Chapter 263: Unpopular, Peerless Genius (5k)

What a pity, Fuyu Mountain just hit the jackpot.

Then again, that makes sense. Fuyu Mountain, after all, is one of the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, counts as part of the Dao Court, and holds the right to impart teaching on its own.

It’s been declining for so many years, falling further each generation. If this went on for another twenty years, and once all the elders have ascended, it might truly be finished.

Even amidst decline, Fuyu Mountain has always accumulated karmic merit and stayed true to itself. Now it really is time for things to turn around after hitting rock bottom.

There’s no use being envious.

After thinking for a moment, the Old Celestial Master decided, might as well let things take their course.

As for this event, most people will probably think it was him taking action, asking for a Heavenly Master Avatar.

He can handle the attention, but a young junior couldn’t bear it.

If word gets out, it’s probably nothing good; most likely, it would even be dangerous.

Not everyone wants the Taoist Sect to produce another Heavenly Master.

He wasn’t going to say anything either. He’d just let them assume it, and shield that Taoist genius for now.

With a smile, the Old Celestial Master sat by the edge of the cliff, gazing at the calm sea of clouds, thinking to himself, it’s not without its benefits.

At least for quite a long time ahead, things would be easier for him.

Turns out, reasoning never works—having the bigger fist is the only real truth.

This truth is one that all creatures understand.

The Old Celestial Master showed no fatigue at all as he continued to meditate at the cliff’s edge for a while, then got up and left.

After he left, the sea of clouds below the cliff still rolled gently, peaceful as ever.

In Wu Tingsheng’s other residence, Pei Tugou and his family, together with Little Zombie and Sparrow Cat, were all staying there for now.

The little brat lay on the bed, eyes pure and spotless, bright as could be, wearing a smile and waving his chubby little hands.

Radiance invisible to ordinary people flowed between his hands. He acted like he was playing with some special toy, giggling happily, having the time of his life.

Jia Jinfeng came over to change his diaper. After cleaning up carefully, she looked at the little guy—he didn’t even cry or fuss when going potty, still smiling away. Jia Jinfeng couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

This little one is just way too easy to care for.

"Good boy, are you hungry?"

The little guy waved his hands, the radiance rolling between his palms. After being picked up, it drifted onto Jia Jinfeng.

Jia Jinfeng paused, suddenly feeling that the soreness in her waist she’d had lately seemed to suddenly vanish; when she straightened up, she no longer felt that ache and tightness.

She finished changing the little brat’s diaper and bent and straightened several times in a row; sure enough, she really didn’t feel any discomfort.

After coming out and seeing her daughter in a room, looking serious and focused on her studies, Jia Jinfeng thought for a moment, and her frown relaxed.

Maybe it’s because her daughter suddenly got determined and actually started studying for real, she felt like even her blood pressure wasn’t high anymore.

Looking at that cat-headed bird outside, and Little Zombie, Jia Jinfeng thought, maybe she just suddenly figured things out.

The world is this dangerous anyway, there’s no need to make things hard for herself.

A light she couldn’t see slowly merged into her body. Her illnesses and pains began to gradually improve, and the pressure and negativity in her heart started dissolving bit by bit.

At mealtime, everyone ate together. Jia Jinfeng, as if caring for children, made sure both Little Zombie and Sparrow Cat were taken care of.

The little brat babbled who-knows-what, and when no one paid him any attention, he started crying.

After being picked up, the little brat reached out his hands toward Xiao Wu and waved.

Finally, with no other way, they let Xiao Wu try holding him. The little brat hugged Xiao Wu’s neck, mouth stretched wide in a grin that never closed.

Even when Xiao Wu went to the studio, the little brat was still waving his hands wanting to go too.

Jia Jinfeng, well-practiced by now, put him into a stroller and pushed him to Xiao Wu’s studio. The little guy quieted down, eyes wide open watching, not crying or fussing anymore, not even babbling.

Xiao Wu’s soul was incomplete, yet somehow he could connect with the little brat, the two of them having a very earnest conversation in words nobody else could understand.

"No, Uncle Wen said you’re still too young. You can only drink milk, can’t eat anything else."

The little guy didn’t cry or make a fuss, just watched anyway, because not every painting Xiao Wu made had a soul.

In the end, when the little guy got really sleepy, he fell into a deep sleep and was carried away.

In Virtue City, the main force of the Scorching Sun Department began to enter.

Gauss Weil was not taken away, but followed Wen Yan, just watching all along the way.

Cai Qidong, being as crafty as he is, just listened to Wen Yan say that if Gauss Weil were really eliminated, it would just mean he’d be sent home—and the next time someone summoned him, he could come back down again.

Plus, with most of Gauss Weil’s rank sealed, at best he could only count as a unique Pain Demon now—so Cai Qidong completely gave up on using force.

After Wen Yan briefly explained the current situation and confirmed that Gauss Weil had no problem with the language, though he might need to study a bit more to read, Cai Qidong immediately arranged to have books with pinyin sent over.

And they were all mythological stories—mortal folks going through tribulations in the human world and finally attaining immortality.

Basically, all kinds of immortals deliberately coming down to the mortal world to go through hardships and directly experience human suffering.

The stories were fairly simple, not much depth, just right for Gauss Weil at the moment.

Sure enough, after reading two stories, Gauss Weil went looking for Wen Yan, looking very serious.

"Are all these true?"

"Whether the stories are true or not doesn’t matter. What’s important is the core idea in them. Like this one, his status was about the same as that big shot who descended before you—he came to the human world to overcome tribulations many times."

"And the Jade Emperor in the celestial pantheon also went through thirteen billion two hundred thousand tribulations before becoming Jade Emperor."

"How many?" Gauss Weil was a bit shocked.

"Thirteen billion two hundred thousand tribulations. If you don’t believe me, you can check the records yourself later. You’re not even close yet."

Gauss Weil’s mentality completely settled down. Yeah, what is this little ordeal compared to that? His situation was at most just one tribulation— the gap was so big he couldn’t even entertain other thoughts anymore.

Wen Yan was right. He had already arrived in the Paradise of Agony, so he really didn’t need to do anything else. His wish was already fully realized; there was no need to keep adding more random things on top of it.