Ordinary People: Starting with the Chen Clan

"Hehehe, you little rascal, you're dreaming!"

If I were an immortal, how could you possibly see me?

Chen Xuanzhou's smile deepened. For the sake of this one word, "immortal," he was willing to change his fate!

"But if you can make a river stop flowing, how can you not be called a celestial being?"

Looking into the other person's pure, star-like eyes, Chen Xuanzhou was speechless for a moment, as if he could see the cow or horse that kept its head down and grazing.

The distracting thoughts vanished in an instant, but his expression remained unchanged.

"I am just an ordinary seeker of the Dao among the masses, or perhaps a cultivator of immortality. It doesn't matter! It's just a title!"

I came here today only because of a premonition in my divination practice that the cultivation world of Tiannan seems to be facing a calamity that is about to occur, and I was simply guided here.

There was an unexpected pleasant surprise!

Zhang Tie's originally clear eyes became increasingly confused.

He thought to himself, "As expected of an immortal, everything he says is so cryptic..."

"Brother Zhang, who is this?"

A voice sounded from behind him, startling him from his shock.

"This is... a cultivator!"

Turning around, I saw that the graceful young man who had been floating in the waterfall had disappeared. It seemed that what I had just seen was just an illusion.

Just as he was wondering if he had missed his chance to become an immortal, a figure suddenly appeared to his left.

"Or you may call me a seeker of the Way!"

Chen Xuanzhou's eyes held a hidden glint as he silently stared at Han Li.

Under Chen Xuanzhou's intense gaze, Han Li instinctively wanted to kneel down, but for some reason, he thought of his parents and his young sister.

Instead of bending, the legs straightened even more.

He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, Immortal Master!"

"Haha, very good. Finding two rough gems like you two on this trip is a pleasant surprise!"

Let's go...

A soft sigh echoed throughout the Seven Mysteries Sect, startling the three elders within the sect, who then emerged from seclusion to investigate.

Unfortunately, the entire Seven Mysteries Sect and the surrounding Wild Wolf Gang were alarmed, and after years of investigation, they found nothing.

The only difference is that the Seven Mysteries Sect no longer has Doctor Mo, nor his two young apprentices.

After returning to the Hidden Moon Sect, Chen Xuanzhou first arranged for the two to stay in his cave, and then flew towards Old Monster Qiong's location.

"Master!"

"Did you gain anything from this trip?"

When Chen Xuanzhou arrived at Qiong Laoguai's cave, he was engrossed in his work, and the table was a mess.

The sounds of conversation became somewhat muffled as a result.

Chen Xuanzhou hesitated slightly, as if he had made up his mind, before taking out two jade slips from his storage bag.

"Master, this is the inheritance I received from a mortal martial arts sect, along with two disciples who possess spiritual roots."

"oh!"

The inheritance that could catch the eye of his precious disciple was no ordinary thing. In the entire Hidden Moon Sect, only his cobbled-together Yin-Yang Two Qi Technique was worth mentioning.

No wonder he was amazed.

"Let me take a look!"

Chen Xuanzhou raised his hands above his head and handed the two dark jade slips to the other party.

Half an incense stick's time later, Old Monster Qiong opened his eyes, a mixture of excitement, exhilaration, and a yearning for immortality.

"Such a legacy, yet so easily handed over to me—tell me, what do you desire?"

"Reporting to Master, this disciple asks for little, only some materials. Please take a look!"

After saying that, he placed a jade slip that he had prepared beforehand in front of him.

"Hehe, it seems this time I won't have to bleed. All those years of calling you 'Master' will probably have to come back to haunt me!"

Qiong Laogui looked at his only disciple with a complicated expression. He never expected that his impulsive decision would actually resolve his tribulations of so many years.

"I will collect all these materials you have, but it will take some time, especially the Condensed Vein Earth, Five Elements Soft Jade, and Earth Essence..."

These are not easy things to find!

Fortunately, I know of a place where the first-ranked Condensing Pulse Breath Soil can be found, but it will take some time to prepare.

Do you want to come along and see for yourself?

"I am willing to serve as your disciple!"

Chen Xuanzhou acted without the slightest hesitation; to hesitate even for a moment would be disrespectful to their ancestor.

"Very well, there's nothing more to prepare. Follow me!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Xuanzhou flew away into the sky.

Chen Xuanzhou, feeling dizzy and disoriented, thought to himself: Master, please give me a chance to speak!

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xuanzhou felt like he was going to vomit, just like when he first attended a department dinner, he felt nauseous.

When he recovered a little, he found himself in front of a huge mudflat, which connected to an endless sea.

"Master, where is this place?"

"This is the perilous rapids of the Panlong River. The condensing essence you seek can be found in the lair of one of the Bloodline Flood Dragons."

As they spoke, they crossed the mudflats and headed towards the vast, boundless "Great River".

This was the widest river Chen Xuanzhou had ever seen in both his lives combined, instantly broadening his previously troubled mind.

They flew for an unknown amount of time, encountering only a few fifth-tier demonic beasts along the way, but most of them immediately fled upon sensing the aura of Old Monster Qiong.

If it weren't for the fact that his Three Pure Ones Spiritual Eyes had been cultivated quite well over the years, he might not have been able to discover the traces of these demonic beasts.

At the same time, they also realized that even among those who had reached the Core Formation stage, there were vastly different differences. Thinking back to the original story, it took several Core Formation cultivators an unknown amount of time to finally defeat a Bloodline Flood Dragon.

Old Monster Qiong made no preparations whatsoever and dragged him into the Panlong River, clearly in the Tiannan region.

Even if there are fifth or sixth-tier demonic beasts, they still have to be kept in check, otherwise they might end up being used to make soup.

Chen Xuanzhou is now already fantasizing about whether he can obtain the inner core of that Blood Thread Dragon and see how it differs from the Golden Core of a cultivator that he has deduced.

Seemingly sensing Chen Xuanzhou's inner call, Old Monster Qiong spoke directly.

"I'll leave all the spoils from this trip to you. I'll only be responsible for dealing with Core Formation level opponents, how about that?"

Happiness came too suddenly, Chen Xuanzhou replied almost subconsciously.

"Master, you said it yourself!"

"Would your master lie to someone as insignificant as a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Stared at by Qiong Laoguai, Chen Xuanzhou chuckled awkwardly for the first time.

Since the other party had said so, he decided not to hide anything anymore.

He patted a corpse-refining bag next to him, and a clone that looked three-tenths like Chen Xuanzhou walked out of it.

His cultivation level has reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

"Huh! I knew you were hiding something, but I didn't expect it to be this clone technique. It looks pretty good."

However, such clones can only be used as a reliance, not as a foundation; otherwise, neglecting one's own cultivation would be putting the cart before the horse!

"Thank you for the reminder, Master. This clone technique was originally obtained from that demonic sect last time. It is incomplete and can barely be cultivated to the Core Formation stage."

"Then, due to the Demonic Core Technique, they will be unable to advance further."