Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 478: In His Embrace, Left and Right

“Hmm, there are quite a lot of people in this box—at least a dozen,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy murmured in surprise.

The moment Luo Hongxia opened the box, she glimpsed a dozen Fusion cultivators and one half-baked Transcendent Tribulation cultivator lying inside, all piled up like a mountain.

The silent old monk was bathed in blood, yet bore not a single wound. Qiu Jin’an and Yang Ding cracked their knuckles, eagerly awaiting their next prey to bite the bait.

“Come, hand over control of your body to this immortal. I shall take a closer look inside.”

Cold sweat poured down Lu Yang’s back as he vehemently protested with his life. “Immortal Fairy, our Dao-Seeking Sect has plenty of activities. There’s no need to fixate on this one. This wastes too much time.”

“Alright then,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy conceded, adopting her loyal minister’s suggestion graciously.

Lu Yang hastily bid goodbye to Luo Hongxia and sped away. Behind him, he heard voices filled with schadenfreude.

“Fellow Daoist Luo, I heard you were beaten by Sect Leader Lu—is it true? Where are Fellow Daoist Qiu and Fellow Daoist Yang...”

Lu Yang quickened his pace.

Soon, an unfamiliar sight captured his attention. “This is...”

Lu Yang saw a small tent packed with cultivators sitting atop a familiar array, clutching torn talismans with vacant stares, their minds clearly wandering elsewhere.

A wooden plaque beside the tent read: Dao-Seeking Sect: Origins

“Acting Sect Leader!” A familiar face popped up from behind the tent. It was Tao Yaoye, whom Lu Yang hadn’t seen in quite some time. Upon noticing him, she broke into a sweet smile.

“Congratulations on your promotion, Senior Brother Lu,” she teased.

Lu Yang showed a wry smile. “Spare me from the teasing, Junior Sister.”

Noting his embarrassment, Tao Yaoye changed topics. “Since many experts and prodigies will gather in the sect for the celebration, I seized the chance to promote the Dreamlike Bubble Mirage.”

Lu Yang nodded, though he had already guessed from the array on the ground.

“How’s the reception?”

“Not bad. It shouldn’t be difficult to promote this in the future.”

The Dreamlike Bubble Mirage was essentially an illusory domain, hardly novel to the cultivators attending the celebration. For them to praise it meant that not only was the concept unique, but the content was also interesting.

“What is the Dreamlike Bubble Mirage about this time?”

“The origins of our Dao-Seeking Sect.”

Lu Yang gaped. “You could dramatize something like our founding ancestor getting lost, asking for directions, and thus establishing the Dao-Seeking Sect?”

“I made slight adjustments.

“The founding ancestor, Innate Daoist Priest, was restless and had a monkey mind. At a loss, his cultivation became mired in stagnation. During meditation, an immortal appeared. When he asked where the pure land of ultimate bliss lay, the immortal told him to journey north, where he would find answers. Along the way, our founding ancestor vanquished demons, witnessed countless injustices in the world, and finally understood that the pure land resided within one’s heart. Thus, he founded the Dao-Seeking Sect in the mountains, symbolizing that amidst the unfairness in life and the obscure immortal path, one should seek the Dao within their heart.”

Lu Yang, “...”

So you only kept the founding ancestor’s name?

Well, at least it makes the Dao-Seeking Sect’s history more dignified. Surely the founding ancestor wouldn’t mind such trivial matters.

“Any challenges with the Dreamlike Bubble Mirage? Do you need me to approve additional funding for you?” Lu Yang flexed his authority.

Tao Yaoye hastily declined.

“Keep up the excellent work then. Jiayou!” He offered a few words of encouragement before leaving.

After passing a few stalls, he found Meng Jingzhou delivering a fervent speech.

“Fellow Daoists! Mortals chase romantic affairs, but for us cultivators, they’ll only squander our time. Bedroom affairs drain our vitality, impair our memory, and scatter our focus, severely hindering our cultivation progress.

“Moreover, why waste time on romantic relationships when you could be in seclusion and cultivating? Look at me! Do you see this refined power? It’s the result of forsaking romantic affairs! As the number one Golden Core cultivator representing the Dao-Seeking Sect, my success speaks for itself!

“You all know Sect Leader Lu, right? Don’t be fooled by how he’s the sect leader now. A few days ago, when we met in his cave abode with only one chair, he insisted I take a seat! Do you know what that means? It means even the sect leader yields his seat to me!”

The cultivators drawn by Meng Jingzhou’s speech gasped softly. This is truly impressive.

“I have sworn an oath to heaven that I shall not marry or engage in romantic affairs until I become an immortal!

“Do you wish to attain achievements like mine?!”

“Yes!” Several shills planted in the crowd shouted enthusiastically.

Meng Jingzhou nodded, visibly pleased. “I have a secret technique here that can eradicate all desires for romantic affairs. Any volunteers want to try it?”

No one responded, but after several seconds, one person raised their hand and stepped forward.

“I’ll give it a try.”

Meng Jingzhou’s face lit up with joy. Someone actually wants to be like me! He eagerly prepared to unleash his Single’s Curse Fist.

Li Haoran stepped onto the platform.

“Senior Brother Meng, could you let me try?”

Meng Jingzhou’s face darkened immediately. If I punch Li Haoran, I’m afraid I’ll have to make another trip to Wilderness Province.

Seeing Meng Jingzhou’s gloomy expression, Li Haoran felt a secret thrill of satisfaction. Back when I hadn’t formed my golden core yet, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou constantly hovered around me, claiming they were Golden Core “experts” and messing with my mental state. Today, I’ve finally gotten my revenge.

“Haoran, you’re here?” A gentle female voice sounded surprised as a fragrant breeze swept by. Su Yiren appeared and clung to Li Haoran’s arm.

She had searched everywhere before finally finding him here. With the number of people at the celebration, using her spiritual consciousness to scan the crowd would have been impolite, so she had no choice but to search with her own eyes.

Li Haoran’s pupils contracted. He didn’t expect Su Yiren to track him down despite his hiding in the Dao-Seeking Sect.

Noticing Li Haoran’s panicked expression, Lu Yang was secretly exhilarated. He was the one who had invited Su Yiren. After all, inviting a secluded Fusion cultivator to the sect’s celebration is perfectly reasonable.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” Qin Yanyan emerged from the crowd, pouting. Embracing each other in broad daylight—how improper!

Mom? The crowd had initially envied Li Haoran for attracting a beauty, but now, they looked at him with strange expressions.

“Is this what they call 'cross-generational friends?’” Man Gu mused. He was one of the planted shills in the audience earlier. He had only heard about Li Haoran’s fiancée and her child after he returned from Wilderness Province.

“Come, there are so many interesting things here. Let’s go explore!” With irresistible strength, Su Yiren dragged Li Haoran away without giving him a chance to refuse.

Qin Yanyan followed beside Li Haoran, shooting warning glances at the couple, though to little effect.

With both mother and daughter in his embrace, left and right, Li Haoran became the envy of passers-by.

Lu Yang watched the scene with immense satisfaction.

“Little Junior Brother.” Yun Zhi’s voice startled Lu Yang.

“Big Senior Sister, what’s the matter?”

Yun Zhi frowned slightly, seeming perplexed. “We invited many Fusion cultivators, but why does it feel like very few actually came?”

Lu Yang inwardly replied, Maybe you should take a look inside that box. They’re all probably lying down and resting.

“No idea.” Lu Yang played dumb. What else could I say? Suggest she charge into the box and go on a rampage?

“Then come with me to look for them.”