The Unruly Immortals

By the time Master Danyang came to his senses, he realized that his left arm, which should have been severed, had actually regrown.

Just as he attempted to move, he was shocked to discover that he was trapped on an iron bed, with tough, wide cloth straps firmly binding his limbs, rendering him completely immobile.

Master Danyang ceaselessly formed hand seals and recited incantations, trying to use some other divine skill, but nothing seemed to be effective.

He had now become like a pig on the chopping block, at the mercy of anyone.

This feeling made him feel deeply humiliated; since killing someone with a broken sword at the age of ten, he had never been reduced to such a state.

"Who is it! Who exactly is using this blinding spell on me!" Master Danyang roared furiously at the woman in front of him, his expression twisted.

"I don't care who you are! You just wait! When my true body returns, you'll all be dead!" Master Danyang growled at the woman before him through clenched teeth.

Right after that, Master Danyang saw the young lady in front of him get scared out of her wits and start running off towards the outside.

"Doctor! Doctor, come quick! My son is in big trouble!"

Seizing this opportunity, Master Danyang violently pulled at his hands once more, only to find that they were still immovable. His mood fluctuating, he cast his gaze around at the chaotic scene.

"Oblivion Path! Maybe it's them! Perhaps those frauds aren't just six, but have several others hiding in the dark waiting to ambush me, the Taoist Master!"

Before long, Master Danyang saw the young lady return, accompanied by two men wearing white lab coats.

"Three people? These three have restrained me, but curiously haven't laid a hand on me. What exactly is their purpose?"

While Master Danyang was speculating about the intentions of the three people before him, one of the doctors began to speak.

"Li, take a look, who is she to you?"

A doctor wearing round plastic glasses gestured with the pen in his hand towards Sun Xiaoqin and asked.

In that moment, Master Danyang also calmed down. "Speak, who sent you here? When did you start following me to hinder my ascension to immortality?"

Listening to such ludicrous talk, the doctor didn't seem surprised at all and calmly nodded his head, writing something down on a clipboard.

"Do you remember your name?"

Master Danyang understood this question. He began to change his strategy, speaking in a grave voice, "Temple Master of Qingfeng Taoist Temple, Master Danyang. You dare to make a move without even knowing who I am? Fellow Taoist, which sect are you from?"

"I have lived more than half my lifetime, traveled far and wide, and have met many people. Perhaps your elders are even my friends. Set me free, and when I finally achieve immortality, you will not lack benefits."

On hearing these words, Sun Xiaoqin panicked and quickly spoke up, "Son, what nonsense are you talking? You're not any Master Danyang, you are Li Huowang!"

"Li Huowang?" A flicker of confusion crossed Master Danyang's eyes, then he shook his head vigorously.

"No! There is no Li Huowang! There has only ever been Master Danyang! All of those are false, illusions from beginning to end, the Heart Demons, my own mental projections!"

Sun Xiaoqin, anxious to say something else, was stopped by the hand of the doctor. "Ms. Sun, could you please control your emotions a little? Can it wait until after we've finished questioning?"

At these words, Sun Xiaoqin, her hands tightly clutching her handbag, nodded her head and reluctantly moved back to the corner of the room, trying to contain her worry.

The two doctors exchanged glances at the young man before them and, after a brief consultation, seemed to agree on a strategy, and then began to ask questions and take notes.

A chair was pulled over, and one of them sat down beside Li Huowang's bed, crossing his legs in a casual manner.

"Alright, Master Danyang. If I may, can I ask you one more question? What is one plus one?"

Upon hearing the man in the white coat speak, Master Danyang immediately felt puzzled, wondering why the other party had started to spout nonsense.

However, Master Danyang was content to let the other party babble, as long as he could stall until his true body returned, and then he would win.

After probing each other for a while, neither obtained the information they were seeking.

The doctor, with furrowed brows, tapped his pen against the notes he had taken, revealing a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Strange, the condition has been stable for so long, and suddenly new symptoms are showing up. Ms. Sun, has your son received any other external stimuli lately?"

"Not at all! He's been doing well! My son has been so good, he even spoke to me on his birthday!" Sun Xiaoqin answered eagerly.

After giving it more thought, the doctor said, "If it really doesn't work out, we should consider transferring him. Your son's internal fistula has been removed, and he can defecate normally now, so he can be transferred to a regular psychiatric hospital."

"The doctors there are more professional than at the tertiary hospitals, and the treatment will be better there. Don't worry, I'll record today's events in the medical file, so there won't be any delays in treatment."

"But my son is like this, how can we transfer him?"

"Ms. Sun, don't panic, it's normal for the condition to fluctuate. You need to give your son some time. I will prescribe some Ketipinor and olanzapine, so there won't be any problems on the way."

Before long, Master Danyang quickly saw two strong men approaching his bed, dragging the bed outwards.

"Where are you taking me!! Put me down, Taoist Master! Once I become an immortal, I will kill you all!"

Upon hearing this, the attendant couldn't help but burst out laughing, which in turn made Sun Xiaoqin unhappy.

"My son is sick! What's so funny! Do you find making fun of the sick amusing?"

After speaking, Sun Xiaoqin, with a pained expression, gently stroked her son's face with her hand.

"Don't be afraid, son, Mom is here, Mom is here, no one dares to bully you."

The raging Master Danyang suddenly froze, the soft touch on his face, along with the sincere gaze from the other person, stirred a very distant memory locked deep within his heart.

Gradually, the woman's face in front of him began to overlap with a blurry face from his memories.

Staring straight at the round, worried face before him, Master Danyang's chin trembled. "Mother?"

No sooner had he spoken than the surroundings began to revert back, the whiteness fading rapidly as the bloodstained cave once again appeared before him.

"This... this... what exactly is going on?"

Master Danyang looked around, his expression changing unpredictably. He had seen many bizarre things, but he had never encountered something as strange as what happened today.

Master Danyang quickly grabbed his sword and stayed alert, watching everything around him very cautiously.

"Where has my true body gone! Why hasn't it arrived yet!"

Feeling somewhat uneasy, Master Danyang was starting to get anxious.

Although everything seemed normal, he knew that the illusion he just witnessed was not something an ordinary person could conjure.

The person who made a move against him was definitely not ordinary!

"Master…" Suddenly, a hair-raisingly familiar voice exploded behind Master Danyang's ear, causing the hairs all over his body to stand on end instantly.