A General of the Starting Point Orphanage

When Fang Yu realized he had transmigrated and understood his current situation, he realized one very important thing: the Starting Point Orphanage was missing a general.

Fang Yu.

Male.

Sixteen years old.

The Great Primordial World.

Great Li Dynasty.

Son of the head of the Fang Family in Dragon Deepwater Province.

Divine Strength Realm!

This was his current identity. He had parents and sisters, but no brothers, which meant the brothers at the Starting Point Orphanage were missing a general.

What a pity!

What a lament!

What a sorrow!

But what mattered now was: hug the big thigh!

That's right, the big thigh!

The thigh of a guaranteed Heavenly Monarch—should he hug it or not?

As the saying goes: a sycophant, a sycophant, lick until the end and you shall have everything.

He couldn't guarantee anything else, but hugging Fang Han's thigh would absolutely not result in a loss or being deceived.

However, before that, he had to confirm one thing.

A golden finger!

He prayed now that he wasn't a general of the orphanage who lacked a golden finger.

That wouldn't do; otherwise, he would have to consider whether to manually turn himself into an orphanage general.

"System!"

"Old man!"

Before his voice faded, a white light surged from within his body. The next moment, Fang Yu and the white light vanished from the room together.

Red Water Peak was the mountain with a waterfall located on Colorful Cloud Mountain, the base of the Seven Mysteries Sect. Because it was in a remote area, the disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect usually did not appear here.

They needed to diligently practice martial arts every day; where would they find the time to play around? Martial arts would regress if not advanced—this was the first lesson for disciples entering the Seven Mysteries Sect.

Once their martial arts regressed, they wouldn't be far from leaving the Seven Mysteries Sect.

Currently, the strongest person in the Seven Mysteries Sect was not the sect leader, nor the three reclusive supreme elders, but the current master of Red Water Peak: Fang Yu.

As soon as this person climbed the mountain, he defeated the sect leader and many elders, and repelled the combined force of the three supreme elders in ten moves. He possessed the supreme divine strength to wipe out the entire Seven Mysteries Sect single-handedly.

Yet he did not do so, instead arranging for the entire sect to find him one thing: a small, dark green bottle.

As long as it was found, gold, silver, jewelry, and martial arts manuals would be theirs in abundance.

If anyone dared to hide it, after witnessing Fang Yu shatter a ten-thousand-jin boulder with one palm and step on flying swallows to move like the wind, no one dared to harbor such thoughts anymore.

At the summit of Red Water Peak stood a newly built courtyard, featuring corridors, pavilions, waterside structures, rockeries, flowing water, green bamboo, and lush forests.

In the courtyard pavilion, Fang Yu lay on a rattan chair, while a sixteen-year-old beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, dressed in green, massaged and served him from behind.

Fang Yu had not expected that he could enter the world of A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality at any time.

Most crucially, the flow of time in the Mortal World was much faster than in the The Great Primordial World.

Through experimentation, he found that for every month he spent in the Mortal World, only one hour passed in the The Great Primordial World.

With his cultivation time being so much longer than others, he naturally couldn't let such a good thing pass him by.

Moreover, since he had come to the world of A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality, the Heaven-Palm Bottle must be obtained.

As for the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall in the Immortal World or the future Heavenly Venerable Han, for someone like him who was a guaranteed Heavenly Monarch, there was no need to care.

Right now, the Heaven-Palm Bottle still had significant use for him.

The ability to ripen spiritual herbs, he remembered, was something that only possessed by Dao artifacts or supreme wood-attribute divine abilities in the The Great Primordial World.

Therefore, he had to obtain it, which was why he had subdued the entire Seven Mysteries Sect with absolute strength while tossing them a few martial arts manuals collected by the Fang Family.

He understood the logic of the carrot and the stick.

Even if they were just manuals casually collected by the Fang Family, they shocked the upper echelons of the Seven Mysteries Sect, making them even more convinced of Fang Yu.

That was why they had sent the most beautiful disciple of the Seven Mysteries Sect, Zhang Xiuer, to serve Fang Yu.

"How long has it been? Have you still not found it?" Fang Yu opened his mouth to eat a fruit similar to a grape, his expression impatient.

The efficiency of the Seven Mysteries Sect really disappointed him; a full half-month had passed, and they still hadn't found the Heaven-Palm Bottle.

He was currently only in the Divine Strength Realm and needed a large amount of precious medicinal herbs to temper his body, strengthen his flesh, tendons, and bones, making his physical body increasingly powerful until he could convert his mental energy into mana, thereby breaking through to the Supernatural Realm and becoming comparable to the cultivators of this world.

It was precisely for this reason that he dared not go to the cultivation world yet; he was only at the fifth level of the Physical Realm, the Divine Strength Realm, and going to the cultivation world might result in death.

It was better to find the Heaven-Palm Bottle first; once found, he could cultivate herbs of sufficient age.

Don't look at the Fang Family as the number one family in Dragon Deepwater Province; in reality, the herbs used by family disciples to temper their bodies were at most a hundred years old, and only a few could enjoy that treatment.

Why? Because in the The Great Primordial World, thousand-year spiritual herbs were already sentient, similar to the Nine-Twist Ginseng of the Mortal World.

The levels of the two worlds were vastly different. To put it bluntly, as long as cultivators didn't appear, his Divine Strength Realm alone was enough to sweep through the entire martial arts world of the Yue Kingdom, so there was naturally nothing to worry about.

Right now, Han Li hadn't entered the sect yet, so the probability of obtaining the Heaven-Palm Bottle was still high. As for whether someone would hide it, although it was possible, he had already displayed the heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power of a god or demon in this world, so presumably, no one would dare to take such a huge risk.

Furthermore, he had required them to search in groups of three or five to minimize the chance of concealment.

"Reporting to Young Master, the sect leader has been sending disciples to search for the green bottle you want these past few days. I hope you can grant us more time."

Hearing Fang Yu's impatient words, Zhang Xiuer felt a jolt of alarm in her heart. A look of panic appeared on her pretty face as she knelt down, kowtowing and pleading.

Seeing this, Fang Yu suddenly felt as if he had fallen, but it felt really good.

"Fine, get up! Remember, if you still can't find what this young master wants, there will be no need for this Seven Mysteries Sect to exist."

Fang Yu's tone was cold and emotionless.

"Yes, Xiuer understands."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiuer's delicate body trembled as she quickly replied.

She felt not a shred of affection for the Fang Yu before her, but rather endless fear.

Even though Fang Yu's appearance was the best she had ever seen in her life, the thought of him acting like a god or demon, shattering a ten-thousand-jin boulder with one palm, filled her with dread.

Because if Fang Yu wished, her life would be ended in a single thought.

"Hmm! Get up."

As for Zhang Xiuer, the goddess in the hearts of the younger generation of the Seven Mysteries Sect, Fang Yu had no interest at all; she wasn't even as good as the original owner's bed-warming maid.

But it was only for warming the bed; she couldn't do anything else, or the maid would surely die.

Before reaching the Divine Courage Realm or the age of twenty, he was not allowed to lose his virginity, as it would affect his potential.

And he was definitely going to join the Eclosion Sect, but he had to break through to the Divine Courage Realm first to have a chance.

Therefore, this Heaven-Palm Bottle must be obtained, and Fang Han's thigh must be hugged tightly. This was the thigh of a guaranteed Heavenly Monarch; how could he miss it?

For a guaranteed Heavenly Monarch, it was no shame.

"Thank you, Young Master."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Zhang Xiuer breathed a slight sigh of relief. She carefully patted her chest, stood up, and bowed.

Only then did she resume massaging and serving Fang Yu, feeding him fruit, making him feel quite comfortable.

While Fang Yu enjoyed Zhang Xiuer's gentle service, the entire Seven Mysteries Sect was also searching for the Heaven-Palm Bottle.

Gold, silver, jewelry, and martial arts manuals—nothing was more attractive than these.

As night fell, after Zhang Xiuer warmed Fang Yu's bed, she bid him farewell and left Red Water Peak, intending to tell the Seven Mysteries Sect leader what Fang Yu had said during the day.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, just a few steps down the mountain, Zhang Xiuer's foot hit something, causing her intense pain. She curled up on the ground, hugging her legs, and began to whimper softly.

Mist clouded her bright eyes, and crystal-clear tears flowed down as if they were free, as if she wanted to vent all the bitterness and grievances of these past few days.

Although Fang Yu hadn't bullied her, how could a girl of only ten-plus years not be terrified when facing such a terrifying monster every day?

Yet even so, she had to put on a gentle smile every day to serve Fang Yu; she dared not tell anyone about the bitterness within.

The sharp pain from her foot was just a trigger; this bit of pain was much smaller than the fear and suffering she had endured these past few days.

"Xiuer, why are you crying?"

She didn't know how much time had passed, but as the crying subsided and Zhang Xiuer prepared to stand up, a rather gentle and familiar voice sounded behind her.

It scared her so much that she jumped up immediately. With red eyes, she turned to look at Fang Yu, who had appeared behind her at some point. She stammered, trembling and stuttering.

"Yo... Young Master, please forgive me, I... I..."

"Alright, say no more. I don't blame you. From now on, you don't need to continue serving me."

Having scared the little girl like this, Fang Yu felt embarrassed while also beginning to doubt his own appearance. He remembered he wasn't ugly! He was definitely a rare, handsome man in this world.

"Young Master, Xiuer absolutely did not mean that."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Zhang Xiuer was struck by lightning, her expression changing drastically as she quickly explained.

"Just now, my shoe hit something, and the pain was unbearable, which is why I cried out."

After she finished speaking, her bright eyes, which had just stopped, became misty and teary again, as if they would fall at any moment.

"What did you say? Your foot hit something?"

Hearing this, Fang Yu's expression changed, and he quickly confirmed.

"Yes, yes, right here..."

Zhang Xiuer reached out to point at the spot, as if she had just grabbed onto a lifeline.

But her face turned pale when she realized the fallen leaves on the ground were all a monotonous, withered yellow. She could not find her target amidst the chaotic pile of leaves at all.

"Young Master, I..."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuer started to say something else, but Fang Yu waved his hand to stop her, then picked up a decent-looking branch from the ground.

Immediately, the blood in his body surged, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and a powerful aura roared forth.

At that moment, Zhang Xiuer felt as if the branch in Fang Yu's hand had transformed into a world-shaking treasure sword. Under her shocked gaze, the "sword" in his hand swept toward the ground she had pointed at like a dragon churning the seas.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a powerful sword qi swept across the land, clearing away all the withered yellow leaves on the ground.

Swish, swish, swish!

Suddenly, piercing sounds of air being torn apart erupted. The fragile, withered leaves scattered like sharp blades.

Thud, thud, thud!

They all embedded themselves into the nearby tree trunks. This scene made Zhang Xiuer experience Fang Yu's strength once again, but for some reason, she felt no fear or terror, only a growing sense of admiration and awe.

"So it was here. No wonder I couldn't find it. Haha."

Just as Zhang Xiuer was stunned into silence by the scene before her, Fang Yu's sudden laughter brought her back to her senses.

By then, there was already something new in Fang Yu's hand.

It was a round, bottle-shaped object with a slender neck. The surface was covered in mud, turning it a dull, earthy gray that hid its original color entirely.

Fang Yu opened his mouth and exhaled a burst of energy as sharp as a blade, blowing away the caked-on mud in an instant to reveal its true appearance.

The bottle was a beautiful, lustrous green, adorned with exquisite, dark green leaf-shaped patterns. A small, delicate stopper tightly sealed the mouth of the bottle.

"Is this the treasure you were looking for, Young Master?"

Zhang Xiuer gathered her courage, her expression nervous as she asked in a cautious, low voice.

"That's right. Tell your sect master that there is no need to have people search anymore; the item has been found. As for the gold and silver jewelry promised to him, I will have it sent over in a few days. Regarding the martial arts manuals, tell him to send someone over with some blank paper, and I will transcribe them from memory for him."

With the Heaven-Palm Bottle in hand, Fang Yu was naturally in high spirits, and he offered what he considered to be a kind and amiable smile.

Gold and silver were easy; the two worlds were identical, and as a young master of the Fang Family, he had more than enough to spare.

The Fang Family was not lacking in wealth, but martial arts manuals were a different story. If he handed over too many at once, even he would face trouble, so he could only transcribe the techniques he had learned and give them to the Seven Mysteries Sect.

"And Xiuer, you have performed a great service this time. What do you want? Gold and silver, or martial arts manuals?"

Naturally, Fang Yu had not forgotten his greatest contributor, the girl standing before him.

"I wish to serve you for the rest of my life, Young Master. I only hope you do not find me too plain."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Zhang Xiuer still felt some fear in her heart, but it was much better than before, which gave her the courage to make this request.

"Serve me for life? Weren't you quite afraid of me earlier?"

Fang Yu said playfully.

At these words, Zhang Xiuer lowered her head, not daring to speak.

"Fine! Then you can stay at Red Water Peak from now on."

Seeing this, Fang Yu stopped teasing her and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Young Master! I will go inform the sect master and the others right away."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiuer lifted her tear-stained, flushed face, bowed gracefully, and said happily.

"Wash your face before you go, or they might think I did something to you."

Fang Yu suppressed a laugh and offered a reminder.

Before he even finished speaking, Zhang Xiuer's face turned bright red. She let out a soft "mm" and ran off shyly.

Watching her go, Fang Yu looked down at the Heaven-Palm Bottle in his hand, his heart filled with joy.

This Heaven-Palm Bottle could do more than just ripen spiritual herbs; it also contained the laws of time, which would be of great benefit to his future cultivation and comprehension of the laws.