Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Until We Meet Again

Sun En had naturally heard about such beings as little disciples like Wang Xuan; some were bullied, some were taken care of, and some were exceptionally talented, always the greatest hope of the sect.

He just didn’t expect that someday he would become a little disciple himself.

“A whole bunch of senior brothers, only one senior sister, life’s not going to be easy in the sect.”

Wang Xuan clasped his hands behind his back, looking at the Realm Gate that stood unfaltering, at that world that went from unfamiliar to familiar, the Otherworld he first came into contact with successfully becoming his stepping stone for the future.

With a leap into Immortal Martial, this life’s destiny would be very different.

The Mother Star is very powerful, the world of ordinary people and cultivators is different, and among cultivators, loose cultivators and sect members form two tiers. Among the sects, the mountain gates established by Immortals are the most powerful.

Throughout the Mother Star civilization, the forward path is almost always seen with the silhouette of Immortals; they are the pillars that hold up the sky, the backbone of Earth Civilization.

As long as they live, the Earth remains, and the mountain gates endure as well.

Life may have many crossroads; Wang Xuan had faced many choices, and this time, it’s another choice that will change his destiny.

“How fortunate to have regarded Martial Immortals as the most admired idols since childhood, hoping to become someone like them who stand tall against the sky.

Now, I will also be initiated into his mountain gate.”

Wang Xuan found today’s weather exceptionally sunny, which lifted his spirit greatly.

“Wang Xuan, these two months of our time together have been a particularly special period in my life, helping me grow and learn significantly. During this time, thank you.

Without you, we might not have achieved these results, nor received such abundant fortune’s blessings. Thank you for your leadership.”

Chen Hong’s words were very sincere as he came to thank Wang Xuan.

“We’re all of the Human Race, so naturally, in the Otherworld, we need to work together. You’ve performed very well, and all our achievements were obtained through joint efforts. No one needs to be thanked specifically,” Wang Xuan said.

One by one, disciples of the mountain gate came forward to thank him profusely. This team that was once assembled would dissolve on this day two months later, which stirred some inexplicable emotions in them.

Lei Tingzhi and Jing Yishui stepped forward, their sharp and capable aura evident, full of youthful vigor: “Wang Xuan, we will challenge you again in the future!”

Their aura surged at this moment, restoring their original Divine Treasure Realm, their presence was extraordinary.

Wang Xuan’s face remained calm, even carrying a bit of smile: “I’ll be waiting for you. By then, I’ll use a few more moves to defeat you, giving you some face.”

Long Jiyuan, Wang Huatian, and Liu Weiyang said, “Until we meet again.”

They still didn’t know that Wang Xuan would also become a disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain.

“Until we meet again.” Wang Xuan waved his hand.

Zhuge Xian handed him his contact information: “Let’s keep in touch. I’ll visit Jiangyou Province to see you when I have the chance.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll meet again soon.” Wang Xuan said with a smile.

The girl had shown favor towards him, which he was well aware of; however, he had never reciprocated, acting as if oblivious.

Not fond of her, he naturally wouldn’t flirt, nor marry her in the future, preventing wasting her youth and feelings.

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Wang Xuan watched as the disciples of the mountain gate were taken away by their mentors, leaving Meiling; they would return to their own mountain gates to rapidly grow.

As their former leader, he certainly mustn’t fall behind in the future; otherwise, it would be quite embarrassing.

But thinking of his cultivation speed, he couldn’t help but laugh aloud; perhaps when they meet again, his cultivation level would be enough to surprise them.

Meiling and the way it looked when he entered the Realm Gate was quite different now. The military power took absolute dominance, while various groups shared the profits.

The base in the Otherworld had already been built, and massive exploitation of resources was underway, with no so-called environmental protection, since the complete disappearance of the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm was imminent.

A vast amount of resources entered Earth through the Realm Gate, partially contributing to Earth’s economy.

“Senior Brother Zhou, I did quite a bit on the Earth God Continent; those Celestial Race civilians likely won’t resist, making many things more convenient. I hope you can keep the killings to a minimum.”

After saying this, Wang Xuan left. All he could do was suggest; he didn’t have much say in the matter, as strength dictated influence, while Zhou Wu could intervene because he represented Immortal Martial Mountain.

He the Sixth was still cultivating, refining a large quantity of mid-high level source power, constantly improving his cultivation and enhancing his strength.

One of his Divine Thoughts entered Wang Xuan’s mind, advising, “Three days later, I’ll be returning to Immortal Martial Mountain, then taking you back to hold the initiation ceremony, entering the record of True Disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain.”

Once, Wang Xuan only drew his attention slightly. He didn’t expect his casual support would allow this young man to grow to this point, exceeding his expectations.

An accidental nurturing brought unexpected success; such a disciple might bring him more surprises in the future.

Wang Xuan nodded. He knew that becoming a disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain would be quite a hassle, and he wondered whether he could adapt to that new environment.

“I should be going back too.”

After two months in the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm, from early summer to midsummer, it was now August, right in the summer vacation.

Having been away for so long, he really began to miss it.

Walking out of Meiling, heavily guarded, he leaped a hundred meters in an instant, his formidable physique allowing him to move faster than a supercar.

In no time, he reached outside the mountain, finally returning to civilization.

Traffic flowed like water, various models of aircraft frequently seen, not infrequently glimpsing starships entering and exiting the Mother Star, along with skyscrapers over a thousand meters tall, visible dozens of miles away.

Boarding the familiar city levitating rail, at present, the amazingly fast rail vehicle seemed no longer fast to him, and the outside scenery no longer passed by in a flash.

Getting off, he had arrived at University City.

“Tweet tweet!” A group of sparrows stood on the rooftop. Wang Xuan whistled, and these dozen sparrows flew down, perching on his arm.

“Little darlings, you may go back.” Wang Xuan stretched out his hand, and the flock of sparrows flew away.

Immortal Martial Mountain remained the same, unchanged by his absence, with no one knowing where he went or what he did.

Two months had swiftly passed, and Wang Xuan was filled with reflections in his heart, his transformations truly beyond his own imagination.

“When I left, I was at the peak of Organ Refining, and now I’ve crossed Bone Marrow Refining and Blood Exchange to reach the Meridian Opening Realm; it’s only been two months.”

From the age of twelve, his cultivation had ceased to progress, stuck at the Muscle Training Realm, nearly becoming his heart demon, a deep-seated obsession.

Yet after twelve years, he soared, advancing from the Muscle Training Realm to the Meridian Opening Realm in less than half a year; such rapid progress is almost legendary.

The gatekeeper saw Wang Xuan, somewhat uncertain, as this person had not appeared for three months.

“Instructor Wang is back? Long time no see.”

“Long time no see.” Wang Xuan greeted him.

Entering the Martial Arts Hall, a host of familiar faces appeared. Wang Xuan consistently smiled, refraining from flaunting his cultivation or doing anything boastful.

The entire Martial Arts Hall no longer had anyone worth proving anything to; he didn’t care what others assumed about his cultivation level; his tier had truly become different.

“Your cultivation, Wang Xuan?!” A surprised Elder exclaimed; he could vaguely sense the immense vitality within him like a furnace, but this young man concealed it so well that it was not clearly discernible what realm he was truly at.

Wang Xuan merely smiled: “I’m still just a junior, who happened to make some progress.”

In today’s Martial Arts Hall, apart from special instructors and elders, his strength is sufficient to overwhelm others. Those instructors once needing reverence, he can now almost instantly discern their precise cultivation level and his combat power.

“You’re back?”

Sun En passed by and saw him, stopping in his tracks. At the moment Wang Xuan looked at him, Sun En felt a sense of danger flash.

This truly was amusing.

Half a year ago, he was just an ant Sun En could casually crush; yet now he gave him such a feeling, though even if he wanted to convince himself it was a delusion, he ultimately couldn’t deceive himself.

He suspected that following that mysterious elder, Wang Xuan had now gained a cultivation level that could not be underestimated, no longer the little Muscle Training Cultivator he could easily crush, but one needing acknowledgment among peers.

“Senior Brother Sun, long time no see.”

Wang Xuan could tell that Sun En’s current realm was at the Innate Level, not as high as imagined, but still respectable.

Yet seemingly, his own strength could subdue.

Without much effort required, twenty moves would suffice.

He didn’t make a move, the two passed by each other; in the past, he and Sun En were worlds apart, and now, they still were worlds apart.

Only now, the one qualified to look down was Wang Xuan.

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