Chapter 111: The Red Thread of Affection, Expressing My Heart

In the world of Xuanxu.

After completing his mission in the previous world, Lu Yan returned to the Quick-Travel Bureau, where he was caught and lectured by the head of the Romance Department for quite some time before he could escape.

He didn’t linger any longer, driving his cloud towards the Fate Pavilion, where he was originally supposed to go.

Moments later, Lu Yan arrived at the Fate Pavilion, where a stunningly beautiful immortal opened her lips, “Yue Lao, Lu Yan has come to see you.”

Yue Lao paused for a moment upon seeing Lu Yan, hiding the bundle of red threads behind him. “What do you want?” Please don’t tell me you’re here to cause trouble!

Recently, it seemed he had given a few red threads to a lovesick female immortal, but since Lu Yan wasn’t in the heavenly realm, the female immortals couldn’t find anyone to send their red threads to him. Surely, it wouldn’t lead to Lu Yan coming to his door.

Lu Yan stood still, a hint of tenderness flashing in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and a warm hue appeared on his exquisitely beautiful face, like snow melting under the sun.

“I’d like to ask for two red threads.”

Yue Lao tightened his grip on the bundle of red threads, staring at Lu Yan in disbelief. “What did you say? You came to ask me for red threads…”

Had he aged so much that his hearing had declined?

Otherwise, how could he hear that the eternally solitary Lu Yan had come to the Fate Pavilion to ask for red threads?

Lu Yan pinched his fingers, repeating his request with an expression as calm as ever, “I’d like to ask for two red threads.”

For some reason, Yue Lao had a bad feeling.

“Oh, is that so!” Yue Lao finally confirmed he hadn’t misheard and quickly pulled out two red threads from the bundle in his hand.

He handed the red threads to Lu Yan, asking curiously, “Have you met someone special? Which immortal is it? Do I know her?”

Who would have thought that this workaholic would have a day of romantic stirrings?

Yue Lao’s curiosity was completely piqued.

Lu Yan accepted the two red threads, his long, fair fingers gripping the vibrant red threads, adding an indescribable beauty to his appearance.

“I think I’ve fallen for someone, and I want to give him the red threads to express my feelings.”

He didn’t specify the identity of his beloved, mainly because he didn’t want to provide Yue Lao with gossip; this guy was the heavenly realm’s loudspeaker.

Gossip known by Yue Lao could never be kept secret.

“Is it true!!!” Yue Lao’s heart trembled, but he maintained a calm facade, though the corners of his mouth were secretly lifting.

“Come on, tell me—who is your beloved?”

He looked at Lu Yan expectantly, “We’re old friends, after all. Maybe I can help you come up with some ideas to pursue your beloved.”

Lu Yan shot him a faint glance, “Don’t try to get close to me. I haven’t forgotten that you sent the female immortals to find me with those red threads!”

He was no longer the Lu Yan who only loved his career and didn’t understand love; he now understood the reasons those female immortals always found excuses to come to him.

They weren’t really looking for him; they were confessing their feelings, and unfortunately, he had previously treated them purely as colleagues, dragging them into a flurry of work.

He didn’t understand before, but now he did.

Yue Lao chuckled awkwardly, “If you don’t want to talk, then don’t. Why are you being so fierce?”

Wasn’t he just trying to keep the peace? Letting the female immortals take the red threads to find Lu Yan was better than having them all gather in his Fate Pavilion, sighing and lamenting.

Better a dead friend than a dead Taoist (T_T).

He became serious, “Lu Yan, the person you like isn’t from the Three Thousand Worlds, is he?”

Lu Yan blinked his peach blossom eyes, “Yes and no; anyway, it’s none of your business.”

Yue Lao cleared his throat, “Be careful; don’t get trapped in the Three Thousand Worlds! Last time, the supporting character, the Bimeng Fairy, almost fell in the mission world, and it was her department head who personally rescued her.”

Lu Yan was taken aback, a look of confusion crossing his stunning face.

“The Bimeng Fairy is already a Xuanxian; how could she…”

He remembered that the Bimeng Fairy had collaborated with the other party several times, and their business capabilities were still intact; she shouldn’t have made a mistake in the mission.

Yue Lao sighed with a complex expression, “It’s all about love and hate. The Bimeng Fairy almost lost her life because of the male lead in the mission world, and after being rescued, she voluntarily resigned.”

“When love is handled well, it’s a beautiful story; when handled poorly, it’s a tragedy.”

He kindly suggested, “If you really like that person from the Three Thousand Worlds, it might be better to bring him to the Quick-Travel Bureau for binding as soon as possible.”

“Otherwise, you’ll just add to your troubles later.”

Lu Yan chuckled softly, “You’re misunderstanding; my beloved is also a being from the Xuanxu world, but he just likes to reincarnate in the Three Thousand Worlds. Our story won’t end in tragedy.”

Upon hearing this, Yue Lao breathed a sigh of relief, but a new doubt arose from Lu Yan’s description.

A being who likes to reincarnate in the Three Thousand Worlds… how does that resemble that candle dragon so much?

Lu Yan’s beloved couldn’t possibly be a demon god!

Yue Lao’s mind flashed with a guess, his eyes widening as he stared at Lu Yan, his lips trembling for a long time without uttering a word.

“……” Was Lu Yan blind? What’s so great about a demon god!

That lazy, reclusive candle dragon and the career-driven Lu Yan seemed completely mismatched. This thread of fate must be tangled up wrong!

Lu Yan tucked away the red threads he had received and was about to take his leave when Yue Lao grabbed his arm.

“Don’t go just yet…” Yue Lao looked at the oblivious Lu Yan with a very complex expression, “Do you know the identity of the person you like?”

Lu Yan nodded slightly, “I know.”

“You know?” Yue Lao was shocked, his voice cracking, “You know and still like him?”

A beautiful female immortal isn’t appealing? Have you lost your mind to like that candle dragon!

Aren’t you afraid he’ll take advantage of you?

Lu Yan tilted his head to look at him, a hint of confusion in his exquisite brows and eyes, “Why can’t I? Can’t I like a man?”

Yue Lao pressed his lips together, “That’s not the reason; your beloved is…”

The words ‘not suitable’ were swallowed back down as he frantically searched for a suitable reason.

Lu Yan pulled away the hand on his arm, his lips blooming like a flower, “You want to say we’re not suitable, but I think it’s quite good.”

“He likes me, and I like him; why can’t we fall in love?”

He wanted to experience love, to genuinely care for the one who moved his heart.

Passionate yet determined, sincere yet brave.

This was his attitude towards love, and these were the very things that person had taught him bit by bit. Through five lifetimes of love, he learned this lesson and felt his heart race for that person.

Yue Lao gazed into Lu Yan’s resolute eyes and suddenly understood that this person had made up his mind, so he would bless them.

“It’s nothing; who you like is your freedom. I wish you and… happiness.”

Lu Yan smiled faintly, “Thank you for your blessing, and thank you for the red threads.”

After saying this, he floated away, only to turn back halfway.

“Yue Lao, don’t spread my business around.”

The gossip-loving Yue Lao nodded with his nose pinched in the gaze of the other, “I promise I won’t say anything; you can rest assured.”

“Better not, or I’ll tear down your Fate Pavilion.” After delivering his threat, Lu Yan returned to the system space to undertake his next mission.

Leaving Yue Lao behind, sighing deeply, unable to share the gossip with friends.

What a pity (つд).

He thought of the candle bright he had seen over a hundred thousand years ago, then glanced at Lu Yan’s departing figure, unable to help but lament the mismatch of this couple.

Such a good little cabbage being pushed by a pig.

Oh, how beautiful and spirited the little deer immortal is! Truly a bargain for that fierce candle dragon!

After his lament, he wanted to visit his friends, but recalling Lu Yan’s warning, he had to suppress his desire to gossip.

Yue Lao turned to the pile of fate books beside him, grimacing as he threw himself into work.

He didn’t want to work (Ｔ▽Ｔ).

Not every immortal is like Lu Yan; workaholics are quite rare in the heavenly realm.