Chapter 156: Chapter 101: The Anecdote of Tianshui, Eventually Becoming the True King Mao Ruxue! _2
Then, with a swift turn of his body, he returned to the Daozang Mountain.
Vulgar and overreaching acts were not his style.
"Ah, it’s such a joy to be back home."
The moment he stepped foot on Daozang Mountain and felt the refreshing Immortal Spirit in the air again, Chen Chang’an deeply inhaled with bliss.
’There’s no place like home,’ he genuinely understood it now.
The Demon World, on the other hand, was no place for humans to stay.
"Huh? Little Shan, it’s you today?"
Just back on the mountain, Chen Chang’an ran into a Disciple coming out of the grand hall.
This must be the Disciple who came to deliver something.
"Greetings...greetings Uncle Master Chen."
Zhang Xiaoshan, who was called by Chen Chang’an, froze for a moment, and was then somewhat excited.
He never imagined that during his delivery, he would meet the most mysterious Uncle Master in the legends.
Chen Chang’an immediately responded, "There’s no need to be so formal. I’m not a cannibal."
Then, he looked at Zhang Xiaoshan and asked,
"If I remember correctly, you are a disciple from Taiyi Peak, right?"
"Yes, Uncle Master, I am indeed from Taiyi Peak." Zhang Xiaoshan nodded hastily.
Chen Chang’an asked again,
"How is Old Wang’s health now?"
"Uncle Master, Old Wang’s health...? Old Wang?" Upon hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Zhang Xiaoshan was about to answer but he froze with words stuck in his throat.
Old Wang? There is no such person at Taiyi Peak.
"Ah, right, forgot you don’t know." Chen Chang’an seemed to remember something, he hit his forehead with his hand and then explained,
"Old Wang is your master, Master Wang Yongxin."
So, it was Master.
Upon hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Zhang Xiaoshan immediately understood and nodded. So, Old Wang referred to his Master.
Uncle Master Chen was really thoughtful. He was still concerned about the Master’s health at this time. It seemed that the Master was not bragging these days, he really had a close friendship with the impressive Uncle Master Chen.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoshan immediately bowed to Chen Chang’an and respectfully replied,
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Master. My Master’s health is pretty good. He teaches us cultivation every day."
"What? His health is pretty good?"
"Are you sure?"
However, upon hearing Zhang Xiaoshan’s words, Chen Chang’an was taken aback.
He stared at Zhang Xiaoshan in confusion, as if he was baffled, and said earnestly,
"Shan, be honest with me, are you trying to trick me?"
Seeing Chen Chang’an’s disbelief, Zhang Xiaoshan started sweating nervously. He hurriedly explained,
"Uncle...Uncle Master, my Master is really doing alright."
"Is he?"
"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong."
Chen Chang’an nodded puzzledly.
Then his confusion grew again, "Wait, no, I distinctly remember that your Master came to me for a Silver Flask Plum."
"Are you sure your elderly Master doesn’t have kidney deficiency after all this time?"
Uh.
Listening to Uncle Master’s words, Zhang Xiaoshan was perplexed. He really didn’t know how to respond, but still nodded.
However,
"Uncle Master, what is this Silver Flask Plum? Is it a powerful Cultivation Technique?"
Chen Chang’an nodded, "Hmm, it’s pretty powerful. Not even old monsters who have cultivated for a hundred thousand years could withstand it."
"Oh my God, it’s that powerful? Can I learn such a Cultivation Technique, Uncle Master?"
"You can, but I wouldn’t recommend it." Chen Chang’an glanced at Zhang Xiaoshan, carefully studied him, and then said,
"Why is that?"
No sooner had Zhang Xiaoshan asked the question than he regretted it because he found that his Uncle Master had cast a contemptuous look upon hearing it.
The next moment, Chen Chang’an said with a meaningful tone, "Young man, I’m afraid you won’t win a swordfight against your Master with your physique."
After he said this, Chen Chang’an left. He walked away casually, leaving no trace behind.
Leaving Zhang Xiaoshan dumbfounded in place.
Defeated by Master in a swordfight?
Am I supposed to compete with my Master? But I’ve never been able to beat my Master. Isn’t it normal for him to win a swordfight against me?"
Unable to figure it out, Zhang Xiaoshan could only shake his head and walk down the mountain.
He planned to ask Master Wang Dao what this swordfight is about, and why it would make such a formidable person as Uncle Master Chen so wary.
"What a silly kid."
On the way back to the Sutra Pavilion, Chen Chang’an looked back at Zhang Xiaoshan. Seeing the naive innocence on his face, Chen Chang’an couldn’t help but smile a bit.
People of this world are just too naive. They are grown ups yet they have no idea about worldly matters.
Even an old man like Master Wang, who has reached the fourth realm of Cultivation, immediately surrendered before a minor "false" Uncle Master.
Really, so pure!
Sometimes, Chen Chang’an felt he must have chosen the wrong way to explore this world.
If he had known this, he would have made a fortune by selling little booklets instead.
Instead, he foolishly published "Anecdotes of the Song Emperor", revealing so much about himself. It was truly embarrassing.
Chen Chang’an could assure, if he had done this, at least half of the beings in the Wuxiang realm would succumb.
Think about it! ’Silver Flask Plum’, merely a parody of ’Plum Blossom’, could make a Mountain Lord succumb in minutes.
If he started publishing more sensational stuff, wouldn’t many of them die out in minutes?
