99: Chapter 99 A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals who dwell there.

Zhang Mu looked up, gazing at the girl who had walked in front of him, who looked to be in her early twenties.

Unlike most girls her age who loved to dress up and wear revealing clothes that accentuated their figures, she wore plain, loose-fitting clothes that covered her arms and legs, making movement easy, with her shoulder-length black hair tied into a ponytail.

Seeing that he did not speak, the girl reached out and waved her hand in front of him: "Handsome?"

Coming back to his senses, Zhang Mu subconsciously looked back at his reflection in the water; it was the appearance from his Transformation Technique.

So it was just politeness; he had thought his Transformation Technique had failed.

He chuckled and shook his head, Zhang Mu replied: "I don't know."

She was a bit confused: "I asked if you believe, not if there is an immortal here."

Zhang Mu was preoccupied with other thoughts and didn't respond further.

Blinking, she sat down next to Zhang Mu, leaving a person's distance between them: "Are you from Su City?"

"I grew up here."

Upon learning he was a local, the girl became excited: "Hello, my name is Luo Xiling, I came from the neighboring city. Hey, do you people from Su City really believe there is an immortal here?"

Raising an eyebrow, Zhang Mu asked with amusement: "If you don't believe it, then why did you come here?"

"I do outdoor live streaming, I'm just here to join in the fun."

"You don't like being filmed?" Seeing his indifference, Luo Xiling thought Zhang Mu didn't like being on camera, so she set the selfie stick aside against a rock.

"I asked a few Su City locals, and they all said they saw with their own eyes the immortal flying to cross the thunder tribulation to save the citizens. You're also from Su City, did you see it?"

"I happened to be sleeping at home that day."

"Ah? The thunder was so loud outside, how could you actually sleep through it?"

"Yeah."

"Hmm..." She tilted her head to look at Zhang Mu, leaning her upper body back, "If the immortal is real, it's impossible for someone like you to be taken as a disciple by the immortal, right?"

"Disciple?"

"You don't know? Everyone who comes here wants to take the immortal as their master."

Zhang Mu's eyes flickered, lost in thought.

Seeing that he ignored her again, Luo Xiling rested her chin on her right hand and muttered to herself: "It would be great if there really were an immortal, I want to cultivate immortality too. Just like in the TV shows, flying around in the sky, living for many years, and even having skin that stays young."

"Where do you think the immortal lives?" She looked around at the not-so-tall hills, "I don't think an immortal would live on these crummy little mountains, right?"

As she spoke, she suddenly detached her phone from the selfie stick, carefully blew away the dust on the screen, and opened her browser to search for where immortals usually live.

This contradictory, childish behavior made Zhang Mu laugh: "Didn't you think there were no immortals?"

"Yeah." She stared at the phone screen, replying, "But it's normal to have some fantasies."

"By the way, you still haven't answered my question, do you think there is an immortal?"

"Perhaps."

"Tsk." She couldn't help it, shifting her gaze to Zhang Mu, "Right here in these mountains?"

"Possibly."

"No way, an immortal should live on Mount Tai or somewhere like that to be worthy."

"The mountain need not be high."

"But the presence of an immortal makes it famous?" Luo Xiling looked speechless, "It's not like I haven't studied 'Inscription on My Humble Abode'; do you people think all streamers are uneducated?"

A slight arc appeared at the corner of Zhang Mu's mouth: "Why do you think the author of that inscription wrote that line?"

"Who the hell knows what Liu Yuxi was thinking."

"He met me."

"Met you?" Luo Xiling gripped her phone with her left hand and scratched her head with her right, her expression very confused, "What do you mean, why don't I understand?"

"After he met me, he wrote that line."

As the words fell, his figure gradually faded, until it disappeared without a sound.

"Clatter —"

The phone slipped from her fingers, falling face down onto the gravel beach, rolling a few times before stopping with the screen facing the sky.

Perhaps it had hit a sharp stone, as the LCD screen shattered into a spiderweb of cracks.

But Luo Xiling didn't care about her beloved phone at all; she seemed stunned, staring blankly at the air in front of her.

Seeming unable to believe it, she reached out and touched the rock where Zhang Mu had just been sitting — it still held residual warmth.

But she couldn't tell.

With the scorching sun overhead, she couldn't tell if this warmth came from him sitting there or from the sun.

Her palm pressed against the stone surface for a long time before she finally snapped back to reality, jumping three feet high like a rabbit. The elegant young lady directly blurted out a curse: "Fuck! There's an immortal, there's an immortal!"

"Immortal?!" "Where?!"

Hearing her shout, the citizens in the campsite were like a boiling pot of oil, jumping up with a clatter.

Luo Xiling was startled by the "riot" of the citizens and turned to look.

The citizens getting water by the river threw their basins into the water and ran over, completely ignoring their basins drifting further and further away on the river.

Over at the campsite, the citizens rushing over didn't even have time to put on their shoes, picking up the statue of god they had placed on the altar and running barefoot across the gravel beach.

However, to Luo Xiling, these were considered relatively normal.

Some citizens seemed to have lost their minds, or perhaps were just too anxious; hearing the shout, they picked up their cooking pots and charged.

As they charged, their right hands, holding the spatula, still subconsciously stirred the pot.

It gave the impression that their brains were telling them the immortal was important, and their legs needed to move quickly, but since their hands weren't needed to find the immortal, they instinctively continued to stir-fry.

The multitasking that usually requires training was suddenly mastered just like that.

Seeing more and more people surrounding her, starting to push and shove, Luo Xiling's scalp tingled. If someone lost their footing and fell, they would be trampled to death!

The Government Personnel in the distance had already noticed the abnormality and rushed over to shout: "Don't push! Don't push! It's dangerous!"

Their throats were almost hoarse from shouting, but the crowd showed no signs of stopping.

Seeing that they couldn't control the situation either, Luo Xiling was frantic. If someone were really trampled to death, it would all be because of that one shout she let out.

What should she do?!

Just as she was panicking, she suddenly had an idea. She jumped onto the rock she had just been sitting on, cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone: "This is where the immortal resides, if you make such a ruckus, the immortal will get angry!"

The shout echoed in the mountains, and the Government Personnel on the outskirts of the crowd, sweating profusely in anxiety, were astonished to find that the increasingly restless crowd had actually been stopped by this one shout.

The citizens suddenly quieted down, and the noise in the air vanished along with it.

They looked at each other, their faces turning grim. That's right, if the immortal got angry and left for another mountain, where would they find him?

Suddenly, someone knelt down on the gravel beach, groaning despite the pain in their knees: "Great Immortal, please don't hold a grudge against us lesser beings, don't be angry at me!"

The panicked crowd came to their senses and immediately followed suit; the small gravel beach was instantly filled with people kneeling.

Only Luo Xiling stood high on the rock, making it look like everyone was kneeling to her.

This made her very flustered, so she hurriedly jumped off the rock and hid to the side.

She had just watched with her own eyes the immortal disappear into thin air right in front of her; if the immortal got angry because the "believers" were kneeling to her, she wouldn't be able to withstand the immortal's wrath.

Running to the side, she saw that everyone was still kneeling, and she was the only one standing, which felt too conspicuous, so she simply knelt down as well.

She then took out her phone from her pocket, opened WeChat, tapped the message input field of the three-person group chat to bring up the keyboard, and excitedly prepared to type.

But as her trembling fingers touched the screen, she didn't know what message to send to express her shock.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally sent a message: "Big Brother, Second Brother, Liu Yuxi has met the immortal!"