First Steps into the Secular World

Zhang Hupan softly recited a few incantations, then pointed his index finger forward and softly uttered, "Open." The mystical mist dispersed, and the scene below the mountain instantly became clear. A group of tourists was enthusiastically standing on the "Dressing Table," admiring all the peaks of Wudang Mountain. "This is the mortal world!" Zhang Hupan said, turning to give the beast demons a deep look. He waved his hand, and in an instant, he vanished before the eyes of the demons. The valley returned to its original state, except it was now missing one Taoist priest.

A Taoist priest appeared out of thin air at the foot of the mountain path leading to Yuzhen Palace. This Taoist priest was our protagonist, Zhang Hupan. He looked up at Yuzhen Palace on the mountaintop, then at the stream of tourists beside him. Zhang Hupan thought to himself, "This is probably where Master first cultivated! Master said Wudang's main headquarters is in Yuzhen Palace, and there's also a statue of Master there. I might as well go up and take a look with these tourists! And see how Wudang has developed." So, Zhang Hupan identified a tour group named "Qingshan" and quietly followed behind them. Feeling the vital energy emanating from the surrounding crowd, Zhang Hupan couldn't help but shake his head, thinking, "So this is mortal life force. No wonder Master said people usually don't live past 100 years old."

Since it was summer, the weather was quite hot. They had only reached the halfway point when everyone in the "Qingshan" tour group could no longer walk. They all sat down wearily on clean steps or rocks, then grabbed their water bottles and desperately poured water into their mouths! Seeing them stop, Zhang Hupan, despite the sunlight no longer posing any harm to him, habitually found a shady spot to sit down. He also took the opportunity to listen to the tourists' idle chatter. To Zhang Hupan now, everything the tourists said was so novel, even their clothing surprised him.

So Zhang Hupan sat in the shade, quietly listening to them chat and discreetly observing this group of humans who felt both familiar and strange to him. Suddenly, Zhang Hupan's eyes lit up. He noticed two very beautiful girls standing under a large tree to his upper right. Both were wearing rather transparent floral plaid T-shirts and very short denim shorts. Their slender thighs and tantalizing figures left endless room for imagination. Although Zhang Hupan was already over a hundred years old, having lived deep in the mountains since childhood, he had never seen such a dazzling scene. His Taoist heart, cultivated for a hundred years, actually stirred slightly. "Could these be women? Their thighs look so beautiful, and those prominent mounds on their chests, why are they so strange? They're actually making my heart race a little! No wonder Master told me to descend the mountain to cultivate. These women of the secular world have almost made my Taoist heart falter. It seems I really need to strengthen my Taoist cultivation!"

As Zhang Hupan pondered, he kept glancing at the two girls in front of him, especially the slightly more mature one on the right, who was taller, with an oval face, cherry lips, and appeared to be around 24 or 25 years old. In fact, it wasn't just Zhang Hupan who was looking at the two girls; many other men in the group were also secretly peeking at them, especially a rather handsome young man in a casual white short-sleeved shirt. His eyes would occasionally sweep over their bare, slender thighs before reluctantly looking away, swallowing hard. Although Lin Ling and Zhao Liya knew many men in the group were staring at them, especially that young man who thought he was handsome and stuck to them like a shadow, they had shown him a trick. Now, that young man only dared to steal glances from afar. But unexpectedly, a plain-looking Taoist priest who had joined them midway was shamelessly looking them up and down, sometimes staring at their chests for a long time. If their elders hadn't warned them that Wudang Mountain was a mix of dragons and snakes, with hidden masters emerging, and if Lin Ling hadn't hinted at it several times, Zhao Liya would have already gone up and beaten Zhang Hupan.

Poor Zhang Hupan had no idea he had been despised thousands of times in the hearts of the two beautiful women before him. He was still curiously observing these legendary women. He even secretly compared different parts of their bodies with his own, concluding that women's bodies were weaker than men's, but their pectoral muscles were more developed. "I wonder if their lower bodies are the same as men's?" A strange thought suddenly popped into Zhang Hupan's mind. His eyes uncontrollably drifted to the parts women could least tolerate.

Zhao Liya could no longer control her anger and stood up indignantly. Lin Ling was also a bit annoyed by the young Taoist priest in front of them and no longer stopped Zhao Liya. Poor Zhang Hupan was still internally debating whether to use his Heavenly Eye to investigate when he suddenly felt a killing intent. Although this killing intent couldn't really be called killing intent for someone at the Nascent Soul stage, Zhang Hupan still looked at the younger, more petite woman approaching him with murderous intent, utterly bewildered. Having never interacted with women before, Zhang Hupan felt a flutter of panic as Zhao Liya got closer, his fair face flushing slightly.

Seeing Zhang Hupan's flustered appearance, Zhao Liya mistook it for guilt and an attempt to escape. She unconsciously quickened her pace, rushed to Zhang Hupan's front, and quickly reached out to grab his neck. Although Zhang Hupan was ignorant of the world, he could distinguish between someone attacking him and someone embracing him. He saw his body move like soft silk, gently drifting with the palm strike, dodging Zhao Liya's attack. The movement flashed by like lightning. To outsiders, it looked as if Zhao Liya had inexplicably rushed in front of Zhang Hupan and then fiercely punched the air above Zhang Hupan's shoulder. Only Lin Ling and the young man in white knew that Zhao Liya had encountered someone formidable. The young man in white had also practiced a bit, but Zhao Liya had subdued him with just a light grab like that. Yet, the Taoist priest before them stood there as if nothing had happened, which could only mean the Taoist was also a master.

Zhao Liya's move, which she thought was foolproof, was easily dodged by the stinky Taoist in front of her. Not only that, but he was also smiling at her, which made her feel incredibly frustrated. So, Zhao Liya changed her technique and used the Zhao Family Eighteen Fist Techniques. The Zhao Family Eighteen Fist Techniques were created by Zhao Liya's ancestor, Zhao Kuangyi. When practiced to its peak, it could shatter incredibly hard granite. Although Zhao Liya had only reached the fifth level, still a considerable distance from the ninth, her punches could already break several bricks. In the eyes of mortals, that was already very impressive. However, it was unfortunate that Zhao Liya had encountered a legendary immortal of this world today, and a very powerful one at that.

When Zhao Liya unleashed "Qi Tun Shan He" with full dominance, she felt a gentle force wrap around her fist, preventing her from advancing even an inch. Even though Zhao Liya exerted all her strength, her face turning red, her fist remained motionless. Lin Ling knew Zhao Liya's capabilities and realized she had encountered a true master. She quickly stepped forward and said, "Young master, please be merciful. My sister Liya offended you without knowing her limits. I apologize to you here!"

"Sister Lin, there's no need to apologize to this pervert! Hurry up the mountain and ask Uncle Song to teach this stinky Taoist a lesson!" Zhao Liya stomped her feet, tears welling up in her eyes, and glared fiercely at Zhang Hupan.

"Miss, you can let your sister go, but don't let her hit me anymore! What does 'pervert' mean? And tell your sister not to call me a stinky Taoist. Am I smelly?" Zhang Hupan looked at Lin Ling with a confused expression.

Looking at Zhang Hupan's earnest and wronged expression, especially his clear eyes, Lin Ling, who had seen many people, knew it wasn't an act. So, Lin Ling nodded and said, "Alright, I promise my sister will not attack you or call you names anymore! But, but you can't look at us so rudely."

Zhang Hupan was stunned. So, staring at girls was impolite. Perhaps staring at girls continuously made one a pervert! Understanding this, Zhang Hupan felt even more flustered. He deeply regretted his rash behavior and quickly withdrew the divine power that was restraining Zhao Liya. He didn't dare to use his flying spells, as that would be too astonishing. He could only blush and flee towards the mountaintop in a hurry. (To be continued)