Returning From Level 900

Chapter 253 - Keep Steady (Part 1)



Chapter 253 - Keep Steady (Part 1)

Chapter 253: Keep Steady (Part 1)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Nonsense! I don’t believe you!” Taishang Laojun shook his head repeatedly. He said, “I’d be an idiot to believe you.”

“Which part do you not believe?” Wang Wen asked.

“I don’t believe any part of it.” The old man slowly sipped his tea. He thought Wang Wen’s mouth was dry from talking, so he gave him a cup.

Wang Wen requested the drone to scan the area, but it did not find any apparent abnormalities. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and he could not help but widen his eyes.

The tea dispersed as soon as it entered his throat, turning into fine strands of warm current that spread throughout his body, nourishing every part of him.

What was even more terrifying was that, at that moment, he seemed to have felt a familiar aura.

It was the aura of a breakthrough!

“This tea?” Wang Wen put down the teacup and looked at the teapot in surprise.

“You’re not an immortal, but you have the signs of an immortal body,” Taishang Laojun said as he stroked his beard. “This tea benefits you, and I believe you’ve already felt it.”

“Why did you help me?” Wang Wen asked curiously. “You’re giving me such a precious thing to drink for free? I’m poor and can’t afford to pay for the tea!”

The old man laughed heartily. “Little friend, you worry too much. It’s just a few spirit fruits and immortal herbs. I have plenty of them. Do you want more?”

Wang Wen dropped his pretense and nodded honestly, recalling the alluring scent from that moment.

Since the other party could see his strength, he could not hide his desire to break through the Broken Might level.

If he put on an act, the other party would not suffer any losses, but he would easily miss the opportunity.

It was better to be honest.

Be more sincere.

He would look at the other party’s offer before considering the next step.

Wang Wen put away his pretense and sat before the old man as he nodded.

He was as obedient as a young child.

It was as if Taishang Laojun liked that.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Wen, then said with a smile, “You and I are fated. I can give you more tea, but you must prove what you just said.”

“Proof?” Wang Wen was stunned. “How do I prove that? Do you want me to teleport in front of you? Then I won’t be able to come back!”

“It seems like you need to use your brain.” The old man picked up the teacup and continued to drink unhurriedly.

He did not feel as if his request was too much.

Wang Wen frowned and pondered.

After a long while…

Staring at the teapot, he extended a hand to the old man. “I have a special ability that allows me to create something out of nothing.”

After he finished speaking…

An Immortal Stone slowly formed in his palm.

The only difference was that he could not activate the Immortal Stone transformation without the input of magical power.

The old man glanced at the Immortal Stone, stretched his hand, and pointed to the side. An Immortal Stone with the same appearance appeared in Wang Wen’s hand.

He looked at Wang Wen and smiled. “Even I know this trick. It’s not enough to prove it.”

Wang Wen pouted.

He pulled the drone and placed a bottle ofElixir of Life on the table. He said, “This is a prop taken from the drone. It doesn’t look like anything from here, does it?

The old man looked at the drone.

After a long time, he shook his head. “You said it before. That was just a trick called magic. I can think of it as a magical artifact you used to do that.”

“Oh? You think I can’t convince you?” Wang Wen opened the Elixir of Life and scratched his arm with his other hand. He poured the Elixir of Life on his arm, and the wound recovered at a visible rate.

He held up the half-empty bottle and asked the old man, “What about this? In terms of healing speed, this medicine is not inferior to your pills, right?”

The old man watched doubtfully as the scratch marks on Wang Wen’s arm quickly healed and disappeared.

He waved at the door of the alchemy room and called for an alchemy student.

The student had a high ponytail, his skin was tender, and his face was ruddy. He looked very obedient.

He walked a meter away from the old man and said, “Grandmaster.”

The old man pointed at the alchemy student and said to Wang Wen, “It doesn’t count if you only heal yourself. Try healing my people. I’ll cut him up, and if you can heal him, I’ll believe you.”

A drop of sweat rolled down Wang Wen’s forehead.

Taishang Laojun personally intervened?

He was not sure if that Elixir of Life would be able to cure him.

He tried to bargain. “How can I trouble you? I can do it.”

The old man shook his head with a smile. “No, I can’t trust anyone except myself.”

“What if, I mean, what if I can’t heal him?”

Wang Wen’s forehead was covered in sweat.

“If you can’t heal him, then I’ll cut you down. You two can be companions in your deaths.” The old man looked at Wang Wen with a smile.

The alchemy student had been secretly sizing Wang Wen up since he entered the room.

He thought, ‘Who is that person? He looks so young and has low magical power, but he can sit and converse with the great grandmaster for hours. I can’t see through his purpose.”

In the end, he heard the old man’s voice.

The alchemy student’s face immediately paled. He kneeled and kowtowed, shouting, “Grandmaster, please spare me!”

The old man ignored him.

He just stared at Wang Wen with a smile, waiting for his reply.

Wang Wen waved his hand and shook his head. “That’s not good. Everyone says that Taishang Laojun’s power is boundless. What if I killed the boy? This is not some immortal pill that can resurrect the dead. It can only treat a superficial wound.”


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