This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 469 - 467: The Physique is Just a Bit Stronger Than the Martial God

Wu Wang passed out, but not completely. His Divine Soul was undeniably at the level of the strongest, so how could he really pass out from pain? The comatose state of his incarnation was merely an instinctive self-protection.

At this moment, Wu Wang's spiritual mind returned to his body, and he clearly but slowly experienced the pain of "Blood Point."

After a thousand needles pierced into his skin, they gently tweaked his veins and channeled wisps of Spiritual Energy into them, rapidly changing his physical constitution and nourishing his body.

It could not be said to be a rebirth from the marrow, but it was also akin to being flayed and having one's tendons pulled out.

Isn't cultivation supposed to be a very happy affair? Do those delicate female cultivators also have to go through this once? And those children before, their wills were so firm, how did they all endure such pain, with at most just a few muffled groans...

Wu Wang suddenly felt a bit unconfident. Was he originally so afraid of pain?

The trial of this incarnation that Zhong had arranged for him indeed had deeper meanings.

Suddenly, he heard the conversation between the old martial master and Uncle Shan beside him.

Uncle Shan was clearly a bit panicked. "What's happening to my bug? Old Master, I've also undergone the Blood Point, and it was just a bit itchy with no big deal, so why has he fainted?"

"No need to worry, he passed out from the pain," the old martial master said unhurriedly.

"What should I call you?"

"Sanshan, you can just call me Xiao Shan."

"Xiao Shan, your little bug here is a treasure."

The old martial master chuckled, appearing very calm, but in fact, his speech was almost too rapid to restrain.

"With a constitution like this, let alone in our Luili Realm, even if you add up all the Twelve God Realms protected by the Martial God, there are only about seven or eight every hundred years. Such a physique is called one of the Three Great Treasure Bodies by the Martial God, the most suitable talent for cultivation. His future achievements will definitely not be limited to a martial master; the sky over this small town is far too narrow for him. The awakening of Bloodline Power for one of the Three Great Treasure Bodies is a very painful process, but it also brings the greatest gains in the Blood Point ceremony, at least increasing the person's strength by the force of one ox."

"What's the force of one ox?"

"Set by the respected Martial God, it's the strength of early-stage cultivators. The peak strength of an ordinary person is that of one ox, just like you."

Wu Wang breathed a real sigh of relief in his heart. He had almost thought that Newton the Heavenly God had arrived! These things the Martial God has set up...are so ordinary.

He listened again as the old martial master said, "The Three Great Treasure Bodies refer to the Pure Liuli King physique with peak physical strength and unparalleled control of force, the Twilight Star Chaser physique with unmatched speed and agility, and the kind of martial artist who can be called indestructible, with the strongest endurance and incessantly boiling blood and qi, the Karmic Fire Red Lotus physique.

"Of course, the Three Great Treasure Bodies are only a sign of one's extraordinary innate talent, making the path to becoming a master somewhat simpler. Every hundred years, several young people with a Treasure Body will emerge, but only about one or two in ten of them will eventually become a master in their own right. Xiao Shan, do you know why?"

Uncle Shan muttered, "No background, no wealth. With talent and aptitude, they will definitely be favored by great martial masters, cultivated from a young age, to guard and protect their households."

"That's only part of the reason," said the old martial master in a measured tone. "More importantly, the Three Great Treasure Bodies are not without bottlenecks on the path of cultivation. High aptitude only means a higher potential; the trials that must be faced still have to be experienced.

"Martial artists are divided into five realms, each realm with either nine or six grades. After beginning with body forging and internal qi surging, spiritual power returning to the origin, anyone with more than the strength of two oxen can be called a martial artist. Martial artists who continue to cultivate, harboring the strength of ten thousand catties and able to break willow leaves with a punch, can be called a martial master. Those few martial masters you see in the town are actually people who could not make it in the big cities, and their path of cultivation has already been blocked—they are discarded.

"Above the martial master is the Martial Soul Realm, where the soul begins to grow stronger, and control over oneself and each bit of force can reach an exquisite degree. One's eyes can observe the minute, and one's ears can hear the sound of a butterfly's wings—this is the beginning of transcending the mortal world. Qiu Li and Dong Gao—one is at the Martial Soul seventh grade, the other at the Martial Soul fourth grade. Above the Martial Soul Realm are the Martial Spirit Realm and the Martial Emperor Realm. The Martial Spirit Realm is divided into six grades. Anyone who steps into this realm is a guest of city lords and generals."

Qiu Li laughed from the side, "My father is in the Martial Spirit Realm."

"AH," waved the old martial master, "it's nothing, not worth mentioning."

Uncle Shan's voice shook. "Can my little bug also cultivate to your level?"

The old martial master smiled. "If he is diligent enough, and has the comprehension to match his aptitude, willing to endure hardship and put in the effort, how could surpassing me be difficult?"

"Then, then! I entrust him to you! I'm begging you, old sir! You can beat him, scold him, even if you take him as your grandson, it's all fine with me and his Aunt. As long as the child can have a good future, that's all that matters!"

"Ah, please stand up, stand up quickly. I mentioned this to you because I have something to remind you of."

Old Qiu said in a deep voice, "The Three Great Treasure Bodies are known as the strongest physiques. Under the protection of the Martial God, there are countless living beings and, consequently, countless forces. Our Luili Realm is not considered strong among the Twelve Realms governed by the Martial God, and there have been many incidents where the Three Great Treasure Bodies were taken away. Although I live in seclusion here, I still have some connections. I myself possess superior cultivation techniques, as well as three to five thousand years of experience in cultivation and combat. The matter of his Treasure Body is best kept secret. Staking my last breath, I shall impart all my skills to him, to see if we can cultivate a good seedling for the Luili Realm.

"The competition among the Twelve Realms every fifty years determines the allocation of treasures, minerals, food, water sources, and even Spiritual Energy for each realm. This is of the utmost importance for the Luili Realm, which has been at the bottom every year, forcing us to sacrifice a portion of our population... Alas, it's a long story. You only need to know that if the matter of Little Bug's Treasure Body gets out, it would not be good for him, nor would it be good for the entire Luili Realm. After all, I am old and weak, willing but unable to protect him."

"I understand what you're saying, Elder," Uncle Shan hastened to say. "Don't worry, let's also keep this from the child and just tell him his aptitude is mediocre, to prevent him from becoming arrogant."

"That's right, that's right, your idea is indeed very good."

Old Qiu smiled and nodded, exchanging pleasantries with Uncle Shan for a while.

Meanwhile, Wu Wang's spiritual mind had returned to his incarnation. Although he was now able to wake up, he continued to feign unconsciousness to avoid their embarrassment.

It seems resources are a bit tight in the Twelve God Realms controlled by the Martial God. But overall, perhaps because the Martial God was once the younger brother of the Ancient Emperor of the Suiren Clan, life in these Twelve God Realms is still quite decent. To give it to you straight, the part of the Luili Realm that Wu Wang had seen with his own eyes was already well-ordered and relatively peaceful. This could even be seen from the fact that every evening in the town, several young couples would sneak into the woods. The hierarchy established by the Martial God, with its ranks of Martial Artist, martial master, Martial Soul, Martial Spirit, Martial Emperor... is quite adolescent. "Let's go for a 'Youngster Soaring to the Skies' scene."

Wu Wang chuckled to himself. Just when he wanted to take this opportunity to feel the ins and outs of the spiritual power moving on its own within his body, his main body heard a bell sound.

"HEE HEE, Master, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"

"It's alright," Wu Wang said indifferently. "Seven or eight every hundred years doesn't stand out too much."

"It's not seven or eight, you know."

The voice of Zhong Ling, playful, floated around inside Wu Wang's spiritual mind: "It is that every hundred years, the Martial God sneakily takes out three drops of Essence Blood. Each drop of Essence Blood is divided into three parts, corresponding to strength, speed, and endurance, and then he cultivates nine little experts. It can be said that the Martial God has grand ambitions; the covert army of martial artists he is cultivating has already become quite sizable."

"Oh?" Wu Wang frowned and said, "If that's the case, the Martial God would surely sense the Treasure Body. How did you manage to create this incarnation for me?"

"You're not of the Three Great Treasure Bodies," Zhong Ling said with a laugh. "It's because their method of opening spiritual awareness can at best reveal the Three Great Treasure Bodies, nothing more than that."

"So, the physique of this incarnation is..."

Zhong Ling proudly exclaimed, "The Primordial Supreme Chaotic Heavenly God Body!"

"Speak human."

"It means your aptitude is a bit higher than the Martial God's, ensuring that the potential of this incarnation can firmly suppress the Martial God."

Wu Wang's spiritual mind remained undisturbed. Just a small scene.

「...」

Wu Wang slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him were four faces positioned in the four cardinal directions.

Old Qiu, whose bearing was like that of an immortal with hair as white as a crane's, asked with a cheerful smile, "Awake?"

Qiu Li asked in a soft voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Uncle Dong Gao also showed concern by asking, "Does your body still hurt?"

Uncle Shan looked around and suddenly realized that it seemed inappropriate not to say something, so he said with a smile, "If you don't get up, you'll have to squat to pee from now on!"

Wu Wang's eyes widened, and he sprang up in a jolt, instinctively looking down.

Qiu Li covered her eyes and turned away, feeling somewhat violated, while Dong Gao and Old Qiu nearly laughed out loud.

A seasoned hunter must learn how to tell a dirty joke.

"Let's wait in the courtyard," Old Qiu called out to Qiu Li and Dong Gao, leaving the chic and elegant wooden house.

Uncle Shan hugged Wu Wang in an embrace that nearly left him breathless.

"Little bug! You get to become Old Qiu's disciple now!"

"Uncle, slow down, slow down! Is the old master going to take me as his disciple?"

"HEH HEH!"

Uncle Shan let go of Wu Wang, his rough fingers pinching Wu Wang's face and giving it a twist.

"Good job, lad. Old Qiu said you're great material for cultivation, and I was just beside him saying how clever and brave you are. Back and forth like this, and look, it happened! Besides, Old Qiu is a true master who doesn't show off, but he's much more powerful than the martial masters in town, not just by a little but by a long shot, for hundreds of miles around."

Uncle Shan raised his thumb high.

Wu Wang managed a wry smile. Uncle Shan really is tight-lipped, he thought.

By Wu Wang's ear, Uncle Shan whispered, "We're going home to stay today, and later, Qiu Li will follow us back to see where we live. You have to come over tomorrow to start your formal cultivation. Old Qiu said to arrange a room for you here. If you're ever tired or sleepy from training, you can just sleep here. I will bring you a blanket tomorrow.

"Remember, when we go out later, don't say anything else first—kowtow to Old Qiu and pay your respects as a disciple. From now on, sweeten your tongue a little. Shout out to your senior brothers and sisters more, and volunteer for any tasks Old Qiu may have, whether it's wiping down tables and chairs or carrying water. Whatever you do, don't be lazy; this is your chance to turn your life around.

"Your aunt and I, this is our life—getting a shop is as far as we go. But you, you're different. Little Jin Wei can follow you to bigger places in the future, experience more wonders... This world is vast; your aunt and I can only walk out of these hills, but if you can climb over them, never lose heart."

"Mm," Wu Wang nodded 'enthusiastically'. "Don't worry, Uncle. I understand."

"Let's go, time to kowtow!"

Uncle Shan hugged Wu Wang forcefully. They exchanged glances and chuckled together.

Wu Wang was also worried whether Old Qiu could withstand his bow; thus, he had preemptively suppressed the response of the Heavenly Dao, allowing his incarnation to perform the respectful ceremony of becoming Old Qiu's disciple—the kind of disciple responsible for closing the courtyard gate at night.

However, when it was time to bestow Wu Wang's incarnation with a name, he and Old Qiu got into a small argument.

"Little bug is not a name fit for the distinguished path. Now that you've started cultivation, you should set high aspirations and embark on the great road!" Old Qiu spoke gently, "Then I'll grant you the name 'Ding Tian', how about that?"

Ding Tian... toppling the heavens?

Wu Wang hummed softly and asked quietly, "Teacher, isn't 'Ding Tian' a bit too domineering? I'm just a commoner; with a name too strong, my fate might not handle it."

"Then, how about... Tian Ci?"

"Teacher, that name sounds very special."

"Tian He?"

"That..."

"Wen Tian!"

"Teacher, do you perhaps have some issue with the sky?" Wu Wang raised his hand and pointed at it.

"HAHAHA, HAHAHA!" Old Qiu stroked his beard and laughed heartily, "Then what name would you like for yourself?"

"Just something ordinary will do."

"Qing Shan, how about that?" Old Qiu asked with a warm voice.

Wu Wang immediately bowed his head in gratitude, "Thank you, Teacher, for granting me a name!"

On the way home, Qiu Li smiled while inquiring about Wu Wang's life in the mountains. Uncle Shan led the way ahead, not engaging much in conversation.

Senior Sister Qiu Li simply came over to take a look at their accommodation, warmly taking a blanket and a few clothes from Wu Wang, and went back to arrange his living space.

「That night」

Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan murmured to each other for a long time. Aunt Qing was obviously thrilled, but after her joy passed, she became somewhat melancholic, and bowed her head to wipe a couple of tears away.

"It's good. The child will be more successful than us in the future."

"Jin Wei will be able to share in the blessings too," Uncle Shan said with a smile. "When it's time to let go, let go and let him fly on his own."

"AH..." Aunt Qing spoke softly, "We haven't had the chance to tell him about the wickedness of people's hearts, nor have we made him understand the need to be cautious and careful in the outside world."

"He's not leaving for good," Uncle Shan said. "Knowing him, he might come back every day. Old Qiu also mentioned we shouldn't force him; we can't go against his wishes. As long as he's not up to any mischief, we need to let him have his way; that's how he'll advance quicker."

"I'll talk to him later," Aunt Qing said, "and convince him to come back every few days instead."

"Don't go," Uncle Shan hurriedly objected. "By asking him to come back less, what message are we sending the child? Are we trying to push him away? He's got no parents and he's already troubled enough."

"You're right, we should act like nothing happened."

"Keep making his breakfast and dinner every day. Tomorrow, I'll go to the mountains to get him some good skins, and you can make him a few decent robes." Uncle Shan chuckled, "In the future, he'll be a martial master, and that's different from us mountain folk."

What's so different... Wu Wang mused to himself, drifting off to sleep with the conversation carried by the night breeze. His spiritual mind returned to the Great Wilderness to continue the important yet monotonous task at hand—comprehending the Great Dao of those unborn divine spirits.

In the courtyard, Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan whispered non-stop in the main house, discussing the future and how they should procure some additional belongings for the little bug so that the local martial masters wouldn't look down on him.

In another room, Little Jin Wei's eyelashes fluttered as she pursed her lips slightly.

Brother is going to leave for training.

There was an inexplicable sense of emptiness within her heart as the hazy shadow gradually became clear, only to slowly dissipate again.

「The next day」

Awakened by Zhu Zhu's cry, Wu Wang opened the courtyard door to find his refined senior brother—Dong Gao—already waiting outside early. Uncle Shan came carrying large and small bags, while Wu Wang carried gifts for his teacher and fellow disciples—a few wooden carvings.

Aunt Qing, accompanied by Jin Wei, went out to see him off, repeatedly reminding Wu Wang to respect his teachers and honor the Dao.

Wu Wang smiled and promised to comply, noticing that Jin Wei seemed unrested, with dark circles under her eyes. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Jin Wei's head.

"What would you like for dinner? I'll be back at sunset."

"Brother," Jin Wei suddenly spoke up, "you've just started training, it's not good to keep coming back."

Wu Wang smiled and patted Jin Wei's head. This silly girl tried to act sensible, but the way her lips quivered, almost like she was about to cry, was really quite adorable.

With a few urgings from Uncle Shan, Wu Wang turned and hurried after him.

Jin Wei watched Wu Wang's figure until he disappeared around the corner of the alley. Aunt Qing tenderly embraced the young girl, who was beginning to grow taller, and softly told her, "He's just gone to a place not too far away."

At Old Qiu's home, the elderly man spoke warmly, saying that today he would assess Wu Wang's potential and then plan out his subsequent training strategy. Wu Wang nodded and agreed, determined to give it his all.

He really didn't want to spend hundreds of years in the Outer Sky. If he could rise quickly, he would do it quickly—so long as Emperor Shun wouldn't notice him. He couldn't play his hand openly this time.

「...」

「As night fell」

The town was lit up with lights from countless homes. In the alley, the youth hobbled along, leaning against the wall. His body was swollen and numb, and each step felt as heavy as lead. In his hand, he carried a bag of pastries he had bought on the way home.

At last, Wu Wang reached the corner of the alley, took a light breath, and slowly turned the corner.

Old Qiu really was strict—on just the first day, he had pushed his body to the limit twice...

"Brother!"

Wu Wang halted, then saw the small figure dashing toward him from beneath the glowing stone lanterns, her laughter ringing in a string of joy as she jumped into his arms.

"HEY, I can't stand up!"

With a few CLATTERS, they both tumbled to the ground, crushing the pastry bag.

But Little Jin Wei's giggling echoed through the alley, clear and ethereal.

"I thought you weren't coming back!"

"Didn't I say I'd return by sunset? I brought you some pastries, but I don't have any strength left; it took me a while to walk here."

"HEE HEE, thanks, brother! I'll carry you back!"

"Are you sure you can carry me?"

"HUMPH, I can even carry Aunt Qing."

At the mouth of the alley, Qiu Li and Dong Gao, who had been quietly escorting Wu Wang, exchanged glances and each gave a soft laugh. They watched as Wu Wang entered the courtyard before the couple took leave together.