Chapter 739: Chapter 340: A Mountain Worshiped by Thousands, Dao Fruit Transformed Again
“Huh?”
“In the future, the spiritual energy of Rainbow Mountain might be much more abundant than before. I want Ling Wu to take this opportunity to cultivate more.”
Tang Lingwu blinked, listening as Zheng Fa continued:
“When the cultivation level advances, it will be better in the long run.”
Although Zheng Fa’s words were unclear, everyone understood… For Zheng Fa, having Tang Lingwu cultivate well and embark on the path to immortality was ten to a hundred times more important than the word “useful.”
Old Man Bai looked at Tang Lingwu, who was grinning like a fool, silently hugged his shoulders tighter, and sat back in his chair, feeling the cold evening breeze make his nose itch. Upon closer inspection, his nose tip was… a bright red.
…
Three days later, the night was deep. The sky over Beijing was starless, yet the office buildings on the ground were more dazzling than a galaxy.
The lights on the window glass reflected onto the faces in front of the monitors, making the eyes on these faces appear more spiritless.
“Not leaving yet?”
The back of a middle-aged man’s chair was patted. When he turned around, it was a colleague asking him.
This colleague was outgoing, well-informed, and alert.
The two had joined the company simultaneously, worked together for several years, and had a great relationship.
“It’s always reporting errors. Even if I go home, I have to work, wasting time on the road.”
“You’re wasting your life!”
“It’s still better than before. At least our company’s nine-nine-six has become nine-nine-five.”
While the code was being tested, the middle-aged man stood up, took a sip of iced coffee with goji berries, stretched, and his bones crackled.
Hearing this sound, the colleague seemed to remember something and said:
“Next door, a massage studio is opening. I heard they have good skills. Want to try it out when it opens at the end of the month?”
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was surprised: “Who’s so business-savvy? You know about it before it even opens?”
“Who am I? I heard the person used to be a programmer in our building. After being laid off, they worked hard, identified an industry pain point, and taught themselves massage…”
The middle-aged man fell silent for a moment, feeling like he had learned something but that the opportunity was gone.
“I’m actually planning to take the postgraduate exam again, for something related to mechanics.”
“Hmm?”
The middle-aged man was surprised. Was this a career change?
“Haven’t you heard? Those classmates of mine who studied mechanics have a bright future.”
He vaguely knew about this.
“Immortal Zheng from Rainbow Mountain?”
“Right! I heard they’re generous with money. Though it’s still competitive, doing well means you can cultivate! The career prospects are vast!”
The middle-aged man was tempted as he listened, and the colleague continued:
“Previously, the postgraduate scores for computer science were higher than for engineering. I think it will reverse in the future. Writing code… though it’s also cultivation, our type of immortality leads to sudden death!”
The middle-aged man pressed his chest, finding the taste of coffee even more bitter.
“Just like that massage person, it’s best to change careers early!”
The middle-aged man hesitated, but two days later, the company suddenly had a rumor:
“There’s going to be a special project team?”
“Yes! I heard it’s organized from above, with each company tackling different sections. Universities are involved too.”
“No way, these projects are more trouble than they’re worth, and we’ve just started to relax.”
The middle-aged man, who had just endured two all-nighters, nodded silently.
“I heard this time it’s voluntary registration and requires a capability test.”
“Voluntary? Do you believe that?”
Frowning, the middle-aged man turned his head and saw the colleague from two days ago seemingly buried in a thick book.
Planning to really take the postgraduate exam?
He felt a bit reluctant and glanced over, feeling something was amiss.
“Weren’t you going for mechanics? Why are you reading about language design?”
“Mechanics, what mechanics? I love programming. Code gave me my life!”
As a friend, the middle-aged man keenly sensed something was off. He stared at the colleague, eyes full of inquiry:
“What’s going on?”
“That project team…”
“Hmm?”
“Truly involves cultivation.”
The middle-aged man remained confused until he saw his colleague flip back a page in the book, revealing a smiling face on the cover—
“Rainbow Mountain, Zheng…”
“Shh! I only heard about it from a friend! Several companies are clamoring about it!”
“Good brother!”
The middle-aged man quietly noted the book’s title his colleague was reading and then looked towards Rainbow Mountain.
Hmm?
Was he just too excited?
How come there was a face of Immortal Zhang Zheng on Rainbow Mountain?
…
“Zheng Fa got it down this time…”
Old Man Bai, looking up, saw Zheng Fa’s Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged above Rainbow Mountain, clicking his tongue in wonder.
The sun hung at the peak of the sky, and the shadow of the Fusang Wood became clearer, as sunlight carrying spiritual energy descended from the mighty heights, illuminating the ethereal visage of Zheng Fa’s Nascent Soul.
This Nascent Soul bore an eighty percent resemblance to Zheng Fa, with a youthful face, triple-head body, yet towering several kilometers high, sitting cross-legged in the void, like a giant yet to mature.
Beneath the Nascent Soul, a Mystic Turtle and White Snake coiled before it, seeming both submissive and protective.
Group Leader Yang stood beside Old Man Bai, her expression excited as she looked up at the scene.
This sun illuminating the Nine Provinces and the immortal sitting atop Rainbow Mountain had been a supernatural phenomenon visible throughout half of Beijing for days.
But what truly excited her was not the phenomenon’s wonder, but…
“Is Zheng Fa going to expound the Dao?”
Old Man Bai nodded with a smile, saying, “Zheng Fa said he has become a Nascent Soul cultivator, and now Rainbow Mountain can accommodate more cultivators. Today, he will bring those with past merits into the fold.”
Group Leader Yang’s breathing became more rapid.
Previously, Zheng Fa always said contributing would allow cultivation, and she never doubted it, but due to the lack of spiritual energy on Rainbow Mountain, she had been waiting.
Now that Zheng Fa was accepting those with contributions into the fold…
As part of the second batch of elders from the nursing home, she would naturally take pride in her place!
And not just her.
At the foot of Rainbow Mountain, a surge of people from all over, from all walks of life, gazed up at the Nascent Soul phenomenon of Zheng Fa.