Chapter 122: The Aloof Immortal and the Wealthy Prince 11

After dealing with the world’s consciousness, Zhongli Mingji turned his icy gaze toward Fanti.

“Fanti, our battle will proceed as planned.”

With that, he summoned his immortal power and expelled the two uninvited demons, a master and servant, from the Jing Prince’s residence. He then turned his attention to Jin Muhan, who stood beside him.

“Jin Muhan, allow me to introduce myself.”

He spoke each word deliberately: “I hail from the immortal realm, born into a prestigious immortal family. In the mortal world, my followers revere me as the Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord.”

Once one surpasses the celestial threshold of the Tian Shu realm, the lowest level of the immortal realm, they can enjoy the offerings of mortal worship. Followers build temples and erect statues in their honor.

Zhongli Mingji had already gained followers when he reached the KunLing realm, above the Tian Shu realm, at the age of two hundred. By the time he broke through to the Yu Heng realm at three hundred, his followers had multiplied, and his temples became widespread.

Mortals place their faith in immortals, praying for their aid, and immortals respond based on the strength of their followers’ devotion.

This was also why the original host could trade his accumulated merits of this lifetime with the Quick Transmigration Bureau.

Though the original host was aloof in demeanor, he was kind-hearted, often engaging in acts of righteousness, such as aiding the weak, punishing the wicked, and upholding justice.

“!!!” Jin Muhan was completely stunned upon hearing Zhongli Mingji’s final words.

The name “Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord” was not an obscure title in the mortal world.

The disciples of the Lingxiao Sect in Jin City were so arrogant precisely because their sect had an Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord. Otherwise, how could they dare to act so recklessly?

However, the mortals only knew of the Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord, not his true name.

Thus, when Jin Muhan heard the name Zhongli Mingji, he couldn’t connect it to the Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord. Nor could he imagine how such a powerful immortal could end up gravely injured and unconscious by the roadside, without even a single attendant.

He had truly believed Zhongli Mingji to be a pitiful young master from some prominent family.

Now, the man was telling him that he was wrong—that he was the exalted Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord from the immortal realm.

Jin Muhan’s hands trembled as he held Zhongli Mingji, feeling as though he had committed sacrilege.

He lamented, “Mingji…”

“No, Xuan Shuang Immortal Lord, does our marriage still stand?”

He had worked so hard to win his consort!

Zhongli Mingji suppressed the turmoil in his heart and replied with composure, “Of course it does.”

He raised his hand and cast a barrier around the courtyard, then led the bewildered Jin Muhan into the house, guiding him to sit on the edge of the bed.

“My affairs can wait. Right now, you need to make a choice.”

“My body contains my immortal power, the demon lord’s demonic power, and the heavenly thunder force of the Heavenly Dao… These three forces are in constant conflict.”

Zhongli Mingji paused to catch his breath, then continued, “You already possess immortal bones. You can choose to cultivate either the thunder force or the demonic power. Which do you prefer?”

He planned to transfer one of these forces to Jin Muhan, not only to help him step into cultivation but also to alleviate the burden on his own body.

If these three forces continued to clash, it wouldn’t be long before he lost control and exploded.

Jin Muhan hesitated, “The thunder force…”

He didn’t like the aura of the two who had just appeared, as it gave him an ominous feeling.

Zhongli Mingji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and channeled his immortal power to transfer the excess heavenly thunder force from his meridians into Jin Muhan’s body.

The electric force surged through Jin Muhan’s bones, tempering his body.

In moments, both men were drenched in sweat, but Zhongli Mingji didn’t stop.

He persisted in circulating his immortal power, sending the remaining thunder force that lingered in his body into Jin Muhan’s to further refine his bones.

Only then did he finally release his grip, collapsing onto the bed to stabilize the two remaining forces of immortal and demonic power within him, using his immortal power to neutralize the pure demonic energy.

The two forces battled within him, no longer clashing chaotically as before.

His breathing gradually steadied.

Zhongli Mingji looked up at Jin Muhan, startled by his state.

“Don’t resist the force. Embrace it naturally, absorb it…”

Jin Muhan groaned in pain, his long fingers gripping the edge of the wooden bed.

“How do I embrace and absorb it?”

Zhongli Mingji pulled the slumped man toward him, pressing their foreheads together.

Using a method of direct enlightenment, he transmitted the techniques of cultivation into Jin Muhan’s mind, along with the cultivation manual he had prepared for him.

“Follow the manual I’ve given you, and you will surely ascend to immortality.”

Jin Muhan held his forehead and replied, “I understand.”