Chapter 23: Awakening of Power
Looking at Grandpa Zhang's increasingly old face, Rongyao couldn't bear to deceive him. "Grandpa Zhang, I know this secret recipe is not fake, and I came today to tell you that I have actually succeeded in cultivating it." When Grandpa Zhang heard that he had succeeded, he excitedly grabbed Rongyao's shoulders with both hands and shook them repeatedly, asking "Really? Really?" Rongyao saw Grandpa Zhang's excited appearance and nodded vigorously.
Grandfather Zhang held the secret book with excitement, tears streaming down his face. He then asked: "How did you refine it? Is there some kind of secret inside?" Rongyao shook his head: "There's no secret, I was just practicing last night when a huge power suddenly appeared in my body, I don't know how it came about." Rongyao couldn't tell him about the power of need, so he could only say that he had successfully practiced the secret book.
"When I cultivated it, when I looked at that secret book, I understood that this is not a martial arts secret book." "What is it?" Grandfather Zhang asked anxiously. "This is an elementary cultivation method for immortality, also known as the art of cultivating immortals. If you cultivate the mental methods written in this book, even if you can't live forever, living a few hundred years more is no problem. If there's an opportunity to obtain the subsequent techniques and cultivate them successfully, then it's really possible to live forever, be immortal, and roam freely between heaven and earth."
"Alas," Grandfather Zhang sighed, "to live forever is not my fate. This is also your destiny." He handed the secret book to Rongyao: "You'd better take it, I have no children and keeping it would be useless for me. My innate body... this life of mine has no hope." After finishing speaking, he shook his head in despair. Although he was very disappointed, the expression on his face was actually very happy. That was because of me.
Suddenly, Grandfather Zhang walked to the door and peeked outside with a sneaky look before closing it. Then he pulled up the curtains and whispered to Rongyao: "Can you let me see what you've cultivated into?" Rongyao looked at his sneaky appearance and couldn't help but laugh and cry. This old man was still so curious despite his age. But this wasn't surprising, who wouldn't want to see it? No one in their ancestors' generation had ever succeeded in cultivation, of course they wanted to see what it would look like after succeeding.
Seeing his hopeful look, Glory nodded. With a thought, the power of "Need" surged into his right hand, and a blue-green orb appeared in his palm, growing to the size of a basketball before rapidly shrinking down to the size of a baby's fist. The old man saw the light ball and was excitedly trembling with his beard. "Is this the immortal method that only immortals can use?" Glory nodded. "How powerful is it?" "If you throw it at the mountain in front of us, the mountain will disappear." The old man heard this and was shocked, saying: "You'd better get rid of it, if you accidentally drop it, my life will be over. Good grief, it's more powerful than a missile!"
With a flick of his wrist, the blue light flashed and the energy ball disappeared without a trace. Glory told the old man: "This is nothing, Zhang Grandfather, my power is still very small. If it were an immortal, that would be truly moving mountains and seas, turning stars and constellations, with just one wave of their hand, they could make our earth disappear." The old man asked: "Are there really immortals in this world?" "There are, if I hadn't cultivated before, I wouldn't have believed it either. But now I believe it, immortals must exist, we just don't know where they are and why they disappeared from the earth. Only later will I go slowly searching."
