Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Chapter 2: Accidentally Entering the Peach Garden, Meeting Master Immortal

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“System! What’s going on? Why did someone come in?!”

Cui Heng urgently called the system in his mind.

He was panicking.

After all, according to the System’s previous detection, this world was a high-level immortal realm.

Immortal kings were everywhere, vicious beasts endless!

Even a child who only knew how to drink beast milk could easily exert millions of units of strength.

Although the figure that descended from the sky just now only looked like a 12 or 13 year old boy, who could guarantee that he did not have earth-shattering power?

What if it was the son of a Celestial Thearch coming to the lower realm to act cool… No, train?

His body, which was only at the Sixth level of Qi Refining, would definitely not be able to withstand it!

[Hello! Omnipotent Immortal Cultivation System at your service. The System will protect your path to immortality!]

[As the Beginner’s Space travels through the void gaps between the myriad worlds, it will often come into contact with different heavenly planes. The spatial rules of some planes are unstable, and there will be signs of living beings passing through the void gaps and falling into the Beginner’s Space.

Creatures who accidentally leave their original world will be pulled back by their original world. They will leave in 12 days at most and return to their original world.]

“I see.”

Cui Heng heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the System’s explanation.

Even if it was a high-level immortal realm, there would definitely be many low-level planes.

For example, the mortal world etc.

Generally speaking, the space of such a low-level plane was usually quite unstable.

He, who had read a lot of novels, knew these things very well.

Moreover, after he relaxed, he realized that this was the Beginner’s Space. He would not be harmed here.

Even if a real big shot dropped in, it didn’t seem to be a problem.

After thinking through everything, Cui Heng’s mood completely relaxed.

He walked into the farm and observed the figure that had fallen from the sky.

It was a little boy who looked to be about 12 or 13 years old. He looked ordinary. His clothes were ragged, and his skin was dark. He was thin and shriveled, and he looked as if he was wrapped in only skin and bones.

On his head was a crooked ring scar. From his looks, he seemed like a young novice monk.

Except, this kid had grown a lot of hair.

“Hungry, so hungry, so hungry…” The little boy mumbled unconsciously as his body curled up and trembled slightly.

“…” Cui Heng went silent for a moment before he sighed. “Who asked me to be so kind-hearted? I’ll save your life.”

It was rather lonely staying here alone for ten years.

It was rare to have someone to talk to.

That’s not a simple matter at all.

…

Hong Fugui opened his eyes with great difficulty and then immediately closed them again.

That was because he saw a ball of light that was emitting bright white rays above him. It was rather dazzling.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. After barely adapting to the light, he could clearly see his surroundings.

The walls were as white as snow, the decorations were exquisite, the tables and chairs were neat and clean, and the bed he was lying on was actually covered with snow-white satin!

“Where is this place?” Hong Fugui was extremely confused as he looked up at the large light ball. “Could this be the world after death? But why do I still feel hungry after death?”

Creak!

The door was pushed open and a youth wearing a snow-white robe walked into the room. He was handsome and had an elegant temperament, as if he was a Deity that had descended from the heavens.

When Hong Fugui saw him walking over, he was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, “Are you an Immortal from the sky?”

“I’m just a mortal walking on the path to immortality.” Cui Heng smiled and came to Hong Fugui’s bedside. “How is it, do you feel any discomfort?”

“No, it’s just…” Hong Fugui hurriedly shook his head. However, right at this moment, his stomach suddenly started growling.

“Hahaha, you must be hungry.” Cui Heng laughed before looking at the empty space beside him. He uttered softly, “Yellow-scarved Strongman, where are you?”

“Yellow-scarved Strongman?” Hong Fugui was somewhat confused. He did not know what Cui Heng was saying to the void, but the scene that appeared in front of him left him dumbfounded.

The empty space was like a lake that had been broken by a rock, rippling.

Then, a three-meter tall, muscular, and extremely burly yellow-clothed man appeared out of thin air in the room. He knelt on one knee respectfully in front of Cui Heng, “Greetings, Master Immortal!”

Immortal technique!

This was an Immortal!

Hong Fugui looked at Cui Heng with disbelief, and his eyes and mouth fell wide open. His face was covered in shock.

You’re saying that you’re not an Immortal?!

At this moment, he was enlightened and knelt down with a thump. He prostrated on the ground and said respectfully, “Venerable Immortal, please give me the method to save the world!”

“Ah, this…” Cui Heng suddenly felt a numb feeling on his scalp.

He only wanted to get the Yellow-scarved Strongman to bring some food over. Why did this kid suddenly kneel down?

This kid indeed came from a mortal plane from the Xianxia world.

So ignorant.

“Get up, get up, have something to eat first.” Cui Heng raised his hand lightly, and a wave of invisible Dharmic powers surged out, directly dragging Hong Fugui to stand up.

Although he didn’t know any Dharma spells, his Dharmic powers itself possessed a certain mystical characteristic. It was quite easy for him to accomplish this.

But in Hong Fugui’s opinion, this was a true godly technique!

He controlled his Qi through the air and made a person stand up!

This was a legend of the pugilistic world, something that only the gods of the land could do!

He was even more certain that his benefactor was a reclusive Immortal!

However, Hong Fugui did not continue to kneel and worship Cui Heng.

Instead, he listened to Cui Heng and waited for dinner.

He had lost his parents when he was young and had later been deceived and sold to the temple. He had been a monk and after escaping, he had wandered around for a long time. He became a beggar and had seen too much of the world.

Therefore, he knew very well that when he wanted to obtain something from others, he could not force it based on his own wishful thinking.

He could not use the other party’s compassion to force him.

Instead, he should display his worth first.

Then, he could talk about other things.

Before displaying his value, it was best to show obedience.

“I cannot leave a bad impression on Master Immortal.” Hong Fugui thought.

However, when the Yellow-scarved Strongman produced a table of delicacies out of thin air, he could no longer remain calm.

He stared at the roasted chicken, roast duck, and beef on the table without moving.

Poor Hong Fugui. He had never eaten more than a few mouthfuls of meat before.

“You got it wrong. This is what I usually eat.” Cui Heng rolled his eyes and said to the Yellow-scarved Strongman, “Bring me that bowl of nourishing white porridge.”

It’s not a joking matter to feed a starving person such a big feast!

“Yes, Master Immortal!” The Yellow-scarved Strongman nodded.

With a wave of his hand, he collected all the dishes on the table and replaced them with a large pot of fragrant white porridge and two small bowls of pickled vegetables.

“Here, eat.” Cui Heng pointed at the plain porridge and pickled vegetables and said to Hong Fugui, “It’s not suitable for you to eat too much meat right now. Have some porridge to nourish your body first.”

“…” At this moment, Hong Fugui fell silent. He looked at the plain porridge on the table in a daze. His eyes were filled with sorrow, and his reaction was even greater than when he saw the feast of meat earlier. It was as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

Thump!

He suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply as he faced the bowl of porridge. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, “Father, Mother, your child is unfilial. I caused you guys to not even be able to have a bowl of steaming white porridge before you died!”