Chapter 294: You Used to Call People Mortal Brother

Tianchu Peak, ten thousand meters high.

This peak is adjacent to Zhanghua Peak and is the place of cultivation for the Sect Leader of the Wanfa Immortal Gate, Qingfeng Zhenjun, and his disciples and grand-disciples.

On this day, led by his beautiful teacher, Zhang Xingyu visited the senior experts one by one.

Some of these experts were in seclusion, some were away, and only Huo Lingwu's two senior brothers and sisters showed their faces.

Second Junior Uncle Lingde Zhenren, nine feet tall, secular name Liu Youde, Nascent Soul early-stage cultivation.

Fourth Junior Aunt Lingcai Zhenren, slim figure, secular name Zhang Cai'er, Nascent Soul early-stage cultivation.

The expressions they looked at Zhang Xingyu with all carried a trace of pity.

Lingde Zhenren gave Zhang Xingyu a sixth-grade dharma treasure. This dharma treasure was shaped like a large mountain and was named Divine Peak Seal.

Lingcai Zhenren gave Zhang Xingyu a storage bag and didn't forget to urge Zhang Xingyu: "Spend more time on cultivation. Don't learn from your master, who only knows how to make talismans all day."

As for his grand-master, his beautiful teacher's master, Qingfeng Zhenjun, was in seclusion and did not see him, only letting his attendant Daoist boy bestow a fifth-grade spirit pill.

Zhang Xingyu was unhappy in his heart.

These experts were too stingy.

Dharma treasures, storage bags, fifth-grade spirit pills, these common things, they had the nerve to take them out?

After visiting the peaks.

Zhang Xingyu left his name at the Record Hall and received a blue Daoist robe symbolizing his status as an inner sect disciple, thus officially joining the Wanfa Immortal Gate.

Tianchu Peak, on the mountainside, there is a huge flying rock.

The flying rock is shaped like a feather and is called Flying Feather Rock.

Beside Flying Feather Rock, there is a small building.

The building is named Wuyou.

Wuyou is clear, beautiful, and elegant.

Sitting in the building, slowly watching the clouds roll and unroll, can wash away all troubles.

Beside the building, there is a terrace.

Zhang Xingyu lay lazily on a rocking chair.

Beside him, a low table.

A pot of spirit tea emitted a faint fragrance.

On the other side of the low table, there was a plate of sliced spirit fruits.

The fruit flesh was pink, with crystal-clear juice drizzled on the surface.

This was Demon King Hali's latest invention, the dark cuisine "Spirit Fruit Salad."

Zhang Xingyu tasted a piece and never ate it again.

Disgusting!

Very disgusting!

Zhang Xingyu lay on the chair for a while, then sat up slowly.

It had been three days since he joined the Wanfa Immortal Gate.

He had been lazily recuperating here for three days.

Should he cultivate?

This is the sacred Kunlun Mountain, this is an immortal mountain blessed land, and the spiritual aura here is a hundred times more abundant than at the Nanhua Immortal Academy.

Just as Zhang Xingyu was thinking, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

In a short while, Demon King Hali walked up carrying a plate of spirit fruit salad.

She wore a tall white chef's hat on her head, an apron embroidered with flowers, and snow-white gloves on her hands, her eyes full of the joy of success.

A young girl followed behind her, holding a tray, which contained a few silver-shining knives and forks.

Just as she reached the terrace, the girl happily shouted to Zhang Xingyu: "Little junior nephew, come and taste the spirit fruit salad that Hali sister and I made. This time, we used honey brewed by century-old spirit bees, it tastes great!"

Hmph!

Zhang Xingyu glared at the girl fiercely.

Ling'er, this girl, is simply unruly.

Calling me little junior nephew all day long.

Back then, she called me mortal brother.

Now it's good, she even dares to call me junior nephew.

Calling me junior nephew is already unbearable, and she even adds the word "little" in front of it.

You don't even look, where am I smaller than you?

What's even more infuriating is that when this girl calls Zhang Xingyu little junior nephew, Zhang Xingyu cannot refute it.

Who told this girl to be Huo Lingwu's little junior sister?

Who told this girl's grandfather to be the Supreme Elder of the Wanfa Immortal Gate?

Who told this girl's father to be the Sect Leader of the Wanfa Immortal Gate?

Who told this girl to have Golden Core mid-stage cultivation at such a young age?

Stinky girl, looking at the fact that we once knew each other, I forgive you.

This little junior aunt of his was exactly the quirky girl Ling'er he met in the Yunshen Mountain Range a few years ago.

Zhang Xingyu turned his head and continued to watch the clouds rolling in the sky.

"Little junior nephew, what's so good about these clouds? You've been watching them for three days in a row."

"Girl, you are too young, you don't understand."

Boom!

Just as he was about to continue bickering with Ling'er, a deafening sound suddenly came to his ears, and then the bamboo building shook violently a few times.

Zhang Xingyu turned his head and saw a thick smoke rising into the sky a hundred feet away.

He shook his head.

It seems that his beautiful teacher's talisman innovation work has failed again.

In a short while, his beautiful teacher indeed crawled out of the thick smoke, her face covered in dirt.

Zhang Xingyu quickly climbed up from the rocking chair.

He opened a teacup and poured a full cup of spirit tea.

In a short while, accompanied by a burst of hurried footsteps, Huo Lingwu appeared on the bamboo building.

"Gulp, gulp."

Huo Lingwu grabbed the teacup on the tea table and drank it all in two or three gulps.

After drinking the tea, she patted Zhang Xingyu on the shoulder with one palm.

"Stinky brat, quickly think for your master. Where did the spirit-storing talisman I want to develop go wrong? Why did the talisman explode as soon as I injected a small amount of spiritual power into it?"

"Beautiful teacher, I'm afraid the talisman paper you used lacks toughness?"

"Impossible. The talisman paper I used is made from the skin of a sixth-grade demon beast, toughness is absolutely not a problem?"

Zhang Xingyu was speechless.

It explodes even if toughness is not a problem?

But his beautiful teacher is a barbaric and unreasonable master.

If you try to reason with her, you will definitely be met with her fists and kicks.

Zhang Xingyu rubbed his nose.

"Beautiful teacher, is it because you injected too much spiritual power into the talisman?"

Thump!

He received a hit on his forehead.

"Too much what too much. It was only the spiritual power of a hundred high-level spirit stones."

Zhang Xingyu muttered to himself.

The spiritual power of a hundred high-level spirit stones is almost half of the spiritual power in his own Golden Core early-stage cultivator body.

Injecting so much spiritual power into a piece of talisman paper, it would be strange if it didn't explode.

He rubbed his forehead.

So painful.

Beautiful teacher, you are ruthless.

Talking to the beautiful teacher like this, it mostly won't make sense, so he has to change his thinking.

After a while, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind.

"Beautiful teacher, congratulations, the spirit talisman you invented has already succeeded."

"Stinky brat, daring to mock your master, you have quite some nerve!"

Huo Lingwu glared at him and raised her palm again.

"Beautiful teacher, don't hit me yet. Please listen to your disciple first."

"Hmph! Speak if you have something to say!"

"Beautiful teacher, actually, the spirit talisman you are developing should be considered a bomb talisman. Think about it, as long as the spiritual power injected into the talisman does not exceed the critical state of the explosion, this spirit talisman becomes a bomb that can be detonated at any time."

"Hmm, that seems to make some sense! However, I originally designed it to store spiritual power. This turned into a bomb talisman, it seems..."

Before Huo Lingwu could finish, Zhang Xingyu quickly diverted the topic.

"Beautiful teacher, whether it's a bomb talisman or a spirit-storing talisman, anyway, you have successfully refined a new type of talisman. You are talented and peerless, and your talisman-making path is unmatched. As your disciple, I feel infinitely honored."

Huo Lingwu smoothed her messy hair: "Am I really that amazing?"

"That's a must!"

While Zhang Xingyu answered, he didn't forget to use his eyes to prompt Demon King Hali and the little girl Ling'er on the side.

Demon King Hali didn't speak.

The little girl Ling'er nodded vigorously: "Senior sister, little junior nephew is right!"

Then, she rubbed her smooth chin, imitating her father's tone, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Lingwu, that girl, her talent is naturally excellent, but what's infuriating is that she is obsessed with the talisman path, delaying her own cultivation, and after cultivating for so many years, her cultivation is still stuck at the Golden Core early-stage."

Huo Lingwu stared blankly at the little girl, stars twinkling in her eyes.

A moment later, a lion's roar came from the bamboo building: "Stinky girl, daring to make up stories about your senior sister, looking for a beating!" ===== CHAPTER 295 =====