Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 734 - 554: True Person of Qingcheng Mountain_2

Chapter 734: Chapter 554: True Person of Qingcheng Mountain_2

But it doesn’t matter, at most it will be the loss of the village’s best fighters, and there will be no shortage of cooperation in the future.

Although Lu Hai’s character isn’t great, when the time comes to enter the mountain, I’ll just let him have more prey, and that won’t make him have any murderous intentions.

It’s just that the snake gallbladder is too precious, making Lu Hai take such a risk, it’s within reason to plot against Wu Mo.

Moreover, including Su Ding among those few people, they all understand Lu Hai’s character—that he is certainly ruthless and brutal. Qingcheng Mountain Village is not big, and with just a little probing into any disturbances, one would know everything.

Being hated by someone like Lu Hai is truly not worth the cost.

This is the reality of this world or perhaps this principle applies to all worlds; hence, now in Qingcheng Mountain Village, everyone is preparing to welcome the arrival of the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain.

Lu Hai sat in a chair and said to his twelve-year-old son, "We are born humble, but your vision must not be like Wu Mo’s. You must have ambition, the heart to compete for opportunities, and fight and snatch them from others to have a day of standing out."

Standing in front of Lu Hai, a flame seemed to flicker in Lu Feng’s eyes—ambition, a vast and boundless emotion rising in his heart.

"I’m not afraid of you dying, but I am afraid of you dying to someone else’s schemes. To avoid being outwitted, you can only outwit others."

After saying this, Lu Hai didn’t say anything else. He believed Lu Feng would understand, even though he was only twelve years old. He knew that after leaving his side, Lu Feng would only have himself to rely on.

Lu Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily. He was not young anymore; at fifteen, one could start a family and establish a business in Qingcheng Mountain Village.

"I understand, Father."

Having said that, Lu Feng returned to his room. The impact of Lu Hai’s words was something probably only he himself understood.

The next day, in the town, every household was festooned with lanterns and streamers, seemingly preparing to welcome an important person. At that moment, Wang Yang stood at the entrance of the village, with Su Ding and his daughter Su Yue by his side.

Behind them stood dozens like Su Ding, all craning their necks, hoping their children would be taken by the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain.

Though these villagers barely knew a few characters, they still had some understanding and knew there was little to achieve by staying here.

If they remained in this village, they would end up as insignificant as their forebears were. The children’s eyes were filled with both eagerness and fear.

They hoped to go out and see the vast world, yet when recalling the discussions with their parents at home the previous day, they couldn’t help but worry.

In the eyes of their parents, the outside world was as dangerous as a flood or ferocious beasts—it was a place of both silver and terror, how could one not be afraid?

But from their parents’ eyes, they saw longing, and they themselves were even more impatient to spread their wings and leave, according to their parents, those who could have the qualifications of an Exorcist.

However, only a handful, maybe one in ten thousand, could actually get selected.

As they ventured out for the first time, almost everyone believed they would definitely be chosen.

As for being chosen, Wang Yang was not worried. If his physique was not selected in this world, then the way of cultivation of this world would be extremely intriguing.

After all, nearly all worlds cultivate by absorbing nature’s spiritual energy, and this world is likely the same. It’s just unknown why the nature’s spiritual energy inside him is so lazy.

It could even be said to be a pool of stagnant water, without any activity. Although Wang Yang did not know why, he thought it was probably because he had not mastered the way to harness the spiritual energy of this world.

Every world has a different application of spiritual energy; perhaps this world has its own peculiarities.

Wang Yang, with a Saint’s original body as a foundation, might expect the avatar to have some of the original’s traits.

The differences in this body should manifest in abilities like transforming the received sunlight and moonlight into nature’s spiritual energy, so Wang Yang passively accumulated a lot of it.

Due to the excessive amount of nature’s spiritual energy causing laziness, Wang Yang couldn’t activate the cultivation techniques from his memories, yet even so, his physique was much better than those of his peers, and he was not inferior even to many adults.

Lu Hai arrived with Lu Feng belatedly, and in just an instant, Wang Yang felt that Lu Hai’s gaze upon him was somewhat strange, his first reaction was one of perplexity.

Then there was enlightenment, and eventually, for some inexplicable reason, a bit of hostility surfaced. Lu Feng also keenly sensed Lu Hai’s gaze, followed it, and at the end was Wang Yang.

Wang Yang felt Lu Feng’s scrutiny, and Lu Feng’s eyes also looked strange, as if asking who he was, he disregarded Lu Hai’s gaze.

Wang Yang also sensed that Su Ding’s expression seemed to change upon seeing Lu Hai, he seemed to have guessed something, but then, abandoned the thought, maybe his guess was wrong, after all.

Although Wang Yang’s sixth sense seemed to be warning him about Lu Hai, he was just slightly suspicious since right now, entering as a disciple under the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain was more important, all else was trivial and he ignored the two of them.

Soon, under the eager anticipation of the people of Qingcheng Mountain Village, in the middle of the road appeared the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, draped in a Daoist robe, leading a girl.

Although it had been a decade, the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain’s beard was very distinctive, as few Daoists would allow their beard to grow so long.

And that snow-white beard, untainted by dust, to the villagers of Qingcheng Mountain Village was a symbol of a living immortal, and the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain acknowledged the villagers as well.

The villagers were excited, but Wang Yang was different; he looked at the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain wanting only to learn the way of cultivation.

Yet for some reason, the true person’s aura was imperceptible, which left Wang Yang temporarily unable to see through his realm.

The Daoist Boy beside the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain was also extremely dazzling, as lovely as a porcelain doll, it seemed the boy following the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain also had some kind of aura about him.

"Master, why are these commoners so happy about our arrival?"

The boy’s crisp voice rang out, seemingly puzzled by the lively scene before him. On the journey here, the villages had been warm towards the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, but never to this extent.

Almost every villager gazed at the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain with eyes filled with longing and eagerness, which greatly puzzled the boy.

"Perhaps it’s because some of the children might be taken away by us to become exorcists,"

The True Person of Qingcheng Mountain patiently answered the boy’s questions, knowing well that the boy’s talent was extraordinary, and now with a thirst for knowledge, naturally had to be satisfied.

As long as the boy maintained such a disposition, the realm he could reach in the end would far exceed that of the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain.

In fact, the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain had not intended to take on many disciples this time; it was simply per tradition to have a look and incidentally to give the boy some experience.

Born of humble families, the likelihood of encountering a talented individual is one in a million, and deprived of the medicinal herbs and demon race flesh that wealthy scions use to build their foundations, they are at a significant disadvantage in the early stages of entry.

"True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, when can the ceremony of accepting disciples begin?"

Su Ding stepped forward to welcome the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, knowing well that the True Person’s time in Qingcheng Mountain Village was very limited.

Each visit was a hurried affair, testing the children’s aptitudes and then departing straight away.

Only now, it seemed quite different from the past.

Su Ding had seen the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain three times before, always alone, but this time there was a boy with him, who probably was something like a disciple!

"No hurry, let the children first gather at the Mountain God Temple at the end of the village!"

The True Person of Qingcheng Mountain simply glanced at the many children before him, then nodded and spoke.