Cultivating Immortality: I Have a High-Martial World

Chapter 72 Heading Northwest, Revisiting Familiar Places

Cen Wushan's eyes grew even more resentful after hearing this.

Han Jihai spoke for a while until Cen Wushan couldn't help but interrupt:

"Master, if you keep talking like that, you won't be able to come back tomorrow!"

Han Jihai then shut up and watched the two leave.

On a clearing in Danfeng, Cen Wushan flicked his finger, and an ancient spirit boat appeared.

He leaped up and asked Lin Chen:

"Junior brother, are you coming up?"

Lin Chen shook his head and took out the purple jade gourd from his waist.

The gourd instantly grew to be about ten feet wide.

Upon seeing the purple jade gourd, Cen Wushan felt a pang of envy once again.

"The old man was so good to you! I begged for this gourd for so long back then, but he wouldn't give it to me..."

"Junior brother, then you follow. If your magic power is insufficient, remember to tell your senior brother."

After saying that, the spirit boat took off and headed northwest.

"Master, I'm leaving now!"

After greeting everyone, Lin Chen leaped onto the gourd and followed closely behind Cen Wushan.

The Purple Jade Gourd is a superior flying magic weapon, capable of flying at extremely high speeds.

A typical late-stage Qi Refining cultivator can only travel two hundred li in an hour.

But for Lin Chen, it was easy to fly over three hundred miles.

Cen Wushan and Lin Chen flew down one after the other, from the top of Changchun Mountain to a height of forty or fifty feet above the ground.

The two then flew towards their destination in the northwest.

As for why they flew downwards, even a Qi Refining stage cultivator would feel cold at an altitude of over 8,000 meters.

We flew northwest for more than an hour.

We passed two small hills and a large river.

"Unbeknownst to me, half a year has passed since I arrived in the world of cultivation..."

"This is the first time I've been to such a far place since I joined the Changchun Sect."

Lin Chen faced the wind and enjoyed the scenery along the way.

"Hmm, this mountain looks familiar... Is it the mountain I passed by about six months ago?"

"So this area is Zhoucun?"

After practicing cultivation, Lin Chen's eyesight became excellent.

From high above, as we passed Zhoucun, we could roughly see the village's scenery.

Compared to six months ago, it seems that a lot of new houses have been built in the village.

You can vaguely see several teenagers playing and frolicking in the fields.

"It must have been that cartload of silk from six months ago that improved the lives of the villagers..."

Lin Chen thought to himself, and a few emotions welled up in his heart.

Six months ago, he was just a mortal at the ninth level of martial arts apprentice.

To save his life, he fought against a group of cultivators who hadn't even reached the Qi Refining stage.

Six months later, he had almost perfected his Qi cultivation, and his martial arts were close to the level of a Grand Martial Master.

If we encounter that group of cultivators again, we can easily annihilate them.

Time flies...

Lin Chen sighed.

Cen Wushan, who was traveling in a boat ahead, slowed down and approached to ask:

"Junior brother, we've been flying for almost two hours, why don't we rest for a while..."

"There's a village right below, shall we go and ask for some water?"

Lin Chen nodded and said, "Okay, Senior Brother."

For a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, flying for two consecutive hours would likely deplete their magical power.

Since Lin Chen was displaying a cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, he naturally had to make a good show of it.

As their flight altitude gradually decreased, the two arrived in Zhoucun.

Cen Wushan was not afraid of strangers. He walked to the village entrance and said to the old man basking in the sun:

"Sir, my junior brother and I are just passing by. May we ask for a drink of water?"

The old man sunbathing was stunned. He slowly lowered his crossed legs and squinted as if trying to see the two of them clearly.

Suddenly, the old man jumped up and shouted:

"A sage! A sage has come to our village!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers, young and old, as well as the able-bodied men and women working in the fields, all gathered around.

"My God, they're like immortals!"

"Quickly, quickly fetch water for the immortal..."

For a time, the entire Zhoucun village was in chaos.

Seeing this, Cen Wushan smiled wryly. He only wanted to ask for a drink of water, but he didn't expect to cause such a commotion.

Lin Chen chuckled to himself.

Thanks to the good reputation of Changchun Sect, mortals within a thousand miles are not too afraid of righteous cultivators.

Occasionally, passing monks would rest for a while and then give the villagers some benefits.

Lin Chen took a sip of the spring water brought to him by the villagers; it was very sweet.

The chubby boy who handed over the water stared intently at Lin Chen and suddenly asked:

"Brother Immortal, haven't I seen you before?"

"Nonsense! Don't let his youthful appearance fool you... when he was cultivating, your mother probably wasn't even born yet!"

The old woman next to him pulled the chubby boy to her side and secretly glanced at Lin Chen.

"Oh my god, why does this look so familiar..."

Lin Chen chuckled upon hearing this and reminded him:

"Auntie, do you remember when a group of bandits came to your village and slaughtered people more than half a year ago?"

"I remember! Mother... you were the sage who saved our village half a year ago!"

As the old woman exclaimed in surprise, the surrounding villagers reacted one after another, kneeling and bowing to Lin Chen, expressing their deepest gratitude.

Lin Chen stepped aside, refusing the courtesy.

After finding out the details, Cen Wushan immediately gave Lin Chen a thumbs up.

"Good junior brother, you truly are one of us!"

Lin Chen smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, the chubby boy who had spoken earlier, no longer afraid of people, walked up to Lin Chen and asked:

"Fairy brother, can I become an immortal like you?"

Upon hearing this, the villagers all fell silent.

The child's mother looked terrified, pulled the chubby boy into her arms, and kept apologizing while her mouth trembled:

"Master, the child is still young and doesn't understand."

"It's alright!" Lin Chen shook his head.

He looked at the chubby boy with great interest; he remembered this kid.

After killing that group of cultivators back then, this chubby kid also stared at him with wide eyes.

"Little fatty, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Tieshan," the chubby boy shouted.

"Come on, give me your hand..."

Lin Chen held the spirit-testing stone in his hand and placed it in the little fat boy's hand.

Immediately afterwards, a pure brown light flashed across the spirit-testing stone.

Lin Chen was stunned and glanced at Cen Wushan.

Cen Wushan was also stunned, muttering to himself:

"My god, we've encountered a single earth-elemental spirit root?"

Lin Chen's expression also turned serious. He thought for a moment and said to the chubby boy:

"When you're a bit older, how about you go to Changchun Gate, four hundred miles away, to become an apprentice?"

"If you come, I will lead you to Danfeng."

The chubby boy nodded blankly, while his mother opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Lin Chen thought for a moment, then took out two more bottles of low-grade pills for nourishing the body.

"Eating one a month will be good for this chubby boy."

After saying that, Lin Chen stopped paying attention and waved to his senior brother.

So the two of them took off again on their flying mounts and headed northwest.

On the way, Cen Wushan couldn't help but lean closer and ask:

"Junior brother, that's a genius with a single spiritual root, why didn't you bring him to the sect?"

Lin Chen glanced at him upon hearing this and asked:

"Senior brother, do you want another junior brother?"

After hearing this, Cen Wushan shook his head repeatedly and said:

"How could that be? After Master accepted you, he probably won't take on any more disciples..."

"So, this matter depends on fate. I'll leave it as a gesture of goodwill... in case Danfeng recruits new disciples in the future, it will give me an advantage." Lin Chen said.

(End of this chapter)