Chapitre 1: Evil Spirits!
In a dimly lit room, a handsome young man dressed in plain clothes was holding his head against the edge of the bed nearby.
His face was contorted with pain.
"This damned headache, it's back again!"
"Why? Why does this cursed headache follow me even after I traveled to this world?"
"Three years! For three whole years, this damned headache has tormented me!"
Just then, a knock came urgently at the door.
"Ye Tian! Ye Tian! Do you want to seek treatment?"
Ye Tian, who was leaning against the bed, looked up with a gleam of hope in his eyes and used his hands to prop himself up before walking towards the door.
Creak!
The old door was pushed open, and a beam of light shone directly into Ye Tian's eyes from outside.
In the midst of the light stood a tanned and sturdy man looking excitedly at Ye Tian.
"Ye Tian, do you want to seek treatment? There's hope for your headache!"
Ye Tian took a deep breath, trying to calm his throbbing headache, and then looked at the sturdy man.
"Er'niu, what happened? And how is it related to my headache?"
The sturdy man named Er'niu could barely contain his excitement as he exclaimed to Ye Tian.
"Immortal Master!"
"Today is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and an immortal master has come to our Niutou Mountain to take disciples!"
"He's at the big stockaded village right now, and the whole village is waiting for the immortal master to choose disciples!"
"If you can become an apprentice to the immortal master, then you'll achieve great success, and your minor headache will be easily cured!"
Upon hearing this, the gleam of excitement in Ye Tian's eyes intensified.
A cultivator.
As a time-traveler, he was no stranger to the term "immortal master," but he had never seen a real cultivator in person.
In the three years since he had traveled to this world, he had seen many monsters flying through the air.
Now that Er'niu mentioned that a cultivator was taking disciples, Ye Tian couldn't help but feel excited.
"Er'niu, take me there quickly!"
He forced himself to stand up despite his headache and walked out the door.
The blinding light instantly enveloped Ye Tian's entire body, and he grabbed Er'niu's shoulder to steady himself as they walked outside.
"Er'niu, is the rumor about the immortal master taking disciples really trustworthy?"
As they walked, Ye Tian's headache subsided somewhat, giving him a moment to ask Er'niu.
"Of course, I just came back from chopping wood and passing by the big stockaded village. I saw many people heading there already."
"I heard that the immortal master comes from Qingcheng Mountain and can teach the incredible skill of immortality. He's supposed to be very powerful."
The sturdy man chuckled as he spoke to Ye Tian.
Upon hearing Er'niu's response, Ye Tian furrowed his brow slightly.
Before his time-travel, he had read many xianxia novels and knew the significance of immortality. Such existences typically wouldn't take disciples in a small village like this.
Perhaps this was just a gimmick the so-called immortal master used to attract disciples.
But at the moment, Ye Tian didn't care whether the rumor was true or false; he just wanted to cure his annoying headache.
As he pondered, they arrived at the big stockaded village nearby.
The big stockaded village was a relatively spacious area near Niutou Village, with a large square that served as a marketplace for the surrounding villages during festivals.
At this moment, the square was packed with people, forming a sea of heads that stretched as far as the eye could see.
The crowd was filled with excited faces.
"Immortal Master, look at me! Please look at me!"
"I have the potential to become an immortal! Please choose me, Immortal Master!"
"Immortal Master, my determination to seek the path is unwavering! I wish to follow you in your cultivation!"
"Immortal Master, my child is suffering from a terminal illness and doesn't have long to live. Please show mercy and take him as your disciple!"
"..."
Watching the excited faces around him, Ye Tian couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement.
Since ancient times, no one had been able to resist the temptation of cultivation.
Just then, an old woman turned her head and saw Ye Tian, her eyes instantly filling with disgust.
"Isn't that the madman Ye Tian from the village head? What's he doing here?"
"Ye Tian? Isn't he the one who always claims to see monsters?"
Upon hearing this, several villagers turned around and looked at Ye Tian.
"It's really him?"
"What's he doing here? Does he also want to seek recognition from the immortal master?"
"How can someone who can't even tell the difference between humans and monsters hope to learn immortality? He's just dreaming!"
Ye Tian couldn't help but feel a trace of darkness in his eyes upon hearing their words.
Since his arrival in this world, he had often seen monsters during his headache attacks, but strangely, no one else in the entire Niutou Mountain had ever claimed to see them. Over time, he had become an outlier in the eyes of others.
"Don't listen to them, it's just because of your headache," said Er'niu, who was unaware of the monsters. He put his arm around Ye Tian's shoulders and began to push through the crowd.
Ye Tian felt a surge of gratitude towards Er'niu, who had taken care of him since he was found in the village and was the only person who treated him kindly.
As they made their way through the crowd, people couldn't help but show disdain on their faces and stepped aside, afraid of being contaminated by something.
With his unpopular status and Er'niu's brute strength, they quickly made their way to the center of the square.
In the midst of the crowd stood a tall and lanky man dressed in a purple robe, wearing a lotus-shaped crown, and stepping on cloud-patterned boots. He was stroking his beard as he looked around, seemingly searching for promising disciples.
Looking at the extravagant attire of the lanky man, Er'niu became excited and grabbed Ye Tian's hand.
"Immortal-like aura! He must be a highly skilled immortal master!"
"I've heard that those who wear purple robes like the immortal master are very powerful. Look, he's wearing a purple robe!"
"Ye Tian, your headache might finally be cured!"
Perhaps it was Er'niu's excited shouting that caught the attention of the lanky man, who turned his head to look at Er'niu and Ye Tian.
His pupils suddenly constricted, and his gaze fixed firmly in their direction.
This time, his gaze did not waver.
Feeling the intense stare, Er'niu's heart began to pound.
"Ye Tian, the immortal master is looking at us!"
"He's really looking at us!"
"Do you think he's interested in us?"
"Ye Tian! Ye Tian?"
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Sensing something was wrong, Er'niu suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Tian.
To his horror, he saw that Ye Tian's pupils were constricted, and he was staring intently in the direction of the lanky man.
His entire body was trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"Monster!"
"Monster!"
"Er'niu, run!"
Without warning, Ye Tian grabbed Er'niu's arm and tried to pull him towards the edge of the crowd.
But Er'niu roughly shook off Ye Tian's hand, frowning as he looked at him.
"Ye Tian, what are you talking about? Where's the monster?"
Just then, the lanky man took a few steps forward and smiled at Ye Tian.
"There's no way there could be any monsters here with me present, right?"
As the lanky man approached, the fear in Ye Tian's eyes intensified.
In his field of vision, a horrifying monster composed of flesh and blood was creeping towards him on eight leg-like appendages. Its entire body was covered in slime, and it stretched out its long neck to stare at him with three eyes. Two long tentacles twitched constantly, and its forked mouth opened wide, revealing a dense set of sharp teeth dripping with slime!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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