Chapter 53: Divine Arts Of Immortality, Solely Dependent On Immortal Fate
As soon as Chen Shun’an said this and did that, the Water Carrier on site was dumbfounded.
This awareness, this courage!
As expected of Old Chen who has been scrambling in the Capital City and climbed high branches… Master Chen!
Flattering, showing loyalty, all done so refreshingly upright and frank!
Oh no, can I still go up now to offer the treasure?
But with my few taels of shabby broken silver, the Landlord won’t look at it!
Many people sourly watched Chen Shun’an’s back.
Some showed disdain on their faces, unwilling to associate with Chen Shun’an.
Lin Shou Zhuo squatted to one side, taking out his own red flower oil, silently wiping the bruises on his fist.
Hearing this at the moment, he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth, as if seeing Chen Shun’an for the first time, repeatedly scrutinizing Chen Shun’an’s back.
Lin Shou Zhuo, whose mind is full of qi and blood and muscle from practicing fists, could never think of such rhetoric even if beaten to death.
And Chen Shun’an thought very clearly.
Although he entered the Water Station back then by spending money to buy an official post, and relied on Zhang Shi’s connections to successfully claim the spot!
But it must be said that since entering Weihang Street for water delivery, Chen Shun’an has lived the life of a decent person.
With a big tree for shade and a background to rely on, in just a few short years, he managed to get a fairly spacious tile house.
If others wanted to make things difficult for Chen Shun’an, they had to weigh the Water Station’s clannish, vengeful ‘fierce reputation’.
Over these years, Zhao Guangxi has never made things difficult for the Water Carriers below, monthly salary, wages, various benefits are issued on time, and for weddings, funerals, marriages, he even sends gifts through others.
Although he rarely shows up on ordinary days, when there’s trouble he really steps up, very protective of his own.
Zhao Guangxi himself is a veteran first-rate expert, a Shun Person from Jizhou, with ancestors who had merits in following the dragon, deep background, and extremely wide connections.
For the current Chen Shun’an, this is an extremely thick thigh.
Must hold on tight!
So the words Chen Shun’an said weren’t entirely insincere.
But how much true emotion was revealed…
Probably wine mixed with water.
On the stone seat.
Zhao Guangxi felt a bit elated, his gaze towards Chen Shun’an becoming gentler.
Many have flattered him, but one like Chen Shun’an who does it seamlessly yet with profound intent is a first.
Especially, Chen Shun’an has sharp eyes and understands the principle of sitting in rows and sharing fruits.
Treat to a meal, slay, take as dog. This is the true saying of the Sacred Dynasty.
And Chen Shun’an who comprehends this principle has great potential for cultivation!
It’s a pity, he’s a bit old.
Thinking of this, a trace of regret flashed in Zhao Guangxi’s eyes.
He laughed heartily,
“Old Chen, put away these things…”
His gaze paused on the Li Tan Banner, and Zhao Guangxi suddenly changed his tone, saying,
“This thing is a disaster rather than a blessing for you. I’ll take it for you. As for the rest, you decide for yourself.”
Zhao Guangxi’s expression was normal as he grabbed the Li Tan Banner, thought for a moment, and said,
“After all, this thing passed through your hands, so emotionally and rationally, I should tell you about the immortal fate. Wait a moment…”
With that, Zhao Guangxi stepped down from the stone seat.
Immortal fate?
Chen Shun’an’s gaze sharpened, waves of shock surging in his heart.
Even though he had guessed in his heart, getting confirmation from Zhao Guangxi still left Chen Shun’an somewhat astonished.
Karma related to an immortal?!
And what followed was fear!
That kid Ah Hua hid it deep enough!
Luckily, he Chen Shun’an was cautious, didn’t let hot blood rush to his head and go alone to confront them, but timely pulled in the Water Station’s banner.
Otherwise…
He probably would have to expose eighty or ninety percent of his strength to slay Xiang Zhe, Zhuang Kun, and Ah Hua the three of them?
Too risky!
Zhao Guangxi’s figure flashed, like a nimble cat rising, brushing past Chen Shun’an and standing before the crowd.
Chen Shun’an watched closely, only feeling that Zhao Guangxi’s breathing was long and drawn out, meridians pulsing, heart bursting, blood flow unified in coordination, with a mysterious rhythm, still like a lazy spirit cat, moving like summer thunder.
In this stillness and movement, instantly switching without hindrance.
Harmonizing with some profound principle, actually giving Chen Shun’an the feeling of listening to Scholar Ma reciting martial strategy scriptures.
Just much thinner and fainter.
Even so, this was something Chen Shun’an hadn’t detected on the Sickly Big Bug Yang Lu, Primordial Great Umbrella Yue Ting, or Jade Faced Duck Zhou Qing.
Zhao Guangxi’s strength is probably considered strong even among the first-rate realm.
“Landlord, how many thieves did you slay?”
Chen Shun’an was curious in his heart.
……
“Brothers…”
In front of everyone, Zhao Guangxi said some caring words, post-battle compliments, making some Water Carriers show fatigue and yawn frequently.
Luckily it was late, Zhao Guangxi saw the crowd’s impatience, didn’t say much, and turned to ask,
“Just now, which brothers used hidden weapons and schemes to leave Ah Hua behind?”
After all, the night was deep, shadows indistinct, and Zhao Guangxi hadn’t slain the ‘Eye Thief’, so he didn’t see who it was.
The Water Carriers looked at each other, no one answered.
Chen Shun’an also showed a puzzled expression.
Then, he suddenly sensed a strange gaze, like a needle tip, falling on him.
Chen Shun’an abruptly looked up, seeing Zhou Qing smiling at him, gaze like water, rippling with spring waves.
Chen Shun’an felt a chill in his heart, squeezed out a few smiles on his face, and cupped his hands towards Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing must have arrived at the Pounding House early, seeing everyone’s actions clearly.
Naturally spotting Chen Shun’an’s lightness skill and finger techniques far exceeding second-rate early stage.
Luckily.
Chen Shun’an secretly thought himself fortunate.
Luckily he had already set the policy of hiding six revealing four, tonight’s exposed lightness skill and strength only three or four tenths.
Not afraid of Zhou Qing leaking it out.
Seeing no one answer, Zhao Guangxi shook his head, told everyone that in two days at the Eight Treasures Tower west of the county, second-rate seats would be set, treating everyone, then waved his hand, signaling the crowd to leave.
Ah Hua was dragged back by Sun Xiao.
Shopkeeper Li glanced at Ah Hua and sighed.
Grit Well, no successors, a gap between old and new.
……
After the crowd left, only Zhao Guangxi, Zhou Qing, Chen Shun’an, and Lin Shou Zhuo remained under the Kui Xing Tower.
Lin Shou Zhuo, having charged ahead and suffered the yin wind chill up close, was also considered ‘one with fate’ in Zhao Guangxi’s words, so he was left behind.
Zhao Guangxi got straight to the point,
“As the saying goes, ‘Immortal arts are not fabricated, without fate you won’t find them even face to face.’ So-called immortal fate is the various items left by immortals during their travels in the mortal world, which can’t be judged by common sense yet possess miraculous effects…”
Zhao Guangxi’s voice said faintly,
“Immortal fate can be a book, a grain of sand and stone, a talisman from a fire-dwelling Daoist priest, or even table and chairs, bird cage, smoke pipe… Without fate, you won’t know its true wondrous nature even face to face; with fate, even millions of miles apart, it will fall into your hands.”
At this point, Zhao Guangxi weighed the Li Tan Banner in his hand.
This banner didn’t flutter with the night wind, as if fixed in shape, the triangular command flag stretched taut.
“If not for Ah Hua leading the way and using it right in front of you, even if this Li Tan Banner was placed before us, we would only think it a mortal object, not recognizing its true form.”
Lin Shou Zhuo, hearing this, showed a thoughtful expression.
Immortal fate is actually such a subjective thing?
Chen Shun’an pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked,
“Then, what counts as having fate?”
Hearing this, Zhao Guangxi chuckled loudly a few times and said,
“Either like Ah Hua; or like you and me now, after all, the treasure belongs to the virtuous. Moreover… the premise of all karma is that you know and are certain it is immortal fate, only then can it be.”
Moments later, Zhao Guangxi left by sedan, Zhou Qing flashed into the night and soon vanished.
Only the last words still echoed in Chen Shun’an and the other’s ears.
“Immortal fates have various uses, but all damage fate, mismatched four pillars and eight characters, lightly five labor and seven injuries, heavily poisoning a hundred generations… You all beware.”
