The Unruly Immortals

Li Huowang looked at the Cultivation Technique in his hands, his mind continually recalling everything about it. The past in Hong Zhong had very clearly told him that this technique was genuine.

But if everything in Hong Zhong's past was false, could this technique be trusted? What if there were irreversible consequences after cultivating it?

After hesitating for a moment, Li Huowang eventually set the technique down, "It seems that if I want to cultivate truth, I must find another Xinsu to test it."

Just like the time when he got rid of the Evil Qi, he thought of using someone as a guinea pig; this simplest method was the first to jump into his mind.

"Who should I find?" Li Huowang immediately started searching his memory, and suddenly his eyes lit up—Bei Feng had seemingly been begging him for this very thing. Maybe he could let him try it.

Although he used the Oblivion Path to cultivate a fake persona and had avoided the Huan Jue takeover, he didn't believe that Bei Feng could resist the temptation of such strong Innate Qi within Xinsu.

With this thought, Li Huowang decided to act immediately. He picked up the Cultivation Technique, turned, and left the room. The mother and daughter-in-law had finished writing and were already sitting there, beginning to play mahjong with one tile after another.

When Li Huowang found Bei Feng in a brothel a few days later, she was lying in a bathtub scattered with red petals, smilingly lifting her white-as-jade left foot from underneath the water.

"Well, well, if it isn't Hong Zhong herself coming to see me, what an honor, truly a bright spot in my humble life."

"Do you want the Cultivation Technique?" Hong Zhong unfolded the rice paper in her hand.

Bei Feng's eyes lit up at once, and she stepped out of the tub with splashing droplets of water. "I knew you had it! You lied to me before, saying you didn't! You're really bad~"

As Bei Feng entered the body of the brothel's top girl, her dialogue even began to carry a bit of the sordid allure of her profession.

But as she reached out to take it, her face showed a trace of hesitation. "You're being nice all of a sudden? You're not trying to trick me again, are you? I won't be fooled by you again."

"Forget it then," Li Huowang immediately retrieved the technique and turned to leave.

"Hey, hey! Don't go, I didn't say I didn't want it," Bei Feng stretched out her hand—painted with red nail polish—and took it. "Forget it, even if it's another trick by you, I'll accept it, for the sake of this Cultivation Technique."

Drapped in beads of water, and now covered by a nearly transparent layer of thin silk, she crossed her legs and sat down on the red bed.

Li Huowang stood in place with his brows knitted as if he were waiting for something.

Suddenly, everything around began to float into the air. Pink pillows revolved around Bei Feng at first, but as they spun, they quickly turned into blue bricks.

Bei Feng suddenly opened her eyes in surprise, "Hong Zhong, this thing really works!"

However, there was already no one in front of him; Li Huowang seemed to have left a while ago.

Bei Feng was momentarily stunned, then, clutching the Cultivation Technique in her hands, she jumped out of the window, the corners of her mouth slightly curving into a hint of smugness.

A month later, with an aged face and dressed in clothes befitting a saint, Bei Feng sat in a cellar, looking kindly at the man in front of her.

"Disciple, since you are Xinsu, what your master has taught you is already almost enough. Today, I will give you the final technique, the Cultivation Technique!"

"Once you master this technique, not to mention move mountains and seas with a single thought, it will also free you from the harassment of illusions!"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately became uncontrollably excited, knelt on the ground, and started kowtowing fervently to the elder in front of him.

This elder was like another parent to him, treating him too well, not only rescuing him from the hands of those villains but also teaching him such powerful techniques!

Watching Xinsu begin to meditate and close his eyes, Bei Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, scoffing inwardly, "Hmph! Hong Zhong, you told me to try it out, and I did, do you take me for a fool?"

"Of course, I had to find another Xinsu to test it first. As for whether your impetuousness has caused you to cultivate any problems in advance, that's not my concern now, hehehe..."

As the Xinsu breathed in and out, the space around began to distort, as if everything was about to be sucked in by him.

All around the cave began to change continuously with his transformation. Some scenes flickered past, extremely faint, the cellar at times transforming into a bridal chamber, at other times into a prison cell.

As the ground beneath the man completely caved in, he suddenly opened his eyes, looking at everything around him with utter shock. "Master! This cultivation technique is really useful!"

"Don't stop! Continue cultivating, keep cultivating!"

Hidden on one side, Li Huowang's hands gradually tightened into fists when he saw all of this.

Like a mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind, Li Huowang knew well what Bei Feng was like. He naturally had to take precautions, but he only needed a guinea pig to test the cultivation technique; any guinea pig would do.

Li Huowang stayed beside for a long time, until that person made a little achievement in the cultivation technique, only then did he slowly leave the entrance of the cave.

At this moment, Li Huowang looked extremely terrifying. Li Sui's black tentacles, following his veins, had already spread across his entire body. Through the skin, one could clearly see the swollen tentacles twitching incessantly.

Li Huowang found a secluded spot in the forest, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and according to the description of the cultivation technique, began to gather the divine light from his eyes toward the center of his brow.

And with the divine light found in his eyes, he searched for the invisible and intangible Innate Qi within his body.

Cultivation was not simple, especially the Cultivation of Truth, which was entirely conceptual and perplexing.

But Li Huowang was not greedy, especially at the beginning; all he wanted was to suppress that illusion.

And according to the cultivation technique, as long as he covered the Innate Qi with divine light, preventing it from spilling out, he could easily accomplish this.

After three days and nights, Li Huowang slowly opened his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and with a trembling voice said, "Li Sui, come out. I'll give it a try."

The next moment, tentacles wriggled out of Li Huowang's mouth, eventually assembling into a mass of black tentacles, and two curious pupils stared at Li Huowang.

Li Huowang held his breath, clenched his fists, and waited quietly. A period of time enough to brew a pot of tea passed, and nothing happened; then a period of time enough to burn half an incense stick passed, and still nothing happened!

"Brother Zhuge! This thing really works! I've mastered it!" Li Huowang excitedly shared his joy with the illusion next to him.

"That's good, at least it can replace Black Taisui. Otherwise, your body would have been his."

"And it's not just about suppressing the illusion! I can even control when it appears!"

Saying this, Li Huowang allowed the divine light wrapping the Innate Qi to reveal a small gap, and immediately everything around him began to transform.

When he came to his senses again, he found himself lying on a cold machine, with a slight swelling pain at his temples.

At this moment, a group of people were surrounding him, his mother Sun Xiaoqin also beside him. When Li Huowang looked around in confusion, a wave of enthusiastic applause broke out.

Sun Xiaoqin, overwhelmed with excitement to tears, was about to bow to the doctors in white coats but was stopped.

"Ms. Sun, there's no need to be so agitated. If the electro-convulsive treatment can bring your son to clarity, with the future combination of medication and psychological counseling, there's hope for your son's recovery."

Li Huowang surveyed everything around him and thought to himself, "So...if the illusion is caused by the overflow of the Innate Qi within me, does that mean this is still fake?"

Just then, Sun Xiaoqin rushed over, hugging Li Huowang's head tightly into her bosom.

She finally saw the hope for her son's recovery! This was more important to her than anything else.

Feeling this familiar warmth, Li Huowang looked at the doctors and nurses clapping their hands in congratulations, his eyes gradually grew determined.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm no longer confused. I'm fine now. The Innate Qi in my Xinsu is part of the Heavenly Dao! And now I can use it for myself! Even if everything here is fake, one day I'll turn you all into reality!!"

End of Volume Two