"Hmm, let's call it 'The Urban Cultivator'!"
The young man browsed the video he had just recorded on his smartphone, smiling contentedly.
His girlfriend rolled her eyes beside him, her gaze shifting toward Su Yie, feeling more and more that Su Yie possessed an aura of Immortal Qi.
In comparison, her boyfriend, who was mocking freely next to them, looked like a pig.
She shook her head and then pulled her boyfriend away.
This little episode repeated itself later on.
The greatest trait of the Hua Xia people is their love for spectacles.
Many took photos of Su Yie or recorded short videos, sharing them on their own social dia circles.
Su Yie didn't pay attention to them, as he had already fallen into a state of sudden enlightennt.
To beco holy is not to sever all emotions and desires but to have a profound realization and see through the trivialities of the mundane world.
The hardest to see through are the affections and desires!
Familial love, friendship, romantic love, greed, and so forth...
To beco holy is not to abandon these but to control them and not be led by them.
Although Su Yie possessed the power to rival that of a saint, he was always driven by emotions.
In his heart, he always worried that sothing would happen to his parents on Earth and that they would worry about him.
But today, he had a sudden realization.
Each person has their own fate!
Whoosh—
The cold night wind picked up around Su Yie, causing his robe to flutter vigorously.
This scene made the spectators around him widen their eyes.
At that mont, Su Yie seed so ethereal, almost as if he was about to Ascend to Immortality.
Everyone took out their phones and couldn't stop shooting photos and videos of Su Yie.
Su Zhenhe and Zhang Lan walked along a shaded pathway, accustod to their post-dinner walk, and curious about the crowd ahead, they too moved closer.
When they saw Su Yie, both of them were stunned.
"Why does he look sowhat familiar?"
Zhang Lan frowned, recalling the encounter with Su Yie in the afternoon, as her heart had been filled with concern for her son, she hadn't paid much attention.
Su Zhenhe rembered, though, and with a remark, he jogged Zhang Lan's mory.
Watching Su Yie sitting on the bench, his expression changing continuously, the couple fell silent.
"Tsk tsk, young people these days really know how to perform art!"
"Hahaha, this guy wants to be famous, huh?"
"Isn't he an actor?"
"Maybe he will beco as famous as that 'Receding Hairline Guy'?"
"I must say, he really does give off a vibe of an immortal descending from the heavens."
The surrounding residents chattered away, mostly laughing, without malice, but such comntary would be hard for ordinary people to bear.
Zhang Lan felt an inexplicable ache in her heart as she watched Su Yie.
Even the usually talkative Su Zhenhe felt downcast.
Eventually, the couple did not approach Su Yie to strike up a conversation. Being ordinary people, they couldn't swallow their pride to persuade a stranger.
As ti passed, the crowd around Su Yie thinned until the park quieted down.
The next morning.
A piece of news rapidly beca popular under the promotion of various marketing accounts and self-dia platforms.
"Mysterious White-Robed Cultivator Spotted in Nanbin City!"
"Who is he? Could he be from ancient tis?"
"He ditates in the park at nightfall, is it for cultivation, or is it a stunt?"
"The decline of contemporary education, the dangerous thoughts of the youth! For instance, him..."
"Shocking! An Immortal Cultivator Appears in Residential Park!"
All sorts of sensational news bombarded the smartphones of the Hua Xia people, characteristic of the 21st century, where daily, sothing novel and trivial sparks temporarily, coming and going like the wind, adding fun to the fast-paced life.
In the video, Su Yie's robes fluttered as if there were a fan blowing in front of him. Paired with his white attire, it gave the video an added special effect. Thus, the video skyrocketed in popularity across various streaming platforms, and its viewership surged.
Yawning, Nan Xiaopao walked into the classroom, her school uniform making her look youthful and pretty; she had already dyed her hair black.
As the class beauty, as soon as she entered the classroom, several boys ca over to offer their favors, but she ignored them all.
Upon reaching her seat, her deskmate handed her the cellphone and said with a smile, "Look, a Cultivator has appeared in Nanbin City."
Nan Xiaopao rolled her eyes, annoyed, "Can you not be so childish?"
She glanced at the phone screen subconsciously and froze when she saw Su Yie.
She quickly grabbed the phone and replayed the video, confirming that it was indeed the man who had hit on her in the streets of Nanbin City yesterday.
"This guy is nuts! Lucky I didn't bother with him yesterday!"
A girl leaned over and hugged Nan Xiaopao's neck, laughing.
Yesterday, she thought Su Yie was handso; she hadn't expected him to beco famous in this way today.
Nan Xiaopao didn't reply. Usually, she would have ranted about Su Yie, but for so reason, watching him in the video, she felt sowhat dazed.
She was still out of it when the teacher walked into the classroom.
"Students, this is your senior year; brace yourselves. It's the final stretch; you can't slack off now!"
The English teacher clapped her hands and spoke, as many students, sleepy from studying late into the night, even rested their heads on the desks to nap.
Snapping back to reality, Nan Xiaopao hurriedly took out her textbook, but she couldn't shake off Su Yie's smiling face from yesterday.
First encounters are unforgettable for life.
…
While countless people mocked Su Yie, he had reached the peak of Mount Tai.
He sat cross-legged at the very top, continuing his ditation.
The Great Reincarnation Technique began to operate, causing gusts of wind to gather around him.
Here, no one could see him.
His insights from the previous night had significantly advanced his Great Reincarnation Technique, propelling him toward the Sixth Layer.
He had gained the Divine Skill of Dream Reincarnation when he broke through the fifth layer of the Great Reincarnation Technique. What would the sixth layer bring?
He was eager to find out.
This was also the first ti his cultivation had grown without solely relying on standard practice.
No wonder in ancient tis, great sages would have sudden enlightennts and achieve enlightennt or sanctity instantly.
"Su kid, can your talents get any more outrageous?"
Bayue exclaid, his words laced with jealousy.
"The Seven Immortal Swords are not worthy of you."
The voice of the Silver Marrow Sword followed; it seldom spoke, mostly remaining dormant, making Feng Long and Bayue often miss it.
"No worries, I match with you, how about that?"
Feng Long joked, trying to flirt with the Silver Marrow Sword.
Bayue instantly got angry and started cursing at Feng Long.
Su Yie ignored them and continued to comprehend the insights he had gained from the previous night.
Ti passed.
Seven days and nights went by.
The commotion over the white-robed Cultivator began to die down, overtaken by other trending topics, yet so were still drawn to Su Yie's appearance and called online for him to start a career as a celebrity, with nurous talent agencies frantically searching for him.
One day, an image suddenly appeared on social dia throughout Hua Xia.
It was an outer space image showing a Three-legged Golden Crow soaring, with the sun behind it and rcury nearby.
The image felt incredibly realistic, and it imdiately went viral across the internet.
"Damn, a Three-legged Golden Crow?"
"Is this a Phoenix?"
"Which Photoshop wizard did this?"
"Boring picture, this isn't the vibe I'm looking for!"
"Not this picture again, why is every silly netizen reposting it?"
"A divine bird descends, the end of the world is near!"
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