100: Chapter 100 Bestowing Immortal Fate

Zhang Mu activated Shadow Technique, went to the forest on the other side of the river, found a tall tree, climbed to the top, and stood there, looking down at the citizens kneeling in droves.

This young girl was quite clever.

Seeing that the impending stampede had been stopped by a single shout from Luo Xiling, Zhang Mu nodded in appreciation.

In an instant, he saw that the crowd was still kowtowing non-stop; the ones doing it with more force already had bruised, purple foreheads.

The worst case was the auntie he had chatted with earlier; she was kneeling with her mentally challenged son, and her forehead was already bleeding from the kowtowing.

"This can't go on, or something bad will happen."

He turned his head to look at the Government Personnel responsible for the safety of the citizens here.

They were still relatively clear-headed; having recovered their wits, they hurriedly tried to pull the citizens up, but as soon as they forcibly pulled a few people up on one side, others would kneel down on the other.

Clearly, they were powerless against the situation before them.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Mu took a bottle of the potion he had brewed himself, used for temporarily boosting Mental Energy, from his inventory.

He tilted his head back, downed the potion, and felt his Mental Energy surge; he took a deep breath.

When the surge reached its limit, he controlled his immense Mental Energy and swept it toward the pebble beach on the other side of the river.

...

Having sent the message, Luo Xiling stared at the cracked screen of her phone.

After a while, the phone vibrated slightly.

Big Brother: "Who is Liu Yuxi?"

Second Brother: "The author of 'Humble Abode', a person from the Tang Dynasty."

Big Brother: "How does our little sister know that a person from the Tang Dynasty met an immortal?"

Second Brother: "Maybe Liu Yuxi told her in a dream."

Big Brother: "Our family name isn't even Liu. Did our ancestors change their surname?"

"I really saw an immortal!" Little Sister said.

"Alright, alright, if Little Sister says she saw one, then she saw one."

She wasn't too surprised by the disbelief in her older brothers' tone.

After all, before witnessing the immortal, she had held the same attitude.

Closing the chat group and putting her phone back in her pocket, she looked around and, seeing that everyone else was still kneeling, decided not to get up either.

She turned her thoughts to the immortal from just moments ago.

He looked so ordinary. Hmm... that's right, immortals can change their appearance; his true face certainly wouldn't be so easy to see.

Hiss... is the immortal's true form handsome?

Oh my god, I just arrived in the mountains and struck up a conversation with a random person, and it turned out to be an immortal.

It's a pity I turned off the livestream when I was talking to him, otherwise my viewers could have testified for me!

Come to think of it, the immortal was really easy to get along with. I sat right down next to him, and he actually... I sat next to him!!!

Luo Xiling was stunned for a moment, a pained expression appearing on her face. Why didn't she touch the immortal just now?!

If she had gotten a bit of his immortal aura, she might have been reborn...

Clutching her chest in anguish, she swore that even when her secret snack stash was raided by her older brothers, it didn't hurt as much as this.

Hmm?

Suddenly, Luo Xiling felt a force touch her body.

It happened in an instant, so fast that before she could even think about what was going on, she was already standing up.

There's no one here?

She looked around in confusion; she couldn't see anyone beside her, so naturally, it was impossible for anyone to have helped her up.

Turning around, she realized that it wasn't just her; all the citizens on the pebble beach had stood up at the same time.

Everyone was a bit bewildered, unconsciously turning their heads left and right, looking to see who had helped them up.

Recalling that the invisible force had directly enveloped their entire bodies, they were shocked to realize that this was something no human could possibly do.

"Immortal... it's the Immortal..."

"Immortal, forgive us..."

People wanted to cheer loudly, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they immediately raised their hands to cover them.

This is the Immortal's dwelling; one must not make loud noises, or the Immortal will be angry.

Thus, quite eerily, a group of people who didn't know each other turned around without making a single sound, walking back to their tents in an orderly fashion, from front to back.

Seeing this, the Government Personnel on the side breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing bad happened; otherwise, being disciplined would have been the least of their worries.

Someone raised their arm and nudged their colleague: "Did you see that?"

"I'm not blind. So many people stood up at the same time; how could I not see it?"

"Was it the Immortal?"

"What else could it be? Could an ordinary person have such ability?"

After just a few minutes of chatting, the hearts they had just set at ease were raised again.

This police force had been stationed by the river for four or five days. Although they hadn't seen any quarrels, fights, or similar conflicts in the camp, it was always somewhat noisy.

After all, with so many people crowded together, it was impossible for there to be no sound.

But at this moment, the camp was surprisingly quiet; except for the sound of stones being kicked by walking and the sizzling of boiling oil, almost no other noise could be heard.

Everyone was whispering close to each other's ears.

The Government Personnel looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

They couldn't understand it, so they went over to ask someone, but as soon as they opened their mouths, the person they were asking covered their mouth, then leaned into their ear and whispered: "You cannot disturb the Immortal."

"You all running into the mountains has already disturbed the Immortal enough."

They walked out of the camp, returned to their tents, and watched with twitching mouths as the camp seemed to have become a vacuum.

When Zhao Qi, who had rushed over with men after receiving notification that the situation was serious and required support, saw the situation before him, he was bewildered.

What happened? Didn't they say a stampede occurred?

Scanning the quiet camp for a while, he scratched the back of his head and found the person stationed at the scene: "Isn't everything fine here? Why did you say that if help didn't arrive, something bad would happen?"

The captain stepped forward and briefly explained what had happened.

After hearing it, Zhao Qi's expression changed drastically.

Damn it! Why wasn't I here?!

I was counting on Immortal Xu to testify and expose that bastard Taoist's scam!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qi took out his phone and called the bureau chief. He recounted the events first, then volunteered to stay in the harsh conditions of the mountains to be responsible for the safety of the site.

Unfortunately, the bureau chief saw through his little scheme.

The bureau chief's roar erupted from the receiver; even his subordinates nearby could hear it.

"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?!

You talk about the harsh conditions in the mountains; if I told you to eat sh*t there every day, you probably wouldn't leave.

The Special Investigation Bureau is expanding, and I'm so busy I barely have time to breathe; otherwise, would the job of guarding Immortal Xu's residence ever get to be applied for by you? I would have gone there myself, damn it.

Get back here immediately!"

After the scolding, Zhao Qi helplessly hung up the phone and led his men back the way they came.

...

Zhang Mu used his Mental Energy to lift everyone up, and seeing that they had all returned to their respective tents, he turned and left.

He went all the way home, sat on the sofa, and took out his phone to search for the cause of "high fever leading to mental disability."

The mobile webpage loaded; his eyes automatically filtered out the various hospital advertisements in the first few rows, as well as the "cancer at the very least" answers in the later rows, and he scrolled down.

Finally, he found a more reliable answer—brain cell damage.

Putting down his phone, Zhang Mu leaned back against the sofa and scratched his face, pondering.

Would a healing potion work on this?

During the time he was learning to brew potions with Potter, he had found a mouse to conduct an experiment.

He drew a mark on the front half of its right forelimb with a pen, then cut off the front half and gave the mouse a high-level healing potion.

After three consecutive bottles, the front half of the mouse's right forelimb successfully grew back, and the mark was still there.

The specific reason was unknown, but this experiment showed that the limbs regenerated by the healing potion were not "new."

If it weren't for this, Zhang Mu would have already performed a total lung resection on himself.

As for giving the auntie's child the healing potion, what needed to be considered was that the person had been mentally challenged for so many years. If he took the healing potion, would his brain cells recover to how they were a few days ago, a few years ago, or before the damage?

Only the last possibility could cure his condition.

If it could be cured, Zhang Mu felt he could prepare a scenario of "Immortal Reveals Himself and Bestows Immortal Fate."

He stood up from the sofa; he was leaving for the Silent Forest the day after tomorrow. It was noon now, so there was still a day and a half to go to the Other World to do some experiments.

He summoned a portal, and just as he was about to step into it, his phone suddenly rang.

He took it out of his pocket and saw that it was Song Lan calling to ask if he had returned to the country.

Zhang Mu hadn't told her he had returned to the country, so since she asked, he said he had already returned.

Upon learning he was home, Song Lan said that the gemstone auction was going to be held tomorrow and that he must come.

Zhang Mu didn't agree immediately, only saying he would definitely come if he had time, then hung up the phone and entered the door.