Stronger from Earth-Chapter 60: Mountain Gate Disciples

On the bustling and vibrant streets, flashy cars sped by, and various signs on either side attracted customers, with shops waiting for patrons to arrive.

"Boss, bring two more cases of liquor," Gao Lin, leading a group of brothers, was eating and drinking, already drunk and flushed in the face.

"About the money..." the boss asked cautiously.

Gao Lin glared, showing off his authority: "Just put it on my tab, don’t I have that much face?"

"Alright, alright." The boss bowed and went to grab the liquor, truly not daring to provoke the Invincible Iron Fist Gang.

Streets, districts, areas, city zones, they all have gang members from the Invincible Iron Fist Gang managing them, each district with its own establishment, their influence, overt and covert, is significant.

On the surface, they’re a security company, paying taxes as they run drinking and entertainment venues like bars, dance halls, nightclubs, and even casinos, supporting a group of people, living quite well.

Despite Gao Lin’s imposing demeanor in front of the boss, he was internally frustrated; recently his days had been getting tougher. In fact, every local kingpin in Yuzhang City was facing hard times, even if the Invincible Iron Fist Gang was led by an Earth Immortal.

"Shorty, why are there so many overseas dragons here lately? Each has remarkable skills, and though they seem ordinary, when it comes down to it, they dare to point at us and curse, even kill some of our guys without us daring to retaliate.

The key is, you can’t even tell who not to provoke, we don’t dare act, even at a one-in-ten chance, mess it up and we’re out of luck.

When have we ever been so stifled? Is this still the life of street gangs, or have we become turtles hiding in their shells?"

The crew-cut head was quite angry, and Shorty and several other brothers hurriedly nodded. What Gao Lin said was truly accurate; recently, they were really acting meekly.

"Boss, didn’t the gang leader say that recently Yuzhang City has gathered dozens of Earth Immortals, and quite a few forces have rushed in. We can’t afford to provoke them, we can only lay low." Shorty said.

"Acting like grandsons, who the hell wants to stay in the gang? Might as well find a job and work honestly!" Gao Lin swore angrily.

Shorty spoke cautiously, "Boss, we just can’t find any good jobs, relegated to scraping by, waiting to die, that’s why we’re in the gang. With no education and a criminal background, good jobs are even harder to find, ow!"

He had just finished speaking when Gao Lin patted his head: "Would you die if you didn’t tell the truth!"

After a few hours of drinking and eating, three or four people swayed as they left. Their days were tough, including those overseeing the streets like Zhou Hu and overseeing districts like the Red-clothed Guest, their superiors were also troubled.

The Mountain Gate people were gathering, even fools could guess the reason, but guessing was useless as the interests were already divided, and they began to cut flesh.

"Zhou Hu, how’s the district lately?"

The Red-clothed Guest carried a knife on his waist, his left hand bearing a wound, still not healed; just the day before, he fought a disciple of the Upper Purity Palace and was at a disadvantage.

He was at the Peak of Organ Refining, while the other was a Bone Marrow Refining cultivator, born into a prestigious family, cultivated on the mountain for years. If not for his extensive combat experience, he might have struggled to defeat the opponent.

In half a month, with powers from both Jiangyou Province and other provinces, most were Immortal Martial Mountain allies, some were affiliates of Celestial Sword Mountain, and others were deep-rooted forces coming to extend their reach.

The Three Divine Palaces, Celestial Dao Mansion, Shangyuan Palace, Eight Dragon Temple, True Martial Mountain, each had immortals bringing disciples for opportunities.

"The brothers under my command have been a lot more disciplined, with no conflicts with outsiders, you can rest assured. Oh, and how’s your wound?" Zhou Hu asked with concern.

The Red-clothed Guest chuckled: "No worries, just a minor injury."

At the station, Wang Xuan stood again on the soil of Yuzhang City, his appearance and body transformed, still hidden in disguise.

"Seems like nothing’s changed," he murmured, "Didn’t the web say there were many immortals here? Haven’t seen one flying in the sky."

If there were female immortals, wonder if they wore dresses. If someone filmed from below, it’d be quite awkward.

"Eh? A new Sword Hall has been built here, Celestial Sword Hall, is it affiliated with Celestial Sword Mountain?"

He walked all the way to University City before restoring his original appearance. University students brought extraordinary bustling energy to this place, youthful vigor was everywhere.

Along the way, he truly felt many strong auras, and many people with energy as fiery as a furnace. Previously, when his cultivation level wasn’t enough, he hadn’t noticed the hidden talents among the crowd.

"The Martial Arts Halls have many new faces, their auras are quite strong indeed." Wang Xuan walked into the Martial Arts Hall, as various familiar students greeted him, many of whom were lovely beauties.

As an assistant instructor, his demonstrated combat power was the strongest among the assistant instructors, naturally earning him respect.

From the practice hall came the sound of martial arts grunting. As Wang Xuan walked through, Elder He was still lazily lying on the rocking chair, but behind him stood a woman with a cold disposition.

A slightly round face, shoulder-length short hair, her figure was exquisite under fitted clothes, her slender fingers carved like jade, her serene charisma like the moon, imparting an aura of solitude.

Even Wang Xuan couldn’t help but raise his brows, scrutinizing carefully; she was a beauty surpassing Bai Yuzhen, yet possessed a cool and lonely aura reminiscent of Chang’e.

"Little Four, can you not even give your master a shoulder rub? My old arms and legs have finally waited for you to become pillars, able to shoulder heavy responsibilities, yet now I should rest."

He the Sixth sighed remorsefully, but the woman behind him paid no heed. As cultivators age, they become mightier; seeming feeble, yet were the whole planet to move, it would be staggering.

"Master, why did you call me here? Xiyue was cultivating near the stars, yet you summoned me back, surely there is a reason?" the woman spoke, the fourth disciple of He the Sixth, her cultivation also notable.

"Oh, nothing much, just missed my precious disciple. I only have six disciples, and you’re my only girl, they say daughters are the cozy little jackets of fathers, I’m half a father to you too, why aren’t you ever close to me?" He the Sixth rambled.

Beside them, Chen Qingniu chuckled, just to be whipped by a Primordial Qi Long Whip: "Not focused on martial arts practice! One month has passed, yet you’ve not reached the Earth Immortal level, how could I have such a daft disciple?"

Chen Qingniu felt innocent, asking him to break through in a month, wasn’t that a hardship for him? Whereas the female disciple received much affection; indeed, hearts have grown cold.

"If there’s nothing else, I’m going back," Lin Xiyue said plainly, her demeanor excessively cold even before her master, an aura from the bone, not targeted at anyone.

"Xiyue, I know you prefer solitude, ignoring worldly affairs, yet don’t become a stone; is your master harder to face than the empty, cold outer space?" He the Sixth urged.

"Worldly affairs sully the mind, I wish not to face mundane matters, better to keep my eyes at peace." Lin Xiyue replied.

He the Sixth shook his head: "Alright, master understands, but you still cannot leave, you’ve been in the Pure Yang Realm for ten years, nearing the Divine Infant level, needing to absorb high-quality special energy to condense Nascent Qi. The newly emerged Eight-armed Celestial King Realm holds your opportunity."

"Fine, I will find a tranquil place here to train," Lin Xiyue departed. In the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, there were many villas; she’ll find one, set up an array, and temporarily reside, for indeed her master meant well.

Wang Xuan approached, giving a thumbs up: "Elder He, your female disciple is truly beautiful, absolutely a fairy, any man would be moved."

"Hmph, as if I needed your opinion. If she were ugly, would I accept her as a disciple? Oh, I’m just joking, Xiyue you can pretend you didn’t hear." He the Sixth suddenly realized, his fourth disciple hadn’t gone far. With her cultivation level, knowing what was happening within dozens of miles is effortless.

Glancing at Wang Xuan, he was genuinely surprised: "You brat, how has your cultivation level leapt twice? Seems your fortune is remarkable."

He could naturally discern Wang Xuan’s cultivation, from the Peak of Skin Refining upon departure to the Peak of Organ Refining, advancing swiftly, considering it’s been only half a month.

And for his disciples like Chen Qingniu, during Body Refining levels, each realm typically took a year or two, laying the foundation, without rapid upgrades.

Chen Qingniu also exclaimed in wonder: "If this keeps up, could you catch up with me within a year? Remarkable indeed."

"You’ve given me too much praise. I just compressed time for too long, now my cultivation is exploding all at once." Wang Xuan responded modestly.