Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World-Chapter 75 - Immortal Item Gathering
Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Immortal Item Gathering
Chapter 75 -75 Immortal Item Gathering
Immortal Items come both slowly and swiftly; as you wait, each day feels like an agonizing stretch, but when the day finally arrives, it hits you like a bolt from the blue, leaving you wondering if there’s anything you missed in your preparation.
Early this morning, just as the first light of the sun brightened the window lattice, Zheng Fa was roused from sleep by a gentle trembling.
As he opened his eyes, he noticed the Immortal Item, which he had been holding close, quivering restlessly, as if ushering him to get up.
He took out the Immortal Item and before he could figure out what was causing its tumultuous mood, the Immortal Item flashed twice and actually disintegrated into dust.
From the dust, a golden talisman fell out and transformed into two streaks of flowing light that sprinkled onto Zheng Fa’s calves.
Soft winds surged beneath his feet from thin air, lifting an unwashed-faced Zheng Fa upwards, rushing out of the room’s door, and flying towards the sky.
Mrs.
Zheng, who had awoken early to clean the house, watched him fly out of the courtyard, threw the cloth in her hand aside, and chased after him towards the entrance gate, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t catch up, leaving her no choice but to crane her neck and watch his figure disappear into the distance.
From the Zhao’s Mansion a street away, two figures flew out; one was the Seventh Young Master, the other was a woman unfamiliar to Zheng Fa.
In a small building where Mrs.
Zheng resided, a silhouette clung to a balustrade, gazing distantly at their departing figures, having waited for who knows how long.
From several other nearby mansions, a number of people also took flight.
Zheng Fa ascended higher and higher, and Jingzhou became smaller and smaller.
Looking up, he saw a boundless, colorful sea of clouds enveloping the sky.
His head plunged straight into a cloud.
When he emerged above the clouds, what filled his vision was a vast square—the colorful sea of clouds looked like undulating waves, yet stepping on them felt solid.
In the center of the square stood a grand hall, and behind it were five buildings of varying appearances.
“My sister told me, this is the Ascension Platform…” the Seventh Young Master approached mumbling, “Zheng Fa, just this flight alone, I feel it’s worth it!”
…You think I didn’t see how pale your face went from fear of heights just now?
Zheng Fa noticed a slightly younger boy glancing over at him the moment the Seventh Young Master addressed him.
This young man seemed somewhat familiar, as though he was also one of the few who had ascended from Jingzhou.
…
At Zhao Mansion, in Master Zhang’s courtyard.
The invited Mrs.
Zheng tightly clutched her daughter Zheng Shan’s hand, looking around at the people in the hall with a sense of restraint.
Aside from the courtyard’s hostess, Master Zhang, there were the lady of the house and the young Miss present.
“Mrs.
Zheng, there’s no need to worry.
Zheng Fa and my son both went to participate in the Immortal Item event, Master Zhang feared you would be concerned, thus she had you invited over.”
Although it was Master Zhang who invited Mrs.
Zheng, her demeanor remained indifferent as she looked at her, not speaking directly, but merely giving a subtle nod towards Mrs.
Zheng.
Mrs.
Zheng took a deep breath, the worrisome expression on her face fading away as she straightened her back and curtsied towards Master Zhang, “Thank you, Master Zhang.”
Master Zhang’s expression softened a bit.
With her personality, she somewhat looked down on Mrs.
Zheng’s more timorous nature, but Mrs.
Zheng’s earlier display indicated that although the mother considered herself weak, she was resolved not to embarrass her son in front of these people.
This earned her a trace of respect from Master Zhang, who took the initiative to explain, “That colorful cloud is the Ascension Platform, an artifact created by the Hundred Immortals Alliance a millennium ago specifically for selecting those with Immortal aptitude.
As long as one holds an Immortal Item, they will ascend to the Ascension Platform, it’s nothing bad.”
Mrs.
Zheng nodded gratefully.
Master Zhang flicked her finger, and a golden talisman appeared in the air; the space in front of everyone rippled like water—revealing a transparent “cloth” the size of half a wall emerged before them, displaying the scene of Zheng Fa and others atop the Ascension Platform.
“Brother!”
Zheng Shan cheered.
Only when she saw Zheng Fa unharmed did Mrs.
Zheng loosen her tight grip on Zheng Shan’s hand.
“Master Zhang!” A man’s voice came from outside the door; Master Zhang looked up to see Sun Daoyu, the man who had sought an Immortal Item the day before.
Sun Daoyu couldn’t help but praise when he saw the curtain of talismanic magic that Sister Zhang had conjured, “Sister Zhang’s Shadow Chasing Talisman is not inferior to the Nascent Soul’s Mirage and Moon Reflection Technique.
It is no wonder that she is called the foremost among those below the Nascent Soul stage in the art of talismanic magic.”
“It’s far from it.
It’s only because the Ascension Platform is near.” Sister Zhang didn’t believe this person was here to compliment her, her expression was very indifferent: “What is Junior Brother Sun here for?”
With an awkward smile, Sun Daoyu said: “This Immortal Item Assembly is a grand event of our Hundred Immortals Alliance, so I thought of coming over to Sister Zhang’s place to enjoy the lively atmosphere.”
“…”
Sister Zhang stared at him, her expression screaming two words: Disbelieving.
“Cough…
Master said, since Sister Zhang claims that Junior Brother Zheng’s talent exceeds that of my junior brother, why not bet on their performance in the Immortal Item Assembly?”
“A bet?” Sister Zhang frowned slightly: “What do you want?”
“That method of Foundation Establishment through the talismanic Dao from Sister Zhang.”
“…It seems Master Pang really has great confidence in that junior brother.” Only then did Sister Zhang realize, “He hasn’t even entered the door yet and you are already planning a cultivation method for his Foundation Establishment.”
“…” Sun Daoyu’s face turned sheepishly red, obviously touched by her revelation, and could only nod: “Since Sister Zhang has created the fastest record of Foundation Establishment in our Hundred Immortals Alliance with that method of the talismanic Dao, as my junior brother is quite talented in the talismanic Dao, my Master naturally wants to find the most suitable method for his Foundation Establishment.”
Sister Zhang looked at Sun Daoyu, and she also understood Master Pang’s intentions—both of their masters have had disagreements, but both being Nascent Souls, neither could do anything to the other, and they were quite evenly matched.
However, in the younger generation, she had been standing out with unrivaled prominence.
Master Pang’s lineage couldn’t compare to her, and even if they didn’t care about face, she had snatched away quite a few resources.
Naturally, Master Pang would want to cultivate a promising disciple to the fullest, even going so far as to request a fitting method for Foundation Establishment under the guise of a bet from her.
It seemed Sun Daoyu also realized she understood the underlying meaning and appeared uneasy, as if he expected she would refuse.
“Agreed!” Unexpectedly, Sister Zhang suddenly spoke: “I want that Void Spirit Eye technique from Master Pang.”
That stunned Sun Daoyu; he looked at Sister Zhang as if he had not expected her to agree so readily.
“Sister Zhang actually has so much confidence in that junior brother?”
Sister Zhang just smiled, not replying, while her gaze settled on the curtain.
In the image, Zheng Fa and the others had already started walking towards that grand palace.
…
As they approached the entrance of the grand palace, the youth who had been watching Zheng Fa suddenly moved to his and Seventh Young Master’s side.
“What do you want?” The Seventh Young Master asked with suspicion upon seeing his unfriendly demeanor.
The youth didn’t even glance at the Seventh Young Master, simply saying to Zheng Fa: “I am Zhou Qianyuan.”
It seemed he thought saying just his name was enough, didn’t do anything further, and simply bypassed the two, moving ahead.
“What’s there to be so proud of?” muttered the Seventh Young Master.
“A Single Spirit Root, a Geng Metal Dao Body, and a talent in the talismanic Dao that has caught the eye of a Nascent Soul master—if you were in his shoes, wouldn’t you be proud?” Zheng Fa replied with a light chuckle.
He also guessed why this person had been watching him.
With the youth’s talent and opportunities, he had probably never encountered setbacks since birth.
The refusal by Sister Zhang to give him the Immortal Item Command must have struck a nerve.
“…Is he targeting you?” Hearing this, the Seventh Young Master became a bit nervous.
“Targeting me?
He probably doesn’t even consider me worth his notice,” Zheng Fa shook his head: “He must think I took the Immortal Item Command that belongs to him.
Hmm, is this his way of showing off?”
“…Is there anyone more unreasonable than I am?” The Seventh Young Master’s eyes widened, clearly unable to comprehend Zhou Qianyuan’s thought process.
Zheng Fa didn’t care about him.
They followed the others into the grand palace, where a mirror half the height of a man stood in the center facing them.
“This is the Immortal Item Mirror, which can determine your initial rating based on your Spirit Root and Taoist Body,” the Seventh Young Master continued, relaying the information he had gleaned from his sister.
Zheng Fa saw that as each person passed by the mirror, a light flashed from within it, forming a circle of light at the person’s feet.
The circles of light came in three colors: purple, blue, and white.
White was the most common, blue less so, and purple was rare to see.
This must be the so-called initial rating.
