Chapter 115
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Chapter 115: The Immortal Wasn’t Very Competent
Someone gasped, and everyone looked up in shock. The sky glowed with lingering misty light as if celebrating.
Rumors said only exceptional cultivators could trigger celestial phenomena during ascension through heaven’s approval. Yet Ling Qi’s sudden enlightenment caused this spectacle, thrilling the crowd.
Only Yuan Qi appeared unsurprised. Even You You marveled at the aurora-like sky, though she thought she saw something falling through the mist. Rubbing her eyes, she found nothing – must’ve imagined it.
Ling Qi’s successful Nascent Soul formation delighted You You most. Freed from endless paperwork, she gleefully dumped all responsibilities back on him.
Being responsible, You You assigned helpers like new disciple Ning Rui instead of abandoning Ling Qi completely.
The efficient Ling Qi resolved days’ worth of backlog with assistants in under two days. His enhanced divine sense from becoming Nascent Soul even let him help Qiu Zhang with classes and grading.
You You gaped. Humans and workaholic superhumans were different! No wonder he’d caused celestial phenomena.
Just as she relaxed, Wen Ze the little monster dragged in a mud-caked, bloodied figure…
"What’s this?" You You stared at the barely-alive lump.
"Found in my furball grove." Wen Ze carefully licked his millimeter-long new fur, having transported the man using spiritual energy to avoid dirt.
"Stop collecting strays!" You You noticed the man’s bone-deep wounds and drag marks on his back.
"White robes made me think he was ours!" Wen Ze huffed. "Don’t want him? I’ll return him." He moved to drag the body again.
"Stop!" You You yanked the beast back before the man died. Why did pets always bring home junk?
Yuan Qi cleansed the mud with a spell, revealing a white-robed man covered in charred, flesh-rending wounds exposing bone. The crowd gasped – how was he breathing?
After stopping the bleeding, Yuan Qi checked his pulse and froze. "Hm?!"
"Can we save him?" You You urged.
"He’s… not human." Yuan Qi’s grave tone silenced the room.
You You almost thought he’d cursed before realizing, "A demon?"
"No." Yuan Qi shook his head. "Spirit-forged bones, no mortal ties… he’s an Immortal."
Silence.
"Immortal?!" Ling Qi blurted. Upper realm beings never descended to Immortal Blessing Continent!
Feng Yu agreed, "Ascended immortals don’t return! How?!"
Yuan Qi shrugged. "Only Divine Clan traverses Three Realms. This… defies reason."
They stared at the battered immortal – their first celestial encounter, yet he looked like minced meat.
You You recalled the falling figure during Ling Qi’s ascension phenomenon. Not her imagination after all!
"Yuan Papa, what now?" Immortals needed special care.
"His wounds stem from forced descent." Yuan Qi deduced. "Mortal Realm pills won’t work. Let him rest – survival depends on himself."
You You had Ling Qi and Feng Yu carry him away. Despite knowing pills were useless, she fed him some to ease the gruesome wounds.
Immortal bodies healed remarkably – wounds closed within three days. He awoke on the fourth day… then immediately knocked out his caretaker and fled toward the Spirit Gathering Pool.
You You arrived to find him hacking at the pool’s defensive formations with a stolen disciple sword. The pool anchored their spiritual veins – destroying it would collapse the sect’s energy.
Yet Yuan Qi’s formations held firm. The immortal wheezed against his sword, utterly spent after futile attacks.
You You: "……"
Ling Qi: "……"
Feng Yu: "……"
Everyone: "……"
This immortal… really wasn’t very competent.
