Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 501 Second Generation Immortal

A streak of light pierced the sky, and the red light of the Red-Robed Immortal, swirling with the black jade, traversed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers in a matter of moments.

The scenery beneath my feet rushed past, turning into blurry blocks of color.

Mo Yu, a mortal, could feel that the deeper he went into his meridians, the more concentrated the spiritual energy in the air became, and inhaling it made him feel refreshed.

"Although my Yellow Maple Valley is called a 'valley,' the entire Taiyue Mountain range, which stretches for thousands of miles, is actually the territory of my sect."

Hong Fu's cool voice rang in my ears, "Within the sect, any disciple whose cultivation reaches the tenth level of Qi Refining or above is qualified to find a secluded place in the mountains to open up their own cave dwelling. However, as time goes by, any blessed land with even a little bit of spiritual energy has long been occupied by predecessors and fellow disciples of the past."

Her words were simple, yet they revealed the most naked reality of the cultivation world.

Even within sects, the struggle for resources is ubiquitous.

If one lacks connections within the sect and rashly establishes a cave dwelling on their own, the best they can hope for is a more spacious place to live, which might not even be as good as the accommodations provided by the sect for a cultivator.

At least compared to running off to some deserted mountain ravine where you might get killed and no one would even know when it happened, this is much better.

The accommodations provided by the sect are always much safer, at least.

The red light suddenly paused, hovering above a beautiful mountain peak shrouded in dense spiritual mist, where the clear cries of cranes could be heard.

At the summit of this peak, several proud and rugged plum trees bloom in what is not winter, their cool fragrance refreshing and invigorating.

"We've arrived at my cave dwelling, Cold Plum Peak."

Hong Fu pointed to the mountain below, where the spiritual energy had almost turned into streams that flowed around the mountainside, and her tone softened slightly.
"You have six senior sisters. The third one unfortunately died young. The remaining five, along with a niece from my family, all live on this peak. You are the only male on the peak. You must always be careful in your actions and avoid causing gossip and embarrassing everyone."

"Disciple understands." The mortal Mo Yu bowed respectfully.

Although Hong Fu didn't say it explicitly, the subtext of her words was: My territory is full of women, you better behave yourself.

Mo Yu was not surprised that Hong Fu's disciple was not mentioned in the original work.

As a Core Formation Elder, it's impossible for him to refuse to accept any disciples under the sect's strict rules; that would seem illogical.

Hong Fu was quite satisfied with his attitude. She nodded, flicked her finger, and a beam of crimson spiritual light entered Mo Yu's brow.

"I have granted you the authority to enter and exit the protective array of this peak, but only you are permitted. If you wish to bring outsiders, you must obtain my permission in advance. Remember, this array was personally set up by me, and its killing power is extraordinary. If you act rashly, it may result in your annihilation as well."

Mo Yu, a mortal, remained silent, but a faint blue flame ignited in his eyes.

[The Secret of Qimen Manifestation]!
In an instant, the entire Hanmei Peak transformed into a completely different scene in his eyes.

Countless mysterious runes intertwined to form an array, enveloping the entire mountain peak, the flow of spiritual energy, the nodes of the array, the hub of energy...

Everything was clearly reflected in his "field of vision".

The complexity and ingenuity of this grand formation far exceeded his current level of formation cultivation, but he could instinctively "see" its trajectory and core.

Hong Fu was no ordinary person; she sensed Mo Yu's use of his divine power almost the instant he activated it. Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she asked with a hint of scrutiny:

"You also have some knowledge of formations?"

"I wouldn't dare. I've only read a few books on array formations in the market, so I only have a superficial understanding and can't claim to be an expert," the mortal Mo Yu said decisively, shaking his head.

He was afraid that his cheap master would misunderstand him as a genius of array formations and then throw him a bunch of array formation jade slips as homework.

His [Qimen Manifestation] is of extremely high quality, a trait directly shared from a senior member of the group. He can see through all formations, but whether he can unravel them depends on his mastery of formations.

After all, he's essentially just a lazy bum who wants to find the most comfortable position to lie down, a good-for-nothing who's just giving up. You really can't expect anything from him.

Mo Yu's "sincere" denial was interpreted in a completely different way by Hong Fu.

She had experienced some unpleasant things in her youth, and therefore always harbored a deep aversion to handsome, boastful, and frivolous young men.

In her view, men in the world are divided into three classes:

A fool is someone who is incompetent yet speaks arrogantly.

Those who are complacent and boastful because they have some ability are frivolous and petty.
A true gentleman is one who possesses extraordinary talent yet never flaunts it, always maintaining a humble and reverent heart.

Mo Yu's answer perfectly matched the third option.

A sixteen-year-old at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, with a rare mutated spiritual root—such talent can be called "genius" no matter what.

But when asked by himself, he showed no sign of boasting, and instead frankly admitted that he was "not good at it".

This composure and humility are just...too much to her liking!

In an instant, Hong Fu's scrutinizing gaze softened, revealing a complex mix of appreciation, satisfaction, and even a hint of consideration.

Although Mo Yu defines himself as a waste, he is still very clear about how he acquired his abilities.

But Hong Fu didn't know that in her eyes, her new disciple was clearly the kind of person who was capable but didn't flaunt it, and had the demeanor of a gentleman.

Therefore, the way she looked at him became more and more like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, becoming more and more satisfied with him.

The mortal Mo Yu felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze, muttering to himself, "Oh no, could my cheap master be trying to take advantage of me, like an old cow eating young grass? Seeing my abundant Yang spiritual root essence, is she trying to drain my essence? There's a two-fold difference in cultivation level; I'm afraid I won't even be left as a trace..."

Just as he was lost in thought, the two of them passed through a deep yet bright crystal cave, and suddenly the view opened up before them.

Inside the cave dwelling lies a hidden world, with babbling springs, exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and an elegant stone hall sitting in the center.

Inside the hall, two women sat facing each other, chatting quietly with charming smiles.

One of the women appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She wore an elegant, moon-white long dress, exuding a gentle and quiet temperament. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back and was held up by a simple wooden hairpin. Her unadorned face carried an air of scholarly refinement, like a quietly blooming orchid in a secluded valley.

The other woman was much more beautiful.

She appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, similar in age to Mo Yu. Her boldly tailored fiery red palace dress accentuated her well-developed figure, with a low-cut neckline revealing a breathtaking expanse of white skin and a deep cleavage that drew attention.

Coupled with her stunningly beautiful face and a pair of alluring, fox-like eyes, her every glance seemed to bewitch the soul.

More importantly, her facial features bear a striking resemblance to those of Hong Fu above, with about 70% similarity.

Upon seeing Hong Fu return, the two women quickly rose and bowed.

"Greetings, Master!" the gentle woman said softly.

"Greetings, Aunt!" The girl in red said sweetly, with a hint of coquetry in her voice.

The mortal Mo Yu followed behind Hong Fu and almost instantly confirmed the latter's identity as Dong Xuan'er!
At the same time, he vaguely guessed Hong Fu's true purpose in taking him as her disciple.

'Tsk, did I step on another landmine for Junior Brother Han Li?' He silently complained in his heart, but his face remained calm and composed.

After bowing, Dong Xuan'er couldn't suppress her curiosity and secretly raised her eyes, her watery peach blossom eyes openly scrutinizing the unfamiliar young man following behind her aunt.

'His appearance was average, not exactly handsome, but he was tall and upright with broad shoulders and a pine-like posture, possessing a masculine and heroic aura rarely seen in ordinary cultivators…'

She silently assessed the situation, 'But my aunt is so cold-hearted; her cave rarely receives even a visitor. Why would she personally bring a man back today? Could it be… the son of some old friend, trying to use connections to gain entry into Yellow Maple Valley?'

In the blink of an eye, Dong Xuan'er had already habitually sent Mo Yu a wink that she thought was a subtle flirtatious glance, her eyes as watery as if they carried invisible hooks.

Mo Yu, a mere mortal, stood like a stone statue beside Hong Fu, his gaze fixed straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to the allure of her gaze that could have stirred the hearts of any ordinary young man.

Dong Xuan'er's alluring gaze was completely wasted on the blind.

Upon seeing this, she immediately became somewhat displeased, her peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly.

Hong Fu took in her niece's little actions, and her already cold face instantly turned even colder.

But considering her newly accepted apprentice was present, she ultimately wanted to save face for her niece, and simply snorted coldly:
"Hmph! Get up."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, Aunt!"

The two women stood up upon hearing the sound.

Dong Xuan'er sensed her aunt's displeasure and immediately felt a chill. She dared not make any further movements and obediently stood to the side with her hands at her sides.

Hong Fu pointed to Mo Yu and introduced him to the two of them: "This is my newly accepted disciple, Mo Yu. From now on, you will be fellow disciples. Get to know each other."

Upon hearing this, not only Dong Xuan'er, but even the gentle woman in white showed a deep look of surprise in her eyes, and they all looked at Mo Yu in astonishment.

They knew their master's (aunt's) rules all too well. Hanmei Peak never accepted male disciples. What extraordinary abilities did this young man possess that made their master make an exception for him?
Ignoring the two probing gazes, the mortal Mo Yu bowed respectfully to them.
"Disciple Mo Yu greets the two senior sisters."

The woman in white was the first to react, a gentle smile spreading across her face as she returned the greeting.
"Hua Shuangling is the second in the sect. Junior Brother came in a hurry, and Senior Sister did not have time to prepare a gift for you. Please forgive me."

Her voice, like her temperament, is like a gentle breeze.

"Second Senior Sister, you flatter me. It should be Junior Brother preparing gifts for you." Mortal Mo Yu bowed again.

At this moment, Dong Xuan'er moved gracefully to stand in front of Mo Yu, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on him:

"My name is Dong Xuan'er, but I haven't officially become your aunt's disciple yet, so I can't be considered your senior sister. Logically speaking, you should call me junior sister."

Her tone carried a hint of girlish naiveté and cunning, and her body subtly moved half a step closer to Mo Yu, as if she wanted to see if this young man could truly ignore her charm.

"Greetings, Junior Sister Dong."

Mo Yu, a mortal, nodded calmly and readily changed his words, his tone devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

A hint of surprise and resentment flashed in Dong Xuan'er's beautiful eyes. She parted her lips slightly and continued:
"I will be participating in the Ascension Ceremony next year and officially become a disciple of Huangfeng Valley. At that time, Senior Brother Moyu will have to prepare a decent gift for his junior sister."

"I've noted it down," the mortal Mo Yu replied calmly.

He's just lazy, not stupid; he still knows all the proper etiquette.

In fact, he actually had quite a few rare and precious items in his storage bag that would be suitable to give to women, but he would never take them out at this moment.

A man who carries cosmetics and jewelry to please a woman on the first meeting would be an absolutely unlikable figure in Hong Fu's eyes.

The truth was just as he expected.

Just as Dong Xuan'er was about to try to provoke her again with words and gestures, Hong Fu's icy gaze swept over her once more. The chilling aura made Dong Xuan'er shiver instantly, and she shrank back sheepishly, no longer daring to cause any more trouble.

Hong Fu was both troubled and helpless about her niece, who was becoming increasingly bold and frivolous.

This was, after all, the only bloodline left by her deceased brother; she couldn't be hit, but scolding her too harshly would hurt her feelings. Yet it was precisely this pampering that made Dong Xuan'er increasingly unrestrained, indulging in the feeling of being pursued by male disciples from all walks of life. Although she was still a virgin, her reputation within the sect was getting worse and worse.

This is the fundamental reason why Hong Fu was so eager to find a reliable partner for dual cultivation.

She needed a man to "keep" Dong Xuan'er in check, to make her settle down, so that she wouldn't do anything disgraceful to the Dong family in the future.

"Frost Silk,"

Hong Fu withdrew her gaze and instructed Hua Shuangling, "Take Mo Yu to familiarize himself with the environment inside the peak and find him a place to stay."

"Yes, Master."

Hua Shuangling respectfully clasped her hands in greeting and accepted the order. Then she turned to Mo Yu and smiled gently, "Junior brother, please come with me."

"Thank you for your trouble, senior sister."

The mortal Mo Yu followed behind Hua Shuangling, preparing to leave.

Seeing that things were not going well, Dong Xuan'er rolled her eyes and quietly moved her feet, intending to slip away and escape her aunt's oppressive atmosphere.

"You, stay here."

Hong Fu's eerie voice was like a death knell, instantly freezing Dong Xuan'er in place.

With a pained expression, she quickly cast a pleading look at Hua Shuangling.

Hua Shuangling ignored her without even turning her head.

Are you kidding me?
In the hearts of her disciples, Hong Fu was an absolutely strict teacher!

They weren't close relatives like Dong Xuan'er, so how could they dare to be presumptuous in front of their master?

If any of them dared to act improperly or do anything that would damage the family's reputation, they would probably have been slapped to death by their master long ago, and he would have shown no mercy in cleaning up the sect.

In the world of cultivation, strength is the most important thing.

Either you are a strong fighter yourself, or you have a strong player to back you up.

If you have neither, then you should keep a low profile, act discreetly, and accumulate strength.

At least in this world, so-called cultivators are no different from ordinary people, and are even more extreme because of their extraordinary powers.

……

Stepping out of the cave and out of Hong Fu's sight, Hua Shuangling visibly breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense shoulders relaxed, and she appeared more approachable and natural.

"This peak is called Hanmei Peak. It is one of the spiritual eyes with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire Taiyue Mountain Range. In addition, with the spirit-gathering array set up by my master, cultivating here can be equivalent to several days in the outside world in one day, achieving twice the result with half the effort." She introduced it to Mo Yu in a soft voice as she led the way.

She pointed to an exquisite pavilion hidden in a bamboo forest to the east, "Most of the spiritual energy in the peak converges towards Master's cave, so the residences of us disciples are basically built around Master's cave. My cave is 500 meters away over there, where the clouds and mist are thickest."

Then, she pointed out the locations of the other senior sisters' caves to Mo Yu.

"The eldest sister's cave is on that cliff in that direction. She prefers quiet and is skilled in playing the zither and making talismans. The third sister's cave... sigh, it's currently occupied by the junior sister Xuan'er. The fourth and fifth sisters are twins, proficient in combined attacks, and almost inseparable. The sixth sister is an alchemist, currently traveling outside and not on the peak..."

The mortal Mo Yu quietly followed beside Hua Shuangling, listening attentively to her explanation, and gained a general understanding of the Hong Fu Sect.

Hua Shuangling led him around several suitable locations for establishing a cave dwelling, finally stopping, turning to look at Mo Yu, and asking with a smile:

"Junior Brother, you've looked around. Do you have any special requirements for your residence?"

After a moment's thought, the mortal Mo Yu replied, "I'm not picky about the location. I'll just choose a place with good sunlight."

"Sunlight?" A hint of surprise flashed in Hua Shuangling's beautiful eyes.

Most cultivators prefer cool and quiet places, which are conducive to meditation, and few people like him specifically require plenty of sunlight.

However, she didn't ask any further questions, since every cultivator has their own cultivation secrets.

She pondered for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she led Mo Yu toward a wide open hillside to the south.

"How is this place? This was originally a medicinal garden that Master cultivated to grow some sun-loving herbs. Not only is the spiritual energy extremely abundant, but the terrain is also open, and it is exposed to direct sunlight for most of the day."

As the mortal Mo Yu looked around, he saw that the medicinal field was filled with many rare and precious herbs of considerable age, which shone brightly in the sunlight and emitted a refreshing medicinal fragrance.

He thought to himself, 'If Han Li saw this place, he'd be ecstatic.'

Without much hesitation, he nodded immediately and said, "This is it. Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister."

Seeing that he had made his choice, Hua Shuangling thought for a moment and then kindly offered a reminder:
"Junior brother, these spiritual herbs are all Master's beloved possessions, and each one has a limited number. If you live here in the future, you must never pick them without permission, otherwise the consequences will be very serious if Master finds out."

Upon hearing this, the mortal Mo Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I know all these rules."

"That's good."

Hua Shuangling nodded and then said, "Now that the location has been chosen, I will help you build a simple house using magic."

As she spoke, she began to perform a hand seal.

"No need to trouble you, senior sister. I can handle this little thing myself."

Before he finished speaking, the mortal Mo Yu had already casually taken out two talismans from his storage bag and tossed them forward.

The moment one of the cyan talismans landed, it transformed into a beam of green light and seeped into the soil.

In an instant, countless tenacious green vines burst forth from the soil, growing wildly, intertwining, and coiling, forming the complete framework of a magnificent mansion covering an area of ​​more than 500 square meters in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, another yellow talisman exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of yellow sand.

Instead of scattering, the yellow sand was drawn by an invisible force, transforming into a torrent of mud and rocks that poured into the framework formed by the vines, filling, shaping, and compacting itself.

Finally, the mud and rocks flashed with light and instantly solidified into hard and smooth bluestone!
It all happened in no more than ten breaths!

A simple yet grand mansion rose from the ground!

The speed of the attack left Hua Shuangling completely stunned, her gentle face filled with shock and disbelief.

"Junior brother..."

She opened her mouth slightly and said, "I didn't expect your control over the Five Elements spells to be so exquisite. Such effortless skill is something even I, a Foundation Establishment stage senior sister, am ashamed of."

She took a deep breath, her face full of wry smiles and amazement: "Just now I was thinking that if Junior Brother had any questions about magical cultivation, he could come to me for discussion. Now it seems... I'm glad I didn't say it, otherwise I would have been showing off my limited skills in front of you, which would have been incredibly embarrassing."

Mo Yu withdrew her hand and chuckled humbly, saying, "Senior Sister is too kind. I've only put a little more effort into these unorthodox and low-level techniques. I don't deserve such praise from you."

"A side path?"

Hua Shuangling shook her head upon hearing this, a strange light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Anyone with even a little knowledge knows this.

Building is always harder than destroying!
Ordinary magical duels, to put it bluntly, are just about "whoever has the greatest strength can make bricks fly," comparing whose spells are more powerful, whose spiritual energy is more abundant, and who can blast the pit in the ground deeper.

This is something anyone can do.

But what Mo Yu just displayed was his extraordinary control over spiritual power!

He perfectly blended wood-based and earth-based spells, two completely different attributes, seamlessly integrating them as if they were his own limbs.

If this technique were used in a magical duel, how terrifying would it be?
With vines as bones and earth and stone as flesh, the defensive spells constructed will far surpass the strength and flexibility of single earth or wood spells.

not to mention……

Hua Shuangling could clearly sense the powerful and intense spiritual energy emanating from Mo Yu's body, which was like a blazing sun.

It's obvious that his true expertise lies in fire magic!

Among the Five Elements magic, the fire element is known for its ferocious output.

What astonishing level of skill will someone who can master both earth and wood magic reach in their most proficient fire magic?!

Considering Mo Yu's youthful face, still bearing traces of childishness, and his cultivation level at the Great Perfection of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining...

'Master has truly taken in an extraordinary prodigy this time!' Hua Shuangling sighed inwardly.

Having spent many years in the cultivation world, how could she not understand her master's true intention in accepting her as a disciple?

This isn't about taking on a disciple; it's clearly about carefully selecting a wealthy husband for that good-for-nothing girl, Dong Xuan'er!

This is the advantage of having connections in higher positions.

Even if you mess around all day and don't strive for anything, it doesn't matter, because someone has paved the way for you.

Hua Shuangling recalled how she had worked hard for over a decade to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill, fighting desperately in the sect competition before finally winning.

As for Dong Xuan'er, before she even entered the sect, her master had already reserved a Foundation Establishment Pill for her.

If one pill wasn't enough, her master would even go so far as to beg for a second, a third... until he used pills to force her to reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

So what if she's uneducated and dissolute?
Her master then found her another genius, Mo Yu, intending to bring the two together as cultivation partners.

Normally, through the practice of dual cultivation, Dong Xuan'er could benefit from Mo Yu's extraordinary talent and improve her cultivation level.
In the future, once Mo Yu grows into a Core Formation cultivator, even if Dong Xuan'er remains stuck at the Foundation Establishment stage for life, she will still be protected by him and enjoy a life of wealth, honor, and carefree happiness.

Such treatment, such an opportunity...

Even someone as gentle as Hua Shuangling couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness and jealousy at this moment.

Unaware of his senior sister's complex inner thoughts, the mortal Mo Yu had already used wood-based magic to quickly create a complete set of furniture within the mansion.

He opened the door and turned to extend an invitation to Hua Shuangling, who was still in a daze:
"I am deeply grateful to my senior sister for guiding me and running around today. Since the residence is newly built, why don't you come in, have a cup of tea, and rest for a while?"

Hua Shuangling snapped out of her daze, looked at Mo Yu's calm and expressionless face, quickly composed herself, shook her head, and forced a gentle smile onto her face:

"No, Senior Sister has some matters to attend to, so I won't bother Junior Brother any longer. I'll come for a formal visit another day... another day."

After saying that, she gave Mo Yu a hasty bow, as if she didn't want to stay any longer, and rode a moon-white streak of light towards her cave.

She dared not stay any longer.

The master specially found this "heaven-sent match" for his junior sister. How could she, an outsider, dare to steal it first?
(End of this chapter)