The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

Chapter 321: 258: Imitating Taigong, Fishing for the Destined One

After all, if you speak of the Pei Xuanjing of the past, he might have made mistakes when faced with attacks from multiple strong people. But now, having stepped into the Spirit Realm, Pei Xuanjing had no such worries, regardless of how many people made a move, he could easily suppress them.

“Master.” Pang Hong respectfully greeted Pei Xuanjing.

After Pei Xuanjing was granted the title of ‘Great Real Man’, under the witness of Daoist Xuanming and Yu Zhenzi, he formally accepted Pang Hong as his disciple, officially entering Pei Xuanjing’s sect.

Many people were envious of Pang Hong for this, feeling that sometimes, one’s luck really couldn’t be compared with others.

When it came to aptitude, Pang Hong may not be considered excellent. Some might even say average, but he was able to learn under Pei Xuanjing, a chance that not many high-achieving talents could have.

Given Pei Xuanjing’s current strength, he could be considered the unquestionable number one person in the world, and countless talents wanted to learn under him.

Moreover, both Pei Xuanjing’s power and status had now reached a peak. Even in the case where Pei Xuanjing was not accepting other disciples, Pang Hong could be said to be the future definite successor of the Shenxiao Sect.

“You have worked hard during this time,” Pei Xuanjing said.

During this time, he had been in seclusion, and many things were handed over to Pang Hong to handle on his behalf, together with Yu Zhenzi.

Pang Hong hurriedly said, “All of these are my duties, Master, there’s no need to mention it.”

He knew that meeting Pei Xuanjing was the greatest fortune in his life. The great kindness he bestowed on him was beyond repayment which made him willingly do anything without any complaints.

Pei Xuanjing nodded and asked, “Do you have come because there is something you need to discuss?”

Pang Hong should be by Gu Ji’s side during this period. Pei Xuanjing’s actions at the initial Great Morning meeting also displeased Wang Qiong and made Gu Ji worry about whether Pei Xuanjing was just deceiving him.

So, Pei Xuanjing sent him over, as a liaison to express his intentions, and also to learn how to handle things with Gu Ji.

“Master, the Emperor has sent a message, saying that as soon as Master leaves seclusion, he should be notified, it seems he has some important matters to discuss with Master personally,” Pang Hong told the truth.

“Good! You go and inform him!”

“Yes!”

Three days later, by the stream on the back mountain of Baiyun Temple, Pei Xuanjing held a fishing rod and sat leisurely on a reclining chair.

“The Great Real Man is doing this, intent on imitating the matter of T’ai-kung angling King Wen, intending to hook the destined one?”

A voice came, and it was indeed an Emperor in common attire.

The Emperor’s guards retreated to a hundred feet away, leaving him to walk towards Pei Xuanjing with a smile on his face.

The guards also knew who the Emperor was going to see and were even more aware that their existence held no meaning to that person. If that person really wanted to harm the Emperor, they couldn’t stop him.

So, when the Emperor asked them to retreat, there was no refusal from them. The Emperor slowly walked towards Pei Xuanjing, and was for a moment, in

awe.

Even though his martial arts skills were not high, he could feel the change in Pei Xuanjing’s demeanor. In such a short time since they had last met, it seemed there’d been a complete change; there was transcendent and detached feeling like that of an immortal.

As he understood, for a powerful person at Pei Xuanjing’s realm, every bit of progress was extremely difficult and required enormous time and experience.

But Pei Xuanjings strength seemed to increase again in such a short time, which was truly astonishing.

Thinking of the guess from the expert by his side not long ago, the Heavenly Thunder that day was triggered by Pei Xuanjing. The Emperor had no doubts left in his heart and only felt admiration.

Pei Xuanjing, without turning his head or even standing up, said lightly, “How dare I compare myself to T’ai-kung, who assisted King Wen in opening up the Heavenly Zhou dynasty.”

Having said that, he pulled up his fishing hook, and there was nothing on the bare fishing hook. He laughed and said, “T’ai-kung angling King Wen used a straight hook to get him, but I’ve not even been able to get a single fish with my hook. ”

“Haha.” The Emperor laughed heartily, not minding Pei Xuanjing not standing up to greet him, and sat down without ceremony in another reclining chair next to him. He said indistinctly, “As a Great Real Man, you did not catch a fish, but you used a book to attract me.”

Before Pei Xuanjing went into seclusion, he sent a book to the Emperor through Yu Zhenzi.

At first, the Emperor did not understand what he meant, but after studying it, and consulting with a few masters he trusted, he understood the purpose and value of the book. Then he realized the meaning behind Pei Xuanjing’s gift of the book.

For the Emperor, who was not exceptional in martial arts, he knew that he would not be able to reach the peak like strong experts such as Pei Xuanjing, using martial arts to seek the Path of Longevity.

Because of this, he asked Pei Xuanjing on that day if there was a method for longevity.

At that time, Pei Xuanjing’s answer was vague, telling the Emperor to wait patiently for the right moment.

But now, the Emperor understood that Pei Xuanjing’s gift of the book was actually the answer to that question he’d asked in the side hall that day.

Pei Xuanjing was telling him that he really had a method for longevity.

The Path of Refining Spirit is different from the prevalent physical body and True Qi cultivation methods today.

Pei Xuanjing gave a faint smile, threw his fishing rod back into the stream and said, “It seems that Your Majesty has made up his mind.”

The Emperor looked where the hook fell into the stream and replied, “Today

I’ve come here, is the Great Real Man still unsure of my intentions?”

Pei Xuanjing watched the calm stream and asked, “Just how committed is Your Majesty?”

“How committed does the Great Real Man think I need to be?”

“In all matters in this world, if you want to succeed, you must pay a price. How much you pay, determines how much you can gain.” Pei Xuanjing leisurely said, his tone indifferent, but his words moved the Emperor, “If successful, it’s a matter of great joy. But if it fails, it means death, destruction, and the end of the 600-year reign of the Great Ming in Your Majesty’s hands, making you the eternal culprit. Can Your Majesty accept such a cost?”

Death and destruction, the end of the 600-year reign of the Great Ming all at once.

The situation described in such light words was actually very scary.

The Emperor imagined the scene if things failed, the world in chaos, wars everyvvhere, mountains of corpses, seas of blood, countless of the royal family being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, himself abandoned by all, bearing endless curses and dying in infamy.

For a moment, the Emperor was hesitant, struggling to make a decision, and unable to speak for a long time.

Seeing his hesitation, Pei Xuanjing wasn’t surprised nor did he urge him. He just waited quietly for the other’s reply..