Chapter 3: The Immortal Spirit Chooses Its Master, The Maiden Named Rong

At three o’clock in the morning, Li Chen, burdened with a weight of one hundred and fifty pounds, completed a fifty-mile run and returned home. Remembering his agreement with his master Kunlunzi to formally join the Kunlun Immortal Sect during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he discussed with Lin Ying, and the two decided to enter the Kunlun Immortal Sect together to cultivate.

Unbeknownst to Li Chen, Lin Ying had already achieved a minor breakthrough in the secret arts of the “Pharmaceutical Immortal Pavilion,” reaching the second realm—the Consolidation Realm—granting her the ability to fly freely through the air like the wind.

Her first goal was to avenge the massacre and destruction of her entire clan. Only after settling this vendetta could she cultivate to a state of untroubled serenity and pure non-action, eliminating the risk of spiritual deviation.

Li Long, who had yet to begin cultivation, could not accompany them, as doing so would expose their identities and bring endless trouble to the Li family. Thus, Lin Ying resolved to go alone under the cover of night. That very night, clad in black with her face covered, she infiltrated the Patrol Office, slaying all those she encountered. She then extended her retribution to their subordinates stationed in several patrol outposts, leaving not a single one alive. These men had all participated in the heinous acts against the Lin family, abusing their power to oppress the innocent and helpless; their deaths were well deserved.

At dawn, after informing Li Chen’s parents, the two set off lightly in a horse-drawn carriage.

Along the way, they endured hunger and thirst, traveling by day and resting by night. Li Chen, now a Grandmaster in the Martial Way, stood among the elite in the martial world, his cultivation far surpassing that of practitioners in the Qi Condensation Realm.

They frequently encountered injustices—murders, robberies, abductions, abuses of women, and persecution of the elderly and weak—most of which were covertly abetted by local officials, a nest of vipers and rats colluding in evil.

For minor offenses, they would inflict injuries and banish the perpetrators on the spot. For grievous crimes, they delivered justice by striking down the villains without mercy under the cover of night.

A month later, they arrived at the mountain gate of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. The air was thick with spiritual energy, swirling like mist and invigorating the body and mind. Birds sang melodiously among fragrant blossoms, exotic flowers, rare herbs, and neatly arranged groves and orchards. The surrounding peaks were mostly shrouded in clouds, veiled in mystery and ethereal beauty, their heights impossible to discern—truly worthy of the name Kunlun Immortal Realm.

At that moment, a middle-aged Taoist in robes appeared and greeted them, “Are you Brother Li Chen and your companion?” They promptly bowed and responded, “Yes, Senior Brother, it is indeed us,” introducing Lin Ying as well. After polite exchanges, they proceeded together.

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