Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady
Chapter 997: 971: The First Master's Test

Chapter 997: Chapter 971: The First Master’s Test

Hearing these words, Tangyu felt a faint sadness.

Feather Transformation senior’s strength was unmatched in the Cultivation World, standing at the pinnacle level, yet still too weak in front of Shi Que senior. Watching him die without stepping in to save him. This, this, this—

But thinking about it, it’s understandable. Who sets the rules if not the first owner? The first owner, who lived over a hundred thousand years ago, was an ancient magnate whose power was beyond Tangyu’s comprehension.

“Shi Que senior, what level must one attain to completely own Shi Que Palace?” Tangyu couldn’t help but ask.

Shi Que said, “As long as you have the ability to leave the Cultivation World, you can freely use Shi Que Palace. Everything left behind by the four owners can be used by you. However, if you want my sincere obedience, your power must reach the height of the first owner.”

Looking at Shi Que senior’s eyes and expression, Tangyu was slightly stunned. Could it be that the Spirit of the Immortal Artifact also has human emotions?

Shi Que snapped back, waved his hand, and said, “These are not your concerns for now; you need to pass the final test set by the owner. You have passed three tests before this, which is why you are qualified to reach here.”

“Three tests?” Tangyu slightly furrowed his brows. Were there three tests?

Shi Que nodded and said, “Yes, three tests. The first test is obtaining the Crystal Ball; only with the Crystal Ball will you find guidance and have a chance to come here for further tests. To obtain the Crystal Ball, it’s a test of your destiny. Without Great Destiny, it’s impossible to get the Crystal Ball. And without Great Destiny, it’s hard to truly travel far on the Path of the Immortals. You can obtain the Crystal Ball, which indicates you are a person of Great Destiny, which is a very important test.”

Tangyu nodded; his destiny has always been good.

“In ten thousand years, only three people with Great Destiny have received the Crystal Ball’s guidance. You are the third one; the first two died in the second and third test. You are the first to pass all three and come before me. However—this does not mean you will certainly obtain the inheritance. If you fail, it represents death. Those who receive the Crystal Ball’s guidance will either succeed and become my new owner or die.”

Tangyu nearly bit his tongue. It’s really a Life and Death Path, truly a matter of success or martyrdom.

“The second test, however, is the Bitter Sea Bridge you’ve crossed. The sea of suffering is boundless, turn around and you see the shore. Without great perseverance, it’s impossible to pass this test. Will and soul must reach an extremely high level to possibly pass the test and reach the other shore.”

“The third test is the test of the Illusion Realm. One must have sufficient faith to breakthrough the illusion and return to reality. Once you give up, it means death.”

“On the path of Immortal Cultivation, what’s called talent is not absolute. A person’s fate, destiny, and will are most important. The Path of the Immortals is long, how many are capable? Talent is needed but not most important. My first owner set the tests based on these aspects. As long as you can pass, you meet the conditions the first owner set for disciples. Passing these three tests indicates you’re qualified to become a strong person of this era and stand at the peak.”

Hearing Shi Que senior’s words, Tangyu felt somewhat delighted. To receive affirmation from such a powerful figure was a great encouragement for Tangyu.

Shi Que said, “Alright, start the test now. Whether you obtain the inheritance or your fate ends here, it’s all up to your own destiny.”

Tangyu nodded firmly, his gaze unwavering, “Come on.”

Shi Que suddenly pointed a finger at Tangyu’s brow, immediately a ray of light shot into Tangyu’s brow, instantly his expression froze, and his eyelids soon drooped down, as if he were dead.

After doing all this, Shi Que stood indifferently, waiting for the result.

——

Tangyu tried hard to open his eyes, but couldn’t, his eyelids felt so heavy. Just a slight effort made him feel so tired, tired as if wanting to sleep.

Not only could his eyelids not open, but his whole body was out of control. Yet Tangyu felt as if he was held in someone’s arms, with something prickly rubbing against his face, letting Tangyu smell a dense scent.

“Congratulations, sir, congratulations, madam, it’s a young master.” A maid’s voice sounded.

“Haha, it’s a boy, the Hong Family has a successor, I also get a son in my old age. Haha, madam, you’ve worked hard.” A somewhat rough middle-aged male voice sounded, which was like thunder ringing in Tangyu’s ears, almost making Tangyu faint.

“Husband, let me hold our child, why didn’t he cry at all, I want to see our son,” a very weak voice said, and Tangyu felt himself being handed over, entering a warm embrace. This warmth was something Tangyu had never felt before, reminding him of his mother.

Yes, this is the feeling of a mother.

For Tangyu, an orphan who never knew who his parents were, deep inside, he always longed for parental care.

This kind of family affection was an indescribable pain in Tangyu’s heart.

“What’s going on? Wasn’t I just talking with Shi Que senior? What’s happening? How did I get here? And—how did I change? Could it be I’ve reincarnated? Become a baby?” Tangyu’s heart was confused.

“Could it be another Illusion Realm test?” Tangyu was also pondering in his heart; he’d experienced the Illusion Realm test before, so real, so terrifying.

Everything before him seemed so real that Tangyu couldn’t help but suspect he had entered another Illusion Realm.

Tired, asleep.

——

Time flies, three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the infant Tangyu has grown to three years old.

No, he is called Hong Yu here and is no longer surnamed Tang.

On the Martial Arts Training Ground of the Hong Family, a young boy was wielding a wooden sword, and several servants cheered and applauded nearby.

Tangyu was practicing swordplay, but his mind was constantly pondering many questions.

“Three years, it’s been three years since I came to this world. A world called the ‘Great Yang Empire,’ much like ancient Huaxia. There’s no Immortal Cultivation here, just some wandering martial artists practicing fist and foot Kung Fu. My father, a merchant for generations, is quite wealthy, allowing me to live a life of luxury and indulgence. This world is extremely peaceful, a time of prosperity with no wars, and laws are strictly enforced. People sleep with their doors unlocked and don’t pick up things dropped on the road.”

“Three years, is this really an illusion?”

Tangyu couldn’t help but start to doubt, as he counted the days. For the past three years, this has been the topic he thought about the most. To others, Tangyu seemed like a strange creature. Clearly a little kid, yet mature beyond his years. Exceptionally clever, it’s not an exaggeration to call him a prodigy. He learned anything at once. Moreover, he was a natural at practicing Kung Fu, to the point that Master Hong invited a skilled swordsman from the martial world, but after seeing Tangyu wield the sword, the swordsman was astounded and quickly shook his head, admitting he couldn’t teach him; Young Master Hong’s swordsmanship was too advanced.

The Hong Family resides in Anyang County, and Master Hong is the most renowned merchant in Anyang County. Meanwhile, Hong Yu is becoming a well-known figure in Anyang County, known as a born genius, comparable to an evil demon.

Since childhood, living a life waited on by others, and being cherished, yet Tangyu was not happy.

He grew more conflicted inside. Is this a test, an illusion, or is it reality?

If it’s an illusion, it’s too frightening; he has lived in this world for three years. When will it all end?

Tangyu shook his head, seeing no other option but to wait, his beliefs unwaveringly firm.

“Haha, Yu’er, practicing swordplay again, aren’t you? My Yu’er will grow up to be a great swordsman,” came a hearty, bright voice. It was Tangyu’s father, Master Hong, a nearly sixty-year-old man striding over.

“Master!” The servants greeted respectfully.

Seeing him, Tangyu felt an inexplicable warmth. Even though this world perplexed him, the affection of his family felt profoundly good; his father and mother treated him very well.

Seeing him, Tangyu couldn’t help but call out, “Father!”

Master Hong came forward, lifted Tangyu up, giving him a loving peck on the cheek.

Immediately, a mother’s voice admonished, “Master, don’t kiss Yu’er with your stubble; it might hurt Yu’er’s face.”

This was a woman in her forties, elegant and gentle. With a face full of love, she hurried to Master Hong’s side, took Tangyu, and gently caressed his cheek.

This kind of motherly love profoundly touched Tangyu as it was something he had never received before.

Yet in this world, he encountered genuine, affectionate family love that melted him.

“Mother, I’m fine,” Tangyu said.

“Come on, Yu’er, I’ve made some delicious food for you. Let’s eat. You’re all sweaty from practicing every day. Let me wipe it off,” the woman said lovingly, worried about Tangyu bearing hardship.

Tangyu nodded obediently and was carried into the house by the woman, with Master Hong laughing and following behind.

The family, living harmoniously, enjoying heavenly happiness every day, letting one be immersed in it.

At the dining table, the woman relentlessly placed food into Tangyu’s bowl, urging him to eat more, filling it with all his favorite dishes.

“Father, Mother, you should eat too; let’s all eat together,” Tangyu said.

Master Hong smiled broadly at Tangyu, “My Yu’er is really understanding.”

“Yu’er, you eat first, we aren’t hungry,” the woman said, watching Tangyu finish his meal before starting to eat herself.

Family love, making Tangyu dazed and lost…