Stronger from Earth

Chapter 231 - 230: Manifestation and Accepting a Disciple

"Young master? Young master!"

The pretty-faced maid shook the young man. Zhang Han awoke from his reverie and looked at the bustling street; the figure of that immortal had already disappeared.

"Ming Xiang, was I just dreaming?"

Zhang Han looked at the exquisite pair of boots the servant held, still unsure, as the one who just floated away was indeed an immortal.

Since the immortal was willing to speak to him, it naturally indicated his destined opportunity had arrived. Yet everything happened so suddenly, he felt like it was a dream.

"Young master, this is not a dream. Oh dear, that immortal told you to go to Thunder Origin Mountain to find him. It must be your immortal fate." The maid stamped her foot and said.

The joy in Zhang Han’s heart turned into urgency. Indeed, he must reach Thunder Origin Mountain, which was fifty li away, within one hour and not let the immortal be disappointed.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for immortal fate! Who knows how many people dream of it. If missed, he would regret it for life.

Take action immediately!

"I’m going first. Ming Xiang and Brother Li, go back and tell my parents."

Saying this, he picked up Wang Xuan’s boots and hurried eastward without daring to delay for a moment. The immortal told him to walk, which was a strict command, so he dared not ride a horse.

There were many witnesses to this scene in the restaurant, each looking at Zhang Han with envy, some with jealousy in their eyes.

As for the restaurant owner, he was nearly dizzy with joy.

"Even immortals have visited my restaurant and drank my wine and food; what an honor! Which restaurant in the capital has such a chance?

Only mine! Only mine! Hahahaha!

I will change the name, turning it into ’Linxian Pavilion’, the blessed land for immortal visitation!"

Due to Wang Xuan’s casual action, this restaurant gained great benefits. Its reputation would soon spread and become a famous tourist spot, attracting visitors from all directions.

Now, as Zhang Han sprinted away, he, youthful and vigorous, hung the boots around him and ran with determination.

After running ten li, he didn’t feel tired. As he thought about the immortal fate waiting for him, he felt endless strength and motivation.

However, after more than ten li, his steps became heavier, and he was panting as if out of breath. Although he had good bones and a strong foundation, after all, he was a young master of a wealthy family and never endured such hardship.

Wang Xuan’s figure hovered in midair, the Celestial Escape Invisibility Jade making him invisible as he silently observed Zhang Han.

He intended to establish a divine sect on this planet and ultimately needed to accept disciples; he couldn’t do everything personally. Moreover, to make people believe in him, he needed influential local individuals to benefit and expand his influence, gaining nationwide fame!

"This kid’s physical condition is quite good, such vigor, others might think he’s rushing home to his bridal chamber. But unfortunately, too much stamina wasted, doesn’t even know how to run properly." Wang Xuan shook his head.

The boy was thirteen or fourteen in those luxurious and decayed great families, considered half-adult already. Most had lost their Pure Yang, indulging in nightly pleasures. By their twenties or thirties, their bodies became too weak, affecting both cultivation and longevity.

But Zhang Han was still a virgin, which satisfied Wang Xuan somewhat. Otherwise, with his essence frequently leaking and excessive desires, his cultivation speed would naturally decrease significantly.

This level of self-control was rare among his peers, his endurance quite commendable.

"Ah, why haven’t I arrived yet?" The boy ran over thirty li, his legs felt like lead, moving laboriously, gasping like a broken bellows.

He no longer knew how long it had been or how far he had run; the fatigue made him feel hopeless, but he persisted on sheer willpower, staggering forward.

If he lost this once-in-a-century opportunity for immortal fate, he would never be reconciled, and his family would be disappointed. If he gave up, he would become a lifelong laughingstock.

"Aren’t I a virgin? Why am I so weak?" Zhang Han thought his body wasn’t strong enough and wished he had trained harder.

He felt lucky his family was strict. His father had many wives and concubines at a young age, and by thirty, was already impotent, his health declining daily.

Therefore, his father kept a tight rein on him, warning him not to fool around, to preserve his body. If he found out Zhang Han was prematurely indulging in women, he’d break his legs.

He did have a maid prepared, but one day when he was blood-boiled attempting indulgence, the little maid hid, shedding tears as he tried to undress her. She was his personal maid; taking Ming Xiang was justified.

Furious, he questioned her, only to find out his close maid was a Stone Maiden; he was speechless in his affection for her, feeling resentful towards his father.

Did he have to be so ruthless?!

With a wave of Wang Xuan’s hand, a wave of spiritual qi surged into Zhang Han’s body, quickly relieving his fatigue and restoring much of his energy.

"I feel full of strength! I will seize this immortal fate, become an immortal and cure Ming Xiang, so I can press her onto the bed without delay."

Zhang Han had too many reasons to continue forward, supporting his resolve, and in one breath, he arrived at Thunder Origin Mountain, with Wang Xuan already sitting atop, observing this boy.

"Zhang Han, what brings you to Thunder Origin Mountain?" Wang Xuan asked loudly, and despite the several hundred meters distance, Zhang Han heard him clearly.

Zhang Han respectfully knelt down, placing a pair of boots on the ground, and said, "Immortal above, I am in awe of your immortal grace, willing to serve at your side, for tranquility and freedom."

Wang Xuan rose, floating down, and the pair of boots automatically fitted onto his feet.

"Oh?! So you’re saying you wish to become my disciple, pursuing the immortal path? The path of immortality is hard, requiring constant cultivation; can you endure such hardship?"

The boy nodded vigorously, replying repeatedly, "I can endure hardship, I can endure hardship. I implore immortal to accept me!"

Wang Xuan said lightly, "I tested you and found your character passable, able to endure some hardship, making me barely satisfied.

However, your aptitude is not enough to be my True Disciple. Would you be willing to be an Initiate Disciple, staying by my side to study the immortal way?

If you gain my approval one day, you’ll be accepted as a True Disciple."

He did see this boy’s potential, but not enough to make him his first disciple. Choosing someone to inherit his mantle required careful consideration and could not be easily decided.

Furthermore, most True Disciples in the Immortal Martial Mountain weren’t decided until reaching the True Immortal Realm, and he was still an Earth Immortal, unqualified as yet.

Zhang Han quickly thought; he knew he had no choice otherwise, angering the immortal meant everything would go to waste.

"Greetings, Master!" Zhang Han immediately kowtowed three times to Wang Xuan, remarkably respectful.

In a distant cloud of dust, a group of soldiers riding warhorses approached swiftly and had already reached ten meters before Wang Xuan.

"You are the Immortal Master people speak of?" A general in battle attire, strikingly imposing with strong vitality, looked down on Wang Xuan from his steed.

Such disrespectful actions and words displeased Wang Xuan. He did not expect them to dismount a hundred meters away to show respect, yet speaking while still mounted was indeed too proud.

Zhang Han recognized this person immediately. It was the Grand General of the court, holding great power unimaginable within Great Jin.

He thought about greeting, but remembering himself as the Immortal Master’s disciple, even just an initiated one, he should observe how his master dealt with this situation.

"Such a dashing general." Wang Xuan laughed aloud, ignoring the hundreds of riders, "Get back and tell the emperor, I am displeased. Have him personally come to Thunder Origin Mountain to apologize, or this matter won’t end."

The Grand General drew a Big Mace, glaring coldly at Wang Xuan, "A Jianghu Sorcerer deceiving people. This general has searched for immortals for the emperor for several years, yet found only imposters full of trickery.

Let’s see what you’re capable of under this general’s weapon! If you can’t survive, then die for me!"

He shouted furiously, urging his horse to attack, intending to kill Wang Xuan on the spot.