I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 522 - 320: Reality No Longer Qualifies as a Hypothet

May 18, a Saturday, noon.

When Bai Shi and Nick Horton embarked on their journey,

Chen Yun had already returned ho in Runzhou City, Jiangnan Province, from the Rocky Mountains before lunchti.

The distance from the Rocky Mountains to Runzhou City is roughly around 10,000 kiloters, but for Chen Yun, it was less than an hour’s journey.

After all, for soone who could easily reach ten tis the speed of sound within the Earth’s atmosphere, such a distance really wasn’t much.

For Chen Yun, traversing from the North Sea to the Cangwu Mountains in a day, as imagined by ancient people, was no difficult feat.

His superhuman speed made the ancient ideal of "Traveling from the North Sea to the Cangwu Mountains" in a day a reality.

The ancients fantasized about roaming the vast North Sea within a single day and arriving at the remote Cangwu in the south by evening.

The North Sea symbolizes the northern lands of extre cold; Cangwu points to the southern frontier.

The two are far apart.

Separated by mountains and rivers, even the strongest horses would need several days or even weeks to complete this journey.

However, for Chen Yun, this was no longer a dream.

He could cross thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant, making the ancient imaginations a tangible reality.

His existence seed to bridge the past and the future, allowing those dreams that existed only in poetry and literature to be realized.

To put it more plainly and simply,

Chen Yun could enjoy a bowl of steaming hot and spicy soup in Henan in the morning, then appear in Sichuan over a thousand miles away for an authentic spicy hot pot at noon.

By evening, he might already be strolling along The Bund in the Magic City, admiring the dazzling night view on both sides of the Huangpu River.

This pace of life is almost unimaginable for the average person.

But for Chen Yun, who has now learned to fly and whose speed is incredibly fast, slowly traveling around the world no longer holds much aning.

He can fly directly to wherever he wants to go.

Of course, it’s not about imdiately going to so interesting place to travel.

He’s only been ho for half a day, after all, might as well stay a bit longer.

With that thought in mind,

Chen Yun, already back in Runzhou City, decides to buy a roast duck at the nearby Vegetable Market.

The noon sun is just right, with a gentle breeze.

Chen Yun enters the familiar market, where every stall feels just like ho.

He heads straight for the old-established roast duck shop that always emanates a tempting aroma.

Before he could even speak, the auntie who was skillfully handling the roast duck greeted him first, "Xiao Yun, here to buy roast duck again? I heard you went to Sichuan, when did you get back?"

Chen Yun replied with a smile, "Auntie, you really do have the latest scoop; I just ca back from there yesterday. Just couldn’t stop missing the taste of our local roast duck, could I?"

As she neatly wrapped up the roast duck, the auntie said, "You kid, you co and go so quickly, truly envy-inducing. Look, everyone here is still talking about that Sichuan chili sauce you brought last ti. They say it’s especially satisfying with roast duck."

Chen Yun took the roast duck, paid, and said with a laugh, "Next ti I go, I’ll bring more back for everyone to try."

Chen Yun smiled, holding the roast duck as he left the shop.

He had bought a regular beer roasted duck, which ca with sauce, scallions, marinating liquids, and pancake wraps.

Costing just over fifty yuan.

It might not compare to so of the more famous roast ducks.

But to Chen Yun, it surely tasted like childhood.

He still rembered,

whenever there was sothing worth celebrating, his mom would buy this shop’s roast duck to bring ho.

And because they weren’t exactly rich,

even on occasions worth celebrating, they would usually only afford half, not an entire duck.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford it.

There was just no need.

Back then, he thought it was absolutely the best taste in the world.

Now, as ti has passed,

he could casually buy a whole duck, even tossing one if he wished. But now, he felt sowhat indifferent towards roast duck.

However, considering the specialty of this roast duck,

and the fact that his younger brother and family mbers still had a particular fondness for it, Chen Yun decided to buy one to take ho.

Thinking this,

Chen Yun quickly arrived near ho.

From a distance, his Spiritual Position detected sothing.

A white Santana was parked downstairs of his residential building.

And in his apartnt on the fourth floor,

there was a middle-aged woman and a boy about ten years old.

That was his Fourth Aunt and her son.

"Relatives visiting?"

Chen Yun raised his eyebrows and with the roast duck in hand, went upstairs.

He didn’t knock, using his key to open the door directly.

Upon entering the room, everyone looked over.

The mont Chen Yun walked in, Fourth Aunt and his cousin Xiao Ming’s eyes instantly lit up.

Upon seeing Chen Yun, Fourth Aunt’s face bead with a joyful smile, quickly getting up to welco him, "Yunzi, you’re back! Look at you, not even giving us a heads up so we could have picked you up."

Chen Yun set down the roast duck, chuckling, "Fourth Aunt, what are you talking about? I’m not a kid anymore; how could I get lost?"

He turned to look at Xiao Ming, the usually mischievous little guy was sowhat restrained, probably because it had been a long ti since he saw Chen Yun.

Chen Yun crouched down, patted Xiao Ming’s shoulder, "Xiao Ming, do you rember the Sichuan specialties I brought for you?"