I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

Chapter 44: To The West, To Preach

“Tzz…”

Qin Manyun took in a cold breath. What Luo Shiyu said was too shocking!

She said with a serious look, “Shiyu, this is an important matter. Don’t make things up! Way above an Immortal? That’s absurd!”

“Sister Manyun, I didn’t make this up. To be frank, that remark doesn’t even do him justice!” Luo Shiyu’s eyes were serious and deep with awe. If she did not see it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that there was this kind of bigshot in the world.

“You…this…” Qin Manyun was confused. She did not know what to say. She knew she should not believe this, but deep in her heart, a voice was telling her that this was true!

Above an Immortal? What logic was that?

Luo Shiyu’s realm was not high enough. Perhaps she did not know the value of those three words. But in reality, she did!

Nobody had been able to cultivate into Immortality for over a thousand years in this realm. According to the source, the bridge between the mortal and immortal had been broken, so the difficulty of becoming an Immortal became way harder than before.

The realm’s countless outstanding cultivators had been trying every way to cultivate Immortality with no result. Many of the old cultivators realized that the path to Immortality was no longer in sight. Hence, they all decided to shut themselves out, prolonging their cruel death.

Yet…who would have thought that an ‘above Immortal’ bigshot resided here!?

Qin Manyun could only feel her breathing become rapid as her mind blanked. Was it real or not?

After a long time, she finally came out of her thoughts. If this was real, this would definitely cause an uproar in the realm! It would not take long to realize the implications of having an Immortal appearing in the realm when everyone thought the bridge between the mortal and immortal was broken.

Qin Manyun regained her composure. She looked directly at Luo Shiyu. Suddenly, she bowed low sincerely. “Shiyu, I’m begging you on behalf of the entire Linxian Palace. Please, introduce me to the expert.”

“Sister Manyun, you don’t have to do this.” Luo Shiyu panicked. She wanted to help her up but soon realized she could not move her at all.

This was the Saintess of the Linxian Palace! Upon hearing the news of the expert, she was willing to do this! Luo Shiyu did not know what to do.

Finally, she let out a sigh. “Sister Manyun, I promise.”

Qin Manyun said sincerely, “Shiyu, thank you. I’ll take full responsibility if the expert is angered because of this.”

Luo Shiyu warned, “Sister Manyun, since the expert wants to stay hidden, he doesn’t want to be disturbed. So, please, don’t let the secret out.”

“Don’t worry, I know,” Qin Manyun nodded. Of course, she knew. When she first heard of this news, she had already regarded it as the deepest secret she would ever keep.

Luo Shiyu thought for a moment. She pursed her lips and said, “Sister Manyun, the tea leaves were given to us by the expert not long ago. I don’t want to disturb him too frequently. Why don’t I bring you to meet the expert’s apprentice?”

“Yes, I understand. We can’t annoy the expert in any way,” Qin Manyun nodded in agreement. She then asked, “Who’s this apprentice?”

“This apprentice…” Luo Shiyu could not help recalling the scene when Meng Junliang pointed his finger at the two Yuan Ying realm Monsters and turned them back into their basic forms. A glint of fear appeared in her eyes. “…is very powerful. Very terrifying! I can’t describe it so I’ll bring you over. Then, you’ll know.”

Qin Manyun followed Luo Shiyu out of the Ganlong Immortal Dynasty. They turned into light and traveled west toward a village.

This village was ten miles away from the Fallen Town. Not as flourished as the Fallen Town, but it had an ordinary-sized market.

Since the last time Luo Shiyu saw Meng Liangjun, she had been keeping track of his doings. It turned out he really did imitate the Journey to the West, using the Fallen Town as his starting point and walking toward the west.

Unlike the cultivators, he walked bare feet, one step at a time, across the mountains and rivers. Sometimes, monsters would block his way but they were undoubtedly inducing their own deaths!

There seemed to be nothing that could block his way.

Meng Liangjun’s first stop was at this village. It was here where Luo Shiyu finally listened to the ‘Journey to the West’. She was instantly stunned. Following that, she would be there on time every day to listen to him.

This was the teaching of Wisdom, greater than any luck!

Today, he was at the part where Wukong was about to cause a scene at the Heavenly Temple. So exciting!

Qin Manyun looked around the mortal architecture curiously. She could not help but ask, “What’s the expert’s apprentice doing here?”

Luo Shiyu pronounced the words with a serious and sincere face, “To preach!”

“Preach?” Qin Manyun’s tiny lips parted slightly in awe.

This word should not be used lightly. In every sect, only when the Master got out of isolated cultivation would they use the word ‘preach’ to describe their teachings.

Luo Shiyu warned with a serious tone, “After entering the tavern, you have to keep quiet and listen to the scholar’s storytelling.”

“Storytelling? A story for ordinary men?” Qin Manyun frowned slightly. She looked at the ordinary men all over the tavern suspiciously.

She felt rather uneasy. Luo Shiyu and herself were the one-in-a-million kind of gorgeous women, naturally attracting the gaze of the people around them. The lingering eyes made her feel uneasy, as if thousands of ants were crawling all over her.

She was the lady of the sky, the Saintess of the Linxian palace, a Yuan Ying realm cultivator. Her ranking was high and above most of the cultivators around. Even the handsome young men of her level could only look at her secretly with respect.

Yet in this place, the ordinary men were looking at her directly. Of course, she did not feel comfortable. Usually, she would either walk away or turn into a fairy, flying high above them all so that these ordinary people would not dare to look at her. However, since Luo Shiyu did warn her to stay quiet, she had no choice but to put up with it.

“Shiyu, what does the storytelling have anything to do with the preaching?” Qin Manyun asked.

Just as Luo Shiyu was about to speak, she saw a figure coming in from the entrance and swallowed back in her words. “The scholar’s here. Remember, don’t make a sound and interrupt him from his storytelling!”

Qin Manyun turned her gaze to the scholar. All she saw was his green long robe, typically dressed like a poor scholar and exuding an air of a classic ordinary man from head to toe.

The only unordinary thing about him was that he walked barefoot. His feet were covered in soil.

This was the apprentice of the expert?

Qin Manyun took a look at Luo Shiyu who was by her side and saw that her face was slightly flushed. Her eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement, along with a hint of respect.

The look on her face was genuine.

What kind of apprentice could make Luo Shiyu behave this way?

Meanwhile, she saw a ray of light rushing over from a short distance away, stopping at the entrance of the tavern. This person was in a hurry. He only let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the story had not started. He smiled.

Qin Manyun stared at him, wide-eyed. “Luo… Luo Emperor!?”