Chapter 105: The Beginning

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“I hit a bottleneck in my cultivation and thought to relax with you guys for a bit.”
“Didn’t expect you two senior brothers to be working so hard.”
“Looks like I can’t slack off anymore.”

Xu Chen said this as he was about to head back with the two of them to the Ancient Battlefield.
“Wait, it’s rare for our junior brother to want to relax; we should rest too.”

The three of them entered the Human Clan Music Hall.

This music hall was half above ground, the other half built inside the mountain.

Inside the music hall was a tavern.

Upon arrival, they were led into a spacious, luxuriously decorated private room.

A group of dancers and musicians dressed in colorful silk skirts respectfully bowed to the three.

“Junior Brother Xu, you said it’s your first time here, so just follow my lead.”
“First, we eat, then soak in the hot springs, and finally get a massage.”
“The music hall also has all kinds of shows and gambling arenas; if you’re interested, you can check those out too,” Li Chengfu waved his hand.

Fairy-like music played as the dancers twirled gracefully on stage.

With slender, willow-like waists and ribbons fluttering in the spring breeze, the colorful silk skirts made a breathtaking sight.

The three enjoyed the feast and the performance, each accompanied by a gentle and beautiful woman pouring them wine.

After satisfying their hunger and thirst, they proceeded deeper into the music hall to a hot spring area.

A secluded hot spring cave, each had their own small pool.

Xu Chen immersed himself in the hot spring.

“Ah~~”

It felt as if his soul was cleansed, his entire body suddenly unblocked and refreshed.

“About the things brought out from the Ancient Battlefield of the Saints, if they suit oneself, can they be kept without turning them in?” Xu Chen suddenly asked while soaking.

“That’s allowed, but their value shouldn’t be too high,” one replied.
“Besides, these are items billions of years old, some existing since the birth of the Human Clan.”
“After the ravages of time, they’ll have wear and tear; it’s better to trade them in for contribution points.”
“The Human Clan’s treasury contains countless treasures—you can exchange contribution points for anything you want,” Zong Changshou said as he relaxed in the hot spring, relieving his fatigue.

“I understand.”

“There’s one more question. In the Human Emperor Dao Palace, what does being called ‘Your Highness’ mean?” Xu Chen asked again.

His two senior brothers came from prominent families. Whether favored or not, they had received the most orthodox education from those great clans.

Their knowledge and insight far surpassed his. There were no TikTok or Baidu in this world, so if he didn’t understand something, Xu Chen asked them.

While soaking, the two suddenly looked at Xu Chen as if startled, their expressions complex yet filled with shock.

“The status of a Golden Immortal candidate simply means that the Human Emperor Dao Palace has deemed you to have the potential to become a Golden Immortal.”
“Except for those who perish midway, nine out of ten who are called ‘Your Highness’ in the Dao Palace reach the Golden Immortal realm.”
“Among those nine, one in ten can reach the legendary state,” Zong Changshou said with a hint of envy.

“That impressive.”

Xu Chen stroked his chin thoughtfully. Looks like if he wanted to protect his brothers in the future, he’d have to work even harder.

After soaking in the hot springs, the three each went to their own massage rooms.

Xu Chen lay on the bed, feeling a bit nervous. Although he was familiar with this in his previous life, this was his first time in this world.

Lost in thought, a graceful figure pushed the door open.

The entire room was filled with the scent of jasmine.

“A Flower Spirit?” Xu Chen was surprised to see a Flower Spirit woman dressed in a light, pale green dress.

“This is your first time here, right?” came a soft and pleasant voice.

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Xu Chen nodded, taking a deep breath of jasmine fragrance.

At this moment, Xu Chen was lying face down, and the Flower Spirit woman approached the bedside, placing her jade-like hands on his head.

“Relax, sir. Xiao Rou’s massage is very comfortable.”

Her gentle hands began to massage Xu Chen’s head rhythmically.

“Are you a disciple of the Great Stream Sect or hired externally?” Xu Chen asked casually while enjoying the massage.

“I was hired by the music hall’s owner. Only a few children from major families among our Flower Spirits can enter the Great Stream Sect.”
“Those of us who dance and massage here are all hired externally, hoping to earn more spirit coins to support our families.”

The Flower Spirit’s voice was pitiful, carrying a sense of helplessness as if forced into this life.

“My mother is seriously ill. My father only owns ten acres of spirit farmland, barely enough for daily expenses.”
“My younger brother studies cultivation diligently; he is the hope of our family.”
“That’s why I came to do this job—to earn more spirit coins to treat my mother and buy cultivation resources for my brother.”

Hearing the same spiel from different worlds, Xu Chen couldn’t help but smile.

“You might as well say your mother-in-law is abusive, your husband drinks heavily, your child is seriously ill, and your maternal family is parasitic.”
“To save your child, you had no choice but to come out and work.”

The jade hands massaging Xu Chen paused for a moment.

“That line is much better than what you just said,” Xu Chen said leisurely.

In his previous life, even as a regular customer, he couldn’t resist that kind of spiel and often extended his massage time.

“Are there really people that miserable?” the Flower Spirit woman asked curiously.

“Is it really that miserable?” Xu Chen countered.

“Still thought you were a first-time visitor, but turns out you’re a seasoned patron of the red-light district,” she said, settling herself on his back with a slight sway.

Xu Chen shuddered slightly.

Her jade hands began massaging his back.

Perhaps because Xu Chen had decided to take a break and his spirit relaxed, he actually fell asleep during the massage.

In his blurred consciousness, Xu Chen felt as if every inch of his body had been massaged.

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Human Realm, Ancient Battlefield.

Xu Chen drew his bow fully and released an arrow.

The wind-piercing arrow flew several miles, directly decapitating a six-dragon-blood-powered beast.

“A Windbell Beast, worth about ten points.”

The three approached the beast and removed the scale from its forehead.

They had already been training in the Ancient Battlefield for a month, achieving extreme tacit understanding.

Sometimes, a single glance between them was enough to convey meaning.

In a cave, they lit a fire.

Outside, freezing rain fell while they cooked the beast meat in a stone pot over the fire.

“Suddenly thought, if the Holy Spirit Celestial Court really lets in so many beasts, we’d better prepare some more spices,” Li Chengfu said, using chopsticks made from twigs to eat a piece of cooked meat.

“There’s the Heavenly Fragrance Stone. Just scrape a little from it and dissolve in water, it emits a peculiar aroma.”

“Bring three stones with different scents; that’ll be enough,” Zong Changshou said, looking contentedly at the meat.

Not long ago, he had returned to his family. His previously indifferent father suddenly sought him out to discuss family matters and hardships.

All signs indicated that families in Leizhou had begun to notice him, his mischievous friends, and his senior brother with great power.

“In three days, we head to the Ancient Battlefield of the Saints. We’ve bought everything needed, even some unlisted items just in case,” Li Chengfu said, glancing repeatedly at Xu Chen.

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“Senior Brother, if you have something to say, just say it. Keeping it inside isn’t good,” Xu Chen looked at Li Chengfu’s hesitant expression and spoke directly.

“Alright, I’ll be straightforward. Our three-man squad might have drawn the attention of some major families in Leizhou. They all want to insert people into our ranks.”
“Changshou must have encountered similar situations.”
“Both Changshou and I think we should follow Junior Brother Xu’s lead.”
“What do you think, Junior Brother Xu?” Li Chengfu asked after some thought.

“I think three is just right. More people would make moving and operating difficult,” Xu Chen said bluntly.

Recently, his disciple token rang incessantly every day, all from strangers sending messages.

Hearing this, Li Chengfu and Zong Changshou both sighed in relief.

No sect or family in the Human Clan wanted to miss this rare chance that could influence the clan’s destiny.

Thus, anyone who met the standard and was a strong Qi-Blood realm cultivator was closely watched.

Xu Chen’s recent display of strength made him a prime target.

But with Li Chengfu and Zong Changshou around, family forces in Leizhou’s capital dared not act too aggressively.

“We three already cooperate so well; adding more mid-way would only be a burden,” Xu Chen said, picking up a small stone from the ground.

A mysterious power surged into the stone as he threw it hard.

The small stone flew hundreds of feet, piercing a huge rock and hitting a Qi-Blood realm opponent hiding behind it.

His two companions were no longer surprised by such behavior.

Every time the three entered the Ancient Battlefield, they were pursued relentlessly.

“My heartbeat sounded like thunder, yet I still felt undetected,” Xu Chen chuckled.

As Xu Chen spoke, Zong Changshou’s figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he held a damaged spirit artifact.

“15 points. Even a mosquito is still meat.”

The three exchanged glances and burst out laughing.

Exiting the Human Realm, Xu Chen returned to his small courtyard to prepare the items for the Ancient Battlefield.

Three days later, outside Leizhou’s capital, a celestial ship engraved with Leizhou’s emblem, miles long, slowly descended on a plaza.

About 30,000 Qi-Blood realm cultivators from the five major sects and various forces were gathering to enter the Ancient Battlefield.

Xu Chen stood among the crowd, observing the young master at the front.

“Whether our Great Stream Sect can make a name for itself before the entire Human Clan depends on our young master,” Zong Changshou whispered telepathically.

“His Nine Dragons and Eight Tigers power has reached the Qi-Blood realm’s limit. In the Ancient Battlefield, he’s an invincible presence.”

“Compared to that, I’m useless.”

“Even with a cheat, I can’t match these chosen ones, the favored children of Heaven,” Xu Chen thought to himself.

“Who will our young master team up with?”

“The prodigies of the Human Emperor Dao Palace—all with saintly aptitude.”

“Not sure exactly who,” came a voice from an unfamiliar direction.

The young master, now a refined and elegant youth, turned and smiled at them.

Xu Chen and Zong Changshou immediately felt awkward.

“When entering the Ancient Battlefield, the sect will give you special fireworks.”
“If you’re in danger, light the fireworks. If I see them, I’ll come rescue you.”

The young master’s voice reached the ears of every Great Stream Sect disciple heading to the Ancient Battlefield.

Chapter 3 — End