Cultivating Immortality, One Wish a Day

“Warriors…”

Chen Fan’s emotions surged.

He then glanced at the large knife that Mengshan carried with him and started chatting with him. Through careful inquiries along the way, he gained a lot of information about fighters.

“Warriors actually cannot achieve longevity…”

However, in the end, when Chen Fan asked Mengshan about the lifespan of the strongest warriors in this world, his heart immediately sank.

According to Meng Shan, the limit for warriors is the Innate Realm, but even Innate Realm fighters generally can only live up to one hundred and twenty years.

However, rumors have it that in this world, there are immortal cultivators that are even more powerful than warriors. But these cultivators are too mysterious.

Even Mengshan has never seen one.

It is only rumored that they have a long lifespan and can even perform incredible feats.

“We’ve arrived at White Stone City!”

Suddenly, just as Chen Fan’s thoughts were running wild, a city with tall walls appeared before his eyes.

The carriage continued forward.

Soon, Chen Fan arrived at the city gate by carriage.

He jumped down from the carriage and lined up.

In no time, he paid the entrance fee and, along with Mengshan and a few others, entered White Stone City.

“Hey, whose wanted notice poster is this?”

Just as they entered the city, several people saw a soldier posting a wanted notice on the wall near the city gate.

There were also many people gathered around.

“Brother Chen, you are a scholar; help me take a look. Who is this person?”

Mengshan looked at the wanted notice, featuring a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and curiously asked Chen Fan.

On the way, after learning from Chen Fan that he was a scholar, he deliberately befriended him as he had always admired scholars.

“Zhe Kongshou Fu Qingying. According to the maritime arrest document, this person is a thief who came from the county city.”

Chen Fan glanced at the arrest document with a drawing of a young man and spoke.

When he mastered the language, he also mastered the written characters.

So, there was no issue with him claiming to be a scholar.

“So, it’s this guy.”

Mengshan raised his eyebrows.

“Brother Meng, do you know this person?” Chen Fan asked curiously.

“Not familiar with him, just heard that he’s a famous thief, quite renowned in Heavenly Mountain County. Just don’t know how he ended up here in our place,” Mengshan waved his hand.

Just a moment ago, he was thinking that if the fugitive’s strength wasn’t formidable, he might have an opportunity for some extra income if he encountered him. However, as soon as he heard it was Zhe Kongshou Fu Qingying, he immediately gave up. 

Rumors had it that this person had extraordinary lightness skills, able to tread on grass without leaving a trace. Definitely not someone he wanted to provoke.

“Brother Chen Fan, I need to go to the escort agency. If you have any business in White Stone City later on, you can find me at the Martial Escort Agency.”

After moving away from the city gate, Mengshan bid farewell.

“Alright, if I have anything in the future, I’ll definitely look for Brother Meng,” Chen Fan nodded, parting ways with Mengshan.

“Let’s stroll around White Stone City first before finding a place to stay,” Chen Fan decided.

He planned to temporarily settle down in the city.

“Selling pancakes, one copper coin each!”

“Selling buns, large-sized cabbage and pork buns!”

Walking through White Stone City, Chen Fan could feel the rich atmosphere of daily life. For him, who had lived alone in the wilderness for over forty days, it felt like entering paradise. Humans are indeed social animals.

He bought a few buns, eating while wandering through White Stone City.

“The last book mentioned that the innate expert Xu Mingyang, after five years of seeking immortality, returned home only to find his wife…”

Chen Fan kept walking, and as he passed by a teahouse, he heard a storyteller mentioning the words ‘seeking immortality’ and paused.

“Cultivators…”

He sat down in the teahouse, ordered a pot of tea, and listened quietly.

During his conversation with Mengshan, he learned about cultivators. He wondered if he had the aptitude for cultivation.

According to Mengshan, to become a cultivator, one needed the aptitude for it. There was also a slim chance for innate realm martial artists to transition into cultivators, but the probability was low.

“However, as long as there’s a chance of success for me, that’s enough,” Chen Fan thought with determination.

He had the Wishing Pearl, allowing him to make a small wish every day. As long as there was a possibility, he could turn it into a hundred percent success.

The only unknown was how long it would take to achieve that.

“Take it slowly, no need to rush,” Chen Fan lifted the teacup and took a sip.

After understanding some information about this world, he already knew what his next wish should be. However, he wasn’t in a hurry. He had developed a habit of leaving his wishes until the end of each day, just in case.

“I wish, if there are true cultivators who can achieve immortality in this world, please provide me with a fast and safe plan to become a cultivator. If this plan cannot be laid out at once, please guide me and inform me of what I need to do.”

At night, Chen Fan found an inn to stay in. Approaching dawn, he made his wish for the day.

The next moment, a series of information appeared in his mind.

“Become a martial artist first…”

After a moment, Chen Fan’s eyes lit up. He finally knew what to do next.

According to the guidance of the Wishing Pearl, there were indeed cultivators in this world. The fastest way for him to become a cultivator was to first become a martial artist. After reaching the innate realm, he could then wish to enhance his aptitude for cultivation while seeking cultivation techniques.

“I wish that this stone in my hand will turn into a large portion of gold after tonight!”

The next day, Chen Fan inquired in various martial arts schools in White Stone City, picked up a stone, and made his wish for the day.

When he woke up, he found that more than half of the stone he placed by his bed last night had turned golden.

“Buy a house!”

“Practice martial arts!”

Afterward, he used the money to buy a house in the city.

Before buying the house, he made a small wish.

Specifically, he bought a house with good neighbors.

After buying the house, he found a martial arts school.

“You’re probably in your thirties, right? Learning martial arts at this age without any foundation, even if I teach you, you probably won’t achieve much.”

In a martial arts school not far from Chen Fan’s new residence, the owner of the Purple Peak Martial Arts School, He Yitong, frowned and took his hand off Chen Fan.

Chen Fan looked young, and He Yitong initially thought he was in his twenties. However, upon closer examination, he discovered that Chen Fan was already in his thirties.

Around them, the disciples of the Purple Peak Martial Arts School also looked at Chen Fan with strange eyes.

Starting to learn martial arts at this age seemed like wishful thinking.

“Master, I know my situation. Even if I don’t succeed in the end, it has nothing to do with the martial arts school.”

Chen Fan calmly spoke.

“Fine.”

He Yitong shook his head; he wasn’t optimistic about Chen Fan.

However, he ran the martial arts school to make money. If Chen Fan wanted to give him money, he naturally wouldn’t refuse.