Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Nie Jinglin did not think much of it, for years now, whenever he and Shuangshuang received even the slightest news about their son, they would go out searching, and upon returning, they would always ask each other about the results.

So Nie Jinglin assumed Shuangshuang’s question was routine. He shook his head preemptively with a sigh of disappointment, ”Still no news. I have asked several newly-acquainted friends to help keep an eye out for your brother’s whereabouts. If there is any news, I will go and check immediately.”

Shuangshuang nodded, ”You have never stopped looking for brother all these years. With such sincerity, surely one day we will find him, and our family will be reunited.”

Nie Jinglin sighed, a bitter smile on his face, ”Let’s hope so.”

Feiyu, who had been listening with his head lowered, was completely astonished. He thought Nie Jinglin and Shuangshuang hadn’t been seriously searching for him, but it turns out all these years, neither had forgotten to look for him?

At this moment, Feiyu’s heart was sour and soft, with a hint of sweetness. The emotional knot that he once couldn’t untangle suddenly started to unravel.

So neither his father nor his sister ever forgot about him, they never gave up searching for him. It was simply bad luck that in his previous life, they only recognized him before he walked down a path of no return.

Feiyu suddenly did not dare to think about finding him right after his death in the previous life, how the immediate sorrow of losing a son, the blow of losing a brother, affected Nie Jinglin and Shuangshuang.

For a moment, Feiyu was emotionally unsettled and did not hear what Shuangshuang and Nie Jinglin were saying. Then he felt a large hand patting his shoulder.

Feiyu snapped back to reality and saw Nie Jinglin looking at him with a kind face, speaking gently, ”Since you have apprenticed to Shuangshuang, you are the grand-disciple of your Master. In the future, if your Master is not around, feel free to come to me with any issues, and I will support you.”

Feiyu felt very moved, and yet, at the same time, a bit embarrassed. The whole Master thing made Feiyu regret for the first time why he had to become his sister’s disciple.

Now the hierarchy is all tangled up; his sister became the master, master and father, a combination that for Shuangshuang is akin to being a mother. The hierarchy was forcibly raised a generation, and now his biological father has become a grandfather-level Master.

Feiyu felt a headache coming on, wondering how to deal with this absurd situation, how to express his feelings.

Although Feiyu had previously wanted to get closer to Shuangshuang and Nie Jinglin, he hadn’t thought of acknowledging them as family. But now that Feiyu had untangled his emotional knots, he still didn’t know how to open up to Shuangshuang and Nie Jinglin.

Especially after he had tangled the hierarchy into such a mess, what could he say? Should he say that he was just being foolish for the moment, and sentimentally insisted on apprenticing to his sister, thereby turning his sister into a maternal figure, transforming his father into a grandfather figure? Just thinking about it was embarrassing.

Feiyu continued to struggle with these thoughts until he bid farewell to Nie Jinglin with Shuangshuang and returned to Tianjing Peak, still without finding a solution. It was only after they boarded the Flying Magical Treasure, heading to Wuwang Temple, that Feiyu made up his mind.

For now, let’s stay as it is. Shuangshuang is very busy right now, going to Wuwang Temple and Dan Dao Sect. It’s better to wait until everything calms down before revisiting this issue. Simply put, Feiyu decided to avoid it for a while.

Wuwang Temple is situated atop Wuwang Mountain, which towers into the clouds, its summit snowbound all year round, making it hard for mortals to reach.

Wuwang Temple is established at the eternally snow-covered pinnacle of Wuwang Mountain. The monks of Wuwang Temple cultivate the Red Sun Technique, renowned throughout the Cultivation World.

Those who practice this technique have Spiritual Power as scorching as the blazing sun, extremely hot. When engaged in combat, a single hit would make the skin and meridians feel as though they’ve been burned by raging fire.

However, the Red Sun Technique is most potent against various ghosts. When hit by the Red Sun Technique, Yin Soul Wraiths will be like snow in sunlight, instantly melting away.

In fact, the reason Wuwang Temple is established at the perpetually snow-covered summit of Wuwang Mountain is also due to this technique.

Practitioners of the Red Sun Technique feel their entire body is burning due to their Spiritual Power, thus they become extremely fond of coolness. Only upon reaching Divine Separation in cultivation can this heat be reliably restrained.

Especially beginners of the technique feel constantly as if they were being scorched. In such cases, living in an extremely cold place is the only way to suppress it.

Feiyu, now having reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, can barely withstand the chill at the top of Wuwang Mountain with the protection of Spiritual Power and enough thick clothing.

Shuangshuang had already sent word ahead to the abbot, Master Fakong of Wuwang Temple, so when she and Feiyu arrived, Master Fakong was already waiting with his monks at the mountain gate.

The monks’ clothing in Wuwang Temple differs from normal monk robes; it is made with very light fabric to stay cool, and the upper body is partly exposed, revealing muscular physiques.

Shuangshuang got off the Flying Magical Treasure, took a few steps forward, and paid her respects to Master Fakong as a junior, ”Greetings, Master Fakong. I must ask the master for help this time.”

Next to her, Feiyu also paid his respects, and Master Fakong nodded, placing his hands together as he returned the greeting to Shuangshuang, ”Immortal Master Nie, I already know your intention in coming here.”

”Helping purify the souls of cultivators and aid them in entering the cycle of reincarnation is the duty of Wuwang Temple and we monks. Immortal Master Nie may entrust the cultivators’ souls to me without worry.”

Shuangshuang nodded, fully trusting Fakong’s cultivation skills; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come all the way here.

Shuangshuang didn’t linger at Wuwang Temple for long; after entrusting the souls of the cultivators to Master Fakong, she left with Feiyu.

The reason is that Feiyu’s cultivation is still low, and staying too long would be unbearable in Wuwang Mountain’s summit chill. Another reason is Shuangshuang’s concern for Ruoyang, eager to take him to Dan Dao Sect for the Soul Nourishing Pill.

Dan Dao Sect’s location is much more favorable compared to Wuwang Temple, sitting close to the great expanse of Da Shan, where Spiritual Medicine is abundant.

The sect of Dan Dao is established at the center of Da Shan, where from above, the dense and extensive Spirit Medicine Fields surrounding Dan Dao Sect are visible.

Even the flowers used for decoration on both sides of Dan Dao Sect’s mountain gate are the Spiritual Medicine Seven Star Dream Lotus, showing the sect’s obsession with medicine and addiction to Alchemy.

Because many people come to Dan Dao Sect daily to purchase Elixirs, the gatekeeper disciples simply leave the gates wide open, allowing anyone to enter and exit freely.

As Shuangshuang and Feiyu landed, two gatekeeper disciples each holding a Pill Furnace were arguing heatedly over the quantity of a medicinal ingredient used in Alchemy.

Upon seeing Shuangshuang and Feiyu disembark from their magical treasure, the arguing disciples glanced at them briefly, throwing out a line: ”Whatever you’re here for, go inside and find someone yourselves.” With that, they resumed their passionate argument.

Feiyu was left astounded by the scene; a sect like this exists? Their hearts are quite big! What if an enemy arrives? Will they simply open the gates and let them in?