ALL NOVEL Chapter 82:
Chapter 82: The Fairy World Exploded:
Everything in life seems to follow a chain of contempt—be it the choice between fuel or electric vehicles, or even game platforms. Contempt and superiority are constant companions, deeply rooted in the very fabric of competition.
Among extraordinary systems, immortal cultivators undeniably hold the highest arrogance. To Li Wanshou, a system like magic wasn’t even worth comparing to the grandeur of immortality.
“Change, you must change!” the old man declared, his beard bristling and his eyes wide with intensity.
“What’s the point of becoming a god? My disciples will ascend to immortality. Imagine how beautiful it will be when master and disciple become immortals together!”
“Foolish brat, it’s not too late to correct your ways now! Just wait for me to rebuild your spiritual roots!”
“Master, actually I—” Xu Xi began, intending to explain that he had already cultivated both immortality and magic, and that his long-destroyed Heavenly Spiritual Root had been fully restored.
But Li Wanshou was faster.
With a sweep of his hand, the air around them shifted. Bamboo leaves trembled gently as his wrinkled fingers moved skillfully, drawing forth a crystalline jade-green light from the void. It shimmered like tenacious roots, pulsating with life.
Xu Xi immediately recognized the material—it was something derived from a rare divine wood, perfect for creating wood-element spiritual roots.
However, what surprised him even more was that this wasn’t raw material. It was a nearly complete spiritual root, ready for implantation.
“Master… you had this prepared?” Xu Xi asked softly, his voice tinged with emotion.
“What’s wrong with you, traitor?” Li Wanshou frowned.
“Nothing. I just wanted to say… thank you.”
“Hmph! At least you have some conscience. You’re worthy of being my disciple, making me bend the rules and—” The old man coughed abruptly, avoiding the topic. “I bought this branch, of course.”
His face betrayed a hint of pride as he held the shimmering Heavenly Spirit Root, ready to implant the spiritual root into Xu Xi. But as he approached, his expression froze.
The old man’s sharp eyes detected the stable presence of the wood-element Heavenly Spiritual Root already within Xu Xi’s body. Alongside it, he saw the cultivation of a Nascent Soul stage monk intertwined with the overwhelming power of a Holy Domain Magister.
“This… this is…” Li Wanshou’s voice trembled, uncertain and astonished.
To see his once-dead disciple alive was miraculous enough. But to discover that the Heavenly Spiritual Root, thought to have been utterly destroyed, had been restored was beyond belief.
“I think it’s probably just good fortune,” Xu Xi said with a light smile, carefully omitting any mention of the simulator. He attributed everything to the power of world integration.
“It’s completely unexpected.” Li Wanshou sighed, his expression tinged with regret as he glanced at the Heavenly Spirit Root in his hand. With a look of disdain, he tossed it to Xu Xi.
“This is just a useless piece of wood now,” the old man grumbled. “It’s worthless to me. You might as well take it.”
Xu Xi accepted the gift with a warm smile, fully understanding his Master’s gruff yet caring nature.
As they sat together, sipping tea brewed from fresh bamboo leaves, the master and disciple enjoyed the serene atmosphere of green mountains and clear waters. The scent of bamboo infused their cups, its light and even flavor bringing warmth to each sip.
“Master, have you truly reached the immortal realm?” Xu Xi asked curiously.
“Of course,” Li Wanshou replied with a satisfied laugh, stroking his beard. His expression practically shouted, “Finally, you’ve asked me!”
“My talent isn’t as extraordinary as your Heavenly Spiritual Root,” he admitted. “But I have incredible luck, hahaha!”
Li Wanshou recounted his journey: nearing the end of his life, he had stumbled upon a miraculous elixir. Not only did it push his cultivation beyond the divine transformation realm, but it also revitalized his dying body and significantly improved his qualifications.
He spoke at length about his feats, from shocking the world of cultivation to defeating powerhouses at their peak. With a gleam in his eye, he described his ascension to immortality.
“So, you’ve ascended to the immortal realm?” Xu Xi asked again, intrigued.
“Would I joke about such a thing?” Li Wanshou replied, though his demeanor turned somber at the question.
“Then why are you here in this world instead of the immortal realm?”
The old man’s face froze, the question hitting a nerve. He sighed deeply before answering, “The immortal realm is gone.”
Li Wanshou began his tale.
On the day of his ascension, the heavens were bright, and countless disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect watched in awe. Flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses bloomed on the ground. His mortal body transcended, his soul reshaped as he stepped into immortality.
The immortal realm was breathtaking—its beauty and grandeur surpassed anything described in the sects’ scriptures. It was a place of endless wonders: true dragons soaring in the heavens, qilins traversing realms, and supreme Immortal Kings ruling immeasurable domains.
Li Wanshou had been overwhelmed by the sight, marveling at the endless possibilities. But just as he was about to explore this magnificent world, disaster struck.
The immortal realm was cleaved apart by a flawless sword light. The very fabric of time and space collapsed as if the world itself had been sliced in two.
Immortals exclaimed in shock, “She has returned.”
Li Wanshou, newly ascended and ignorant of the immortal realm’s complexities, had no idea what was happening. His initial plan to reunite with Xu Moli in the immortal realm and care for Xu Xi’s family member was abruptly shattered.
The collapse was catastrophic. Torn apart by the implosion, Li Wanshou found himself powerless, his body hurled into the chaos of space and time.
Eventually, he was flung into the real world, his path entirely out of his control.
“And just like that, the magnificent immortal realm was gone,” the old man lamented, downing his cup of spiritual water in one gulp.
“Though I’ve reached the realm of true immortality, I cannot find my way back. The calamity was far too vast. For now, I can only remain in this world, serving as a guest of the Extraordinary Control Bureau.”
Li Wanshou’s decision was straightforward. Though the earth was not the immortal realm he knew, its culture and traditions mirrored aspects of the immortal way. He resolved to help where he could, hoping to uncover the mystery behind the world’s extraordinary fusion and the ruins appearing across its surface.
Perhaps, he thought, understanding the earth’s peculiarities might lead him to the answers he sought—or even a path back to the immortal realm.
As for the fairyland, the old man who had witnessed its destruction no longer held any hope of its survival.