Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Outside the Holy Tower!

Tu Magu carried the Great Wizard Princess and led her outside the Holy Tower.

He planned to carry the great wizard down hundreds of steps to the plaza below.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the Holy Tower, the Grand Wizard puffed out his beard and glared at them, saying:
"Tu Magu, put me down! Why are you holding me like this?"

Tu Magu did not put down the Grand Wizard, and said as he walked:
"Great Wizard, I'll carry you down hundreds of steps first, and then put you down when we get to the square."

"What?!" the arch wizard suddenly roared, struggling violently in his arms as he shouted.
"I am a great sorcerer, the witch who has not yet returned, and the most respected person in the Golden Clan."

"If I were to ask you to carry me up hundreds of steps, and watch me being carried by you in front of everyone, wouldn't this great wizard have no face left? Wouldn't I be ruining my reputation in my later years?"

Tu Magu looked at the great wizard struggling violently in his arms, pondered for a moment, and felt that what the great wizard said made some sense, so he put the great wizard down.

Then, he helped the great wizard walk slowly.

The high priest, seeing him being helped up, suddenly said:
"Don't help me up, or the people of my tribe will think I have a problem with my legs."

"Uh..." Tu Magu groaned, glancing down at the Great Wizard's feet, thinking to himself:

Great Wizard, don't you have any idea whether your legs are nimble or not?
Unfortunately, although the Grand Wizard had become somewhat senile recently, he was still a Grand Wizard and respected by him. He dared not and could not say these words aloud, so he could only keep them to himself and said:
"Great Wizard, then I won't help you. Please walk slowly!"

"Hmph!" The great wizard snorted, proudly raising his head, his old, decaying bones making a cracking sound.

"Ouch...ouch..." Soon, the high wizard let out a painful cry, shouting in agony:
"I'm stuck in a bone, quickly carry me down!"

Tu Magu was taken aback, then said:
"Great Wizard, don't you feel embarrassed being hugged by me in front of everyone? So, should I hug you or not?"

"You worthless wretch!" The high wizard glared at Tumagu and scolded:
"Didn't you see I strained my back?"

"I'm asking you, is saving face more important or your health?"

"Why did I ever bring you home and raise you like this? If I'd known you were this stupid, I would have let you..."

Tu Magu smiled as he listened to the high wizard's reprimand, recalling a scene from many years ago.

At that time, he was only seven or eight years old. His parents died unexpectedly, leaving him all alone and destitute. His rented house was robbed by people in the neighborhood, and his food was also taken away. He had nothing to eat and was on the verge of starvation. He was about to starve to death.

Just then, the Great Wizard appeared, took him back to the Holy Tower, raised him, and trained him to become the patriarch of the Golden Clan.

Therefore, the great wizard is now old and nearing the end of his life, and he is more saddened than anyone else.

Nowadays, although the great wizard is too old and his temper is even worse than before.

However, he was overjoyed. It felt like a return to his childhood, to the scene where the great wizard taught him. Although he appeared strict, he believed that discipline was necessary for his own good.

Tu Magu looked at the great wizard, who was a head shorter than him, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth. In his prime, the great wizard had been as tall as him. Now, due to old age and shrinking bones, he was so much shorter.

"Great Wizard, I'm holding you!"

As Tu Magu spoke, he bent down and hugged the great wizard in his arms, then steadily walked down the steps towards the plaza below.

Inside the Holy Tower!
Zhang Xiaofan and Linglong sat facing each other.

She has a curvaceous figure, an exquisitely beautiful face, and an ethereal气质, like the most beautiful fairy!

One man was tall and strong, handsome and dashing with a touch of evil charm, like a demon god!
Linglong stared at Zhang Xiaofan with her beautiful eyes and said:
"You have now cultivated to the Taiqing Perfection stage, only one step away from becoming an immortal. But that one step is like an insurmountable chasm!" "You have come here, presumably to become an immortal?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said:
"Indeed, I came here to become an immortal. I have now reached the Taiqing Perfection Realm and there is no way to advance further. The only way is to become an immortal."

"However, you also know how difficult it is to become an immortal. Even I only have an 80% chance of success now. Considering that you have done a lot of research on the methods of immortality, let's see if you can gain some insights."

"Hiss! Eighty percent?"

Linglong gasped, staring at Zhang Xiaofan in disbelief, and exclaimed in horror:
"You're already 80% confident of becoming an immortal, and you're still not satisfied?"

"You know, back then I didn't even have a 10% chance of becoming an immortal. Even if I had a 50% chance, I would have become an immortal without hesitation, and I would never have settled for the so-called method of immortality."

As Linglong spoke, perhaps recalling her past hardships, a look of melancholy crossed her face.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan comforted him:
"All paths lead to the same destination. Your method of achieving immortality may also be helpful in becoming an immortal, but you may not have fully grasped its meaning yet..."

"Hmm?" Linglong suddenly frowned, glared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said:

"Are you saying that I'm stupid, which is why I haven't fully grasped it?"

"Ahem!" Zhang Xiaofan coughed twice and said truthfully:
"Although your intelligence is among the best in the entire cultivation world, it is indeed far inferior to mine."

"Zhang...Xiao...Fan!" Jin Ling stared coldly at Zhang Xiaofan, uttering each word through gritted teeth:
"Over the years, everyone around me has praised me for being exceptionally intelligent. But you are the first person to call me stupid."

"You know what? Right now I'm thinking about how to kill you, then cut your flesh off piece by piece, and then eat your flesh in eighty-one different ways!"

Zhang Xiaofan met Linglong's gaze with a smile and said:
"Don't scare me, I know you won't."

"Furthermore, precisely because you are exceptionally intelligent and incredibly proud, I know that lying to you would be disrespectful, and you'll understand that. That's why I'm telling you the truth—that you're stupid!"

Upon hearing this, Linglong smiled awkwardly and said:

"So, I should thank you for helping me understand myself?"

"Ha..." Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand, and said in an immortal's voice:
"No need, I'm Lei Feng, I'm happy to help others!"

"Who is Lei Feng?" Linglong asked curiously, as she had never heard of Lei Feng before.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan explained:

“He’s a good man!”

“Uh…” Linglong’s pretty face froze for a moment, and she let out an “uh” sound, clearly not expecting Zhang Xiaofan to say such a thing.

Good person...

He has seen many good people and many bad people in this world.

But, unable to become an immortal, ultimately...

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Linglong, who was deep in thought, and patiently waited for her to ponder for a moment before bowing respectfully and saying solemnly:
"I, Zhang Xiaofan, now humbly request Senior Linglong to teach me the methods of immortality and her magical arts."

"puff!"

(End of this chapter)