Stronger from Earth

Chapter 226 - 225: Return to the Mountain

"Thick skin is a good habit; at least it helps you live longer," He Fang said lightly. "If you provoke an old demon in the future and they want to kill you, just take this seal out.

The top experts of the Federation, not many of them don’t recognize this seal of your Third Master. As long as they give a little face, it should save your life."

This was the reason he gave the Mountain-Throwing Seal to Wang Xuan. Zhao Hao was indeed lacking in morality; his way of praising Wang Xuan made him noticeable, which was quite a bad thing.

Wang Xuan nodded, keeping He Fang’s care in mind. This could be a matter of life and death; he couldn’t be careless.

"Got it, but can I still move around freely?"

He Fang pondered for a moment, frowned, and said, "Who knows? But you’d better stay at Immortal Martial Mountain, settle for a few years, and improve your cultivation, that way you’ll be safer."

Wang Xuan was speechless. "Then I’ll have to walk around with a new identity?"

"Indeed," He Fang said. "The sky’s not too high; the human heart is the highest. Every era has no shortage of the greedy, nor those unafraid of death. To pursue a slim chance of advancement, they’ll act no matter how dangerous."

He had lived far longer than Wang Xuan. What hadn’t he experienced? With much knowledge, he became more aware of the poison in people’s hearts; only caution can lead to a long life.

"Once your cultivation settles a bit more, you can walk around Earth freely. In the Celestial Immortal Realm, it’s considered safe in the Solar System. When you reach the True Immortal Realm, you can do whatever you like."

As he spoke, He Fang tossed a black jade to Wang Xuan and said lightly, "This was obtained by your master in the Hell Realm, the Earth Immortal Chapter and Celestial Immortal Chapter of the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture. Whether to cultivate it is up to you."

During his time in the Hell Realm, besides obtaining the head of a Demon King, this piece of jade was what he gained.

"In the near future, I will send you to a Martial Arts Hall, to temper you as a head for two years. Managing one area can train your abilities. You can choose where to go, whether to go or not.

During this period, you can do whatever you want as long as you don’t leave Earth."

The two left the Gate of Hell and returned to Immortal Martial Mountain. Wang Xuan never thought his journey to the Hell Realm would end so quickly, unable to participate any further.

He knew that in just a few days, he might have caught the attention of many big figures on the Mother Star, not to mention the strong ones from other races.

For a prodigy of his potential, other races would try to eliminate him at the first opportunity. Even if there’s no chance, they would launch a suicidal attack.

At this moment, Wang Xuan’s situation was truly dangerous. The Mother Star was relatively safe, but the safest place was still Immortal Martial Mountain.

Returning gloriously to Immortal Martial Mountain, Wang Xuan felt very relaxed. The sect gave him a great sense of security. Here, no unexpected incidents would happen, unless war reached the Mother Star.

Arriving at Immortal Martial Mountain, his sense of belonging to the sect gate was strong enough. Whether it was the elders or fellow disciples, they all exceeded his expectations.

"Mountain Lord, you’ve returned?"

The petite Chun Shui welcomed him, helping Wang Xuan take off his shoes and clothes, dressing him in comfortable attire, brewing tea, and giving massages while instructing her sister Qiushui to prepare a bath.

During the massage, Wang Xuan was extremely comfortable. Chun Shui talked to him about Black and White Mountain matters, so he wouldn’t be completely ignorant of his mountain.

In fact, Black and White Mountain had formed a balance. As Mountain Lord, he was supreme; whether in status or strength, he had dominion over others.

When he wasn’t around, the steward managed external matters while Chun Shui handled internal affairs. The sisters knew a lot and were tied to Wang Xuan for life, ensuring the steward wouldn’t harm Wang Xuan’s interests.

"Since it’s relatively stable for now, I shouldn’t have to intervene," Wang Xuan said, closing his eyes, his head resting on an incredibly soft and bouncy pillow. Chun Shui blushed slightly, massaging his temples.

The servants of Black and White Mountain didn’t understand his spiritual cultivation. In fact, among these people with far lower cultivation than his, when they had evil thoughts, he could easily detect it.

Qiushui sneaked in, throwing herself into Wang Xuan’s arms, wanting to surprise him, cooing, "Mountain Lord, Qiushui missed you."

The two sisters, awakening to love, devoted themselves entirely to Wang Xuan. As personal maids, they knew well their future fate; most such girls became the Mountain Lord’s concubines.

Unfortunately, Wang Xuan was solely focused on cultivation; before reaching the Earth Immortal Realm, he never entertained desires for men and women. And now as an Earth Immortal, he had no such reservations.

With eyes closed, he groped about a bit; the young girl’s shy body went limp, her eyelids fluttering. Wang Xuan chuckled, "Qiushui’s figure is becoming more voluptuous."

The Shuishui sisters were top grade, one gentle and graceful like a lady of nobility, the other lively and charming, pure yet seductive.

Unknowingly, the sisters had reached the age of maturity.

"Come, accompany the Mountain Lord in a good bath." Wang Xuan laughed heartily, sweeping the sisters up onto his shoulders.

Laughter from the bathroom was constant, water from the pool occasionally splashing out.

In his youth, when Wang Xuan read "Dream of the Red Chamber," he didn’t understand why Jia Baoyu could bathe for two hours under a maid’s service, splashing water everywhere.

It was only when he understood did he realize what it was all about.

Half an hour later, Wang Xuan emerged from the bath.

The Shuishui sisters, their faces flushed, assisted him with dressing, their faces showing a hint of resentment, for the Mountain Lord had long taken advantage, yet never truly welcomed them into his chambers.

"Not yet," Wang Xuan said. Having been served by them for a long time, these were his close people; the chances of them leaving were small, so he didn’t mind including them.

As long as there was no debauchery, no violation of mutual will, he had no reservations on the matter.

However, his heart was set on Lin Cheng. While satisfying his desires, he also considered her feelings. Without surprise, the senior schoolmate would become his wife. He couldn’t touch what belonged to her; this was a matter of respect.

Without proper self-control, reaching his current realm would have been impossible.

"Diet and sex are basic human needs," he pondered. "One is a survival instinct, without which we can’t live; the other is for reproduction, without which we can’t continue a lineage.

These instincts and desires are engraved in human bloodlines, hard to sever, and are a major source of human pleasure.

But if uncontrolled, they can lead to countless disasters, the root of many misfortunes, especially among the poor and the young.

Once basic needs are met, principles follow. Youth must guard against lust. Confucius saw clearly."

Wang Xuan, hands behind his back, descended the mountain, glancing at the Spiritual Bamboo Forest. The chubby panda Xiong Bamboo snored loudly, sleeping comfortably. Wang Xuan, using his finger as a sword, cut a piece of bamboo, turning it into many bamboo swords, practicing sword forms with them.

Having mastered the Primordial Spirit Sword, his talent in Sword Dao increased greatly, effortlessly employing various swordsmanship techniques.

After descending, he checked on the Dominator named Golden Turtle. It seemed the little creature had grown quite a bit; once ten meters in diameter, now it was fifteen.

It seemed the diet at Black and White Mountain was good, raising it robustly. It was ready for some blood refining.

Once he started alchemy, a batch of pills would earn back ten times the cost, a sure profit business.

Hearing that Dominator could carry mountains while walking, Wang Xuan took out the refined Mountain-Throwing Seal and threw it, transforming it into a small mountain on Dominator’s back.

Little Dominator immediately woke up and asked Wang Xuan, "Is it time to eat? What’s for lunch today?"

Every day, the steward prepared delicacies and spiritual objects for it, satisfying its appetite while giving it the potential to evolve.

"If you want to unleash the power of your bloodline, you need more training. I placed a small mountain on your back. Walking a hundred laps around Black and White Mountain daily is your goal."

In two or three months, you’ve only crossed two small stages; your progress is too slow. If you continue like this, your father will be disappointed.

Golden Turtle, work hard. Once you achieve the goal, I’ll have the steward give you additional meals."

After tricking Little Dominator, Wang Xuan leisurely headed towards the grand mountain in front, seeking He Fang.

Behind him, Little Dominator was puzzled, "Is my cultivation really slow? Can carrying a mountain really quickly enhance cultivation?"

Sensing Wang Xuan’s aura, which was now several times stronger, indicating his rapid improvement, and considering his father’s trust in Wang Xuan,...

the tradition of Dominator carrying mountains in tales supported the idea; this exercise should be effective.

Struggling under the small mountain, Little Dominator circled Black and White Mountain. At first the pace was fine, but the small mountain felt heavier with each lap.

After several hours and completing seventy or eighty laps, a thought occurred, "Is Wang Xuan tricking me?"

Thinking for a while, it couldn’t be sure, so it decided to continue.

"Tiring as it is, there’s really nothing to lose," it thought, persevering under the weight.

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