Chapter 486 - 486: Arriving at Immortal Mountain
Chapter 486: Chapter 486: Arriving at Immortal Mountain
Shi Hao’s mind stirred as Lan Yu hinted and warned him, was she suggesting that he should not easily choose and trust these people from the abundant schools of the higher realms?
“Do you know Fairy Yue Chan, young Brother Shi?” Just then, a man clad in green battle attire, shimmering with a metallic luster and enveloped in a vigorous vitality, spoke up.
This man had eyes like stars and green flowing hair imbued with mysterious power. He seemed very concerned about Fairy Yue Chan.
Shi Hao smiled and said, “Of course I know her, and we’ve interacted as well.” His statement was ambiguous, not specifying whether they were enemies or old friends—leaving it up to others to decide as they wished.
“Oh, is she an old acquaintance of yours?” Bi Gu asked, his Divine Sense fluctuating powerfully, far surpassing the primordial spirit force expected of his age.
Beside him, Xuan Ming’s eyes glowed, his body radiating golden divine flames and his skin covered with a sacred brilliance. Listening to the conversation, he put aside any contempt and nodded at Shi Hao, saying, “Please, I would like to meet the Banished Fairy.”
“I’m not sure of her recent whereabouts. Are you all familiar with her?” Shi Hao pretended to be surprised, acting as if he wasn’t aware that Yue Chan was from the higher realms.
“Fairy Yue Chan is known to be extraordinary. Many years ago, when she was young, many seniors praised her as an Exiled Immortal, with unsurpassable beauty and talent,” Bi Gu elaborated, still clearly struck by his first encounter.
According to him, although the natural laws in the Lower Realm were incomplete and the great road was imperfect, it was also a good place for tempering individuals. Yue Chan, being of high nobility and great expectations, had thus descended to cultivate in the Lower Realm.
Hong Huang muttered discontentedly, “Hey, speaking of her like this in front of several ethereal beauties isn’t very nice of you. Are we any inferior?”
“Of course not, all of you are ethereal beauties, hardly comparable to many in the world,” Bi Gu quickly responded.
Shi Hao laughed, thinking that Bi Gu must have been quite young when he first met Yue Chan, the impression lasting him to this day.
“Is there really a benefit in tempering oneself where the natural laws are incomplete?” Shi Hao questioned.
“For you and others, it is detrimental. However, Yue Chan was born in the higher realms with a perfect spiritual embryo within her. Coming down to cultivate and temper herself here is greatly beneficial,” Bi Gu answered.
Shi Hao was momentarily speechless, feeling the injustice of their heavenly prison.
However, he wasn’t discouraged, determined to eventually ascend to the higher realms, solve all problems, and refine everything he controlled to become even more powerful.
Also, he thought of the Ancient Dual-Pupiled woman, that undefeated myth who dared to snatch food from the mouth of the Supreme, surely having cultivated to the utmost. Being in this realm, she definitely had a way to resolve her issues.
“Are you close to Fairy Yue Chan to know her current condition?” Xuan Ming asked, his powerful aura surging as his eyes opened and closed.
Shi Hao was secretly astonished. These noble young people from the higher realms were indeed extraordinary, all geniuses and incredibly powerful, achieving so much at their age.
With a smile on his face, he responded, “Fairy Yue Chan and I are close companions on the path of cultivation, often sparring. Regarding her, I can only describe her with the phrase ‘striking talent and stunning beauty.'”
At the doorway, Qin Ming twitched his lips, recognizing the balderdash as Shi Hao spoke about an obvious adversary and now missing Fairy Yue Chan, who rumors speculated had become a captive serving by Little Stone’s side.
Yet such baseless rumors he dared not utter recklessly, as neither the Heaven Mending Sect nor the young men in front of him would appreciate it, and it could cause great trouble.
Before long, Qin Ming frowned, pondering Little Stone’s words, discovering they seemed impeccable—close companions on the cultivation path and regular sparring revealed neither hostility nor friendship. This youngster was quite cunning.
The group continued to inquire and discuss with Shi Hao, who responded to each question.
“Brother Shi, where are you heading?” Shui Yue asked.
“To Immortal Mountain for a meeting,” Shi Hao replied.
“Oh, how exciting! I’d love to go there too. The people of Immortal Mountain are formidable, and I’d like to lay my hands on some of their treasured scriptures,” Hong Huang said, always keen to stir up chaos.
“Indeed, I heard there’s a great secret in Lower Realm’s Immortal Mountain. That ancient site is said to hide precious items; we should definitely check it out,” the young girl Yingying also chimed in, joining the chorus.
“Hey, do you have a beef with ‘that person’ from Immortal Mountain in the upper realm and deliberately want to stir troubles in the Lower Realm?” someone chuckled with a teasing tone.
“Well, that guy has descended too, just not traveling with us. I wonder where he has gone,” one girl murmured.
“Let’s drop the idea. We have other plans, and visiting Immortal Mountain might lead to complications. Let’s seek our own fortunes,” Shui Yue declared.
Xuan Ming nodded—they arrived in the Lower Realm, ostensibly to travel and experience, but truly in search of monumental opportunities, several secret places awaiting their exploration.
“Consider it, Brother Shi. We can discuss further about entering the higher realms when we meet again,” Lan Yu said with a nod. Her stunning demeanor shrouded in blue radiant rain, she rose to take leave.
The group didn’t linger long, departing together after their conversation.
Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He had been genuinely nervous—a battle involving any one of these elites from the higher realms would be disastrous, regardless of the outcome.
“Our exceptional tribesman wasn’t traveling with these figures, seeming to be with another group,” he murmured to Shi Hao, who appeared deep in thought, saying, “In a few days, we’ll arrive at Immortal Mountain. I’ll explain the rules in detail then.”
“Do you expect me, the emperor, to pay respects to someone?” Shi Hao glanced coolly at Qin Ming, closed his eyes, and resumed meditating, ignoring him further.
Qin Ming’s face darkened. In front of Little Stone, the lofty pride of the Immortal Mountain seemed ineffective, utterly unable to subdue him.
Days later, the ship stopped, anchoring on a sacred cliff. This place was shrouded in colorful light and brimming with Immortal Qi, dense runes twinkling like countless stars.
They had arrived at Immortal Mountain, towering as a lofty cliff used to moor the Magic Ship. Shi Hao and his companions disembarked, stepping onto the cliff.
It had been a significant journey, covering a distance of five hundred million miles in five days, each day a hundred million miles, a truly astounding feat.
The ship sailed away, not lingering, leaving a trail of light in the void that faintly emitted the aura of Divine Spirits.
Shi Hao withdrew his gaze and looked at the sacred cliff before him, clouds swirling around it. The entire cliff was transformed into a Treasured Artifact, emitting a halo of precious light, robust and immortal.
Such a cliff, being an immensely powerful Treasured Artifact merely used for mooring, seemed extravagantly wasteful.
This was the outer area, not the true sacred land.
Ahead, the landscape was vast and dynamic, resembling a True Dragon coiled across the ground, exceedingly magnificent. A large swath of purple mist rose, a harbinger of auspiciousness.
“Father, Mother, I have found this place and wish to see you,” Shi Hao muttered to himself, filled with emotion. No matter how strong one becomes, even ascending to the rank of New Emperor, there is still a tender spot deep within one’s heart, and it was touched at this moment.
There were guards stationed on the Sacred Cliffs, someone commanding a war chariot invited him to ascend. Auspicious animals trod upon the void, pulling the bronze wagon that rumbled across the long sky, appearing in front of the true Immortal Mountain.
Finally, he approached the gate of the mountain. Here, all vehicles had to stop. No one could forcefully intrude; this place represented dignity and sacredness and demanded respect.
A bluestone path led into the mountain, where countless towering peaks stood, enveloped in a mist that seemed like slumbering Celestial Dragons.
At the very center, the main peak took on a particularly strange shape, resembling a palm pressing down on the area, emitting an inexplicable aura, giving one a sense of immortality.
Legend had it that this was the main body of Immortal Mountain, and the other peaks merely served as auxiliary guards.
Rumors had it that this was a peak of the Five Elements Mountain, beneath which a supremely powerful person was suppressed. Despite the passage of long years, he had never truly been vanquished.
Of course, rumors were just rumors; Immortal Mountain had always denied them and never acknowledged such claims.
“Grandfather, have you also been here? Are you now in the mountain?” Shi Hao whispered softly, longing to see the Great Demonic God Grandpa Fifteen.
Little Stone has arrived!
This news spread through Immortal Mountain, causing a sensation!
Because this name had recently become explosively famous. He had defeated the cultivators of Immortal Mountain and even slain two Venerable Ones, which was almost unbelievable.
“The little devil has come. What audacity! This time we must teach him a lesson. Once he’s here, don’t think about leaving!”
“He injured our kinsmen and cut down Venerable Ones; how dare he come here! We’ll make him regret it!”
“So what if he has some connection to our clan? I suspect it’s not a close one. We can’t let him off this time!”
The younger generation was utterly outraged; even some of the elders had gloomy faces, which were not pleasant to look at. After all, Immortal Mountain had always looked down upon the eight regions and had never been humiliated by anyone.
Just a teenager, yet he repeatedly challenged their limits and insulted their dignity. How could they let this go?
Immediately, a large group of people rushed out—men and women alike—all impulsive, mostly young people eager to see if Little Stone truly had three heads and six arms and dared to act so defiantly against the heavens.
Inside the mountain gate, a large crowd gathered, all sneering and glaring angrily.
“Is that all? Just a handsome young man. I thought he could reach the heavens, perhaps capable of swallowing the sea and devouring mountains,” someone said coldly.
These people harbored great hostility and blocked the way ahead.
Shi Hao walked along the bluestone path, entering the mountain gate, observing the scenery around without paying mind to the expressions of these young men and women, utterly ignoring them.
“How dare you! To come here and still act so disdainful and arrogant, aren’t you afraid of suffering a fate worse than death?” a youth stepped forward and sneered.
“Who are you, and why block my path? Don’t you know if your elder invited a distinguished guest?” Shi Hao inquired.
“Distinguished guest? He’s just an executioner. You killed my brother Qin Chao in the Fire Nation Capital, and I am his elder brother!” The young man’s gaze was chilling.
“I’ve killed many people; who knows who Qin Chao is?” Shi Hao shook his head, but he knew exactly who Qin Chao was. In the Fire Nation Capital, Qin Chao had harassed Princess Qianqian and had clashed with him, eventually being slain.
At that time, he had heard that Qin Chao had impressive origins, a descendant of a prominent figure in Immortal Mountain, deeply favored.
“You forgot Qin Chao, and you forgot even this old man?” Another elder appeared, having lost an arm and a leg, with a dark expression.
He was Qin Shoucheng, who had fought Shi Hao using the Five Elements Ring in the Fire Nation Capital and had ended up losing an arm and a leg, barely escaping alive relying on a counterfeit Divine Artifact.
“Oh,” Shi Hao initially nodded, then asked, “And you are?”
Hearing this, Qin Shoucheng almost exploded with fury, having been gravely injured by the youth, and now the latter didn’t even recognize him. This disregard and contempt infuriated him.
“You should kneel down now! Entering Immortal Mountain, you must first worship the Stone Statue of the Immortal Heavenly Venerate!” Qin Shoucheng shouted, pointing to a huge stone statue inside the mountain.
“Why should I?” Shi Hao asked.
Beside him, Qin Ming explained, “Normally, entering Immortal Mountain, everyone must worship the Heavenly Venerate. It’s a form of pilgrimage and a rule.”
“What does that have to do with me?” Shi Hao rolled his eyes, paying no heed.
“Kneel down!”
“Worship the Heavenly Venerate!”
The crowd blocked in front barred his way, shouting loudly; their voices thunderous. They were instructed not to strike, but they couldn’t swallow their pride and sought to humiliate him by making Little Stone kneel at the mountain gate.
“Will you not bow to the Heavenly Venerate!” The shouts grew louder, the crowd’s voices like thunder.
Qin Shoucheng and Qin Chao’s brother were both sneering, watching Shi Hao.
“What’s all this noise about?” Shi Hao frowned and said, then he reached into his pocket, pulling out a crumpled piece of paper, slowly unfolding it to reveal a dazzling golden light.
“What is this? It’s a Divine Decree written by the Divine Ancestor, even stamped with the ancestral seal!” someone exclaimed.
“You…should all kneel down,” Shi Hao said lightly.
He was aware of some rules of Immortal Mountain; seeing a Divine Decree from the Divine Ancestor required one to kneel, especially when stamped with the sacred family seal, which had an even more special meaning.
The crowd was petrified, their faces turning red from holding back.
“Will you not kneel!” Shi Hao said. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to cast your recommendation and monthly votes at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)