Chapter 395: Fate In The Mortal World

Zhang Daoling suddenly felt goosebumps on his skin when he heard Wang Xuan called him Brother Zhang. He immediately glared and subconsciously reached to grab his neck as if he was going to lift him up. Fortunately, Wang Xuan had reached the tenth-stage which meant he had a swift reaction. He was always on guard against Zhang's bad habit of randomly grabbing people for no reason.

Zhang glared and said, "Shut up, don't call me that."

"Brother Zhang, Patriarch, please assist me and grant me some techniques," begged Wang Xuan with his eager eye. He had some bold ideas in mind.

"I already gave you three techniques last time!" Zhang spoke up.

At this time, Wang Xuan had to be conscious of the dangers. If he really wanted to take a risk, there was no fault in him having more divine powers.

He whispered, “Didn’t I exchange the supreme scripture that only lunatics could practice with you for the three techniques?"

The other three fell silent at his words.All three turned to look at Zhang Daoling.

"Don't speak if you don’t know how to speak!" said Zhang, wanting to punch him.

Fang Yuzhu spoke up and said, "Later, you can ask Zhang Daoling for a light-reflection technique or a life-saving Dragon-tiger Pill. That should be enough."

"Thank you, Master Zhang!" Wang Xuan immediately bowed in gratitude.

Zhang Daoling touched the mirror with his hand and restrained himself from smashing it. He glanced at Maiden Fang, thinking to himself that they had all clearly arranged this in advance for him.

"Hades Blood, what do you think?" said Yan Yan with a smile.

The Patriarch of Hades Blood nodded and said, "I think it's feasible. Master Zhang has vast divine powers. If he grants techniques, they must be extraordinary."

"Do I look like I need your praise? The focus is on you!" Zhang glanced at him.

Then the Patriarch of Hades Blood realized that all three of them were looking at him, and there was no escaping it. They were urging him to grant techniques too!

"Since that's the case, I'll grant my young friend Wang Xuan three undying divine lights!" said Hades Blood while gritting his teeth. He bestowed them since Zheng Yuantian kept pretending to be him so he had temporarily sided with Wang Xuan.

The silver moon hung overhead, and several individuals sat cross-legged on the grass by the edge of the small reed-filled lake. They were meticulously carving intricate and elaborate divine runes. It was a grand gesture that allowed no room for sloppiness. In the real world, there were no more transcendent rules. Otherwise, breaking through super warships with these runes would be as easy as tearing a paper. Wang Xuan felt like a great sorcerer now, as if chanting incantations could summon external powers and cast powerful spells!

Old Zhang sneered and said, "Banishing spells, summoning extraterrestrial meteorites, wiping out cities and all that? Forget it. If our arts were to erupt with the support of mythical orders, we could easily pierce through the sky and incinerate hordes of deities."

Wang Xuan introspected. His body was filled with small clusters of light, the unparalleled patterns sealed by these people. He could easily mobilize them. The patterns were swimming in his flesh and resonating with his spirit. He silently pondered and was considering whether he should activate them to unleash the power of that level that could perhaps even crush someone to death! Now, he had various considerations.

Should I sneakily smash someone with his furnace lid or wait for a better opportunity?

"No, I'm getting a bit carried away. That's a peerless-level creature, and it can unleash its full power. I need to calm down, think clearly, and plan my next move."

Then, under the serene moonlight, Wang Xuan went to clean up that enormous Roc egg. He was prepared to entertain the four top experts without any remorse. High-quality ingredients were meant to be eaten. As for raising a pure-blooded Roc, he temporarily had no such intention. At this stage, he was under threat and was still struggling to survive himself. Where would he find the energy to raise such a beast? Besides, Maiden Fang had already said that this Roc egg had significant flaws, which meant it had a high probability of not hatching. Wang Xuan had set himself a clear goal. It was to live well and not be killed by the unparalleled experts in the great veil. In the process, he would strive to find new paths and reshape mythology.

The golden eggshell with patterns was extremely hard. Even ordinary transcendent beings might not be able to break it. In the night, it seemed to flicker with a faint golden flame. Fang Yuzhu took over directly when she saw Wang Xuan about to take out the Godslaying Banner and smash the eggshell. In the kitchen, she quickly prepared, fried, cooked, and fried again, then added some other side dishes. Wang Xuan brought tables and chairs to the lakeside. He also brought various ingredients, and served up some Celestial Liquor.

Seeing Fang Yuzhu's figure in the kitchen, Yan Yan smiled and said, "It's really rare to see Sister cooking and making dishes herself.

Sigh

, it's been a long time since I've seen it."

"You're in luck. These are delicacies made by the hands of several Demon Emperors. They are imbued with great fortune.

Hmm

, after eating dishes made by Maiden Fang herself, I can boast for a long time." The Patriarch of Hades Blood looked rough, but when it came to flattery, he was delicate and colorful.

"I haven't eaten Roc’s Egg for over one hundred and fifty years. These birds of prey are becoming rarer.

Hmm

, it tastes really good." said Zhang Daoling as he tasted it using his chopsticks. Golden light emanated from his mouth and nose, it gave him a look of nostalgia.

Qing Mu was in the manor. Naturally, he paid attention to the mythical figures as there was such a big event going on. He had already discovered that they were preparing for a meal.

What's that? Why are all the dishes on the table glowing? Is it fried gold, boiled gold, steamed gold?

He wondered.

Then with haste, Qing Mu personally brought a cart of food that included various fragrant, braised, fresh dishes, fruits, various platters, and a pile of aged wine.

"The egg of the Golden-winged Roc?" exclaimed Qing Mu. He was stunned when he learned what was on the table.

"Have a taste." Wang Xuan invited him to sit down, but Qing Mu did not stay because he felt immense pressure sitting with several mythical figures.

The Golden Roc egg was large enough to make over a dozen different dishes. Wang Xuan asked him to take away a plate of glowing food, and it left Qing Mu in a daze for a long time.

"I need to save some for my master." He held the plate carefully as he was afraid of dropping it.

"There’s still some left in the kitchen. You can take it with you," smiled Fang Yuzhu, waving her hand.

"This heartwarming scene is quite rare. Perhaps there's a slight chance my sister might fall into the mortal world. She seems to be liking it," said Yan Yan while resting her chin on her snowy white hand. She hadn't looked at the food on the table but had been observing Fang Yuzhu in the kitchen. She was showing an unusual expression.

"This is a good thing. We can come over for meals more often in the future," chuckled the Patriarch of Hades Blood while holding a wine glass. After drinking the Celestial Liquor, his body was covered in light, seemingly ascending once more in the dead of night.

"Demon Lord, aren't you going to stay in the mortal realm? How about showing off your skills in the kitchen?" Zhang Daoling daringly spoke up, suggesting Mistress Yan Yan to also cook.

"The person worthy of my cooking skills hasn't appeared yet," she said lazily. She held the Nightlight Cup with elegance as she took a sip of Celestial Liquor. Her demeanor was charming. However, at the corners of her eyes, there was not only charm but also the dominance of the leader of the demon clan. It was hidden beneath her softness, and it showed her supreme power over all.

That night, both hosts and guests enjoyed themselves. Wang Xuan sincerely thanked the four top experts and offered toasts to them frequently. During the banquet, he took out the scripture left by the severely mentally ill patient and showed it to them.

"I'm considering that since Patriarch Zhang practiced it without any incidents and even highly recommends it, then there shouldn't be any major problems," said Wang Xuan with a wagging tongue. He didn't want to drink much, but alas, that kind of wine could knock down even celestial beings. Old Zhang's expression instantly turned unfriendly as he realized that he was being used as an experiment.

In the deep night, the red-clothed Demon Lord flew away like a fairy, her graceful figure carried a shower of light.

Was it really the flesh and blood of a human bathing in moonlight and flying away?

Wang Xuan was astonished.

"I'll be leaving for now, but I'll be back soon," her voice echoed in the vast sky.

Zhang Daoling and the Patriarch of Hades Blood also departed. They first walked on the moon and then, shortly after, rode the bronze mirror and left the ground with a hazy and ethereal aura.

Wang Xuan sighed, "It's a pity. The end of the year is approaching, and in the future, this mortal world may never see such graceful figures flying again."

He lay on the bed. At this level, he didn't need sleep anymore. However he felt a bit intoxicated today, and his eyelids grew heavy. He slept in his clothes. Before falling asleep, he smelled the fragrance on his clothes again. Demon Lord Yan Yan was indeed audacious.

What exactly had she done?

It seemed that Fang Yuzhu and him had once been put together by her to share a bed.

The next day, Fang Yuzhu went to An City University early in the morning. She returned to her student status and blended into the university. She wanted to experience it for a short period of ten days or half a month. She wanted to read various books from ancient to modern times that span the entire history. Immortals that entered the mortal world and faced the impact of the times each had their own considerations. It doesn't matter whether it was Zhang Daoling, the Demon Lord, or Fang Yuzhu. Some had indeed accepted the cruelty of reality and wanted to integrate into the present world, like the Patriarch of Hades Blood. But there were also those who traversed the mortal world with high spirits and were accumulating their strength in tranquility. They were preparing to soar into the sky and bid farewell to the world!

Wang Xuan saw clearly and sighed, "There are some that want to adapt to the ups and downs of the world and live in the present. And there are some that want to transcend the mundane and depart from the mortal world. They are willing to fade away, yet they still radiate the brilliance of mythology, and are unwilling to extinguish the faith in their hearts. That pure and intense light of the immortal path is only dormant. It is waiting for the moment of breaking through the sky. It’ll either be reborn or be silent eternally."

Over the next few days, Wang Xuan studied scriptures and cultivated his strength. His strength had increased too fast recently. He wanted to deepen his understanding and accumulate his own foundation. He wasn’t in a rush to fight someone but he prepared earnestly and was striving to make himself stronger.

"Why bother struggling when the transcendent is disappearing from this world? " Wang Xuan sometimes wondered if all this still had any meaning.

He could only strive forward mainly because some people were ambitious, and wanted to survive the winter nights of transcendence by building on the bones of others. Others wanted to make a move on him, and he had no choice. So, he could only be more proactive!

"Wang Xuan, how are you and Little Fang?" Wang Xuan's dad's call came when he was standing in reality but wandering in the extraordinary realm.

Little Fang? At first, Wang Xuan didn't react, then quickly corrected, saying, "Dad, don't call her that. Sister Fang is a cultivator."

"Sister already? Looks like there's something going on. Little Fang is a very nice girl," Wang's mom chimed in. She sounded very pleased, obviously hovering over the phone.

"She's a transcendent!" Wang Xuan hurriedly reminded them while lowering his voice. Fang Yuzhu was next door, and she came back every night. She had learned to drive.

"I know, I asked Qing Mu about it. She's an immortal, isn't that even better? Son, put in more effort, marry a maiden immortal as your wife!"

Wang's mom lowered her voice and she looked even more delighted. She was not at all afraid, but was actively playing matchmaker, wishing she could be there to help out.

"Mom, stop it. Sister Fang might hear!" Wang Xuan believed that with Fang Yuzhu's strength and her living next door, there were hardly any secrets.

"It doesn’t matter even if she hears it. I know everything now, after the end of transcendence, and if you didn’t become an immortal, do you want me to come over and help you?" Wang Xuan's mother asked.

"Don't, Mom, please don't intervene. I know everything!" Wang Xuan immediately cut off his mother’s word.

"What do you know? You don't understand the situation. Even immortals are human. Meeting in the mortal world, that's fate!" said Wang's mom with frustration.

Next door, Fang Yuzhu was reading a book. The most beautiful women were those who were focused and quiet. She was elegant and graceful, her long hair fell on one side of her fair and pretty face. She put down the book and heard those conversations. She smiled gently, and showed no sign of anger. Then, she heard Wang's mom's more pressing words.

"Son, wait for us. Your dad and I will come over immediately, to An City. We’ll help you out. We've decided on her as our daughter-in-law!" said Wang Xuan’s mom. The couple was fixed on going over to help Wang Xuan.