The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 3: You promised me cultivation of immortality, but instead you're playing a ghost story with me?

The bright moon shines its light.

The courtyard was quiet and cold.

The Shengxia Hall was brightly lit, filled with incense, and the rising steam made the whole space feel as warm as spring.

Several pretty maids stood in a corner of the hall, whispering among themselves, their faces showing a hint of worry.

"This batch of new recruits is larger than the last one, and we thought we could keep more of them. But a lot of them are useless, all show and no substance. Only seven people passed the screening."

"There are a few fewer than last time. What if we offend the fairies and they punish us?"

“I’m not afraid of the other fairies getting angry, I’m afraid of the Mighty Buddha Mother…”

"Shh! Shut up!"

Perhaps the name 'Vajra Buddha Mother' was too terrifying, for just mentioning her name made these maids tremble. They immediately shut their mouths and looked at each other with worry and fear in their eyes.

Suddenly, a clear laugh rang out, and a maidservant, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a relaxed expression, walked over from the hot spring. Her clothes were damp.

"Do not worry. Although there were fewer people this time, we found two treasures. If the Buddha Mother knew, she would not only not punish us, but would also reward us!"

"what?"

……

Xiao Chan changed back into her beautiful clothes, though the hem was inevitably damp. She left Shengxia Palace alone, taking small steps down the steps, her eyes darting around, and softly called out, "Granny Shi, have you arrived?"

blah blah blah!

The dull footsteps came from behind.

Xiao Chan turned around and saw a person walking out from the shadow of the pillar. It was a strong woman with a square face, broad forehead, and dark skin. There was a scar about an inch long on her left eyebrow, which made her look somewhat ferocious.

This woman, with her somewhat fierce appearance, was not only dressed smartly and neatly, but also had an exceptionally robust physique, no less than that of a strong man.

At this moment, she stared at Xiao Chan expressionlessly, causing the latter to shrink back and quickly hold out a book with both hands. "Granny Shi, the list for this time has been completed. Please send it to the fairies to check first, and I will bring the new fairy seedlings over later."

Granny Shi took the book, opened it, and examined it by the light shining from inside the Shengxia Hall. Her brows furrowed deeply.

Xiao Chan quickly said, "Although the number of people on this trip is not ideal, there are two outstanding individuals among them. The Buddha Mother and the fairy maidens will surely be satisfied with them."

She extended her slender fingers and lightly tapped on the book, revealing a list of names followed by descriptions of their natural beauty, character, and so on. Xiao Chan pointed to two names, "This young master Hong, you should have heard of him, he's exceptionally handsome, with a face like gold and jade. And this brave Wang Ai, though his natural beauty is average... he has a special talent, a very unique one, unlike anything I've ever seen before..."

Xiao Chan racked her brains but couldn't think of a suitable adjective, so she could only say, "Granny, you should see for yourself!"

Granny Shi had only given a cursory glance at the headcount before, but now, following Xiao Chan's finger, she gasped in shock: "Really?"

"Really!" Xiao Chan answered decisively.

"Truly a celestial being!"

……

"A brave warrior, is he not human, but a celestial being!"

Several pretty maids gathered around Wang Ai, exclaiming in amazement and admiration. They looked up at him with their heads held high and their faces filled with awe as they respectfully helped him change his clothes.

Wang Ai puffed out his chest, his gaze disdainful, and deliberately twisted his waist rapidly, as if a 'swish' sound could be heard.

"Is it really that scary?" The other five newcomers stared in disbelief, their faces blank, as if they had been shocked.

After bathing, only seven people remained after the initial elimination of about ten. They were then led by maids to change into new clothes. However, apart from Wang Ai who had many servants, even Hong Yuan only had two maids.

"What happened to the Ascension Pool, where you'd be shedding your mortal body? That's utter bullshit!"

Hong Yuan felt that he had washed away the smell of alcohol, but the more he looked at the place, the more it resembled certain places, such as brothels. Of course, Hong Yuan was a well-educated and cultured man, and he called it "Heaven on Earth".

However, this place seems to be exclusively for women.

Very reasonable!
There's no reason why women shouldn't be allowed to visit brothels, since men and women are equal.

"No, I have to go."

Despite understanding, he still had to run away. Hong Yuan had long since abandoned his simple scholar's robe by the hot spring. Now, under the care of two maids, he was dressed in a loose robe with an inner lining that was soft and smooth to the touch, clearly made of high-quality silk.

Hong Yuan glanced at the two maids, who were slender. He clenched his fist, and his arms under his robes immediately tensed up, as if a surge of power was rising up.

There's no way to test how much benefit the transmigration bonus brought him right now, but if he can take them all down with one punch, these maids should be easy to lull to sleep.

Hong Yuan made up his mind to make a quick getaway when the time was right.

A moment later, everyone had changed their clothes. Xiao Chan walked up to them and said with a smile, "Now that everything is ready, please follow me to the Immortal Platform to pay our respects to the Fairy Maidens."

"However, before that, I must say this: do not ask any questions on the way, do not speak in front of the fairies, and do not act rashly or disrespectfully. Just follow the instructions of the fairies."

"Don't worry, Fairy Xiao Chan, I, Wang, would never dare to act recklessly," Wang Ai said with a smile.

Xiao Chan frowned slightly, but seeing that it was Wang Ai who interrupted, she did not get angry. She simply waved her hand and led a group of maids with lanterns to guide the way.

As soon as they left the Shengxia Palace, Hong Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

Eight strong female servants were already waiting in the courtyard outside the hall. Although they were women, they were all dressed in tight-fitting clothes, tall and strong, with thick and powerful arms and legs. They were definitely not the kind of whiny monsters that would fall down with a single punch.

Most importantly, two of the strong women had bulging waist pouches, perhaps concealing short weapons, while the remaining six each carried a staff.

Without even greeting Xiao Chan, the eight strong women quickly split into two groups, sandwiching Hong Yuan and the others in the middle. Their eyes were stern, as if the sticks would come flying if they overstepped their bounds.

Hong Yuan inwardly cried out in alarm. He didn't know his own strength or how many people he could withstand, but he was certain he would be at a disadvantage against sharp weapons with his bare hands. Moreover, as Hong Yuan stared into the dark depths and listened intently, he could hear faint footsteps. Clearly, the guards of this so-called Azure Phoenix Immortal Realm were not just these few strong women.

The others were also startled and dared not meet the sharp gazes of the strong women.

"We'll just have to adapt to the situation."

Hong Yuan sighed.

The so-called 'Sendai' is actually the main house of this large manor. The route happens to pass by the lakeside garden where Hong Yuan woke up. After going in for about a hundred steps, you will soon arrive at your destination.

Compared to other pavilions, Sendai's foundation is raised three feet, adding to its imposing presence. Bright red light shines through it, illuminating the area in front of the hall.

The other maids had all dispersed without anyone noticing. Only Xiao Chan entered the hall with a lantern, flanked by eight strong women, and led Hong Yuan and his six companions into the hall.

The main hall was extremely spacious, with the roof probably nearly two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) off the ground. At the very top of the hall, a platform as tall as a person was built, with bronze mirrors carved with strange patterns hanging on three sides.

At this moment, seven people were sitting on the huge platform. Six of them were hidden behind the hanging curtains, their figures appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to discern their true appearances. Only the one in the middle sat without any curtains, sitting with an imposing air.

Yang Lie, the hook-nosed youth, and others in the hall stood motionless with their heads bowed and eyes lowered.

The group that entered the hall, even Hong Yuan, was dazzled by the light reflected from the bronze mirror when he looked up at the high platform. He was completely stunned and his mouth dropped open.

What kind of person is he?

That's a complete pig!

No, even in this day and age, it would be extremely difficult for a pig to grow that fat.

Although there were seven people on the platform, the person sitting in the middle was occupying the space of three people.

This was an old woman, probably in her fifties or sixties, with a large face full of fleshy muscles, her eyes sunken in her fat, squinting out a sinister gaze.

The chair she was sitting on was enormous, adorned with all sorts of jewels. Rather than sitting on it, she was practically sprawled out on it, her whole body resembling a mountain of flesh.

Yet she was dressed in luxurious brocade, adorned with jade and gold beads, and even her wrists, which were as thick as tree stumps, wore more than one pair of gold rings!
Hong Yuan didn't know how others felt, but he was already feeling nauseous.

The old woman, as large as a mountain of flesh, was simply sitting in her chair, her throat constantly panting, making a hoarse, bellows-like sound.

She coughed sharply, and immediately two people dressed in colorful clothes jumped out.

In fact, the two of them had been standing on the high platform behind the old woman, but their figures were blocked by the mountain of flesh, so even Hong Yuan did not see them immediately.

Now, after looking at it once and then again, he felt more than just nauseous; he wanted to gouge his own eyes out.

I initially thought the two people in colorful clothes were servants or something similar, but I now realize they are actually two men dressed as women with makeup on. Even with such an incongruous outfit, you can still tell that they are quite good-looking.

One of them was patting the fat woman's chest to help her breathe, though it was unclear whether he could actually find her chest... The other was half-squatting, head held high, looking incredibly obedient.

Holy crap...

This young man!

The plump woman finally coughed up the stuff stuck in her throat and pulled the colorful-clad man who had come closer with her large hand.

The man in colorful clothes was trembling, and his legs were already weak.

Hong Yuan was not an uncultured person, but he really wanted to curse right now. He couldn't bear to watch, so he suddenly turned his eyes to Yang Lie, who was trembling slightly and had his head down with his eyes closed.

Got it! Got it all!

'Brother Yang, you are the real hero!'
No wonder Yang Lie, despite his tall and strong physique, looked like he hadn't slept well, with dark circles under his eyes. It would be a miracle if he had slept well.

Hong Yuan suddenly thought of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio and many other tales of the strange and supernatural, many of which were stories of scholars, young men, knights-errant, and merchants who, due to various accidents, accidentally entered a fairyland, met fairy maidens, and had a one-night stand.

From a modern perspective, some interpret it as nothing more than lonely noblewomen in secluded homes creating a mystique and using supernatural tricks to seduce men.

How similar are these two situations?
Hong Yuan had speculated about the cultivators and suspected that the Biwu Immortal Realm was haunted by a group of mountain spirits and monsters, but now it seemed that it was nothing more than a false immortal realm constructed with power and immense wealth.

In fact, from the perspective of this era, it may not be an illusion. To ordinary people, what is the difference between these powerful and wealthy people and the immortals living in paradise?

Even in the ancient times of Hong Yuan's previous life, to the people of that time, the one in the temple was the seated City God, the county magistrate was the standing City God, the Jinshi (successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) and Zhuangyuan (top scholar in the imperial examination) were the reincarnations of the God of Literature, and the emperor was the Son of Heaven...

They are all sacred, there are no mortals among them!
"vomit!"

Finally, someone nearby couldn't hold it in anymore and started gagging!
The fat woman was being served by a man in colorful clothes who wiped the corner of her mouth. She glanced at him with a sinister look in her eyes, and immediately a strong woman pounced on her. Her large, rough hands grabbed the back of the vomiting woman's neck and pulled her backward like an eagle snatching a chick.

The man coughed loudly and struggled violently. The woman clenched her free hand into a fist and slammed it down, punching him hard in the temple.

The man's body twitched, and he immediately went limp as a rag doll.

The strong woman snorted coldly, stretched out her arm, and carried the man out of the hall with him under her armpit.

Hong Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

The rest of the people remained silent, trembling with fear.

Another strong woman slammed her staff into the ground with a loud thud, and shouted sternly, "How dare you be so presumptuous with the Venerable Mother of Might and Virtue right in front of you! Everyone, bow your heads and do not look directly at the Holy Mother of Might and Virtue's face!"

The 'Mother of Might' waved her large, fat hand, her squinting eyes looking down at the entire scene. She nodded and said, "This time, the Immortal Realm is recruiting new immortal talents. I will only accept two disciples for personal instruction..."

She spread her large hand, pointing a fat finger at Hong Yuan and Wang Ai, and said with a hoarse laugh, "These two will become my disciples and cultivate immortal techniques. The rest of the immortal seedlings can be divided among you."

　I actually wanted to choose the martial arts genre for this book, but it has elements of magic and spells, so I didn't. Don't be misled by the title; I genuinely didn't know what to title it!

　　Having learned my lesson, I now deeply understand that the higher the level of power, the more ethereal it becomes, and it cannot be easily controlled. One day, I suddenly came across a clip from the movie "Iron Monkey," and then I spent two days watching various old martial arts films. I used to be a big fan of these films, but I had forgotten about them. Suddenly, I felt the beauty of power rising from the ground, the clash of fists and feet, and the interplay of swords and blades. Lightness skill isn't about floating in the sky and flying an unknown distance; it's about stepping on a wall and using leverage! And martial arts isn't about unleashing a burst of energy with a single punch and killing enemies across the universe!
　　So the first volume is about being able to defeat a hundred men, and being able to defeat a hundred men is already very strong, extraordinary! Could Xiang Yu defeat a hundred men single-handedly, without a horse or armor?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)