was in the Forbidden Love dream reincarnation.

Yan Beicheng, as the Human Race's top prodigy in Forbidden Love, was both friend and foe to him, leaving a rather deep impression.

He didn't expect Yan Beicheng to have already appeared in this ancient life, also as a reincarnated being.

Thus, the change in the destiny track is more powerful than he imagined.

This delighted Lin Chuan; change is a good thing, representing hope.

Seeing Lin Chuan approach, the old woman's eyes filled with hopeful light, and she bowed with clasped hands,

"I, the old Yan Xiu of the Tribe of the Spirits, have met the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion."