Chapter 496: Chapter 484: A Tiger’s Son Is Still Bound by Fate
Wang Xuan looked at Olaf, this Ancestral Saint was tall like a primordial beast, commanding respect without anger.
Generally, even Earth and Celestial Immortals would not dare to meet his gaze, let alone provoke him like Wang Xuan.
"What kind of explanation do you want?" Olaf suddenly had an axe in his hand. "Defeat me, and your words prevail; lose, and I get to hit you for free."
Wang Xuan glanced around, facing dozens of Heaven and Earth Seals with not a hint of surprise and said nothing.
Obviously, to them, it was not worth questioning.
"Understood, things outside are trivial, not a matter of life and death, not even the Immortals are interested in interfering.
The issue with Yafu is already in the past.
This move by Senior Olaf is just to weigh the value of the younger generation?"
Olaf laughed heartily several times, and the Heaven and Earth Seals behind him also smiled. With their profound outlook and courageous demeanor, they wouldn’t care about trifles.
"Looks like you young one aren’t foolish.
However, I still want to know what makes you eligible to be recognized by the source and forge a seal, able to sit alongside us."
With their standing, only after achieving immortality could they leave a Heaven and Earth Seal, competing for the world’s first.
Wang Xuan entered so young, if he didn’t possess some skills, standing in the same position as them would dishonor their reputation.
"If you withstand my three axe blows, I won’t trouble you." Olaf brandished his heavy axe, its blade sharp beyond description.
Wang Xuan bowed slightly, "If Senior is willing to teach, I take it as a lesson."
To have contact with the sages and experience their teachings is already a boon. Wang Xuan did not merely consider it a challenge from the other.
"Withstand my three pestles, then past slights against Buddha from Precious Light Temple will be overlooked."
An old monk held the Vajra Pestle, looking like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.
Wang Xuan’s smile faded, "Neither respect nor slander makes a Buddha; I do not seek to become a Buddha."
"You may become a Buddha, only because you choose not to." Bodhisattva of Precious Light lamented.
Then reverted to a face of no sorrow, no joy.
"Withstand my three sword strikes, let me see what advancement you’ve made in Sword Dao."
The Unparalleled Sword Immortal squinted, the Immortal Sword atop his knees hummed slightly.
Wang Xuan’s lips twitched, "Elder guidance, I dare not refuse."
"Withstand my three punches, then today you pass."
"The physique of the Dragon Race is unmatched, boy, do you wish to experience it?"
"They all wish to test you, to refrain from participating would make me seem arrogant."
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Half an hour later, at Black and White Mountain.
Wang Xuan rubbed his brows; the sunny weather didn’t seem so beautiful at the moment.
After all, being "guided" consecutively by dozens of sages under the guise of examination would make anyone uncomfortable.
After all, their purpose wasn’t just to test but to assert authority and seniority.
If they didn’t make him suffer a bit, it wouldn’t be right.
"Together they add up to nearly ten thousand years old, why still so fiery?" Wang Xuan wasn’t a petty person.
In the future, he might only slightly inconvenience these people’s disciples and grandchildren, without resorting to disgracefully retaliatory deeds.
Black and White Mountain was peaceful, his and Lin Cheng’s friends and family still resided here, a rare opportunity? Naturally, they had to enjoy a few more days before returning.
Moreover, with the birth of little Wang Zhu, regardless of their intentions, the elders will surely pay a visit.
In ten or twenty years, who knows, they might have to consider Wang Zhu’s wishes for their meals.
"Awake?"
Lin Cheng gently asked, Wang Xuan reached enlightenment today, the collective beings of Black and White Mountain cultivated, all having improved their cultivation level considerably.
Such happy occasions pleased everyone, making the celebratory Black and White Mountain even more jubilant.
"Gained something." Wang Xuan smoothed Lin Cheng’s messy hair and embraced her.
Their son was very lively from birth, Lin Cheng, being the mother, could only imagine the worry.
The spirited Wang Zhu in Black and White Mountain had already grown tired, now sleeping soundly.
Within him, massive vitality accumulated, absorbed by the Purple Blood Golden Body lineage, his physique constantly growing.
"With proper upbringing, children won’t stray, don’t worry too much.
If you wish to pamper him, so be it.
Educate him in our own way, let nature take its course.
You teach him life, I teach him survival, and he will pursue his own dreams."
Wang Xuan said: "Every life form has its meaning, and shows brilliance.
Following us, Wang Zhu will naturally climb high.
From birth, he possesses more than many, how have we ever owed him?
Let him live happily, watch him grow slowly, don’t be overly worried or concerned, or it loses its fun."
Lin Cheng exclaimed, puzzled, "Some days ago, it was you who had high expectations for the child, why now comfort me about moderate concern?"
"Why worry so much, we’re not repaying debts, raising a child with a mindset of indebtedness would exhaust us both."
Wang Xuan laughed, his laughter made Wang Zhu wriggle as if waking, stopping his laughter abruptly.
Lin Cheng pondered deeply, looking at Wang Xuan, long after she said: "No, no."
Parents inevitably worry for their children.
High expectations wish them happiness in all, life, friendship, love, and career.
Lower expectations wish them safety, health, and smooth sailing.
Days ago, Wang Xuan fretted about Wang Zhu, fearing too much pampering might bring bad results, planning some challenges.
Now he suddenly felt reassured.
Lin Cheng wasn’t foolish, with furrowed brows she thought.
"Still thinking?" Wang Xuan pinched her cheek.
"Definitely need to," Lin Cheng mumbled.
After half an hour, Lin Cheng suddenly had an epiphany.
"It’s not that you don’t worry about Wang Zhu, or don’t care.
But now you have enough confidence.
Everything is within control.
From Wang Zhu’s upbringing, education, to his future challenges and tribulations, you can manage with ease."
"So you aren’t worried.
The root of this mentality is you believe Wang Zhu could never surpass you in this lifetime, nor do you expect him to.
No matter how hard Wang Zhu strives in the future, the heights he reaches will be gifted by your paternal love?
So you aren’t worried."
"Is that so?" Wang Xuan asked.
"Isn’t it?" Lin Cheng retorted.
Wang Xuan couldn’t help but laugh: "Who knows, but generally, the sons of accomplished leaders, no matter the anxieties, rarely surpass their fathers.
Because true leaders are shaped by circumstance."
Among more than twenty Immortals, apparently none had descendants capable of reaching their heights, let alone surpass them.
Despite the juniors having conditions hundreds or thousands of times better in their earlier years, laying solid foundations.
Yet after all the efforts, they remain unseen behind these heights.
"I don’t know whether to feel relieved or pity Wang Zhu." Lin Cheng felt indescribable, and asked, "Are you really not worried about the child?"
Her perplexity lay in, Wang Zhu was born with everything, yet had nothing to gain.
No matter how he would strive and work hard, it could only present as "like father like son," albeit the son being a celestial hound capable of consuming the moon.
"What to worry about? I don’t worry when things are within control, worrying is useless when out of control.
Isn’t that right?"
Doing one’s best suffices.
As for endless worries and concerns, some are self-imposed hardships.
Wang Xuan didn’t indulge in melancholy, his own excellence is Wang Zhu’s fortune, born to bear its sorrow.
Everything has its strengths and weaknesses, none fully good or perfect.
Such is reality, not swayed by human will, cold and ruthless.
"Is this reality?" Lin Cheng mused the essence, finally sighing, "Then let’s hope he doesn’t learn this truth too early in his life.
Hope keeps one happy, motivated.
Besides, no matter your strength, Wang Xuan, you’re still within the River of Destiny, his fate cannot lack variability."
"True." Wang Xuan nodded.
An insightful man also needs a good woman. A wise spouse eases the path to success, a poor one leads to disaster.
Wang Xuan placed his son aside, allowing him to sleep, then with Lin Cheng, they counted the wedding gifts.
Each gemstone was a rare treasure, lying there in front of them, doing nothing but causing a serene delight.
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