Shi Hao was completely unaware that he had lifted the Flying Immortal Stone. The scene was utterly silent, yet he remained immersed in his own world.
“This… is there no justice left?!” A group of Celestials gasped in shock, their expressions shifting rapidly. No one from their clan had ever succeeded before, yet this young man before them had effortlessly raised the miraculous stone.
The crowd erupted into chaos. None of the young Celestials could remain composed, their voices rising in a clamor.
Even the dozen or so geniuses from other clans were stunned. Given their close ties to the Celestial Clan, they knew the origins of this stone—it hailed from the Immortal Ancient Era and was said to be immovable.
Now, someone had shattered that belief, lifting the Flying Immortal Stone high above his head with apparent ease.
“Such divine strength!” Even the First-Generation descendant could only stare in awe, exclaiming, “I once managed to lift it, but only a foot off the ground, and only for a brief moment.”
Everyone was dumbfounded, finding it utterly unbelievable.
Mandala’s beautiful eyes widened in shock. She never expected such an outcome—this brat, whom she found insufferably shameless, had actually succeeded!
“Disaster!” she muttered to herself, wanting to flee. She had made a bet with Shi Hao, and now that she had lost, the consequences were unimaginable.
Lotus also paled. What was to be done? Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that this man could truly lift the Immortal Ancient Stone. It felt like a fantasy.
Not long ago, she had been mocking Shi Hao, waiting to see him fail. Yet now, the truth was undeniable.
The two women exchanged glances, sensing impending doom. The thought of their bet made their skin crawl—were they really to become this youth’s dual dao companions?
The mere idea horrified them. They had trapped themselves with their own conditions, which he had effortlessly fulfilled.
Proud and unyielding, they had always rejected the advances of geniuses from various clans. Now, they were to marry the same man?
The thought was worse than death. If word got out, how could they face the world? The humiliation was unbearable!
“By the heavens, someone has lifted the Flying Immortal Stone!”
After a brief uproar in the training grounds, someone shouted, spreading the news far and wide. It was a seismic event, shaking the entire Celestial Clan.
“He actually succeeded?”
Many who hadn’t managed to squeeze into the crowded training grounds stood outside, stunned by the news. The stone, untouched since ancient times, was now being held aloft—an explosive revelation.
“Does this mean the three brightest pearls of our clan will become his dao companions? Heavens, strike me down with lightning!” someone wailed in despair.
The tranquil atmosphere shattered as the crowd boiled over with excitement.
Mandala and Lotus, hearing the murmurs, felt their faces burn. Under the weight of countless stares, they wished they could vanish into the ground.
“What do we do?”
They exchanged helpless glances, finding no solution.
Mandala, clad in fiery red robes that shimmered like burning embers, frowned deeply, her snow-white skin glowing with frustration.
Lotus, pristine in her white attire, was equally unwilling. The thought of becoming that man’s dao companion—and bearing his child in a few years—drove her to the brink of madness.
“Why isn’t he moving? He’s holding that pose!” The crowd buzzed with questions, noticing Shi Hao’s unusual stillness.
It was absurd!
He stood as steady as a boulder, holding the Flying Immortal Stone aloft without strain, as if he could maintain the pose indefinitely.
“How is this possible? Lifting it alone is a feat—how can he sustain it for so long?”
Everyone was baffled, as if witnessing a ghost.
“Hey, maybe he’s been petrified, leaving only an empty shell behind,” someone muttered.
Mandala and Lotus perked up at this, secretly hoping for some mishap that would nullify their bet.
“His breathing is steady, his blood qi dormant like a dragon in the abyss—he’s at his peak,” someone concluded.
“Is this a deliberate provocation?” the First-Generation descendant from another clan wondered aloud.
Mandala and Lotus studied Shi Hao, growing increasingly irritated. The brat had even closed his eyes, looking utterly serene—how infuriating!
“Silence!” An elder arrived, only to gasp in shock upon learning the situation, standing dumbfounded.
True God Qixia was the first to arrive. With the Ancient Ancestor in seclusion and the Celestial Gods aiding Yun Xi in fusing with the Destiny Stone, the True Gods were handling clan affairs.
“He actually succeeded?!” Even a True God was stunned, waves of shock crashing through his heart.
This was no small matter—it would surely startle the Celestial Gods into emerging from seclusion for details. It was beyond belief.
“He’s putting on such a show! Why won’t he put the stone down? He might exhaust himself to death!” Mandala fumed.
“Wait—he’s in a state of enlightenment. Do not disturb him,” True God Qixia warned gravely, forbidding anyone from approaching.
This only fueled the envy. Countless eyes fixed on Shi Hao, burning with jealousy.
“Lotus, Mandala, what do you think of this youth? His feat surpasses all our clan’s past sages,” Elder Qixia sighed.
The two girls fell silent. The boy was undeniably extraordinary, but recalling his earlier arrogance, they couldn’t stomach it.
“It’s a nightmare!” Mandala spat bluntly.
“Guard him!” True God Qixia ordered, dispersing the crowd and standing watch herself.
An hour later, Shi Hao finally opened his eyes.
He sighed softly. The Heavenly Hand technique was far too complex—mastering it would take time. He couldn’t grasp it all at once.
Now that he had exited his state of enlightenment, would he get another chance?
“Wait… how did I lift the Flying Immortal Stone?” Shi Hao was baffled, realizing his current state. In truth, he hadn’t lifted it—the stone had resonated with his divine patterns and risen on its own.
The onlookers were speechless.
“By the heavens, if I’ve lifted it, does that mean I really have to marry those two flowers?” He was frantic. He had planned to escape, to fail deliberately—how had things come to this?
Everyone stared, wondering if he was feigning modesty after his triumph.
No one believed his words, thinking he was gloating to humiliate the two peerless beauties.
Mandala flared up instantly. “What do you mean by that? Are you mocking us?” She longed to thrash this insufferable brat.
“I really didn’t mean to lift it!” Shi Hao protested, feeling trapped in the city and speaking his mind.
But to the crowd, his words reeked of arrogance.
The young elites of the Celestial Clan glared, convinced he was belittling them.
“You—” Lotus, usually serene, was also incensed. She and Mandala itched to bite him.
The dozen or so geniuses from other clans were speechless. They had come to propose to the Celestial Clan’s maidens, only for this wildcard to upstage them all.
The incident sent shockwaves through Celestial City. Shi Hao, who had wanted to remain low-key, became the center of attention after lifting the stone.
Had the clan’s higher-ups not been occupied, Shi Hao would have been summoned for questioning.
Over the next two days, his lakeside residence saw a constant stream of visitors, including former rivals.
One fact seemed inevitable: Shi Hao would likely become the dao companion of the two pearls.
As for Yun Xi, her fate was uncertain. Having fused with the Destiny Stone, she was under the Ancient Celestial’s personal guidance—no outsider could interfere.
Mandala and Lotus were miserable, the thought of marrying Shi Hao driving them to despair.
Recalling their taunts and the bet they’d made, they burned with shame. In the end, they had gambled and lost—themselves.
They regretted their impulsiveness bitterly.
“No! I refuse! Even if he’s strong, he’s insufferable—so shameless! Living with him would be torture!” Mandala declared.
She and Lotus conspired, mobilizing all their resources to overturn their fate.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao sought permission from True God Qixia to meditate before the Flying Immortal Stone continuously.
“What? They’re summoning me?” Shi Hao was surprised when a messenger arrived, inviting him to meet the two maidens.
After some thought, he agreed and followed.
“Hunting and herb gathering?” Shi Hao was intrigued. Upon arriving at a cave abode, the girls proposed an excursion.
This was the annual season for the herb garden and beast grounds to open, allowing the clan’s youth to hunt and gather.
Shi Hao’s spirits lifted. This was his chance—the girls hadn’t given up, and neither would he.
Their influence was formidable. Within a day, Shi Hao and a group of youths left Celestial City for the vast mountain range below.
The hunt and gathering proceeded normally—until Shi Hao was led to a chasm’s edge.
“Rumor has it there’s a spatial node below, leading to ruins from the Immortal Ancient Era. The Flying Immortal Stone was found there,” Mandala explained.
Shi Hao sensed it—there was indeed a spatial rift below!
This might be his last chance to escape.
Using his dual-pupil vision, Shi Hao didn’t wait for Mandala and Lotus to finish their persuasion. He leaped into the chasm, declaring, “I’ll investigate!”
The girls and their entourage were stunned. Had the fool really fallen for their trap so easily?
But a divine chain snapped out, yanking Shi Hao back before he could vanish into the abyss.
A figure appeared—Celestial God Qi Tuo, who had brought Shi Hao back from the Bloody Plains.
“Young friend, it’s too dangerous below,” he said with a smile, casting a meaningful glance at Mandala and Lotus, who lowered their heads guiltily.
The group was escorted back to Celestial City, leaving both the girls and Shi Hao bitterly disappointed.
Qi Tuo’s emergence signaled the return of the clan’s higher-ups.
He upheld the bet between Shi Hao and the two maidens, decreeing they would soon become dao companions.
“Heavens!” The girls paled, cursing their folly. They had truly shot themselves in the foot.
Moreover, Qi Tuo made an unspoken decision—appointing Shi Hao as the Celestial Clan’s young-generation guardian. This meant he would one day guard the entire clan.
A guardian’s authority was second only to the clan leader’s.
Qi Tuo’s favoritism shocked even some True Gods, who voiced objections. His response was curt: “Can you hear the Flying Immortal Stone’s dao chants? They contain an Immortal Scripture!”
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“Wait on him? Serve him tea?!” Mandala exploded. The idea of tending to Shi Hao’s daily needs with Lotus was outrageous.
It was beyond humiliation—was this how they won him over?
Recently, Shi Hao had been granted special permission to take the Flying Immortal Stone to his residence, meditating and cultivating with it daily.
This caused an uproar within the clan, even among outsiders.
“This man must be retained—he’s worth the effort,” Celestial God Qi Tuo declared, urging Mandala and Lotus to cooperate.
Grudgingly, they obeyed, arriving at the lakeside to attend to Shi Hao.
“Oh? Here so soon? Eager to wed?” Shi Hao teased, adding sotto voce, “So impatient—how unladylike.”
They nearly clawed his face off. The audacity!
“Ancestor, what lies within the Flying Immortal Stone?” True God Qixia asked Qi Tuo, curious about his excessive favor toward Shi Hao.
“It contains—the Immortal Linglong,” Qi Tuo answered gravely.
“What’s that?”
“A supreme scripture from the Immortal Ancient Era, capable of inscribing dao scriptures.”
“What?!” Qixia was stunned. This was a priceless treasure! But why hadn’t their own people deciphered it?
“The Immortal Linglong holds no inherent teachings. Only when nourished by immortal qi or undying essence does it resonate with heaven and earth, revealing a scripture.”
Qixia was dumbfounded. “So… he triggered an Immortal Scripture?”
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