Chapter 127: Uncle-Master Wu Reappears

As the scroll unfurled, Zhou Yu’s eyes fell upon the face of Fairy Suxin depicted within. He stood there, completely rooted to the spot. At that moment, nothing else existed in his vision. The entire world shrank down to the image his gaze was fixed upon.

On the scroll, Fairy Suxin had hair that reached her waist. She wore a white dress and sat by a stone table, her hand resting on the strings of a zither. Her eyes looked forward, calm and composed. In that moment, he seemed to see her gaze clearly. There were no distracting thoughts within it, only a purity as clear as a mountain spring.

Looking at Fairy Suxin’s face, only one thought filled Zhou Yu’s heart: he was seeing a true fairy. ‘As beautiful as a celestial being’ was the best phrase to describe a woman, but in his view, Fairy Suxin was not just ‘as beautiful as a celestial being’; she herself was a fairy.

The beauty of her face was not enticing like that of women from the mortal world. It was filled with a sense of otherworldliness, pure and untainted, as if she did not partake of the mundane world.

On the entire scroll, whether it was the bamboo forest, the mountain rocks and stream, or the ancient zither, nothing could overshadow the immortal aura that Fairy Suxin emitted.

For a long time, in his mind, the only one on Earth who could be called a fairy was the Little Dragon Maiden from that TV series. But now, Fairy Suxin’s face showed him what a true fairy was.

Zhou Yu gazed at the scroll for a long time before he finally, slowly, regained his senses. The Fairy Suxin in the scroll seemed to be right in front of him, almost within reach, so very real. There was an ancient legend about a fairy portrait that someone obtained, and they lost all appetite, sleeping with the scroll every day.

Now, if an ordinary person obtained this scroll, they would probably act the same way, because what was in the scroll was a true fairy.

If he hadn’t previously obtained the radio, which greatly strengthened his mental fortitude, he couldn’t have snapped out of his reverie from the scroll in such a short time.

That Senior Brother Zheng’s painting skills were truly remarkable. It was just unknown how much of Fairy Suxin’s beautiful, unearthly nature he managed to capture in the scroll.

Zhou Yu slowly opened the scroll completely. A bamboo forest appeared before his eyes, with a small bridge over a stream. The scenery looked beautiful, but the person in the scroll was even more beautiful. Gazing at Fairy Suxin in the scroll, he seemed to hear the tune ‘Gentle Breeze’ playing beside his ear again, along with that clear voice that could stir the soul.

If he could enter the Immortal World and listen to a piece of ‘Gentle Breeze’ by Fairy Suxin’s side, he believed it would be even more soul-stirring than it was now.

Anyone who saw the scroll would be unable to stop themselves from fixing their gaze completely on Fairy Suxin. Zhou Yu controlled his eyes, slowly lowering them to rest on the Guqin that Fairy Suxin’s fair, jade-like hands were caressing.

Judging from the Guqin in the scroll, it wasn’t very different from those on Earth. He counted: there were seven strings in total, meaning it was a seven-stringed zither like the ones in the Earth World.

However, this instrument was entirely emerald green, giving a very refreshing feeling. It seemed to possess a vibrant spirituality; he could even sense the strings vibrating on their own.

After looking at the scroll a while longer, Zhou Yu slowly shifted his gaze away and used his hand to slowly roll the scroll back up.

After seeing this scroll, the urge in his heart to see Fairy Suxin with his own eyes grew even stronger. He wondered if he could fulfill this wish tonight.

Zhou Yu looked at the clock on the table. It was already ten o’clock. Unknowingly, he had spent an entire hour looking at Fairy Suxin’s portrait. Even so, his heart was still filled with a sense of reluctance.

Midnight was getting closer and closer. He looked at the radio on the table, which still showed no movement, and felt a spark of anticipation. He didn’t know which frequency would be activated today. More importantly, he wondered if he could once again dream his way into the Immortal World.

With so little time left, Zhou Yu did not go to sleep. Instead, he looked at his own hands, pondering something.

The opening of the scroll just now had brought him more than just the sight of Fairy Suxin’s face. It also brought the possibility of his own Foundation Building realm.

This scroll was protected by a formation that required Spiritual Power to activate. Spiritual Power was something one could only possess upon reaching the Foundation Building realm, which meant he had already achieved the Foundation Building state that many beginner cultivators longed to reach.

From Elder Zheng’s words and from the cultivation novels he had read, Foundation Building was the mark of truly becoming a Cultivator.

From when the Green Radiance Flying Sword lit up, to the scroll opening just now, he felt that he had triggered these events unintentionally. If he tried to control it deliberately, it wouldn’t happen. Perhaps this was closely related to the fact that he had never cultivated any technique.

Cultivating techniques would naturally allow control over the Spiritual Power within one’s body. But someone like him, who hadn’t even entered the Qi Refining stage, directly reached the Foundation Building realm, could only rely on luck to trigger it.

Thinking of this, a character appeared in Zhou Yu’s mind: Duan Yu. That guy obtained the powerful Six Meridian Divine Sword, but just like him, could only shoot it out by luck.

That person’s internal energy was all absorbed from others, not cultivated by himself. It was exactly the same as his current state.

Time gradually approached midnight. Zhou Yu had been watching the radio intently since earlier. At this moment, he saw clearly that a pure white light once again began to glow on the radio.

Only this time, he felt the light on the radio was a bit brighter than before and more comfortable to look at.

Seeing this glow, a trace of joy appeared on Zhou Yu’s face. It was indeed as he had guessed. Although the radio was fully charged, it could only connect to the Immortal World when it was close to midnight.

Perhaps in the future, the radio could be upgraded to the point where it could connect to the Immortal World anytime, anywhere.

He carefully picked up the radio from the table. The moment his finger touched it, the white light on it slowly faded and disappeared.

Holding the radio in his hand, Zhou Yu turned it on. The familiar crackling sound once again came to life. He placed a finger on the tuning knob and slowly turned it, his heart full of anticipation for which frequency would be activated this time.

If he were to rank his most anticipated connection, the Immortal Sound Sect where Fairy Suxin resided was undoubtedly first, followed by Uncle-Master Wu’s Xuantian Sect. He just didn’t know if, after connecting to a frequency this time, he would be able to dream into the Immortal World like before.

Currently, the radio’s frequencies, from top to bottom, were the Immortal Sound Sect, the Xuantian Sect, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. As for the Divine Chef Villa from yesterday’s dream, he only knew it had been unlocked, but he didn’t know what its frequency was.

Zhou Yu carefully turned the knob. After the radio was charged this time, would it still only connect to one frequency of the Immortal World each time?

Gradually, the radio’s frequency neared Fairy Suxin’s Immortal Sound Sect. His heart was full of anticipation, hoping to hear that beautiful zither music again, or Fairy Suxin’s ethereal, clear voice.

Unfortunately, on Fairy Suxin’s frequency, there was only crackling static. Zhou Yu shook his head. It seemed that even though the radio was fully charged, it might not have been upgraded much. It probably could still only connect to one frequency at a time.

The frequency gradually reached the Xuantian Sect. A wave of emotion washed over Zhou Yu’s face. The last time the radio overdrew its energy was right here with Uncle-Master Wu, when he took Song Qingxiu’s Lifebound Flying Sword.

When the pointer landed on the Xuantian Sect’s frequency, the crackling disappeared. He once again heard the familiar cry of a crane.

“Senior, are you there? Senior, are you there?” Amidst the crane calls, the familiar voice of Uncle-Master Wu came from the radio.

Zhou Yu couldn’t help but smile. Others might have their doubts, but this Old Wu truly considered him a Senior.

He tried speaking a sentence to the radio, but Uncle-Master Wu on the other side in the Immortal World gave no response. It seemed direct communication was still not possible. The radio had undergone yesterday’s baptism by Lightning, was recharged, unlocked the Divine Chef Villa frequency, and also helped him achieve Foundation Building. Perhaps it hadn’t undergone any major upgrades itself.

Thinking this, Zhou Yu felt a bit disappointed. He was now connected to Uncle-Master Wu’s frequency, but he was still in the Earth World. His consciousness had not entered the Immortal World. He shook his head. He was fortunate to have entered once and seen the real Immortal World. What more was there to be unsatisfied about?

“Senior, I haven’t seen you in many days. But I know you haven’t disappeared. You’re likely here right now. I heard about what happened yesterday. It was simply delightful.” From the radio came Uncle-Master Wu’s excited laughter.

Zhou Yu was a bit puzzled. ‘What happened yesterday?’ His eyes widened suddenly. Could it be about him taking that so-called Cultivation Senior’s Lingque Chicken yesterday at the Divine Chef Villa?

At that time, he truly thought he was in a dream, so he had no reservations. Seeing that arrogant and domineering fellow had irritated him. He didn’t know if that guy, after seeing the Lingque Chicken disappear, had given the people at the Divine Chef Villa a hard time.

But judging from Uncle-Master Wu’s words, since it was ‘delightful,’ presumably that so-called Senior hadn’t done anything too excessive.

“Haha, Senior, that arrogant and domineering fellow who went to the Divine Chef Villa yesterday was absolutely outrageous in the Cultivation World. Relying on his cultivation, he acted without restraint, very tyrannical. The Divine Chef Villa’s Lingque Chickens are precious treasures. The eggs they lay—even I can only buy three or four a year, and I have to talk nicely and plead for them.”

“That guy went to the Divine Chef Villa yesterday and directly demanded to eat two Lingque Chickens. The ancestral founder of the Divine Chef Villa wasn’t there, so they could only take out a few Lingque Chickens to satisfy his demand.”

“But you suddenly appeared and rescued the Lingque Chickens that were about to be killed. It made that guy tremble with rage all over. He probably never expected someone would dare to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth.”

Zhou Yu listened carefully. With Uncle-Master Wu’s position managing a sect’s Spirit Herb Garden, he could only buy three or four eggs a year. What was so precious about those eggs? What did that guy do after he took the Lingque Chicken away?