Chapter 67: Nanshan Immortal Lovers, Journeying the Immortal Path Together

Lin Mo didn’t just stand by watching—he began practicing the twelve steps of Kui Xing Zhuang.

Kui Xing Step!

Nine Turns Flying Star!

Northern Dipper Drifting Dragon!

……

After fully mastering Kui Xing Zhuang within the secret realm, his twelve-step form had reached perfection.

Though the aura he generated while practicing wasn’t as imposing as Long A’s, it still looked nearly as strong.

As Lin Mo practiced, system prompts refreshed on his panel:

【True Ultimate Flame being refined…】

So it wasn’t just sitting meditation—practicing Zhuang could also refine the Flame?

Lin Mo’s eyes lit up.

Perfect! Half the day meditating, half practicing Zhuang—just right.

Since Kui Xing Zhuang reached perfection, he could clearly feel his physique improving; the daily -1 penalty from staying up late had diminished greatly.

In the Great Cultivation Era, too many people only sat meditating, turning proctology into the busiest department in every city.

Since he started practicing Zhuang, climbing five flights of stairs was effortless—his legs no longer ached, his back no longer hurt.

After nearly three or four hours of practice, fine sweat beads formed on Lin Mo’s forehead, yet he felt refreshingly invigorated.

【Ding, Zhuang practice ended! True Ultimate Flame slightly refined. Fire spiritual root purity increased: 43.1% → 43.2%】

The purity of his Fire spiritual root had improved slightly again.

Calculating the time, the refinement speed through Zhuang practice was even slightly faster than sitting meditation!

A hint of delight appeared in Lin Mo’s eyes—this was an unexpected gain.

When he stopped, Long A had just finished several sets of Zhuang steps, took a deep breath, and stood with his cultivation concluded.

Long A looked at Lin Mo, his dark face breaking into a smile: “Brother Lin, your Zhuang practice is impressive—nothing like a typical cultivation path. Better than even our high school physical training students.”

Lin Mo politely replied: “You flatter me, you flatter me.”

The two stood there exchanging pleasantries when Lin Mo’s spirit device vibrated—he was about to answer when another phone ringtone blared:

“Our love’s like a sudden brake—you really don’t care, you’re already riding his BMW, oh Cuihua, you won’t even answer me…”

Lin Mo: “…”

Long A showed no embarrassment at all—just chuckled, picked up his spirit device, and walked aside.

“Hmm, quite a unique ringtone. Good taste.”

Lin Mo silently praised him, then checked his spirit device and realized it was his mother calling.

So Old Li must’ve told his parents?

No signal on the Immortal Vessel, and after landing he’d been too busy meditating—he’d forgotten to inform them right away.

Lin Mo smiled. Now, surely Old Li’s family genealogy would give him his own page?

He smiled and answered the call.

“Oh my goodness, little one, you finally picked up! Where on earth have you been these past few days? The old man from your neighborhood said he couldn’t find you at all…”

The moment the call connected, instead of the joy he expected, it was his mother’s endless nagging.

“Wait, Mom! Hold on! Didn’t Old Li explain the Immortal Exam to you?”

Lin Mo quickly interrupted his mother’s tirade.

“Old Li? You mean your homeroom teacher? He hasn’t called me in three years—why would he contact me now?”

That damn Zhong Deng—he forgot my instructions the moment he turned his back.

He’d just mentally complained when his mother continued:

“But the other day, someone named ‘Principal Zhu’ did call me—though it was clearly a scam. How could the principal of such a big school as Nanshan call me?”

“I hung up right away. Trying to swindle my money? Not a chance!”

“...” Lin Mo paused, then said:

“Uh… Mom, that wasn’t trying to scam you—it was trying to give you money.”

He scratched his head and began explaining to his mother via spirit device.

A few minutes later…

His mother still didn’t believe a word of it, her tone remaining skeptical:

“You’re saying… you suddenly jumped from Qi Refining 2 to Qi Refining 8?”

“Yes!”

“And suddenly went to some Nine Great Dao Academies’ Ascension Platform to take the Heavenly Dao Immortal Exam?”

“Exactly!”

“And somehow ended up ranked tenth on the Immortal List?”

“Yep, that’s right!”

“...”

His mother fell silent for a moment, then said:

“Little one, if you can’t cultivate or become an immortal, that’s fine—we’ve already accepted it. Your academic grades are good enough. After graduation, become a civil servant. If all else fails, come home and inherit our peach orchard. Our Lin Village has been peach farmers for generations…”

Lin Mo took a deep breath and said:

“Mom, why don’t you go online and check if there’s a Lin Mo among this year’s Qinzhou Immortal List top ten?”

He’d barely finished when he remembered something and added quickly:

“No—there might be name duplicates. Just search for the runner-up of the Sichuan Immortal Exam. Maybe Principal Zhu already posted my photo…”

His mother hesitated, then finally opened her spirit device to check recent headlines.

As expected, a headline titled “Nanshan Immortal Lovers, Journeying the Immortal Path Together!” appeared on Sichuan’s top news—when she clicked it—

Lin Mo’s slightly youthful face clearly appeared at the top of the screen.

His mother’s eyes widened, and she blurted out: “Old Lin! Come quick! Your little one’s going to become an immortal!!”

Huh?

Lin Mo tilted his head. Something about his mother’s phrasing felt off.

After shouting, his mother’s voice rose with triumph: “I told you those spiritual peaches were useful! You ate one and suddenly woke up!”

Next, Lin Mo had to endure not just his mother and his father rushing over, but also a swarm of distant relatives who’d somehow been summoned.

After half an hour of nonstop spirit device chatter, his mother finally tossed him: “Go cultivate fast—don’t let those Immortal Masters kick you out!”—then hung up amid the chaos.

“Phew~!”

Lin Mo exhaled. That call had been more exhausting than the Immortal Exam itself.

He turned to look—Long A was still on the phone, his voice faintly drifting over:

“Baby, I really can’t come over these days—I’m cultivating at the Enlightenment Cliff… What? Where’s the Enlightenment Cliff? The Enlightenment Cliff is…”

Talking to his girlfriend?

Lin Mo smiled.

Although Short A was short in stature, his talent was astonishing—he was a rare primordial holy body, the top-ranked body cultivator in this year’s cohort.

In an era that valued talent over looks, he’d surely attract plenty of admirers.

He’d just thought this when Long A continued:

“Huh? Your Crush wants to play Black Monkey and needs a 4090? Okay okay, buy it! I’ll transfer the money to your card right away—don’t be mad…”

Lin Mo: “???”