Chapter 382: Xuanzang: Sister Bao'er, I Want to Become an Immortal

Night, Wudang Mountain.

"Everyone, the hospitality is lacking."

Zhang Sanfeng cupped his hands to apologize to the group; the identities of these members were all different.

There were mortals, a future Heavenly Emperor, Immortals and High Immortals, and a queen.

The conditions on Wudang Mountain were humble, and Zhang Sanfeng felt a bit embarrassed.

"No matter, no matter, True Person Zhang. Besides, this is your centenary banquet, and you are the protagonist," Xuanzang said; he did not care about such things.

"That's right, we don't care about these worldly possessions," Ye Fan said.

"Old Zhang, set your mind at ease," Li Chungang also said.

"Good," Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

It was now late at night, yet the night sky was still filled with countless stars; the starlight was brilliant and breathtakingly beautiful.

"True Person Sanfeng, go prepare for your centenary banquet; don't worry about us," Xuanzang said.

"Actually, preparing or not is the same; I am at this age, so it is just going through the motions," Zhang Sanfeng replied.

At this moment, the group stayed at the back mountain; apart from Zhang Sanfeng, no one knew that so many mysterious, distinguished guests had come to their Wudang Sect.

"Although it is night, I see that many martial artists have already gathered at the foot of the mountain; presumably, they have all come to offer birthday wishes to Old Zhang," Bad Commander said.

"That is natural; True Person Sanfeng is so famous and is a titan of the martial arts world, a Master of a generation. This face must be given," Ye Fan said.

"I think most of them have ulterior motives. They are using the centenary banquet as an excuse to come and inquire about the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and by the way, to denounce True Person Sanfeng's disciples," Huang Rong said.

"Not bad, not bad, I agree with this point," Wang Wu seconded.

"Sigh, if it is a blessing, it is not a disaster; if it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. What should come will come sooner or later; I have already seen through it," Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Rest assured, Old Zhang, this Commander will hold the fort for you," Bad Commander said.

"We must also let the martial artists of this world witness Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate," Li Chungang said.

"Many thanks," Zhang Sanfeng thanked them, deeply moved.

"However, there are still several hours until dawn; are we just going to watch the stars here?" Wang Wu asked.

Everyone had cultivation, their spirits were full and their Qi sufficient, so they did not need to sleep.

"Watching the stars is quite nice, especially with Master."

Hua Xiaogu followed by Xuanzang's side, even pulling on Xuanzang's arm, gentle and cute like a little kitten.

"Tsk tsk, the rebellious bone at the back of Junior Sister Xiao Gu's head is not ordinarily large," Zhizunbao sighed inwardly.

"Brother Xuanzang, I also want to watch the stars with you."

Bibi Dong, this little green tea, could not hold back at this moment; Hua Xiaogu was too much, actually monopolizing Xuanzang.

Brother Xuanzang clearly belonged to everyone, how could he be for one person?

Yan Shuangying watched from the side; this invisible Asura field made people shiver.

"Boring, I have a game here, want to play?" Wang Wu said.

"What game?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Diliu, what good game could you possibly have?" Morgana mocked.

"Pfft, although I am into Immortal Cultivation, our Immortal Cultivation world has many entertainment activities, alright."

Following that, Wang Wu waved her arm, and a square table appeared out of thin air in front of her, with over a hundred small tiles placed on the tabletop.

These small tiles were crystal clear, all crafted from special crystals, and there was spiritual energy overflowing from them.

"My goodness, isn't this Mahjong? Your world has this thing too?" Ye Fan said in surprise.

"How about it? Are you coming or not?" Wang Wu said triumphantly.

"Mahjong? It seems there is a record of this in Earth's information database; it seems quite popular," Morgana said.

"What is Mahjong? How do you play it?" Yan Fei asked curiously.

"Speaking of Mahjong, that is a profound subject; it is deeper and more meaningful than rolling dice."

"Mahjong, also known as 'hitting the sparrow', connects the principles of change, integrates the five elements, the sky covers the earth, and the earth carries all things.

Humans are born between heaven and earth, constrained by heaven and earth.

And in the victory or defeat of Mahjong, luck is an important part, so Mahjong emphasizes acting according to the situation, following the trend, and forming alliances.

Simply put, it is establishing a new order amidst chaos!"

Ye Fan explained to everyone in a logical and organized way, all of which was experience from when his company went public back then.

"There is actually so much philosophy to it? How come I didn't know?"

Wang Wu could not help but scratch her head, feeling as if she had played in vain for these past few hundred years.

"Xuan Ge, want to play? I'll teach you," Ye Fan said.

"I know how," Xuanzang said.

"That's right, Xuan Ge has already transcended the mundane and become a sage, born with knowledge; mere Mahjong is nothing to him," Ye Fan said.

"Three missing one," Wang Wu said.

"I'll come," Bai Qian volunteered.

"That's great," Ye Fan laughed.

And so, a Mahjong game spanning planes began on Wudang Mountain.

The crowd watched, one after another seeking the mysteries within it.

"One Bam!" Wang Wu was the first to play a tile.

"Hu!" Xuanzang pushed open the Mahjong tiles, directly winning against her.

"Damn, no way," Wang Wu complained.

Then the second round began, and Bai Qian played a 'Fortune' tile.

Xuanzang continued to win.

On the third round, Xuanzang drew his own winning tile—he won again!

On the fourth round, Ye Fan discarded an East Wind, and Xuanzang won again.

Can you believe it? They actually played four or five rounds of mahjong in three minutes?

At this speed, there was absolutely no sense of the experience.

"This won't do, Xuanzang, you are clearly cheating," Wang Wu said.

"The essence of mahjong is, frankly speaking, relying on luck. Do you think your luck can compare to a Great Luo Golden Immortal like Xuanzang Sheng Seng?" Yan Shuangying couldn't help but say.

"Agreed!" Zhizunbao chimed in.

"That makes sense," Ye Fan felt it was indeed so.

"Then what's the point of playing?" Wang Wu looked dejected.

"Sigh, there's no point in playing. Brother Xuanzang is too amazing," Bai Qian said with a resentful expression.

"Forget it, you all play. Shall I give my spot to you?" Xuanzang said.

"Great, the Queen is stepping in," Morgana rushed over.

"..." Xuanzang.

Subsequently, Ye Fan, Morgana, Bai Qian, and Wang Wu started a mahjong game, but they were locked in a stalemate, unable to determine a winner.

The main thing was that everyone was cheating: Morgana activated her Insight Eye to see through tiles, Wang Wu released her Divine Sense to peek, Bai Qian also used a similar clairvoyant spell, and Ye Fan secretly borrowed the Double Pupil from Xiao Shi.

In short, it was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their own magical powers!

As for the stakes of the mahjong, were they points?

For the sake of points, wouldn't they have to pull out all the stops?

Yan Fei, Huang Rong, Bibi Dong, Li Chungang, and the Bad Commander all watched with great interest.

On the other side, Nezha, Xiao Shi, Feng Baobao, Li Xingyun, and little Zhang Wuji were playing together.

Naturally, Feng Baobao was the undisputed big sister.

"Nebula, are you the 'useless mud' that everyone often talks about? Seeing you now, I don't think so," Xiao Shi said earnestly.

"'Useless mud'?" Little Li Xingyun was stunned. What was going on? They shouldn't be spreading such rumors.

"Don't listen to others. My fate is determined by me, not by heaven. What the future looks like is for us to decide," Nezha encouraged.

"Uh?" Li Xingyun.

"By the way, Xiao Shi, Bao'er Jie, Nezha. Are you Immortals? Or did you come from the Immortal World?" Li Xingyun asked.

Little Zhang Wuji trembled; what kind of backgrounds did the people around his grandmaster have? It felt so terrifying.

"You can understand it that way, actually there's nothing wrong with that," Feng Baobao said.

Compared to Li Xingyun, weren't they just Immortals?

"Sister, Bao'er Jie? Then can I become an Immortal?" Li Xingyun asked excitedly.

"Kid, stop dreaming!" Feng Baobao gave him a Byakugan.

"What's so good about becoming an Immortal? Isn't it better to be free and unfettered?" Xiao Shi said.

"Sigh, Shitou Ge, Bao'er Jie. I want to be free too, but the Bad Commander, that guy Yuan Tiangang, forces me every day. I'm miserable," Li Xingyun cried.

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