Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions

Chapter 124 The True and False Fairies

However, he quickly followed the crowd and got up, even performing a set of Five Elements Fist to stretch his muscles and bones.

Yang Silang did want to join the Five Symbols Sect; but he dared not, because there were too many methods in Taoist magic to probe a person's soul, and he, a wild cultivator, could not withstand such probing.

Such a large sect would undoubtedly have very strict requirements for recruiting disciples, making it virtually impossible to slip through the cracks.

He was thinking that once his cultivation level was high enough to conceal his spiritual fluctuations, he could find a proper way to get a government job, rather than doing it now, which would be suicide.

Almost everyone on the field was tidying up their appearance.

After regaining consciousness, many people felt disappointed as they went from sitting to standing, while others were surprised to find that their internal energy had grown stronger, and thus exclaimed that it was a divine skill from a fairy.

Everyone was convinced.

The fairy tested people's minds with music. If they passed, they passed; if they failed, it meant their self-cultivation was not up to par. Besides, there were still people in the audience who insisted on sitting until the very end.

Everyone stared at the three people.

It's not far from the platform.

A man and a woman sat calmly, more than ten feet apart.

"It's Zhu Hecheng from a branch of the Zhu family!"

"This woman is Su Zhixiu, the apple of the eye of the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce."

The crowd began to whisper among themselves.

Pei Buqi then moved closer to Yang Silang, his voice filled with disappointment and a hint of envy.

"Zhu Hecheng and I passed the military examination in the same year. We had a falling out over something and lost contact. I never expected that kid would have such good fortune."

"Su Zhixiu, daughter of the president of the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce."

Pei Buqi saw Jin Xiangyu's dark face and immediately shut up. Yang Silang understood instantly. It seemed that Su Zhixiu and Jin Xiangyu were on the same level, and their relationship could not possibly be good.

In today's competition, Miss Jin was completely outmatched; no wonder she couldn't feel comfortable.

"Hey... that last person was actually him..." Someone in the crowd pointed and whispered about the flower gate.

All that could be seen was a pile of barren stones outside the flower gate.

Several men and women, having just finished their enthusiastic dancing, didn't seem disappointed at all; instead, they surrounded one person sitting quietly with delighted expressions.

The man was wearing a brocade robe stained with mud, and his shoes were badly worn. He sat cross-legged and was a young man surnamed Huang who was five generations removed from Huang Shouren and shared the same ancestor!

Thus, the test of musical sound and resonance was passed.

Excluding the direct descendants of those aristocratic families on the platform, these three promising talents were selected.

Everyone looked curiously at the platform.

Will Fairy Li choose them all, or just one or two?

"Senior Sister Li, among these three, who do you think has a destiny to become an immortal?" Huang Shouren was somewhat surprised to see that even the distant relative he had no connection with had stayed behind.

He asked aloud, and the so-called predestined affinity was just a pretext.

The fact that these three could sit still did not mean that they were more mentally resolute than others. After all, they were all skilled in martial arts and had seen bloodshed; none of them were cowards.

However, given the same level of challenges, the fact that the three of them could persevere to the end suggests that they were all born with strong spirits, which would make their cultivated souls even stronger and more promising.

It all depends on the three of them's luck.

Below the stage, the three people stared longingly at Fairy Li.

The carp leaping over the Dragon Gate—it all comes down to this one leap. If it makes it over, it becomes a dragon; if it doesn't, it's just a stronger carp!

Li Xinlian stretched out her slender finger, circled it in the air, and suddenly pointed it outward.

"The Tao speaks of the law of cause and effect."

"This person is the furthest from me, still outside the flower gate, yet he persevered to the end, which shows that we are destined to be together. Although he is far from me, he is actually very close, and he should join my sect!"

"It's a pity about the other two. The sect only has a limited number of places to recruit talented people this time, so let's wait for next time..."

"Junior brother, what's your name?"

wow...

The crowd was in an uproar.

First, Zhu Hecheng and Su Zhixiu, who had been full of anticipation, lost all color in their faces, their faces filled with disappointment. Who knew if the Five Symbols Sect would even be recruiting disciples again in a few years?

Even if they recruit, will they only recruit one person? Who dares to say they will definitely get the job?

The two of them now wished they could move themselves out of the flower gate and occupy the pile of rubble!

Fairy Li, isn't your method of arranging this fate a bit too casual? We're so close to you, and we're very sincere!

on the platform.

Huang Shouren frowned when he saw that Fairy Li had chosen the young man surnamed Huang.

He had all the information on the mountain and knew that his servant had thrown out a foolish and arrogant fellow surnamed Huang who had been lucky enough to escape the clutches of his family for generations.

This guy actually has this kind of luck?

Fairy Li is showing no respect to my Huang family!

Outside the flower gate.

When the young man surnamed Huang saw the golden finger pointing at him and Fairy Li addressing him as her junior brother, he realized that he had been chosen!

He jumped up excitedly and stammered.

"Fairy...no...Senior Sister..."

"Junior brother, my name is Huang Shifu!"

Surrounded by several people, he boldly entered the flower gate.

Huang Shifu looked up and saw countless hands reaching out to shake his hand, each face beaming with a sincere smile.

Moreover, he would often find himself carrying extra items—such as banknotes, property deeds, jewelry, and even a woman's embroidered handkerchief, which would fill his sleeves completely after just a few steps.

Countless mouths congratulated him and introduced themselves; how could he possibly hear or recognize them all?

He only remembered that the woman who had slipped him an embroidered handkerchief earlier seemed to be an illegitimate daughter of the Pei family? And she was quite beautiful!

A hundred or so steps led to the platform. (Click to read the novel "Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions," a masterpiece by Cup of Wine and a Cigarette!) He practically carried him up the platform... not because he had mastered great skills, but because the people were so enthusiastic that they practically lifted him up!

He only remembered that the woman who had slipped him an embroidered handkerchief earlier seemed to be an illegitimate daughter of the Pei family? And she was quite beautiful!

A hundred or so steps led to the platform, and he climbed up without even touching the ground... It wasn't that he had mastered some kind of superhuman skill, but rather that the people were so enthusiastic that they practically carried him up to the platform!

Huang Shifu carefully stepped onto the platform. The real touch of his toes on the ground made him hold his breath, his heart pounding with excitement. Just a quarter of an hour ago, he couldn't even get into the flower gate and was beaten so badly that he was left to languish like a dead dog among the piles of rubble outside.

Now, however, he can stand tall and straight, sharing a stone platform with the direct descendants of aristocratic families who previously dared not even look at each other's shadows.

Huang Shifu was completely dizzy. He could only watch as the beautiful and kind-hearted senior sister in front of him opened and closed her mouth, seemingly asking him how many people were in his family, whether he had any worldly attachments, and whether he would leave with her now.

Huang Shifu instinctively wanted to nod and say yes.

But a thought suddenly popped into his mind to stop him—wait a minute, after being a servant for twenty years, you've finally risen to a higher position, but if you go to the sect with your senior sister, you'll still be the one with the lowest status.

Then all this cultivation of Taoism has been for nothing?

Just one night, no, one day!

I want my mother, my siblings, and my neighbors to see how successful I am today!

Returning home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night—what flavor is left?

He didn't know how he brought it up, but he almost begged Senior Sister Li to let him go back tonight and take care of some trivial matters tomorrow before setting off immediately.

Li Xinlian frowned slightly, a smile playing on her lips, and nodded gently, saying that she would come to pick him up the next evening.

The people on and off the stage surrounded Li Xinlian and showered her with praise, congratulating her on being a talented person chosen by her sect.

at this time.

Huang Shouren clapped his hands, and a Huang family member from below the platform came up and leaned in to listen to his instructions before hurrying down the mountain.

After a while.

The man carried a box up the mountain, placed it in front of Huang Shifu, and opened it.

"what……"

Everyone was horrified. Inside was a human head, the very same old servant, the martial arts master, who had attacked Huang Shifu earlier. His aged face was filled with shock and grievance.

The Huang family members repaid the debt.

"Your Highness, this scoundrel knows that his previous actions were reckless, heinous, and offensive to the Huang family. Therefore, he has committed suicide to atone for his sins!"

The crowd on and off the platform was filled with astonishment.

Yang Silang thought to himself, "You're a fool."

It's likely true that the old martial arts master committed suicide, but to say that he died voluntarily is just a lie!

Huang Shifu has risen to prominence overnight, and who knows how far he will go in the future? Huang Shouren will not leave this grudge in the other party's heart.

Compared to this possibility, a yellow dog that guards the house is dead and insignificant.

He just didn't expect Huang Shouren to act so quickly and decisively; this guy must be completely black when he's cut open.

"Cousin..." Huang Shouren patted Huang Shifu on the shoulder with a smile, "Our Huang family rules are good, but some wicked servants misinterpret the orders of their superiors, causing public outrage and resentment."

"He offended you, so he should pay with his life. Are you satisfied?"

Huang Shifu could remain calm and composed in the face of apocalyptic fantasies; yet, when Huang Shouren addressed him as his cousin, he was moved to tears and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, with no resentment in his heart.

No matter how much grievance he suffered, a single word, "brother," was enough!

Who will dare say he's not a member of the Huang family now?

Fairy Li coughed lightly, her face already showing impatience.

"Now that this matter is settled, I must go and lend my senior sister a hand. Everyone, we'll meet again someday!"

She nodded to Huang Shifu, then said no more, stepped into the paper sedan chair, and slowly ascended into the sky, about to depart...

Platform up and down.

Everyone bowed and respectfully saw the fairy off as she ascended into the sky.

Huang Shifu even knelt down to sincerely present a gift to his senior sister!

This gathering tonight is something we can brag about for the next three years.

Pei Buqi sighed.

"To put it bluntly, in terms of artistic skill alone, this Fairy Li far surpasses Fairy Bai!"

"With just one melody, the illusion can make over a hundred people feel as if they are right in front of him. This skill is truly terrifying. He must have reached the realm of object manipulation."

He was an old man who had attended several gatherings, so he naturally knew Bai Xianzi's usual strength. He didn't know until he compared them, and it seemed that she was a bit inferior.

Jin Xiangyu gloated over Yan Nanxing's misfortune.

"Come with me to buy some gifts tomorrow. Su Shimei persisted until the very end today but didn't get to choose. She must be feeling terrible. I want to visit her."

Yang Silang shuddered. Women are ruthless; they love to rub salt into wounds.

at this time.

The sedan chair had only flown a dozen or so feet through the air when the crowd was still seeing it off.

One of the paper figures carrying the sedan chair suddenly turned its head with a creaking sound, spinning around in a huge circle, almost twisting its own head off!

His once lifeless eyes suddenly became lively, but they were filled with resentment and malice as he stared fiercely at Li Xinlian.

The paper figure emitted a sharp, young female voice.

"Who are you, you vixen? State your name if you dare!"

"How dare you steal my magical artifact and impersonate a member of my Five Talismans Sect to attend the gathering!"

"Aaaaah... I, Bai Qingmei, swear I won't rest until I kill you!"

On and off the platform, everyone gaped and froze. This...this...this Fairy Li, who had been with them all night and whose musical skills were superb and who exuded an ethereal aura, was a fake?

Huang Shifu carefully stepped onto the platform. The real touch of his toes on the ground made him hold his breath, his heart pounding with excitement. Just a quarter of an hour ago, he couldn't even get into the flower gate and was beaten so badly that he was left to languish like a dead dog among the piles of rubble outside.

Now, however, he can stand tall and straight, sharing a stone platform with the direct descendants of aristocratic families who previously dared not even look at each other's shadows.

Huang Shifu was completely dizzy. He could only watch as the beautiful and kind-hearted senior sister in front of him opened and closed her mouth, seemingly asking him how many people were in his family, whether he had any worldly attachments, and whether he would leave with her now.

Huang Shifu instinctively wanted to nod and say yes.

But a thought suddenly popped into his mind to stop him—wait a minute, after being a servant for twenty years, you've finally risen to a higher position, but if you go to the sect with your senior sister, you'll still be the one with the lowest status.

Then all this cultivation of Taoism has been for nothing?

Just one night, no, one day!

I want my mother, my siblings, and my neighbors to see how successful I am today!

Returning home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night—what flavor is left?

He didn't know how he brought it up, but he almost begged Senior Sister Li to let him go back tonight and take care of some trivial matters tomorrow before setting off immediately.

Li Xinlian frowned slightly, a smile playing on her lips, and nodded gently, saying that she would come to pick him up the next evening.

The people on and off the stage surrounded Li Xinlian and showered her with praise, congratulating her on being a talented person chosen by her sect.

at this time.

Huang Shouren clapped his hands, and a Huang family member from below the platform came up and leaned in to listen to his instructions before hurrying down the mountain.

After a while.

The man carried a box up the mountain, placed it in front of Huang Shifu, and opened it.

"what……"

Everyone was horrified. Inside was a human head, the very same old servant, the martial arts master, who had attacked Huang Shifu earlier. His aged face was filled with shock and grievance.

The Huang family members repaid the debt.

"Your Highness, this scoundrel knows that his previous actions were reckless, heinous, and offensive to the Huang family. Therefore, he has committed suicide to atone for his sins!"

The crowd on and off the platform was filled with astonishment.

Yang Silang thought to himself, "You're a fool."

It's likely true that the old martial arts master committed suicide, but to say that he died voluntarily is just a lie!

Huang Shifu has risen to prominence overnight, and who knows how far he will go in the future? Huang Shouren will not leave this grudge in the other party's heart.

Compared to this possibility, a yellow dog that guards the house is dead and insignificant.

He just didn't expect Huang Shouren to act so quickly and decisively; this guy must be completely black when he's cut open.

"Cousin..." Huang Shouren patted Huang Shifu on the shoulder with a smile, "Our Huang family rules are good, but some wicked servants misinterpret the orders of their superiors, causing public outrage and resentment."

"He offended you, so he should pay with his life. Are you satisfied?"

Huang Shifu could remain calm and composed in the face of apocalyptic fantasies; yet, when Huang Shouren addressed him as his cousin, he was moved to tears and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, with no resentment in his heart.

No matter how much grievance he suffered, a single word, "brother," was enough!

Who will dare say he's not a member of the Huang family now?

Fairy Li coughed lightly, her face already showing impatience.

"Now that this matter is settled, I must go and lend my senior sister a hand. Everyone, we'll meet again someday!"

She nodded to Huang Shifu, then said no more, stepped into the paper sedan chair, and slowly ascended into the sky, about to depart...

Platform up and down.

Everyone bowed and respectfully saw the fairy off as she ascended into the sky.

Huang Shifu even knelt down to sincerely present a gift to his senior sister!

This gathering tonight is something we can brag about for the next three years.

Pei Buqi sighed.

"To put it bluntly, in terms of artistic skill alone, this Fairy Li far surpasses Fairy Bai!"

"With just one melody, the illusion can make over a hundred people feel as if they are right in front of him. This skill is truly terrifying. He must have reached the realm of object manipulation."

He was an old man who had attended several gatherings, so he naturally knew Bai Xianzi's usual strength. He didn't know until he compared them, and it seemed that she was a bit inferior.

Jin Xiangyu gloated over Yan Nanxing's misfortune.

"Come with me to buy some gifts tomorrow. Su Shimei persisted until the very end today but didn't get to choose. She must be feeling terrible. I want to visit her."

Yang Silang shuddered. Women are ruthless; they love to rub salt into wounds.

at this time.

The sedan chair had only flown a dozen or so feet through the air when the crowd was still seeing it off.

One of the paper figures carrying the sedan chair suddenly turned its head with a creaking sound, spinning around in a huge circle, almost twisting its own head off!

His once lifeless eyes suddenly became lively, but they were filled with resentment and malice as he stared fiercely at Li Xinlian.

The paper figure emitted a sharp, young female voice.

"Who are you, you vixen? State your name if you dare!"

"How dare you steal my magical artifact and impersonate a member of my Five Talismans Sect to attend the gathering!"

"Aaaaah... I, Bai Qingmei, swear I won't rest until I kill you!"

On and off the platform, everyone gaped and froze. This...this...this Fairy Li, who had been with them all night and whose musical skills were superb and who exuded an ethereal aura, was a fake?

Also, the White Fairy has always been calm and composed, when has she ever acted like a shrew?

Everyone suddenly felt as if something had shattered in their hearts.