Western Regions Continent, Qingyang City, Qingzhou Prefecture!
It took Wang Baoling many days to adapt to his Transmigration life.
Wang Baoling was not from this world; he was originally a young man born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze in his previous life.
Because he climbed Mount Huang in the middle of the night to watch a meteor shower that occurred once every hundreds of thousands of years, he was then mercilessly struck by a meteor.
When he woke up again, he found that he had transmigrated to an ancient society.
Looking at the bare walls of his house, Wang Baoling did not, like other transmigrators, aspire to change the world; his immediate priority was how to fill his stomach.
Fortunately, the writing system of this world was no different from his previous life, so Wang Baoling quickly found a job as a teacher.
With the opportunity to access books, Wang Baoling quickly understood the structure of this world.
"I never expected there to be Immortals in this world."
Initially, Wang Baoling didn't quite believe the records of Immortals' deeds in the books.
Many books in his previous life also recorded many tales of Immortals and Immortal affairs, but those were all rumors and the imaginings of the writers.
However, when he saw that the local county annals clearly recorded who, where, and at what time was introduced into an Immortal Sect or Immortal Gate, Wang Baoling began to waver.
After knowing all this, Wang Baoling did not blindly pursue the Dao of Immortals, but instead continuously inquired about clues related to Immortals. After gathering clear information and earning enough travel expenses, he would then set out to seek an Immortal destiny!
After arranging the after-class assignments that day, Wang Baoling stretched his arms and turned to leave the thatched hut schoolhouse.
"Hahaha, Mr. Wang is finished with class! These are fresh eggs laid by our old hen; please take a few to try!" a fair-skinned auntie said with a warm smile.
It was evident that the auntie in front of him must have been a great beauty in the village when she was young.
Wang Baoling, however, felt a chill down his spine and secretly thought, "How did I run into her again? There's no escaping her!"
The reason for avoiding her was none other than that Auntie Li wanted to introduce her daughter to him.
Initially, Wang Baoling did not refuse, because since Auntie Li was so beautiful, her daughter couldn't be ugly.
Although he had the ambition to pursue an Immortal destiny, he wasn't averse to finding a woman to marry first.
But the first time Wang Baoling visited, when he saw Li Cuifen, who was robust, dark-faced, and single-handedly carrying two piglets...
Wang Baoling admitted he was naive. He looked at the charming, middle-aged Auntie Li, then at Li Cuifen, who was single-handedly carrying two piglets, and couldn't help but ask a Soul-searching question: "Is this really your daughter? Is she biological?"
After receiving an affirmative answer, Wang Baoling quickly found an excuse to leave.
Auntie Li saw Wang Baoling wasn't speaking and warmly handed the eggs to Wang Baoling.
"Auntie Li, you don't need to be so polite; keep the eggs for yourself!" Wang Baoling said with an awkward smile.
"Ai, I know you don't fancy our Cuifen, but don't worry, our Cuifen already has someone in her heart!"
"She doesn't like thin, weak scholars; she likes men who can farm and raise pigs!" Auntie Li said with a smile.
Wang Baoling's mouth twitched. "I'm being disliked?"
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"Hahaha, they're getting married next month! It's the boy next door. You must come and have a drink of wedding wine then!" Auntie Li said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes, I certainly will!" Wang Baoling clasped his fists.
"Take these eggs; they're not free. I'd trouble you, Sir, to write a marriage certificate for us!" Auntie Li said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll write the marriage certificate for you tomorrow. You really should take these eggs back!"
"Thank you, you must accept these eggs."
After saying that, Auntie Li handed the basket of eggs to Wang Baoling and turned to leave.
The thatched hut schoolhouse was not far from his home; he returned home shortly after walking.
Wang Baoling lit a fire, set up a pot, put some water in it, and placed five eggs inside. For dinner, he would have boiled eggs.
Several minutes later, Wang Baoling brought the hot boiled eggs to his desk.
Lighting the kerosene lamp, he saw the spacious desk covered with densely packed maps.
"A single village is as large as a city in my previous life, so a small town is probably more vast than an average province!"
"A single prefecture is probably larger than some major countries in my previous life, so how large must a single city be!"
Seeing this, Wang Baoling sighed. In this vast continent, where could he find an Immortal destiny?
"Thump, thump, thump, thump!"
Just as Wang Baoling was full of worry, there was a rapid knocking sound from outside the door.
"It's so late, who could be looking for me? Could it be Auntie Li?"
Creak!
The wooden door opened, revealing two young men standing at the doorway, holding lanterns in their hands, their faces filled with undisguised joy.
"Brother Huang, Brother Sun, you two are..."
"Brother Wang, good news, good news! Word has come from the town that an Immortal is coming to accept disciples! The village chief has already confirmed this!" Sun Changfeng said, barely containing his excitement.
"Really?" Wang Baoling also asked, trying to suppress his own excitement.
"Definitely, definitely! Brother Wang, do you want to participate in the Immortal trial?"
"There's a trial?" Wang Baoling asked, his face full of surprise.
Sun Changfeng and Huang Fan said, "Of course there's a trial! Not everyone can Cultivate Immortality!"
Wang Baoling nodded, feeling a bit anxious in his heart, wondering if he had the Aptitude to Cultivate.
"Brother Huang, Brother Sun, when will the Immortal come to our Changtian Village to accept disciples?"
"An Immortal will arrive here tomorrow. Everyone, seize the opportunity!" Sun Changfeng said, his face full of excitement.
"If I can't Cultivate Immortality, I'll just focus on getting a good official position, marrying, and having children!" Huang Fan had already planned his fallback.
"Alright, we've told Brother Wang the news. We need to hurry back and get some good rest!"
After relaying the news, Sun Changfeng and Huang Fan left the Wang family's home, carrying their lanterns.
Watching the two walk away, Wang Baoling's face broke into a smile.
"I was just wondering where to find an Immortal destiny, and now an opportunity has presented itself so quickly."
Lying in bed, Wang Baoling tossed and turned, unable to sleep, his mind filled with images of the Immortal accepting disciples tomorrow.
Thinking and thinking, Wang Baoling drifted off to sleep.
"Thump, thump!"
Another urgent knocking sound came from outside the door.
"Who is it now? Do Sun Changfeng and Huang Fan still have something to say?"
As he spoke, Wang Baoling opened the wooden door, revealing an elderly man dressed in a gray-blue daoist robe.
Seeing the man's attire, Wang Baoling's drowsiness instantly vanished.
"May I ask, Daoist Priest, whom are you looking for?"
"Who is Wang Dashu to you?" As he spoke, the man exuded a terrifying pressure from his entire body.
Wang Baoling's knees went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, immediately realizing that the person in front of him was an Immortal Cultivator.
"Wang Dashu is my father!" Wang Baoling said unhurriedly.
"What proof do you have?" the man asked.
"He's my dad, and I'm his son. How can I prove that?" Wang Baoling said with a helpless expression.
Hearing Wang Baoling say this, the man burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, you must be Baoling, right?"
"Yes, and you are—"
A wave of confusion washed over Wang Baoling's heart. Could this person in front of him be an old acquaintance of his father?
"I am your Second Uncle, I am Wang Lin, and I was the one who gave you your name!"