Chapter 421: Come, Let's Listen to a Song First and Calm Down
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"Why is it... a mosaic?" Old Tang asked confusedly.
"At first I also wondered whether something had gone wrong, but then I discovered that no matter what material I used, it would become mosaic tiles once it came into my hands. So now I suspect that this senior has cast some sort of spell," said General Yi.
"What kind of spell?"
"I don't know yet." General Yi shook his head. "At first, I thought it was just a smokescreen or a hallucination spell. At my current realm, as long as I open my Heavenly Eye, theoretically there should be no spell that can be hidden from me... unless, the spell used exceeds my level."
Old Tang gasped. "A spell beyond True Immortal level?"
"That's right." General Yi nodded. "Soul Formation cultivators can at most use fifth-grade spells, Perfected Beings sixth-grade, Itinerant Immortals seventh-grade and True Immortals can use eighth-grade spells... Of course, this old man has also heard that grade eight isn't the limit for True Immortals, and a small number of them can discharge ninth-grade spells beyond that. The spell this Senior Ling cast is very likely a ninth-grade spell."
Old Tang understood immediately. "If even General Yi is unable to determine the deception spell this senior is using, then it's very likely as you've said: he's probably a great expert who can use ninth-grade spells. But has General Yi ever thought that there might be another possibility?"
"I know what you want to say."
General Yi smiled and pinched his moustache. "You think this Senior Ling might be a Venerated Immortal, right?"
"Mm." Old Tang nodded. "To be honest, I did think so."
"But this old man feels that you're thinking too much. It's absolutely impossible." General Yi lowered his voice.
"Can General Yi tell me why?"
"It's true that there are indeed Venerated Immortals in this world since they did exist before... But our Huaxiu nation has been working together with dozens of major powers for so many years to search for them, and we have yet to find any clues.
"Even if our nation has historical records of Immortal Zhenyuan, who stepped into the Venerated Immortal realm, it's only a legend. Until now, there's no proof that anyone has ever seen with their own eyes a living senior with this realm in this world.
"We cultivate realms to live long lives. While the concept of the Dao path of immortality has been spoken of since a long time ago, the reality is that there's no substance to it; it's impossible. Even seniors at Venerated Immortal level would now just be bones in the ground... What's more, no one in our time will ever reach Venerated Immortal level at all."
"Why's that?" Old Tang was confused.
General Yi said meaningfully, "The rumor is that if you want to reach Venerated Immortal level, you have to go through the Samsara Spirit Tribulation. But it consumes a tremendous amount of spirit energy from heaven and earth to get through it. In this era, cultivation rates have sped up, but the spirit energy of heaven and earth is not as abundant as before; it will be exhausted sooner or later, maybe in several thousand years, or ten thousand years later..."
When he heard this, Old Tang understood this. This was the "Theory of the Degenerate Age 1 " that had been put forward in the present.
A singer had specially written a song on this "Degenerate Age," and the memory of it was still fresh in Old Tang's mind.
The lyrics 2 were:
When the world loses its ridges
When spirit energy no longer flows
When time stops and night and day become indistinguishable
When the Spirit Energy era ceases to be...
...
Furthermore, the most important was that this "Theory of the Degenerate Age" wasn't complete nonsense; it was already supported by many leading experts in the world.
The subject, which was a little heavy and sad, caused the two old men in Elegant Little Pavilion to fall silent for a moment.
Although they held different positions, both of them had experienced many historical moments themselves, and had witnessed countless sagas in the cultivation world; they were people who had seen Huaxiu nation built one step at a time, spanning the ages up to the present.
The end was not what they wanted to see...
After a few minutes, General Yi's tense face finally relaxed.
He sipped his tea, composed his thoughts, and couldn't help laughing. "Old Tang, this topic is too heavy. We shouldn't discuss it. Who knows what will happen in the future... Maybe something will change."
"What General Yi says is correct." Old Tang nodded.
"Mm... on the topic of Senior Ling, there's something this old man has yet to mention," General Yi said. "There is actually a very simple reason for why I don't think this Senior Ling is a Venerated Immortal... Old Tang, you should know that Venerated Immortals are supreme beings who have something called 'vision' in their hearts... This kind of seniors have great ken, and if they really did get through that era, they basically wouldn't join chat groups."
Old Tang: "..."
"Old Tang, can you imagine a Venerated Immortal senior chatting online at home and eating cheap snacks like latiao and crispy noodle snacks everyday?" asked General Yi.
Old Tang shook his head weakly. "Indeed I can't..."
"So there's no way this Ling Zhenren can be a Venerated Immortal." General Yi was actually a bit depressed as he grabbed his phone. "If he is a Venerated Immortal with this kind of mentality... this old man would have gone through the Samsara Spirit Tribulation a thousand years ago!"
Old Tang: "..."
"If there is an opportunity, this old man will definitely find this Ling Zhenren and personally challenge him to a duel."
Deep in thought, General Yi quickly waved his hand after that. "Let's stop talking about it... it's so frustrating."
Old Tang smiled. "How about we play chess?"
"No, no..."
General Yi tapped open a music app on his phone. "Come, let's listen to a song and calm down! This is a song that my foster son Nine Times Man sang himself some time ago; it expresses his dream of pursuing a career in show business!"
"Alright! I'm all ears!" Old Tang nodded earnestly.
General Yi pressed the play button, and after a couple of seconds, the prelude started to play...
Then, a voice directly pierced Old Tang's eardrums like a thunderclap: Chase dreams, chase dreams, chase dreams in show business ness ness ness ness ness... We are pure pure pure pure youngsters 3...
...
Old Tang was directly dumbstruck. "..."
General Yi: "How is it, Old Tang?"
Old Tang: "..."
General Yi: "Tell me the truth! Or I'll get angry!"
After calming down from his astonishment, Old Tang rubbed his temples. "Well... the prelude is very passionate, the song's not bad..."
General Yi laughed. "Ha ha ha! I knew that you and I have the same taste!"
Old Tang: "..."
General Yi: "The song is very popular now online! And even you, Old Tang, think it sounds good! But do you know what its score is on Douban 4 ?"
"..." Old Tang shook his head, a little scared.
General Yi held up two fingers. "Only 2.0!"
Old Tang: "..."
"This old man was angry at that time! If my foster son hadn't stopped me... This Douban would have long become bean paste 5 !"
General Yi sighed deeply. "Nowadays in society... when their own songs aren't as popular, they'll criticise other people's songs. When professional gamers can't win, they'll say the other party used cheats... This old man is very disappointed..."
Old Tang: "..."
Chapter 422: This is
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In the space of one Sunday, a lot of things Wang Ling hadn't expected had happened.
He thought that it was very likely because the "Great Fortune Spell" was still working.
Why did Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal wind up accidentally wearing the ring on his ring finger? Why did Dharmaraja happen to notice it later when Senior Immortal gave them out? And now, because of a small misunderstanding about leaving the group, Dharmaraja was personally dropping by with crispy noodle snacks to apologize... At this thought, Wang Ling completely understood! It turned out that the crispy noodle snacks were to blame for all of this!
Wang Ling secretly wiped at his sweat. Sure enough, he couldn't use the "Great Fortune Spell" casually from now on. Although he truly loved crispy noodle snacks, he couldn't let that true love cause all types of conflict and unnecessary misunderstandings.
Also, Wang Ling for some reason felt that someone was constantly investigating him. He didn't need to worry given the existence of the "Great Shielding Spell," but there were times when he had something like a sixth sense for danger, and the stronger the feeling was, the clearer it was that there was a problem.
Wang Ling's eyelids drooped, and his gaze appeared a little heavy as he felt that something big was about to happen...
But most important of all: why was his daily life always so chaotic?!
He just wanted to buy youtiao and respectable tea eggs 1 in peace and go to school in peace after eating them!
...
On Chrysanthemum Island, after Immortal Toya's wild and blatant hints, it was clear that there was no hiding this matter any longer.
Although Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had sensed something, it had nothing at all to do with what the fellow brothers in the group were most concerned about!
In the immortal car, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was already no longer in the mood to sightsee around Chrysanthemum Island and didn't even touch the food on the table.
He blamed himself and thought that he was very stupid... It had actually taken him so long to realize, with all the signs and hints that his good brother Immortal Toya had given him, that the other man was looking for a girlfriend! Furthermore, he couldn't find just anyone to be his girlfriend because she would have to shoulder the responsibility as Chrysanthemum Island's future mistress and also take good care of Jin Shi and Yin Shi!
"Senior Immortal, actually, this matter isn't as complicated as you think..." The corners of Immortal Toya's mouth twitched slightly; his thoughts were already in complete disarray.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Toya, don't interrupt! I'm talking serious business here!"
Immortal Toya: "..."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was so excited that he gripped Immortal Toya's hand and said, "Brother To, you don't have to say anything else! As Jin Shi and Yin Shi's godfather, I've always wanted to do something for them!"
Immortal Toya: "Senior Immortal, it's not like that..."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "I told you not to interrupt!"
Immortal Toya: "..."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "I know there were a lot of people pursuing you before, for example, Headmistress Xingye of the Seven Stars Sect. But that's in the past! You can consider that Miss Shenle I told you about earlier. If she really won't do, there is in fact a second candidate... my younger sister, Grenade-Throwing Goddess."
Immortal Toya: "..."
When he said this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal shuddered involuntarily.
Immortal Toya saw it happen.
He had only seen Senior Immortal's younger sister, Grenade-Throwing Goddess, once before, and his impression was of a forthright and open-minded cultivator who occasionally returned from abroad, with sunglasses, curly hair, a bare midriff, and low-waisted pants... This was Immortal Toya's first impression of this little sister. She lived abroad all year round, and even her elder brother Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't see her much each year.
'I've been trying to get my little sis to come back; if Brother Toya is willing to accept this unruly devil, that would be fantastic! That would give her a reason to come back here to live!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal spoke excitedly, while Immortal Toya's sweat flowed continuously... In all his years of alchemy, sitting in front of his furnace and baking in high temperatures, he had never sweated as much as he was sweating today!
"Senior Immortal, can you let me finish speaking..."
"Okay... speak, Brother Toya."
Immortal Toya took a deep breath, then mustered up his courage. "Senior Immortal... who gave you the ring on the ring finger of your left hand?"
"Oh, this ring!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal hadn't expected Immortal Toya to ask this question, but since he had already made a promise to Wang Ling, there was no way he would mention Wang Ling's name.
"It's from a friend of mine. He made a batch of holy weapon-grade magic rings. He gave me one, and told me to bring some back for the brothers and sister in the group."
He spoke very naturally, and Immortal Toya was unable to detect anything out of the ordinary. While he was speaking, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal gave him a magic ring. "This is for you, Brother Toya!"
Immortal Toya accepted the magic ring, and carefully examined it... It was really a holy weapon-grade magic ring! Looking at the workmanship and the details, he felt that this person was definitely an expert in refining weapons! The most important part of a magic ring was its color and luster, and there were too many exquisite details on this magic ring!
Although the magic ring was pitch black all over in color, Immortal Toya could sense the tremendous spirit power that flowed inside it, and could genuinely feel the blood and sweat which this great smith had poured into making it!
That weaponsmith must have consumed a lot of energy to create this magic ring. Although its makeup didn't seem complicated, there was a saying that "The greatest truths are the simplest." A lot of high quality magic rings that performed exceptionally weren't in fact especially outstanding in appearance. Showy magic treasures had never been the trend in the cultivation circle; it was the simple and the practical that were the real deal.
After examining the magic ring for a while, Immortal Toya sighed inwardly, thinking that this was the simple truth of the matter... Actually, Senior Immortal wasn't the type of person to dupe his friends or lie to begin with.
But there was one thing that Immortal Toya couldn't understand. He couldn't help asking, "Why are you wearing the magic ring on your ring finger, Senior Immortal?"
"In my clan, it's a sign of respect for a gift from an important friend: we have to carry jewelry-type magic treasures on our person for seven days without taking it off, no matter what it looks like, as a sign of our respect. Wearing the ring on my ring finger of the left hand might cause a lot of people to mistakenly assume that I'm already married, but in fact, it's just etiquette in my clan," Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal explained.
Immortal Toya nodded. "Oh, I see..."
...Never too old to learn!
Then Dharmaraja's misunderstanding was really huge!
After Senior Immortal left, Immortal Toya would have to think about how to clarify this entire matter!
"Why do I feel like Brother Toya is very concerned about my wearing a ring on my left ring finger..."
"Senior Immortal, you now stand at the forefront of the cultivation world. In the absence of any news explaining that you're married, a ring appearing on the ring finger of your left hand would inevitably create misunderstandings. Have you ever thought about applying a layer of some invisibility solution over the ring?" Immortal Toya said meaningfully.
"I accept your suggestion, Brother Toya, I'll definitely do that later! It's indeed not good to cause misunderstandings!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded hurriedly. "But this ring is very special to me, and I won't take it off until I've found someone I especially admire."
"I also didn't expect Senior Immortal's weaponsmith friend to be so generous as to gift you with this type of high quality magic rings. This conduct is truly admirable. You can tell with one look that he must have spent a very long time refining them..."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal broke into a sweat. "..." In fact, it hadn't taken long at all!
Chapter 423: Little Silver's "Romantic Encounter"
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
While this weekend was very lively for Wang Ling, Little Silver was bored to death.
After becoming obsessed with human chat gadgets, Little Silver had his phone on him almost all the time. Holy beasts didn't need to rest at all; as long as Little Silver wanted to, he could stay awake for hundreds, even over a thousand years... Destroying the liver from staying up all night was something that would never happen to him, but even if he damaged his liver, his holy beast heart would restore it instantly.
However, today's chat group was very strange because unexpectedly, no one was saying anything; in the past, even if everyone in the group was busy, they would occasionally send emojis or fight memes or something!
In Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's house, Little Silver sat cross-legged on the sofa, eyes fixed on his phone screen.
He sent a sticker from "Playful Blue Moon 1 ," which had been popular online recently.
Then, he held the phone and stared at it for a few minutes... not a single person responded!
"Ah! How boring!"
With no one to chat to, Little Silver felt a deep sense of lonely despair.
But a few minutes later, an unfamiliar ID called "Immortal Two" suddenly added him as a close friend, and the profile picture was actually of a women's kiss mark... Furthermore, the reason Immortal Two had given for applying to be friends was: I'm crazy about your blood...
Little Silver's gaze froze slightly.
His identity couldn't have been exposed, and he had only applied for this account on the penguin social chat recently; its level was in fact very low. Furthermore, he wouldn't actively add other people, and generally, no one would seek to add this kind of low level account.
Little Silver scrutinized the account information for "Immortal Two" and found that this person's level was actually three crowns! — This was already higher than the levels of many of the people in the chat group!
Additionally, this person's signature was: How I long for a mouth from the past and the temperature on the tip of the tongue...
" Ss ..."
Little Silver's hands trembled. Could this be the legendary human... romantic encounter?
No way...
It couldn't be a coincidence, right?
Previously, when Little Silver had been bored, he had looked up ways to entertain himself online, and had seen all kinds of answers on the Internet, like binge-watching shows and playing games... While he could kill some time with the former, games were really boring for Little Silver.
For a liver god like him who almost never needed to sleep; even if usually he might not be lucky when drawing cards, he had all the time in the world for it! When it came to time, who could afford to squander it the way he could?
So in comparison, Little Silver still preferred chatting as well as browsing Zhihu2 and the cultivation forum for the latest gossip or scoop.
Everyone had different preferences when using the Internet, and even holy beasts were no exception.
Besides the above, Little Silver had seen another application which was the so-called "Shake"; as long as people in the same city shook their phones at the same time, it was possible to be linked to a chat account of a "predestined person," leading to many indescribable stories happening...
But that wasn't right!
He hadn't shaken his phone! Why had it come to him?
Folding his arms, Little Silver stared at the screen. He felt his heart race, and suddenly he was a little nervous.
Hm... There was a first time for everything! He should maintain a level state of mind!
Little Silver admonished himself in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to press the "Accept" button.
While he was thinking about what to say, in the end, this "girl" actually sent him red lips straightaway with three words for him: Shall we date...
"Oh my god..."
Little Silver abruptly sucked in a breath. Were all human little sisters this straightforward nowadays?
...
On the other side, after successfully adding Little Silver's username, Loopy Toad directly lay on the floor and clutched its belly as it laughed so hard it became a dog ball.
Holy beasts were only like this! They were truly terrible at detecting scams! When all was said and done, Little Silver hadn't been in the world for long, and so was easily deceived.
Wang Ling watched this drama unfold but did nothing to stop it, because in his view, this was practical education following formal entry into human society on how "old-timers," equipped with a particular awareness of scams, would treat "newbies."
Little Silver was obviously the newbie in this education class.
As long as Loopy Toad didn't go too far, Wang Ling thought that there was no harm in teasing Little Silver a little.
Loopy Toad stared at the screen. It had already been a full five minutes since he'd sent the message, but Little Silver still hadn't replied. Loopy Toad looked at the time and guessed that Little Silver was surfing the Internet to find out how to respond.
Sure enough, after a while, Little Silver sent a message: "Sorry, miss, I received a delivery just now..."
Just now, Little Silver had learned how to deal with a situation like this on the Internet, but by the time he had found something, he realized that a lot of time had passed.
Then, Little Silver checked the Internet yet again and discovered that usually in a situation where it took a man a very long time to reply to a girl's message, it could greatly reduce her favorable impression of him!
So he just made up a random story...
" Ai , still young!"
The moment it saw the message, Loopy Toad sneered. It knew Little Silver was definitely lying, and was most likely feeling very nervous right now.
Although it didn't know exactly what Little Silver had been looking for on the Internet, it didn't panic. It straightaway wrote the next message and sent it to Little Silver: "It's fine, I was taking a shower just now! The soft foam ran through my black hair, and now it feels silky smooth 3 ..."
Gripping his phone with both hands, Little Silver's Adams apple inexplicably bobbed. "Can you let me hear the fairy's voice...?"
Loopy Toad chuckled. Little Silver was clearly feeling out its gender with this question.
It had asked Wang Ming to help it set up this account, which was a limited type with an auspicious number and a level of three crowns. Additionally, it had various unimaginable functions and permissions, such as preventing people from recalling their messages... In fact, Wang Ming had initially prepared this account for Wang Ling, but Wang Ling had turned his back on how high-profile it was, so he had never used it. Wang Ming had kept it up until now.
This account had been inactive for many years, but after falling into Loopy Toad's hands recently, it was now being exploited to its fullest.
Loopy Toad remembered that this account had a "super voice converter" function. Any voice modified by an ordinary voice converter didn't sound natural, and they mostly sounded the same, so it was easy to tell that it had been modified. However, this voice converter was powerful enough to pass a fake voice off as genuine.
After turning on the voice converter, Loopy Toad directly pressed the voice button and recorded a message: Little brother, would you like to see my leg?
Then, it extended its claws...
In a flash, that initially deep voice instantly turned into an adorable girl's voice!
Little Silver's heart trembled and he felt his beast blood boil!
The next moment, the "fairy" actually directly sent him a flash pic...
Little Silver knew that a flash pic couldn't be saved and could only be viewed for five seconds before it was automatically deleted... And most flash pics were usually racy!
Little Silver swallowed and clicked open the flash pic.
Then...
A dog leg with green fur all over it appeared before his eyes...
"..."
Chapter 424: Why Is the Entire World Against Me, Little Silver...
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Little Silver stared at the screen, deep in thought. For some reason, he felt like he had seen this green dog leg somewhere before...
After the thought floated around inside his brain for a long time, realization finally dawned on Little Silver; this dog leg... didn't it belong to Master's dog?!
Sure enough...
He had been tricked, right...?
Little Silver felt his holy beast heart sustain a heavy blow. What was meaning... what was love... where on earth was the basic trust between beasts?
On the sofa, he looked up at the ceiling as his heart gave a roar of despair and the tears streamed down his cheeks.
...
At that moment, when the door of the villa opened as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal returned home, he saw a silver-haired young man with despair all over his face pound the ground as he cried bitterly...
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was shocked by the scene. "Brother Little Silver, this..." He had just returned from handing out the rings, and hadn't expected to see such a scene.
Little Silver looked up, his white face streaked with crystal tears and looking very pitiful. "My... my heart's broken."
As a matter of fact, not only had he gotten his heart broken – the crucial thing was that he had been tricked!
But Little Silver couldn't mention this no matter what.
Because he was a holy beast that had actually been fooled by a dog! It would be extremely humiliating if this got out.
Though he didn't know what had happened, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal still went over and patted Little Silver on the shoulder in a consoling manner. "Brother Little Silver, there's a first time for everything, you have to accept that..."
When a person was feeling extremely brokenhearted, the more you comforted them, the louder their cries might get. Naturally, Little Silver was this sort.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal dropped his hand and was at a bit of a loss. "..." If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have comforted him. When he had entered the house, his tears had still been a drizzle – now it was like a storm!
Ignoring the crying Little Silver, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal turned to the bathroom to get a basin which he put in front of Little Silver.
His tears still flowing, Little Silver looked at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal. "What... what are you doing?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal smiled. "Collecting your tears! Holy beast tears have medicinal value, don't waste them."
Little Silver: "..."
Several seconds later, Little Silver sniffed and wailed even harder.
Why is the entire world against me, Little Silver...
...
On the other side, Wang Ling watched Loopy Toad tease Little Silver the whole time. He could already guess how Little Silver must have gone from being ecstatic when he had mistakenly thought that he had added a little sister at the beginning to nearly breaking down and going over the edge, his mood like a rollercoaster going up and down.
During this span, Wang Ling hadn't been idle.
He had downloaded the midterm exam papers from last year and the year before from the group files inside the class chat group. This year's topic would definitely be different, and Teacher Pan had already said earlier that it would be a lot more difficult; no teacher would be so foolish as to copy past exam questions without changing them. But even knowing that the exam this year would be harder, it was still worth referring to the exam papers from the last two years.
Wang Ling was now trying to cross out exam topics with over a ninety percent chance of not being tested, and then summarize and collate those whose difficulty level might be increased.
For example, calculating the composition formula for the flame reaction of the "Angry Buddha Fire Lotus" had been a test item in the Dao talismans course for the last two years, so it definitely wouldn't be tested again this year.
Or take social studies for example; there had been a situation where, given the lack of a clear-cut classification system for animated shows, a local popular cartoon had been taken down for further investigation after being reported by the public 1 .
Wang Ling's intuition told him that this topic would probably be tested this year, and it definitely wouldn't just be a ten-points discussion question; it was very likely that it would be bumped up to a twenty five-points social studies essay question where students would have to write about the topic in one thousand words or less
That was because something similar had actually happened only just recently. Wang Ling remembered that a few days ago, Dopey Guo had told him that one of his favorite horror novels had been pulled from the shelves after being reported; the rumor was that someone in the industry had been jealous of how well it was performing, and had reported it to get it taken off the shelves.
This was actually a fairly common occurrence in the news, but because other similar incidents dominated the list of popular discussion topics, they were all magnified.
Wang Ling silently put a mark next to this question, making it an important topic to review.
Of course, Wang Ling's review wasn't focused on getting higher scores. Instead, by summarizing and collating those topics that might be tested, he could calculate how much harder the questions this year would be. Then he could combine that with the average midterm scores from the last two years and guess what the average for this year would be.
Average scores were the most important to Wang Ling!
If he got marks which were too good or too poor... Father Wang would dock his allowance...
After about five minutes, he was done summarizing and collating the information.
Wang Ling looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock at night.
Almost seven hours had passed since Taoist Guang had received the computer.
The notebook Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had bought, which was specially designed for the elderly, could already be considered the type that was very easy and simple to use. It had a built-in tutorial which to Wang Ling was very simple and easy to understand, and also very detailed – but he didn't know how good Taoist Guang was at studying.
Just as Wang Ling was thinking this, he suddenly felt his wristwatch vibrate.
It was Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who had sent him a private chat message. "Brother Ling! Are you there? Come quick! Senior Taoist Guang is finally online!"
...
Since it was Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal who had registered for that chat account, it was tied to another phone number he had, so once Taoist Guang went online, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's phone would immediately receive a text notification.
After receiving Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's private message, Wang Ling opened the three-person private group and found that Taoist Guang's chat profile picture had changed color from grey, proving that the latter was online.
"Taoist Guang? @Taoist Guang." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal tried to @Taoist Guang.
"I'm here..." It took Taoist Guang three minutes to respond with these two words. It was clear that it had been a pretty tough learning curve for him.
"Do you find the computer handy?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sent a grinning emoji.
Five minutes later, Taoist Guang replied, "Yes... my, typing, is slow..."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help laughing. "Actually, senior, you can try the voice function."
Another three minutes later...
Taoist Guang: "Can't... noisy..."
Later, Taoist Guang tried uploading the sound. When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal heard it, he realized that there seriously was a lot of noise. Only then did he recall that Wang Ling had told him that Taoist Guang's soul space was an island, surrounded by surging tides and the sound of waves breaking along with the rainforest sounds of all kinds of insects and birds.
But it wasn't impossible to solve this problem. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal quickly regained his senses. "How about this, senior... I'll have Brother Ling burn a recording booth for you later!"
Wang Ling: "..."
Chapter 425: General Yi's Junior Brother
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Wang Ling thought that burning a recording booth would be a bit excessive... besides, the kind of recording booth that had solid soundproofing in fact cost a lot of money. Of course, money might not be an issue for Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal at all, but going so far as to burn a recording booth would definitely be a magnificent spectacle.
If they had to blame someone, it was Taoist Guang, since his typing speed was really too slow. Additionally, typing was something that took a while to improve; the only way was to become familiar with the position of the keys on the keyboard and practice typing as much as possible. Generally, people who were good at typing could basically do it without looking at the keyboard.
"Is there any other way?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked in the group.
Slow typing was a real weakness, and in the absence of voice function, an average of typing one word a minute was too tiring!
Wang Ling stared at the screen as he pondered. He had wondered earlier whether he should enchant a keyboard to send to Taoist Guang... Taoist Guang would only need to dictate what he wanted to type, and the keyboard would move by itself, even without him using the notebook's voice function.
Three minutes later, Taoist Guang replied, "Yes... wait..."
Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal waited in silence with no idea what kind of method Taoist Guang was going to try out.
After about ten minutes, Taoist Guang finally replied, "Everyone, I'm ready!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't know if he was mistaken, but he felt that Taoist Guang's typing had sped up quite a bit.
Taoist Guang swiftly typed, "This old man is able to communicate normally now; Senior Ling and friend Grenade-Throwing, please rest assured."
Both Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal were very surprised.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "How did you do it, Senior Taoist Guang?"
"It's something I just came up with..." Taoist Guang replied. "My main spells are water-based. I don't want to brag, but my water spells have reached the peak of perfection."
Wang Ling nodded in front of the screen. This indeed wasn't a boast; creating such an island space and integrating his soul into the space was indeed something no ordinary person could have done. Moreover, it was very obvious that Taoist Guang had carefully designed this island space. The island was surrounded by the sea not just for the aesthetics, but also as a means of nourishing and stabilizing his soul.
Furthermore, to fix up such an island space, Taoist Guang's water spells had to at least be at peak grade eight, and Wang Ling surmised that it was extremely likely that he could cast ninth-grade water spells.
Although the main spells used by the majority of True Immortals were grade eight, it wasn't impossible for them to cast ninth-grade supreme spells.
Of course, given Taoist Guang's current situation as a soul, it would be very hard for him to cast eighth-grade spells. If he had been at peak strength, then it might have been possible.
Since they had come to this point, Taoist Guang was disinclined to keep them guessing and instead disclosed the reason to them. "Just now, I used a sixth-grade water spell, the 'aquatic beast form technique,' in the space."
Aquatic beast form technique?
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had the vague feeling that he had heard of this spell before. "May I ask, senior, is this a spell for turning yourself into an ocean spirit beast?"
"That's right." On the other side, Taoist Guang nodded and quickly typed, "But I seldom use it because the beast form is very ugly... I turned myself into a deep-sea spirit octopus earlier, and now I have almost a hundred tentacles to hit the keyboard with."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "..."
Wang Ling: "..."
"Also, there's another huge flaw. After using this spell, I can type a lot faster, but the keyboard will get sticky. Do you have anything to clean it with? Burn some for me..."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help laughing. "Senior, you can just wash it with water directly; this notebook model for the elderly which I bought is completely waterproof."
Taoist Guang nodded. "Oh, good! Then that's fine!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "So, can we start now?"
"Of course, this old man already promised you," Taoist Guang replied with a laugh. "Then, let's start talking about the Immortal's Treasure House."
Staring at the screen, Wang Ling schooled his expression into something a little more serious.
"In fact, how I discovered the entrance to the Immortal's Treasure House is actually related to the Gate Between Worlds. The Gate Between Worlds is a world-defying magic weapon which was created by Immortal Zhenyuan, and after undergoing modifications twenty times, it goes without saying how tough it is. When news of the Immortal's Treasure House got out, countless cultivators searched for it all over the world, but back then and now, they found nothing.
"I also checked online a little earlier, and up to now, even in an advanced age which combines cultivation with science and technology, no one has been able to find the whereabouts of the Treasure House yet, let alone Immortal Zhenyuan's shadow... At that time, I was reflecting on whether Immortal Zhenyuan might have hidden the Immortal's Treasure House in the Gate Between Worlds."
When Taoist Guang said this, both Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal were instantly riveted.
What Taoist Guang posited in fact wasn't impossible.
Because theoretically, the Immortal's Treasure House created by Immortal Zhenyuan was a great world that contained all the riches of his life, and such a great world would usually need to rely on world-defying magic treasures for support. To use an example, it was a bit like another magic treasure which Immortal Zhenyuan had invented, the Purple Gold Gourd.
The difference was that the Purple Gold Gourd was just a holy weapon, and the world inside it was also small.
Only divine magic treasures and world-defying magic treasures could accommodate a great world.
So here was the problem: from the beginning, the Purple Gold Gourd had been invented for its small world; it was originally a space storage magic treasure!
But the Gate Between Worlds invented by Immortal Zhenyuan obviously had a different function. Its role was to act more like a link to connect the human world to the demon world.
If you had to classify them, you could only put them in the category of magic weapons with space transfer systems, but one of them was for storage and the other was for transmission; they were too different!
It wasn't just Wang Ling who considered this issue; after Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal thought the same thing, he immediately made some conclusions and sorted out his thoughts before raising his doubts.
"In fact, this old man had also considered this issue back then. So after that, I spent a very long time traveling around the Gate Between Worlds as I wondered if Immortal Zhenyuan might have set up this great world, the Immortal's Treasure House, as a secret territory in some corner of the demon world."
As he typed, Taoist Guang recalled the past in his mind. "Unfortunately, however, as I trudged through the demon world, I didn't find any clues to the Immortal's Treasure House... until I met someone just as I was about to depart from the Gate Between Worlds."
"Who was it?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked.
"You may not know this man, but you would definitely be familiar with his senior brother," Taoist Guang typed. "His senior brother is one of the Ten Founding Generals of Huaxiu nation, General Yi."
"General Yi has a junior brother?"
"Mm."
Taoist Guang nodded. "In today's cultivation world, this person is known as 'Ten-Meter Sword God,' the Evil Sword God, Chen Nanxuan."