Invincible At The Start

Chapter 210, Brother Jiang, Brother Mo, and Chen Changan Is My Dad

Translator: Tamon

Translation Checker: Silavin

Mo Wentian couldn’t care less Qin Xiuwen and Fa Tian duked it out.

Though he did entertain the hope of Qin Xiuwen offing Fa Tian and ridding him of one giant headache. But judging by the fight, he didn’t have such luck.

“Curses, just you wait, Fa Tian. One day I’ll kill you myself.” Having barely survived certain death, running was the best and only option.

Taking a recovery pill, Mo Wentian strained to get out of there.

Crossing a few mountains, Mo Wentian’s face was paler than before. His healing slow, his flesh in agony, like it’s about to burst.

He had to sit against a tree and pant for breath.

The one-eyed old man sounded in his mind. “The secret soul art took a heavy toll on me as well and won’t wake for a few days. Your body, also, suffers the blowback from using it and needs to recover. Any danger you might face in the coming days, you’ll have to overcome it alone.”

“And how am I supposed to run when I can’t even move from pain?” Mo Wentian groaned, helpless as he could only heal where he slumped.

Just then,

Mo Wentian caught a plain youth passing by.

His eyes shone and called out.

“Fellow Daoist, a moment of your time!”

…

Chen Changan had the Absolute Domain on his side, able to detect everything and anything within its borders, including the flashy battle between Qin Xiuwen and Fa Tian.

But since the two were just Immortal Domain geniuses, well within the terms he had with Qin Huoshui, Chen Changan didn’t involve himself, opting to watch from the sidelines on his way to Glorious Heaven City.

Outside of his expectations, however, was the sudden calling to his now beyond-inconspicuous persona.

He paused and looked at Mo Wentian. Chen Changan knew of Mo Wentian’s previous fight, being an omniscient observer and all.

He figured Mo Wentian was cooked, but then he went and crashed near Qin Xiuwen, getting him to fight his battles for him and escape with his life.

He had to admit that Mo Wentian’s luck was damn good.

He chuckled, “Fellow Daoist, what is it?”

Mo Wentian was pale as paper, unable to heal despite all the pills he took.

It had less to do with Fa Tian’s punch, and more linked with the old man’s secret soul art. He couldn’t even twitch in his state. He could only depend on the kindness of strangers to reach safer pastures.

Mo Wentian strained to take out a hundred top spirit stones.

“Fellow Daoist, take me somewhere safe and these will be yours.”

Chen Changan frowned. Top spirit stones were something he received the first time as well to get his help. [Though a hundred top Immortal Stones would’ve been a tad better.]

Chen Changan shook his head. “Not interested.”

Mo Wentian raged inside. [The hell does that mean? These are a hundred top spirit stones here!]

[Top! Not low, not mid, TOP! And a plainer than plain Golden Core cultivator couldn’t care less of ’em?]

As Chen Changan walked away, Mo Wentian rushed to keep him.

Who knew, maybe Fa Tian and Qin Xiuwen’s fight might not end in his favor and Fa Tian would come to finish him off. “Fellow Daoist, let’s be reasonable. Take me to safety and I’ll match any price you might have. I won’t even haggle.

“I’ll say it again. I only need Fellow Daoist to take me to safety and a pile of spirit stones will be yours. Aren’t you interested?”

“Nope.” Chen Changan walked on without missing a step.

“Fellow Daoist!” Mo Wentian panicked.

It’d be a miracle if he found another passing cultivator in this remote area.

Mo Wentian sighed, having come to a decision. “Fellow Daoist, do you know of my connection with Absolute Dominator Chen Changan, the supreme existence living on Soaring Immortal Mountain?

“I’ll be honest here. He is my dad.”

Chen Changan paused, looking back at him.

Mo Wentian felt pride. [Bro, I refuse to believe there’s anyone in Myriad Mountains who doesn’t fear him.]

[Name-dropping always works. I’ll have you drop me off somewhere safe, but I’ll also reward you.]

Mo Wentian was a sharp guy, knowing how to prey on people’s doubts and beliefs.

He also took out a couple secret treasures which he learned to be Immortal Equipment from the one-eyed old man.

Mo Wentian believed this proof would seal the lie. Who else but the supreme existence on Soaring Immortal Mountain would have such godlike items? Not to mention so many of them.

“Fellow Daoist, are you certain that existence is your dad?” Chen Changan asked.

Mo Wentian smiled and took out the many secret treasures he had.

The items glittered in an immortal sparkle, practically begging to be taken. Any other cultivator would’ve been struck dumb.

“Fellow Daoist, my dad gave me one every year. Now I’m sixteen, making that sixteen Immortal Equipment.

“Is there anyone else beside dad that could give me so many?”

Chen Changan’s mouth twitched. [Dad this, dad that… You’re being to liberal here.]

[Though I’d believe it myself if I wasn’t me.]

Mo Wentian waved and took all the items back, knowing when to keep his wealth hidden. He wouldn’t have done that with a stronger cultivator, that was for sure.

“Fellow Daoist, take me to safety and sow karma. How may I call you, Fellow Daoist?”

“Jiang Xiaobai.”

“I am Mo Wentian. As you are older, Fellow Daoist, I shall call you Brother Jiang.

“With my dad in seclusion on Soaring Immortal Mountain, unaware of the peril I’m in, I’ll put in a good word with Dad when I get back to take you as a disciple. You may be at the Golden Core Stage, but I guarantee you’ll be ascending in no time.”

Mo Wentian’s high-class act left Chen Changan amazed.

Alas, Chen Changan had since become immune to them, dabbing in them himself. Though he had to admit, Mo Wentian’s shamelessness might even give Wu Ming’s a run for its money. Chen Changan decided to have some fun with him.

“Then I shall call you Brother Mo.”

Mo Wentian perked up. [I’m saved.]

“Greetings, Brother Jiang. Where is Brother Jiang going?”

“After staying in the mountains these days, I’ve been feeling excited today and want to visit Glorious Heaven City for entertainment. Would Brother Mo like to join me?”

Mo Wentian’s eyes shone.

“Entertainment is what I’m an expert at. I’ll definitely come.”

Myriad Mountains were dangerous for him right now, and with the disciple contest four days away, he’d just go to Glorious Heaven City.

He bet never in a million years would Fa Tian think he would go back. A pity he wouldn’t get to cultivate in the Immortal Land as a consequence.

Mo Wentian struggled to get up from the tree he leaned on. “Brother Jiang could you lend me a hand?”