Mother Wang's Mushroom Soup That Poisoned the Peerless Transcendent Immortals

"Stop, you don't know anything about this, you don't understand what's going on here, so please don't get involved. Okay, I'm hanging up." Wang Xuan didn't want to continue the conversation.

After all, Fang Yuzhu is a top figure among immortals. Even if she is very magnanimous, the scene of her hearing others mention her marriage is still too "beautiful".

Therefore, Wang Xuan was still somewhat guilty and stopped his parents from saying any more.

"If you dare hang up, we'll come over tonight!" On the other end, Wang Xuan's mother was dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude, angry at his lack of initiative, and felt that he was not proactive enough.

"You don't understand. The extraordinary are not in this Human World. It's very complicated. Mom, Dad, don't say anything more. I'll explain it to you later."

"How could we not understand? Recently, we've been in Ping City with the Relevant Department and we know a lot more about the secrets of the myth than you do."

Wang Xuan didn't want them to take it so seriously. The two of them had no idea about the various mindsets of immortals in the mortal world, and that not everyone would choose to return to the mortal realm.

Mother Wang said, "In this day and age, why bother becoming an immortal or searching for a place of eternal life? Cherishing what you have now is the real thing. When all the splendor fades and the path of immortality withers, one must return to simplicity and authenticity. The ordinary and common are the true roots. You may search for him a thousand times, but suddenly, you turn around and find him, the place of eternal life, right there where the lights are dim."

Wang Xuan stared blankly; his mother was even lecturing him.

"Let me tell you, in this day and age, it's not wrong to pursue the extraordinary, but don't let it get to you," Mother Wang warned.

"I see!"

"What do you know? Most of what you crave, what you're willing to give everything for, what you desperately want to leap forward for, is an illusion, forever unattainable. What you desire, what you obsess over, what you pursue fiercely, becomes increasingly unattainable the closer you get to it. Otherwise, you'll be like that moth, yearning for the light but receiving only fire, burning your soul and body, it wants your life."

Wang Xuan was stunned by his mother's "poisonous chicken soup" and was somewhat dazed. Unintentionally, it touched on part of his own emotional journey.

That everlasting Flower of Eternal Life blurs the line between illusion and reality. In the Land of Nothingness, behind that Meteorite Road, is it truth or falsehood? Is there a real place at all? These are the questions that drive him to yearn, to risk everything, even to be burned by the Red Substance.

He wanted to overcome this calamity, to risk his life, to break through at any cost, all to get closer to the source; he was willing to give everything. But was all his effort like a moth drawn to a flame? He wanted to get closer to the truth, but the other side wanted his life.

At this moment, Wang Xuan was stunned, and a strange feeling arose within him, followed by a sense of horror.

He never considered the true source, whether it might be deadly; he always thought it was a wonderful place, and that once he succeeded, he would have everything.

Fang Yuzhu leaned against the bed reading a book, peaceful and relaxed. Occasionally, she would listen to the conversation between the mother and son and think that in this era, such words were quite interesting and down-to-earth, which made her smile.

However, as Mother Wang's poisonous chicken soup was served, she stopped smiling, put away her long, white legs, and sat cross-legged on the bed. She was also poisoned!

She is an unparalleled fairy who has killed the Demon Emperor, destroyed the Demon Lord, ended all the ancient relics, and ushered in the most glorious era since the Middle Ages. Her strength is supreme.

She has a strong belief that the Myth Will Fade. She is willing to burn her true form, break through the clouds, and Extend Life of the Supernatural World, reshape the world, and never bow down or give up.

But now, those words have a certain impact on her. Is the Supernatural Light Sea that she is willing to jump into really real?

She possessed an unparalleled ambition and a grand vision beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Was the step she was about to take a mistake? Was she like a moth drawn to a flame, seduced by the dazzling brilliance of the sea of light?

"Mom, another bowl of poisonous mushroom soup!" Wang Xuan called to his mother after he had been lost in thought.

"That's the true meaning of life, the light of the soul. Don't ruin it with your careless words. It's fine for you to improve your health, but don't go overboard. Everything should be done in moderation; too much of anything is as bad as too little!"

That night, Wang Xuan drank many bowls of poisonous chicken soup and poisonous mushroom soup, and was actually poisoned. At the last moment, under his mother's criticism, he actually nodded and agreed to start working hard for the sake of marriage.

After hanging up the phone, he reflected that he had been forced into this situation and was extremely annoyed, so he temporarily gave in verbally in order to stop being "drinked soup" (i. e., to avoid further "scratching soup").

"That's a bit strange. Why is she so concerned? She's urged me before, but never like this." Wang Xuan shook his head, not thinking much of it.

His parents told him they would come over in a while!

After entering a meditative state, Fang Yuzhu silently deduced and carefully focused her senses. While she was moved, she also had some other thoughts.

As she pondered, one Dao Body appeared in her mind—legendary figures, vanished individuals, some of whom she had no connection with, once incredibly powerful, but long since disappeared like mist.

Some people had crossed paths with her, and some had even been severely punished by her!

Several days later, Huang Ming and Kong Yun opened their Zh Xian Tea House and invited acquaintances to patronize it.

Wang Xuan didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist Great Immortal Huang's enthusiastic invitation and the subtle hint that Old Zhang and Mingxue had a stake in the deal.

He was quite surprised and found it interesting. The two patriarchs had descended to the mortal realm to act as protectors for others? He decided to go and see what was going on.

When Zhang Daoling and Mingxue received their respective calls, they almost went to Slay Demon. The two warned Huang Ming not to use their name as a pretext to open a shop.

However, the two had no choice but to go over, fearing that Great Immortal Huang and his gang would cause trouble.

The name "Zh Xian Tea House" sounds ethereal. Located in a bustling area of Ancheng, and with the investor behind Huang Ming and Kong Yun pouring money into it, the interior decoration is also quite impressive.

The key point is that Huang Ming and Kong Yun personally participated in planting flowers, grass, and vines, some of which were varieties transported from the main curtain. There were also rare stones and spiritual objects placed there.

This sizable teahouse was decorated like a small fairy cave, with wisps of mist rising from it, which was indeed very attractive.

These days, the tea business is tough, but under Huang Ming and Kong Yun's management, this three-story teahouse has seen a boom in business.

Their main product is "immortal beverages," with keywords such as "immortal health preservation" and "Extend Life."

Those who enter are greeted by exotic flowers, vines, and rare trees. Inhaling the tangible spiritual energy of the teahouse brings a sense of comfort and well-being. It's no wonder it attracts so many visitors and becomes incredibly popular.

"Everyone, don't worry, you can order online and have it delivered to your home. It's the same. We guarantee that it's made from ancient tea trees grown in a fairy cave, and the freshest buds are picked. Every can of tea can be traced back to its exact source, and every leaf was picked by the hands of a fairy."

At the entrance of the teahouse, Huang Ming was promoting his tea and doing a live stream, because the long queue at the entrance seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Of course, he felt that the presentation wasn't good enough, so he used his connections and relationships to invite two beauties Zhou Shiqian and Chen Yan, to support him. The former was a newly debuted singer, and everyone knew that she came from behind the Great Curtain and was quite famous.

"Everyone, please download our Zh Xian Tea House app. It's the only guaranteed source of genuine immortal tea. With just a tap, we deliver to your door, ensuring quality and quantity. It's very convenient."

Upstairs, Zhang Daoling glanced down and felt a toothache. This weasel was really showing off, using all sorts of tricks. He hoped it wasn't trying to fool anyone.

"Are you serious? The tea trees are grown in the celestial realm, and they are all picked by real fairies?" someone asked loudly.

"Of course, after you order, you can scan the anti-counterfeiting code on the tea canister to watch the picking process. Every single tea leaf has been handled by the fairies..."

"Every morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine on the dew, the purest fairies behind the Great Curtain will begin to pick the dew for a quarter of an hour. They will not continue for even a second longer, nor will they collect even a single leaf, because this is the time when all things are at their most vibrant."

"Therefore, the quantity of this tea from the immortal's cave is really limited. We have a purchase limit, and each person can only buy one small can per half month."

"Interesting. This weasel is quite cunning. We might consider taking over his shop," someone remarked casually.

Without a doubt, someone else who is also an extraordinary being has arrived, coming from behind the Great Curtain, and with a significant background.

"This isn't a good idea. We're both fallen immortals; it's not a good look to take away their business like this," someone advised.

"It's just normal capital operation. We won't seize it by force. When they know our strength, Huang Ming will be willing to cooperate. Behind us are Zheng Jueshi's disciples. Besides, we were originally planning to do similar business anyway. Angel Coffee Shop is about to open a store in Old Earth."

"Wait a minute, look over on the third floor, who's that?"

"Zhang Daoling, the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor, Fairy Fang, Wang Xuan? Hmm, forget it, I won't think about these for now. This weasel actually managed to get them to do it."

"Growing in a secluded cave, hand-picked by fairies, how good is this tea? Even the legendary Ancestor Zhang said it was good!" Huang Ming even brought up Old Zhang.

"You ask me who Old Zhang is? He's Zhang Daoling, the patriarch who ranks among the pinnacle of immortals!" Huang Ming's passion went too far, stimulating not only ordinary people but also intimidating many extraordinary individuals.

On the third floor, Old Zhang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. This weasel was really using his name to sell tea. Did he want to be skinned alive? Did he not want his yellow skin anymore?

"Old Zhang said it was good after drinking it?" Wang Xuan chuckled to himself.

Huang Ming and Kong Yun seemed to sense something and realized they had gone too far. They immediately wiped away their cold sweat and ran up to the third floor.

"Ancestor Zhang, Master Ming, Fairy Fang, we have indeed prepared the First Immortal Tea in the Great Curtain!" Huang Ming said, quickly opening the sealed jade jar. Divine light surged from within, and the aroma of tea immediately flowed out, making the three-story teahouse hazy, like a fairyland.

Wang Xuan was moved. Was there really such a fine, immortal tea?

"This is tea that our ancestor Heng Jun bestowed upon us. We've never been willing to drink it, so we're inviting you, our patriarchs, to enjoy it today." Huang Ming put on an apologetic expression, making it difficult for Old Zhang to scold him.

Inside the jade jar, there were not tea leaves, but small fruits, even more translucent than jade. There were only a few, about the size of a fingernail, and each one was a different color. After brewing, the jade pot was like a fairyland, with dreamlike scenery. The aroma rose and intensified the tea fragrance that had been released earlier.

As the Light Mist spread, various wondrous scenes appeared, and the entire three-story building was covered with the aroma of tea and the spectacular sights, which was breathtaking.

"Excellent tea!" Zhang Daoling exclaimed sincerely after taking a sip.

"Even Ancestor Zhang said it was good after drinking it." Nether Blood Sect Ancestor Mingxue laughed heartily.

Zhang Shen displeased, but in the end he didn't get angry. He glared at Huang Ming, and that was the end of it.

Wang Xuan was naturally qualified to taste this tea. After just one sip, his whole body glowed, making him feel like he was floating on air. He was startled, wondering if he was about to break through to the Ten Stages.

This startled him, and he didn't dare to take a second sip. He wanted to savor it first and experience it slowly.

"Tap tap tap..." Zhou Shiqian and Chen Yan also came over. Even though the cult leader was here, they couldn't help but come up to freeload some tea.

Then, Zhou Qinghuang also appeared. As Zhou Shiqian and Fang Yuzhu's college roommate, she came here to support them and is now openly freeloading.

"You mean, this was a gift from Heng Jun to your ancestors?" Wang Xuan asked.

Huang Ming nodded and said, "Yes, everyone in the world knows about the ancient tea tree outside Ancestor Heng Jun's cave. It is the number one tea in the Immortal Realm and has a great reputation."

In order to get closer to Old Zhang and Fang Yuzhu, he went to great lengths, even bringing his family's Rare Strange Item.

Wang Xuan suddenly had an idea. He originally planned to go to the Immortal Realm to secretly kill Zheng Yuantian, but now it seemed that the Heng Jun family was also worth a visit.

He's been preparing for this for days; after some final refinement, it's almost time to put it into action.

Wang Xuan could penetrate the mist rising from the life-soil and enter the grand curtain—a secret unknown to others. He wondered whether he should guide certain people out this time.

To be on the safe side, he felt it was best to keep a low profile.

In any case, he wanted to enter the Immortal Realm. Having been in contact with the Supernatural Domain for so long and having met so many mythical figures, he had not yet truly experienced the Immortal Realm. He wanted to appreciate the magnificent scenery of the soon-to-be-extinguished Immortal Realm.

"Should I go with Sister Fang, or go find the main body of that Little Thing Sword Immortal, or perhaps it would be better to travel alone..." Wang Xuan pondered, considering various possibilities.

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