This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 485 - 483: The Minor Disturbance Caused by Xiaowei

Chapter 485: Chapter 483: The Minor Disturbance Caused by Xiaowei

Jin Wei sat dumbfounded next to the throne of the Goddess of Liuli, feeling the countless converging gazes upon her, and almost couldn’t help crying.

What’s going on?

She of course knew who the Liuli God was, but why did she want to take her as an apprentice?

Did my brother arrange this?

Jin Wei could only think this way, trying her best to sit there with her chest out and head held high.

Although her expression was a bit stiff, she tried her best not to show her weakness, her eyes searching for her elder brother’s figure in the crowd.

"Don’t worry, little one," the voice of the Liuli God resonated from the bottom of Jin Wei’s heart. "I am the highest authority here, and from now on, you are my spokesperson in this place. Your brother is called Qing Shan, right? Just nod or shake your head; your words would be over-interpreted by them."

Jin Wei nodded vigorously.

"Just sit here at ease," the Goddess of Liuli turned her head slightly, her gaze carrying a smile. "You really are quite charming. The more I look at you, the more I like you."

Jin Wei blinked her eyes and dared not talk too much, sitting there obediently.

She soon spotted a figure standing on top of a distant tower and couldn’t help but raise her hand and wave in that direction.

In an instant, lines of gazes, fierce as a flood of beasts, turned towards Wu Wang standing on the tower.

Wu Wang waved back forcefully at Jin Wei, then immediately bowed his head and walked back into the building, looking around warily, as though he was acting like a thief.

This scene, witnessed by the Martial God from high in the sky, made the Martial God laugh so hard he couldn’t close his mouth, feeling the pent-up frustration in his heart from years ago finally relieved.

One big merit awarded to the Liuli God!

At the edge of the square, atop a tall building, Wu Wang walked lightly back to the third floor, unable to resist internally critiquing the Martial God a few times.

Isn’t this messing around?

Jin Wei, a naive girl, was being thrust into the center of power in the Luili Realm, and now she was going to face all kinds of scheming and intrigue?

Especially, if Jin Wei’s memories were to awaken and she came to know she was actually Jingwei, what would she think of all this?

Wu Wang raised his hand to rub his forehead, suddenly feeling quite overwhelmed.

This was really unexpected...

"Uncle Qing Shan! Isn’t that Little Wei? Did the Liuli God choose Little Wei? Your sister has become the disciple of the Liuli God!"

Mo Feng ran over, shocked, shouting out loud.

All of a sudden, gazes fell on Wu Wang like knives, and Wu Wang finally felt hostility and vigilance from these young people.

Fu Er pulled Mo Feng aside and said with a smile, "Uncle, we need to get ready to take the stage."

Mo Feng glanced around and knew he had misspoken. His excitement was undeniable as he wished to pull Wu Wang aside and ask for clarification, while also anxious about the trouble his gaffe might cause Wu Wang.

But Wu Wang was calm and composed, raising his eyebrows at Mo Feng and walking to the side of the corridor, waiting for the summoning sound from below.

Whispers began to spread, and some even tried to approach him, but for some reason thought better of it.

Wu Wang, for the sake of peace, had already demonstrated his own influence.

A moment later, a call came from below:

"Sky Class candidates, come forward to line up in formation!"

Dozens of figures immediately leaped down from the building, inside and out, most light as a feather, lifting heavy as if light—a tiny detail that revealed everyone’s martial mastery, setting an example for the younger ones that would follow.

Just then, two figures weaved out from the bustling crowd outside and came straight to Wu Wang.

It was Wang Mianjin and an old woman with snowy white hair.

"General Wang."

Wu Wang immediately greeted with clasped hands.

Wang Mianjin swept a glance over the young faces around him, his lips parting in a friendly smile. Then his gaze landed back on Wu Wang, and he spoke warmly, "Son, don’t worry about Jin Wei. She has been chosen by our respected Liuli God and is now the most esteemed being among all the creatures of the Luili Realm.

I knew about you and your sister’s situation, that she is your childhood friend and not your biological sister.

Later on, you’ll need to exert yourself, act well in front of the Liuli God. Whether or not things work out between you and Jin Wei, that is for the Liuli God to decide! Hahaha!"

Wu Wang: ...

To be honest, if the Martial God and his twelve buddies dared to meddle in my marriage or touch a hair on my or Little Jingwei’s head, giving me some kind of melodramatic plotline, I would let the Martial God know what the cruelty of a Heavenly Dao leader is! Always causing trouble for me, can’t they just let me cultivate in peace!

"Well," Wu Wang showed a slightly anxious smile, "I will do my utmost, not to let Little Wei lose face."

"Do your best!"

Wang Mianjin patted Wu Wang’s arm forcefully and continued, "This is an Elder of the Shrine Institute and also the chief of the Priest group. Get to know her first; later on, she will ask you about matters concerning the Great Jin Wei."

The Great Jin Wei...

Wu Wang immediately nodded.

The Priest showed a friendly smile but was sizing up Wu Wang in secret.

Somehow, in the gaze of this old Priest, Wu Wang detected a hint of the scrutiny one might receive from one’s in-laws.

From below came a shout:

"Candidates of the Earth Class, queue at the front of the building and form up!"

"Go," Wang Mianjin smiled warmly, "don’t be nervous, just show your true strength, and you will dazzle all of Liuli City!"

"Thank you for the encouragement, General Wang."

Wu Wang bowed formally and smiled at the Priest.

While other young people flipped and jumped down to the ground floor, he honestly jogged down the stairs and ended up in a relatively rear position.

Mo Feng, along with Fu Er, squeezed to stand by Wu Wang’s side, as though protecting him on his journey.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Wang’s current performance was merely to fit the role of a young Martial Artist.

He might be confused, a bit apprehensive; unavoidable nervousness, facing the surging crowd with excitement, and a slight anticipation for the future.

More than three hundred people, in groups of eight, began to march forward to the deafening sound of drums, entering into the sea of people.

The cheering was incessant, with the names of young people being shouted out by the crowd. Petals and golden threads fluttered in the air, and a gentle breeze blew across the clear sky.

"Qing Shan!"

The familiar shout truly startled Wu Wang.

Looking up, he saw Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing in the crowd, beaming with joy, waving at Wu Wang vigorously.

And behind them, a man in a long robe with a full beard was teasingly raising his eyebrows at Wu Wang.

This Martial God, nosy but quite adorable.

Wu Wang grinned, waving back at Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing, and then walked towards the platform with his head held high and a combativeness in his eyes.

Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing hugged each other tighter as they watched Wu Wang climb onto the platform with other young people, their embrace growing firmer.

The former turned his head to look at the man behind them but found that the Envoy of the Martial God had already disappeared.

Uncle Shan couldn’t help but fall into a bit of worry.

This man appeared in their courtyard just moments ago, claiming to be an Envoy of the Martial God, asking if they wanted to come here to witness the ceremony, with Qing Shan soon to take the stage. Without much thought, they agreed, and then they were led through a portal, stepping through a door and already arriving at this place. Then came the problems. How would they return? Or rather, how would two hunters survive in a big city? If they got separated by the crowd later and couldn’t rejoin Qing Shan, they would likely go hungry for a few meals. This! The Envoy from the Martial God... was a bit of a trap!

"Now begins the first part of the great examination, self-presentation! Please, young heroes, step up in your current order, eight at a time, display your cultivation level, and reveal your style! Those who receive an advancement Token may participate in the following examinations!"

The robust voice of the middle-aged Priest spread throughout the venue, and the crowds all quieted down, watching those young figures.

The so-called self-presentation actually had no fixed ’routine’.

The first eight young people to take the stage clearly were at a disadvantage; they were so nervous that six of them merely released their cultivation energy and stood there like nails.

Two others were more clever, or perhaps naturally showy.

A brawny young man tore open his robe, revealing his bouncing pectoral muscles, and incidentally made a few young female Priests near the platform lower their heads to retch.

Another slender girl thought carefully, took two steps forward, and suddenly let out a shout, performing a few punches.

When the eight people stepped down, only the girl received a copper Token engraved with the characters for Liuli.

Of course, among these eight, the girl had the highest cultivation, reaching the Sixth Grade of the Martial Master Realm.

Idle generals muttered on the side, "Come on, everyone, move around, don’t be too stunned! Those below Martial Master Realm Sixth Grade should show some more effort!"

Many young candidates nodded in agreement.

Then, batch after batch of youngsters continued to ascend the stage.

The square became lively, with an engrossed audience in every direction. Those near the platform were arranged to sit down on the spot, and vendors weaved through the crowd, selling snacks like seeds and cigarettes.

Although most people here were not Martial Artists themselves, many were ’senior commentators on Martial Arts.’ They were now giving their own scores to these youngsters. They praised one as lively as a dragon and laughed about how formidable another was, built like a tiger with a bear’s waist. It was truly a lively scene.

The bustling scenes of the human world do indeed touch the Heavenly Emperor’s heart.

Wu Wang actually quite enjoyed such an atmosphere and felt that everything in the Human Domain was delightful, except it was too oppressive, lacking a bit of the boldness that came from ’amateurs advising experts’ as seen in the Outer Sky.

A good number of young people had taken their turn, and everyone had summarized the strict conditions for passing the first challenge.

It boiled down to age and realm: Those under twenty years of age could advance as long as they reached the Fifth Grade of the Martial Master Realm. Those around thirty years old had to be at least at the Eighth or Ninth Grade of the Martial Master Realm to continue.

Whenever a Cultivator of the Martial Soul Realm exhibited their cultivation level, cheers erupted from all around.

Wu Wang took stock and found that, out of the more than three hundred people here, only about twenty were Martial Artists in the Martial Soul Realm under thirty years old.

The hierarchy established by the Martial God was ’Artist, Master, Soul, Spirit, Emperor.’ To have reached the Martial Soul Realm at such a young age, surpassing the hurdle that most Martial Artists couldn’t cross in their lifetimes, was naturally to be hailed a genius.

Wu Wang thought for a moment, then decided that he would reveal his cultivation level as the First Grade of the Martial Soul Realm later on.

He couldn’t help it; Jin Wei had already gone up to sit above. If he continued to keep a low profile, it would leave his little sister without face.

The real reason, however, was that it was no longer possible for me to hide.

The Liuli God had played her hand, thrusting him and Little Wei directly into the spotlight.

Why would she do this? It must be the handiwork of the Martial God behind the scenes! Absolutely!

Finally, it was their group of eight’s turn to go up. Mo Feng and Fu Er each took a deep breath, while Wu Wang stepped onto the high platform to showcase his abilities with a calm demeanor.

"Brother!"

Jin Wei had been holding back for a while and finally shouted out happily.

She stood up from her seat, waving continuously to Wu Wang, shouting, "My brother is the strongest, my brother will win!"

Next to her, the Liuli God smiled with amusement, while the Priests around her tried hard to contain themselves.

Wu Wang waved his hand in mild disdain. Jin Wei made a face and, with a huff, sat back down in her seat.

"Begin the demonstration!"

Mo Feng said, "Uncle Qing Shan, Senior Sister and I will go first!"

As soon as the words fell, gusts of wind surged around Mo Feng. A faint red light shone on his forehead, and the power of his Divine Soul was already quite clear.

"Second Grade of the Martial Soul Realm!"

"That’s the beloved son of Lord Mo, only twenty this year!"

"HISS! This young man is terrifying!"

Fu Er formed a hand seal with both hands. Her long hair floated behind her, and her figure slowly levitated. Her exquisite control of Spiritual Power made even Wu Wang take a second look.

Martial Master Realm Ninth Grade, just half a step away from the Martial Soul Realm, she had already emitted a faint Divine Soul power detectable around her.

The five other youngsters who had come along with the three from their Sect suddenly lost their enthusiasm.

The pressure seemed to have shifted to Wu Wang’s side.

Wu Wang’s lips twitched slightly. Following the plan, he took half a step forward, clenched his left fist, and threw a light punch at the air beside him, causing a thunderous explosion.

At the same time, his own aura spread out.

"First Grade of the Martial Soul Realm!"

"This is the brother of the esteemed Jin Wei, and he is only sixteen years old!"

"A sixteen-year-old in the Martial Soul Realm! My goodness, three hundred years of my martial arts practice must have gone to the dogs!"

"HISS! This young man is terrifying..."

"Stop hissing! You’re sucking all the cold air out of here. I’m sweating like a pig now!"

The crowd exploded once again, while Wu Wang, clad in a black robe, stood there coolly, calmly retracting his gesture and looking up at the Divine Throne ahead, catching a glimpse of the Liuli God’s exquisitely beautiful face.

Wu Wang immediately lowered his head, but the voice of the Liuli God followed him.

"Everyone else may leave; give Tokens to those who should receive them. Qing Shan, you stay."

The whole square was silent enough to hear a pin drop.

A God had spoken.

Mo Feng’s voice trembled with a high pitch, and a trace of worry appeared on his handsome face; he whispered, "Uncle?"

Wu Wang said, "You and Fu Er go down, and don’t speak."

"Yes," Mo Feng nodded, allowing his Senior Sister to pull him down from the platform.

"Look up," the Liuli God said softly, her voice ethereal and imbued with a power no creature could resist.

Wu Wang obediently looked up, his gaze somewhat uneasy, and his expression a bit tight, but he didn’t directly look at the face of the Liuli God.

Little Jin Wei’s voice suddenly rose, "Teacher, what’s wrong with my brother?"

The Liuli God was slightly astonished before she looked down at Jin Wei’s anxious little face and couldn’t help but pinch it.

Wu Wang: ...

Take your paw off!

The Liuli God said with a smile, "You sure call me teacher quickly, don’t you? Are you very worried about him?"

"Yes," Little Jin Wei pursed her lips, unsure of what to say, and could only nod timidly.

"From now on, you are my Disciple."

The Liuli God spoke softly, as if there were no other beings around, only herself and this cute little one.

She purposely said, "From now on, he is your subject and must follow your commands. In time, you will see even more outstanding men."

"But, what do those outstanding people have to do with me?"

Jin Wei countered with this question.

The Liuli God was momentarily at a loss. Looking down at Jin Wei, she found that this little girl was so much like herself.

"It’s nothing, your teacher spoke too much," she said.

The Liuli God took Jin Wei’s tiny hand in hers and then looked up at Wu Wang, speaking warmly, "Qing Shan, I hope you won’t let my Disciple down, or I may have to mete out divine punishment."

Wu Wang said, "Understood."

"Go then."

Wu Wang turned to leave when suddenly an Elder Priest jumped out, kneeling before the Liuli God, and proclaimed loudly, "Respected God! Your Disciple will be our guide, how can her future be so easily decided, decided just like that!"

Once someone took the lead, more and more people jumped out in succession.

"Great God, we feel that your Disciple does not yet possess a mature mentality! Your servant is not questioning your choice but feels she is too innocent."

"Please reconsider this matter carefully. We are all willing to assist your Disciple to the best of our abilities, to help her lead the countless beings of the Luili Realm towards a brighter future. But your Disciple is so important, how can she..."

Wu Wang had come to understand.

Good gracious, have these people set their sights on Little Wei already? Would they believe me if I broke through to Martial Emperor right now, slaughtering them one by one and giving the Luili Realm a complete overhaul?

The Liuli God’s eyes showed contemplation as she asked, "Qing Shan, perhaps you need to prove your strength to shut up those coveting the power Little Wei will hold in the future."

The faces of several Elders turned pale.

Looking at the Liuli God, Wu Wang actually thought this Goddess’s personality was... quite nice.

It’s just that her control over the Luili Realm was somewhat weak. These Elder Priests who had jumped out must be puppets controlled by those generals.

"How should I prove it?" Wu Wang asked.

The Liuli God replied, "Today’s platform was constructed for you. You may freely demonstrate your strength. As long as you are strong enough, everyone else is just a foil and embellishment. Martial Arts do not tolerate the weak, and this world is even more merciless than you think. If they do not recognize you, then fight until they do. If they do not agree with you, then use your strength to make them agree. The Martial God is watching you. A Martial Artist indeed must learn to hide his brilliance and nurture his strength, but when it’s time to reveal oneself, he should do so freely, without too much hesitation."

The people around looked at each other.

Wu Wang closed his eyes and said nothing.

Just as Jin Wei was about to speak, she was enveloped by Divine Power and sat immobilized, only able to anxiously wait.

It seems today’s fight must make a point.

Wu Wang slightly tilted his head, gazing at the cloud in the high sky. He calmly unfastened the buttons of his robe and flung his black cloak to the side, revealing his short undergarments.

He said, "I hope this is the last time I have to engage in such meaningless combat in the Luili Realm."

Upon hearing this, the Priests’ and commanders’ faces turned even uglier.

Is this something one can say so casually? Isn’t this an indirect way of criticizing the God?

The corners of the Liuli God’s mouth curled into a deeper smile. She gently raised her hand and said indifferently, "In that case, let’s start the platform competition ahead of time. The assessment will be changed. Anyone who can gain my appreciation while fighting against the Martial Artist Qing Shan can enter my Martial Arts class, and there will be no limit on the number of places. Whoever can defeat him will be awarded a Divine Spirit’s weapon and will directly enter the Earth Class."

The group of young Martial Artists immediately looked eager to try.