In order to live immortal, I changed a martial artist world to a xianxia world

Chapter 37: Zhang Sanfeng Speaks of Immortality

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“He’s standing up!”

“This is truly the power of an immortal!”

“A man whose bones were shattered and who’s been paralyzed for years… healed so quickly?”

The martial artists gathered in the plaza stared in awe as Yu Daiyan, previously bedridden, slowly rose to his feet.

Moments ago, Yu Lianzhou had brought Yu Daiyan to the plaza, carrying him in a litter. In full view of the audience, Zhang Sanfeng began treating him.

In the span of a single incense stick, the impossible happened—Yu Daiyan’s shattered bones were completely healed.

[Incense Stick Duration (Yī Zhù Xiāng, 一炷香): A traditional measurement of time, approximately equivalent to 30 minutes, often used in martial arts and cultivation settings.]

This recovery was nothing short of miraculous. Years ago, the news of Yu Daiyan’s injuries had shaken the entire Ming Dynasty. Zhang Sanfeng himself had tried countless methods to no avail.

But now, after stepping onto the path of immortality, Zhang Sanfeng had accomplished what once seemed impossible.

“Disciple Yu Daiyan greets Master!”

Tears welled in Yu Daiyan’s eyes as he knelt before Zhang Sanfeng. For over a decade, he had resigned himself to a life of immobility. But now, on his master’s 100th birthday, he had been granted a new lease on life.

“Good, good!” Zhang Sanfeng beamed, stepping forward to lift Yu Daiyan to his feet.

Seeing his once-dispirited third disciple renewed with vitality brought deep comfort to Zhang Sanfeng’s heart.

“Master was right!” Song Yuanqiao laughed heartily. “Today truly is a day of fourfold joy for Wudang!”

“Indeed!” chimed in Mo Shenggu. “First, Master’s 100th birthday is cause for celebration. Second, Master’s ascension to the immortal path. Third, Fifth Brother and his wife’s return. And now, Third Brother’s miraculous recovery!”

Their joy was infectious, spreading even to Zhang Sanfeng, who chuckled warmly.

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“Fourfold joy, indeed! Congratulations, Master Zhang!”

“Congratulations to Wudang on such an auspicious day!”

The martial artists in the crowd also voiced their congratulations.

Among the more astute attendees, thoughts churned. It was now clear that Wudang had eclipsed Shaolin as the pinnacle of the martial world. Zhang Sanfeng’s entry into the immortal path ensured Wudang’s dominance for generations to come.

Some began contemplating how they might join Wudang, hoping to increase their own chances of one day treading the path of immortality.

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“Please, everyone, take your seats,” Zhang Sanfeng said, motioning to the tables.

Though many obeyed, their eyes never left Zhang Sanfeng, captivated by the mere presence of a cultivator. For these martial artists, Zhang Sanfeng represented something they had only heard of in myths.

As the crowd settled, one voice broke the silence.

“Master!” Yu Daiyan spoke, his tone filled with wonder, “Is the path of immortality truly so much greater than the martial path?”

His curiosity was mirrored in the eyes of his fellow disciples and the gathered crowd.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly, nodding, “Since you are curious, allow me to share with you the truth of the immortal path.”

The entire plaza fell silent, even the clinking of chopsticks ceasing as everyone focused on Zhang Sanfeng. Even Pu Zhi, his qi sealed and his spirit subdued, strained to listen.

“You are correct,” Zhang Sanfeng began, his voice resonant and clear. “The path of immortality surpasses the martial path in every way, standing far above it…”