Chapter 839 - Immortal!

[Sir!] Fang Qi looked at his communication jade. Academy Master Gu?

Mr. Fang replied, [You’ve made the decision about what you want for the prize that you won in the last event? I must tell you beforehand that it can’t be something too powerful. Otherwise, I’ll go bankrupt.]

Mr. Fang was half-joking.

“Um...” After a while, Gu Tingyu replied, “I’ve made the decision.”

In fact, the prizes allocated to different factions and shops in the last event were very nice. For example, now in the Nanhua Faction, Mo Xian pointed her fingers, and an extremely miraculous-looking longsword that was engulfed in bright green light unsheathed itself.

Smugly, she looked at Liu Ningyun beside her and fluttered her long eyelashes before saying, “Junior Sister, this is the Wuchen Sword, a famous immortal sword and Li Xiaoyao’s best weapon in the Legend of Sword and Fairy. Don’t you want to try it?”

“...” Liu Ningyun had the urge to fight with Mo Xian. She stomped her feet and said, “Senior sister, even if you gave it to me, I wouldn’t take it!”

“Are you sure...” Mo Xian put the sword before Liu Ningyun while giggling.

“Aiya! Take it away! Now!”

At this moment, a hand reached between them and took away the Wuchen Sword.

It was an ethereal-looking woman with a dignified and solemn face.

The two girls bowed and greeted, “Greeting, Master.”

“Xian’er,” the Xichi Spiritual Master said, “About this Wuchen Sword...”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

She made a sword energy flower with the Wuchen Sword and put it in her spiritual storage bag. She said, “I’ve talked with the elders and the Faction Master. Since you two are still young and not fitting to keep such a godly weapon, I will keep it for you temporarily until you are older...”

Mo Xian looked as if one piece of her flesh was cut out. “!!!” She was wild in frustration.

Looking timid and wanting to protest at the same time, she mumbled in a low voice, “You said the same thing when you took away our New-Year red envelopes when we were little. How old must we be before you can return them to us!”

With puffed cheeks, her beautiful eyes sulkily stared at the Xichi Spiritual Master who had flown into the air on her sword.

Beside her, Liu Ningyun shook her head and chuckled as if she had also remembered the things when they were little. She comforted Mo Xian, “It was because you snuck down the mountain to have fun and even bought more than ten ‘top-tier prehistoric spiritual artifacts’. You were even showing them off to the sisters...”

“Hehe!” Yue Yan smirked and said, “I know that too. I remember that Master was furious at you... and the next year...”

Mo Xian’s pretty face blushed. “...”

“Aiya! You guys are just jealous of my Wuchen Sword!” Immediately, Mo Xian tickled Yue Yan’s waist with her hands, afraid that the latter would tell more of her embarrassing childhood stories.

“Hehehe...” They giggled and flew away on their swords.

“Long, long ago, in the barbarian era when humans were still eating raw meat and drinking blood, there was a god who was 10,000 meters tall. His breath was like a gust, and his gaze was like a thunderbolt. There was also a demon hiding in the depths of Hell; its huge mouth opened in the darkness like an abyss and instantly devoured all the creatures in the world. One immortal taught us languages, ceremonious greetings, and manners, etc...”

“I remember that we have tales here too. In our world...” After frolicking with each other for a while, Yue Yan suddenly said.

“Yeah,” Liu Ningyun said after thinking for a bit, “In Jiuhua City, someone rewrote them and compiled them into a book. I wonder if it’s true.”

“Is it the book called Celestial Warrior?” Mo Xian said, “I read a bit of it.”

“It’s about the stories that happened later. It’s not as good as Journey to the West.”

“Right... let’s talk about Journey to the West. The spell of Heavenly and Earthly Body that the Great Sage Sun and Erlang Immortal Master used is so powerful! It can make people grow to such a height; I think they almost poked their heads through the Heavens...”

“Huh... look at Yellow Spring Sea over there...”

“The sea surface is rising? It’s natural with the rain pouring down everyday! Anyway, there are no people around here except for the ones in Half City. Ignore it. Cultivators are not afraid of a flood.”

Their voices dimmed in the dark night.

Mostly inhabited by cultivators and warriors, Half City had its defense array and couldn’t be damaged by ordinary fires or water. Even if it was devoured by a huge flood and sank to the bottom of the ocean, it could still function as usual.

However, the continuous pouring rain for days was unusual.

A flood came!

The rainstorm flooded the rivers, mountains, and the land. In the north of the Dongxuan Cave Abode where Fang Qi’ shop was, the Dragon River lay between the Heavenly Faction and the Dongxuan Cave Abode.

Like an evil dragon, the surging muddy river, containing the gods’ fury, instantly crashed down the banks in the pitch-black night and devoured more than 10,000 hectares of farmland as if a great tribulation had come.

Catastrophes always came silently, catching people off guard.

In a small town by the river, there was only silence except for the sounds of rain in the dark night.

Perhaps the storm was so loud that its sounds covered all the other sounds.

Vaguely, coughs sounded from a low house on the edge of the town.

Then, a dim light was turned on.

The lamp light was so weak and shaky that it seemed like it would extinguish at any moment under the gust and heavy rain.

“Mom... I can’t sleep...” a baby voice said with a sob, “I’m scared...”

“Don’t be afraid,” a woman’s voice sounded. “This is the fury of the immortals in Heaven. When their fury is gone, the storm will stop...”

“But when will the immortals calm down?” the baby voice sounded, “The Mr. Cultivator in the town used to say that if people did something wrong, they would anger the immortals in Heaven. But I didn’t do anything wrong... Can you tell the immortals in Heaven that I didn’t do anything wrong... I have been very obedient... Wuu...”

“Silly girl... Ay!”

Suddenly, huge explosions sound from the outside. The sound grew louder.

Creak! Suddenly, the window was opened, and the oil paper lamp shone through the window while a black shadow, looking like a black dragon, dashed its way down the mountain outside.

It instantly came to the house.

“Mom!” A shrill cry sounded. With a flash in the dark night, the voice was instantly devoured!

It completely died off in the dark night.

“Faction Master! Something is happening below!” Several light beams flashed across the sky.

Standing in the sky, the people of the Heavenly Faction gathered spiritual essence in their eyes and looked down, seeing a river mingling with a flood of mud, sand, and debris running down the mountain like a black dragon.

Vaguely, they could hear the shrill screams coming from below, and the sounds were then devoured completely.

They seemed to see a weak light of spiritual essence lightning up below them. In the light, they seemed to see an immortal statue.

People yelled and prayed, hoping that the god whom they worshipped would come and rescue them.

However, the light quickly dimmed. With countless shrill yells and howls, the people scrambled to flee in desperation. Then...

The mountain behind them collapsed!

In front of Heaven and Earth, humans were as tiny as the bugs crawling on the ground.

They felt nothing but endless despair!

“Help them!” A hoarse roar came from the sky, and countless sword beams that looked like stars dashed down like a shower!

At this moment, many people kowtowed with tears on their faces as if they saw real immortals!

– In the Jiuhua City Shop –

Lying on a couch and resting, Fang Qi watched the shop with an exquisitely made blue-covered book in his hands.

“Celestial Warrior... This book hasn’t ended yet?” Mr. Fang flipped through it casually.

“Yeah...” Shen Qingqing sipped her Coke and said, “I began reading it long ago, so I must finish it. We must finish the things that we start.”

“Hey... This immortal master’s name is not good. He’s a figure from the prehistoric time; how can he have a surname of ‘Fang’?” While dangling his leg over the knee of the other leg, Mr. Fang said in amusement.

“As the saying goes, ‘Sky is round, and the earth is square. Why can’t he have the surname ‘Fang’?” Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes at him.

[TL Note: ‘Square’ is pronounced the same as ‘Fang’ in Chinese.]