A Peerless Mighty Being

Daoist Sanshan calmed his breathing and pinched his fingers to divine the other party's origins. But before he could calculate a result, he received two slaps that left his head spinning. "A peerless mighty being wandering the mortal world, bowing before my statue?" Daoist Sanshan could not determine the other party's background. Yet a single bow had heavily wounded him, and attempting to deduce their origins had triggered an instant backlash. This proved that in both status and means, the other party far surpassed him. "The two slaps weren't heavy... Does that mean this peerless mighty being bears me no malice?" Peerless mighty beings were capricious; Daoist Sanshan only hoped the person was passing through the East Sea and would not linger. "It seems that peerless mighty being made a wish as well?" He had been busy spitting blood just now and had not noticed what wish the mighty being had made. That mighty being was surely someone capable of reaching the heavens; what wish could they possibly need his help with? Daoist Sanshan shook his head and banished the thought. It was most likely done just to toy with him. He had always been cautious in his conduct, knowing full well who he could provoke and who he could not. "Why did I ever get it into my head to cultivate using the power of faith back then?" Daoist Sanshan lamented. If not for that, he would never have ended up in such a sorry state. Master Dingfeng stood at the cave entrance of the core of the ninth-grade spiritual vein, bowing deeply. "Island Master, Second Prince Jiang Zhu of Great Xia has arrived at Penglai Island and wishes to meet you." Daoist Sanshan wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth. In such an irritable mood, how could he be in the frame of mind to see outsiders? He was about to refuse when he suddenly realized that the Second Prince of Great Xia was not from the East Sea, and that peerless master clearly was not from the East Sea either—otherwise, they would have made him vomit blood long ago rather than waiting until today. The greatest variable in the East Sea recently had to be the Second Prince's fleet. Could that peerless master be among the Second Prince's fleet, and had that just been a show of strength to put him in his place? The refusal on the tip of his tongue was abruptly changed. "Then let us go and meet him." *** "Why worship Daoist Sanshan when you have an immortal right here in front of you?!" Furious, the Immortal Fairy slapped Lu Yang's face back and forth with her fish tail, splashing water all over him. "Can this immortal not protect your safety in the East Sea?" To think that she, the Immortal Fairy, was the leader of the Five Immortals, unmatched under the heavens across the ancient era, with prospective worshippers enough to fill an entire planet! And yet Lu Yang ignored her and chose to worship some Daoist Sanshan he had never even heard of before! "Don't be angry, Fairy. It was just to experience the local custom, not real worship," Lu Yang explained, apologizing repeatedly. The Immortal Fairy puffed out her cheeks, crossed her arms, and turned her head away, refusing to acknowledge Lu Yang. Only after Lu Yang coaxed her for a long time did the Immortal Fairy deign to speak to him, though her lips were still pouted. "Worshiping him is useless anyway. As the dignified Second-in-Command of the Immortal Lineage with this immortal backing you, your karmic stature is far higher than his." "For all you know, that bow of yours might have made him cough up blood." Lu Yang was startled by her words. He chuckled sheepishly. "Surely not? Fairy, didn't you also bow to the three patriarchs during the sect celebration back then?" "That's not the same at all! Aside from the fact that this immortal is a guest elder of the Dao Seeking Sect and bowing to the sect's patriarchs is completely fine, those three didn't cultivate using the power of faith either." "Why don't you try bowing to the Third-in-Command when you return to the sect? I guarantee that every time you bow, he'll cough up a mouthful of blood. One bow, one mouthful of blood!" Seeing how serious the Immortal Fairy sounded, Lu Yang felt it would indeed be wiser to bow to fewer people in the future, lest it invite trouble. The Third-in-Command was one thing—possessing a rudimentary Immortal Dao fruit, coughing up a mouthful or two of blood wouldn't hurt him. But if the Penglai Island Master were to vomit blood, Lu Yang certainly couldn't afford the compensation. "The Second Prince's fleet has arrived?" Lu Yang and the others noticed three massive ships docked at Penglai Island. They were exceedingly conspicuous, drawing a crowd of cultivators over to watch. The last time the Great Xia imperial court had visited the East Sea with such fanfare was three hundred years ago, when the new island master of Yingzhou Island ascended. Lu Yang watched the Second Prince disembark, flanked by several attendants who all matched the Body Integration stage cultivators listed in the *List of Body Integration Cultivators of the Great Xia Dynasty* he had purchased during the sect celebration.