Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 695: Immortal Fairy, Can You Say It Earlier Next Time?

Chapter 695: Immortal Fairy, Can You Say It Earlier Next Time?

Jiulong City in You Province was a moderately developed city. The individual with the highest cultivation was the city lord, at the Basic Divine Transfiguration Stage.

It was rumored that a secret domain was hidden outside the city, but no one had ever found it, and it gradually became a legend.

Additionally, there were three locally renowned major sects: the Primordial Ancient Sword Sect, the Daytime Ascension Sect, and the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace. Each of the three was presided over by a Nascent Soul old monster.

Cultivators like Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, who were at the Double Infants Stage, could practically strut through Jiulong City without anyone stopping them. But they weren’t troublemakers. They were here on a mission and had to observe from the shadows to determine their target’s character.

“It should be in this direction.” Meng Jingzhou left the old horse at the stable and went with Lu Yang to find their target.

“The intelligence says Xie An has no parents and lives in a dilapidated temple outside the city.”

Following the instructions, they arrived at a rundown temple. The temple’s memorial archway was crumbling, its inscription illegible. It was unclear when the temple was built or why the monks had relocated.

The temple was small and drafty from all sides. The lotus platform was empty, devoid of even a Buddha statue. Dry grass spread before the lotus platform, with an extinguished fire pit in the middle.

Xie An was nowhere to be seen. Only an old beggar lay lazily on the ground, propping his head with one hand and picking lice off his body with the other.

“Should we show ourselves and ask where Xie An is?” The two communicated through auditory messages, not rashly revealing themselves to inquire with the old beggar.

If the old beggar knew Xie An, the latter would learn of their presence, which would be detrimental to their task of discreetly observing his character.

Lu Yang analyzed, “Let’s wait a bit longer. Look, the bedding is neatly folded; it certainly wasn’t the old beggar who did it, but likely Xie An. This means that even if Xie An has left, he hasn’t gone far.”

Sure enough, when evening fell, a grimy Xie An was supported by a young girl as he entered the temple.

The old beggar gloated. “What, you went to the Primordial Ancient Sword Sect? I told you they wouldn’t want you two.”

Xie An remained silent. The girl supporting him spoke up indignantly on his behalf. “They’re too much! They didn’t even test Xie-gege’s bone foundation and aptitude. They simply saw his ragged clothes and claimed he had no cultivation talent, then threw him out of the sect!”

The girl was dressed in tatters, as if she had just been dug out of a dirt pit. Lu Yang could tell that if she was cleaned and dressed up nicely, she would be a budding beauty.

The old beggar yawned. “Bone Foundation Stones are expensive and have limited uses. It would be strange if they were willing to test your spirit roots for free.”

Xie An frowned but said nothing.

“Alright, enough sulking. Look what I got today.” The old beggar produced three large white mantou steamed buns like a magician.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had been stationed here the whole day and saw that the old beggar hadn’t moved an inch.

“It’s mantou!” The little girl’s eyes shone.

The old man and the two youngsters ate the mantou by the fire, quiet and content.

Halfway through eating, Xie An suddenly said, “Qiao'er-meimei,[1] I’ll try the Daytime Ascension Sect tomorrow.” His gaze was resolute.

“Okay, I’ll go with Xie-gege tomorrow.”

The old beggar sneered, seemingly mocking Xie An’s futile efforts.

After eating the mantou, the old beggar excitedly pulled Xie An to the side and cleared the grass, revealing a weiqi board drawn with stones. The old beggar pulled out a handful of small black and white stones.

“Come come come, Xie boy. Play a couple of rounds with me.”

Xie An agreed. The old and young players battled on the board, while the girl named Qiao’er watched from the side.

All five games ended in a victory for Xie An, and the old beggar was filled with regret.

After the night passed, the old beggar was still asleep. Xie An took Qiao’er to the Daytime Ascension Sect, with Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou following secretly.

At the entrance of the Daytime Ascension Sect, Xie An stated his purpose, hoping to have his bone foundation tested. However, the two outer sect disciples on duty scoffed at him.

“Get lost, get lost! Where did this little beggar come from? How could someone like you have a spirit root?”

“Even the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace, whose Nascent Soul old ancestor has disappeared, wouldn’t want you two.”

Once again, Xie An was pushed to the ground. He endured quietly, biting his lips until they bled.

I will repay today’s humiliation a hundredfold!

In the evening, Xie An was helped back by Qiao’er again. The old beggar still wore his gloating expression.

“I told you already, no place would want someone like you.”

It was the same routine—eating mantou and playing weiqi, with the old beggar losing continuously.

Just as he was about to lose the fifth game, the old beggar suddenly asked, “Xie boy, do you really wish to cultivate?”

Xie An nodded vigorously.

“Little girl, what about you? Xie boy saved you from bandits, and you’ve been following him ever since. Do you also want to cultivate?”

“I’ll go wherever Xie-gege goes!”

The old beggar stared into Qiao’er’s eyes and suddenly burst into loud laughter. “Good good good! This old man didn’t misjudge you two! You are naturally gifted seedlings for cultivation!”

The old beggar pulled out a command token like a magician and tossed it to Xie An.

“What is this?” Xie An’s eyes were full of bafflement.

“Take this token to the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace tomorrow. Let’s see who dares not accept you!”

Right afterward, the old beggar’s figure gradually faded.

“Wait, who exactly are you?” Xie An tried to grab the old beggar but only caught a wisp of white smoke.

“After you join the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace, you’ll naturally know who this old man is. Hahahaha.”

The old beggar vanished.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou remained silent.

How was he a beggar? He was clearly the missing Nascent Soul old ancestor from the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace. After encountering Xie An here, he had the intention of taking him as a disciple.

If they didn’t show themselves now, Xie An would become a member of the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace. The Dao-Seeking Sect couldn’t possibly stoop to competing with such a minor sect for a disciple.

Space warped, and the two stepped out. Their bright and colorful clothes were starkly out of place in the dilapidated temple.

“Who are you?!” Xie An watched Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou warily, subtly shielding Qiao’er behind him.

Lu Yang wore a smile. “Don’t panic. We are disciples of the Dao-Seeking Sect...”

In the mental space, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy suddenly remarked, “Hmm? This kid is actually a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator in disguise.”

Lu Yang’s smile stiffened.

Immortal Fairy, can you say it earlier next time?

“You even saw him at the sect celebration. If I remember correctly, he’s the Wuji Venerable Lord, the Grand Elder of the Wuji Sect, an S-class sect.”

Lu Yang, “...”

Do you big shots have nothing better to do than impersonate mortals all day?

Upon learning Xie An’s true identity, Lu Yang pieced together the whole story.

Judging by the current situation, if I hadn’t intervened, Xie An would have joined the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace. The disciples there would humiliate him in various ways, perhaps even suspecting he had picked up the token from somewhere. Then, Xie An would train diligently and defeat all the disciples until they conceded, shocking everyone. Afterward, he would progress from being an outer sect disciple to an inner sect disciple.

Due to vested interests, the elders would try to frame Xie An, and the weak sect leader wouldn’t be able to protect him. At that time, the old beggar would make his appearance, accepting Xie An as his disciple in public, shocking everyone.

Next, Xie An would lead the Cosmos Purple Cloud Palace to conquer the other two major sects, making it the strongest sect in Jiulong City. He might even find the secret domain hidden outside Jiulong City, acquiring a fortuitous opportunity and a new reason to grow stronger.

From then on, he would soar to great heights.

While Meng Jingzhou was still kindly asking Xie An if he wanted his bone foundation tested, Lu Yang suddenly said, “Are you the Wuji Venerable Lord?”

Meng Jingzhou froze before silently retreating backward. He knew Lu Yang wouldn’t make a mistaken judgment in matters like this.

Xie An’s face turned cold. “As expected of a disciple taught by Yun Zhi. You actually could see through this esteemed one’s true form.”

At the mention of Yun Zhi, Lu Yang suddenly recalled what Gan Tian had said. Some mighty experts who had their Dao heart shattered due to setbacks would recover their Dao heart by starting to act arrogantly and slap faces from the mortal stage.

Is this the case for Wuji Venerable Lord?

That doesn’t seem right; the timeline doesn’t match up.

Lu Yang asked gingerly, “You should have already recovered your Dao heart, right? Why are you starting over again?”

A cruel smile spread across Xie An’s face. “This esteemed one got addicted.”

1. “Meimei” means “little sister.” ☜