Chapter 172: Immortals Patting the Crown

"I've suspected for a long time that the White Cloud Temple is just a bunch of fake Taoists!" Ouyang Xiaotian said indignantly.

"Uh... They were right, you really don't have the aptitude for cultivating immortality," Ye Tian nodded affirmatively. "And you don't need to doubt it, the White Cloud Temple is an authentic Taoist temple, they wouldn't swindle you."

The bright light that had just flickered in Ouyang Xiaotian's eyes went out again.

"However, aptitude is something that can be improved."

"Really!"

Hearing these words, Ouyang Xiaotian didn't hesitate for a second. With a heavy thud, he dropped to his knees and shamelessly shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Master is above, please accept this disciple's bow!"

Even Ye Tian was startled by such earnestness.

This kid really has a burning desire to cultivate immortality...

"Don't be like that. Helping you is one thing, but between us, it's just a transaction," Ye Tian said with a serious expression. "I can help you open up your foundation and let you feel the Primordial Qi."

"But as payment, you need to help me with a favor."

"Just name it! Anything that I, Ouyang Xiaotian, know, I will tell you without reservation!" Ouyang Xiaotian immediately said loudly.

"My grandfather is among the most powerful of the Martial Kings. If you want power, I can help you pull strings. My father is one of the top ten wealthiest men in the capital circle; if you want wealth and glory, I can give you all of it!"

"As long as you let me cultivate immortality, money and power are not a problem at all!"

Among the most powerful of the Martial Kings!

Hearing this key phrase, Ye Tian's eyes lit up.

Not bad!

When it comes to tracking down Primordial Spirit Beasts, the Ouyang family, with their martial arts background, is bound to be much more reliable than the Jiang family, who started out in business.

"Good. Then you will track down traces of something called a Primordial Spirit Beast for me. You don't necessarily have to bring one back; even just clues related to a Primordial Spirit Beast will do—you can notify me."

"A Primordial Spirit Beast?"

Ouyang Xiaotian was stunned, falling into a blind spot of his knowledge.

However, he didn't hesitate at all and nodded in agreement: "I'll go ask my grandfather right now. My grandfather is fiercely awesome, he definitely knows everything!"

"Alright, alright, calm down, calm down!"

Seeing the other party bouncing around like an excitable child, Ye Tian was left speechless for a moment.

He's a young master of the capital circle, after all; couldn't he speak and act with a bit more gravity?

"Now, my business isn't urgent. Didn't you want to cultivate immortality? I'll help you open up your foundation right now!"

Ye Tian turned serious, instructing Ouyang Xiaotian to close the door and take a seat on the sofa.

"Oh, okay!"

The latter nodded honestly. After locking the office door, he hurried over to the sofa, crossed his legs, and began to anticipate with excitement.

Yet Ye Tian didn't even look at him. Instead, he took a square wooden box out of his sleeve, carefully removed a pitch-black pellet from it, and placed it on the table.

Then, pulling out a long blade from parts unknown, he slashed fiercely across his own finger.

Blood gleaming with a demonic luster oozed from the wound and dripped onto the pellet!

Qi Gathering Pill!

Combined with the vital blood infused with the soul of a great flood dragon!

A Qi Gathering Pill could revive someone on the verge of death and replenish the Primordial Qi that represented an ordinary person's lifespan, while the dragon blood could catalyze a person's aptitude and enhance their five senses and spiritual perception.

With the combination of these two things, even if a pig ate it, it could become an immortal pig!

"Eat it. Just close your eyes and wait after you've eaten it," Ye Tian handed over the Qi Gathering Pill stained with his own blood, signaling the other to consume it.

"Ah... Oh, okay!"

Ouyang Xiaotian swallowed hard, forced himself to endure the discomfort in his heart, and swallowed it whole.

Before long, a warm sensation wandered around his lower abdomen, and then began to course through the meridians all over his body!

"Ah, marvelous~"

The sensation of all-encompassing comfort made him groan involuntarily. Ye Tian, standing nearby, rubbed his hands together, channeled Primordial Qi into his palm, and slapped it squarely on top of Ouyang Xiaotian's head.

"Feel the flow of the Qi!"

He frowned and shouted, outputting the Primordial Qi through his palm to sneak into Ouyang Xiaotian's skull, guiding that Qi—now belonging to the youth—to complete a full circulation of the macrocosmic orbit.

As the meridians were forced open, the initial feeling of comfort vanished, replaced largely by the tearing sensation of flesh and blood being expanded deep within the body.

So painful!

Ouyang Xiaotian's face contorted, and cold sweat streamed down from the agony.

Before long, his entire back was soaked through with sweat.

"You kid, your comprehension and aptitude are truly abysmal to the extreme!" Ye Tian couldn't help but shake his head. Ouyang Xiaotian's aptitude was far worse even than that of an ordinary passerby.

You must know that his grandfather was a Martial King, and one reputed to be among the strongest at that!

The genes required to become a Martial King meant his descendants absolutely should not be dim-witted individuals, yet his grandson turned out to be so utterly mediocre!

Vaguely, Ye Tian caught a faint whiff of a family ethics drama.

Could it be that this Ouyang Xiaotian wasn't of the Ouyang family's direct bloodline, but rather a case of a civet cat swapped for a crown prince?

However, this was merely a fleeting thought, and Ye Tian quickly cast it to the back of his mind.

Other people's family affairs had nothing to do with him whatsoever.

"Alright."

"It's done already?" Feeling the intense pain dissipate and the previous sense of bliss wash over him once more, Ouyang Xiaotian wore a bewildered look.

"Did you feel a trace of Qi slowly wandering around inside your body?" Ye Tian asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I do have that feeling!" Ouyang Xiaotian nodded repeatedly.

"That is your Primordial Qi. It is now running its cycle along your meridians. You can also practice meditation and introspection, control it to run at a faster speed, and capture more Qi to replenish yourself."

"This is what is known as meditation and breath-control."

"So that's how it is!"

Ouyang Xiaotian beamed with excitement, experiencing the joy of finally reaching a new continent.

Not only that, but he could also clearly feel that the flexibility of his body and his degree of control over his limbs and every inch of muscle had increased exponentially!

Simply miraculous!

Is this what they call an immortal anointing the crown? This Daoist Master Ye must be a true immortal, right?

No, such a wonderful opportunity must not be missed. He must follow closely in the footsteps of the immortal, and from this day forward, step on white clouds and travel a thousand miles a day!

"Master, please accept my bow!"

Ouyang Xiaotian knelt piously on the ground.

"I said, between you and me, it's just a transaction. Would you please stop adding unnecessary drama to yourself?" Ye Tian said with a helpless expression, sidestepping to dodge the grand bow.

What he feared most was the kind of person who loved to pester relentlessly. You couldn't get angry at them since they hadn't actually done anything malicious to you, but not being angry was endlessly annoying.

"No, Master, I'm truly and sincerely learning the Dao from you!"

Ouyang Xiaotian's face fell into a bitter expression as he tried to hug Ye Tian's leg.

"It's not that just because you want to learn, I am willing to teach. First, properly refine your essence into qi; when your cultivation reaches a bottleneck, come find me again."

Ye Tian waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright then, thank you, Master. Disciple has received your instruction."

Seeing that his relentless pestering wasn't working, Ouyang Xiaotian stopped making a nuisance of himself. Instead, he stood up with a grin, respectfully brewed a pot of fine tea, and handed over a teacup.

"Master, wait here. I'm going to call my grandpa right now."

As he spoke, he picked up his phone and dialed away.

*Beep, beep, beep.*

"Huh?"

"He seems busy; he hung up on me!" Ouyang Xiaotian looked indignant. "This old fogey actually dares not to answer my calls! I'll ignore him for three whole weeks next time I see him!"

Such exceptional filial piety...

Ye Tian almost couldn't hold back his laughter.