Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 364 Immortal Fate

Chapter 364: Chapter 364 Immortal Fate

"What are you following me for?"

Shen Siyuan looked at Huang Yuntao who was walking alongside him.

"Handsome guy... no, master, who are you?" Huang Yuntao asked curiously.

"Haven’t you already figured it out, and yet you still ask?" Shen Siyuan continued walking forward.

Huang Yuntao hurriedly took a few quick steps to catch up, finding that although the other’s steps weren’t fast, he had to jog to keep up.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed that each step of the other was measured precisely, not differing in length at all. Additionally, the other was barefoot, and not to mention the tops of his feet, even the glimpse he caught of the bottom of his feet as they lifted was spotlessly clean.

If Huang Yuntao still hadn’t realized something by now, he must be a fool.

So, he quickly caught up and said, "Master, are you a real Taoist? May I know which Taoist Temple you practice in?"

"Do I look like a Taoist to you?" Shen Siyuan asked with a chuckle.

"Monk?"

Is this guy a fool?

Noticing the speechless expression in Shen Siyuan’s eyes, he said with an embarrassed laugh, "It could be possible for a lay disciple as well."

Shen Siyuan continued walking forward, and he followed suit.

"Master, where do you practice? I would like to visit and offer some incense to you," Huang Yuntao said.

Seeing him stick around like a persistent plaster.

Shen Siyuan helplessly said, "I am neither a Taoist nor a Monk, hence I don’t have a Taoist Temple or temple. I neither worship gods nor belong to any religion, so there’s no need for your incense."

"Oh, so you are a Loose Cultivator, I’ve heard that to cultivate one needs four conditions: dharma, money, friends, land. I have a little family fortune and can assist you on your spiritual journey..."

This guy sure knows how to speak, but unrequested favors are either tricks or theft.

"That sounds wonderful? Then what do you want from me?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"I want my master to accept me and teach me how to cultivate," Huang Yuntao sincerely said.

"Cultivate? I barely know how to cultivate myself, what could I teach you?" Shen Siyuan said with a chuckle.

"Teach me how to raise little ghosts," Huang Yuntao said seriously.

Shen Siyuan: ?

"I do not know anything about raising little ghosts," Shen Siyuan responded.

"Then... aren’t those two girls just that?" Huang Yuntao asked.

"Those are my Guardian Children, not some little ghosts," Shen Siyuan replied irritably.

"Is there... a difference?"

Shen Siyuan: ...

"In any case, I don’t know how to raise little ghosts, and such Evil Technique, seeing as you wish to learn, shows that you are also a person with ill-intentions, not only would I not will to teach." Shen Siyuan said.

"Master, you misunderstand, I wanted you to teach me, but that doesn’t mean I insist on learning it. I am just very curious about cultivation and want to learn a bit about it. After all, having grown up to this age, you are the only one I’ve met who truly has the skill," Huang Yuntao said earnestly.

"How old are you this year, and how many people could you have possibly met?"

"Though I’m only twenty-five this year, I have traveled from the south to the north, all around the world. I’m confident that the places I’ve visited and the people I’ve seen are more than many experience in a lifetime," Huang Yuntao said.

"Oh, how many places have you been to?" Shen Siyuan asked curiously.

"If counting by countries, roughly sixty or seventy perhaps, but if counting by cities, not including Daxia, it would be more than two hundred."

Hearing this, Shen Siyuan turned around slightly surprised. At the age of twenty-five, having visited so many countries and places is indeed very rare.

However, this also indirectly indicates that his family conditions must be very good, as the basis of travel is fundamentally built on financial means. His earlier modest claim about having a small fortune was probably an understatement.

"Is it all on foot?" Shen Siyuan asked.

"No way, I only hike domestically. When I’m abroad and unfamiliar with the place, I dare not take the risk." Huang Yuntao said.

"That’s a smart approach," Shen Siyuan commented.

Huang Yuntao isn’t lacking money, so naturally, he wouldn’t choose to travel on a tight budget. Those who travel on foot online do so because they either lack the money or seek to gain social media traffic, hence opting for hiking or cycling.

Even so, many still have a team.

There aren’t many who truly challenge themselves for the sake of it.

"Master, do you also practice by hiking?" Huang Yuntao took the opportunity to ask.

As he spoke, his gaze subconsciously fell back on Shen Siyuan’s bare feet.

His feet were fair and spotless, his gait steady. With every movement, they provided a most pleasing sight.

"Sort of," Shen Siyuan replied.

"So you don’t carry any luggage with you?" Huang Yuntao continued to inquire.

Of course, this was not what surprised him the most; what amazed him was that the other party carried no luggage and yet was cleaner than him from head to toe.

Shen Siyuan just smiled and didn’t answer the question.

Seeing this, Huang Yuntao didn’t pursue further and changed the subject: "Master, do you accept disciples? I could..."

Before Huang Yuntao could finish his sentence, he saw that Shen Siyuan had already moved quite a distance ahead.

He hastened to jog a few steps to catch up.

However, as he ran, he found that Shen Siyuan was getting farther and farther away, eventually disappearing altogether.

"Master... Master... Alas..."

Huang Yuntao looked annoyed but there was nothing he could do; he could only continue to hasten forward, hoping to still have a chance to meet him.

The master must be testing me; I must not give up.

Huang Yuntao encouraged himself inwardly, constantly looking back to see if those two little ghosts were secretly following behind him.

However, he was disappointed. After walking for over two hours and looking back countless times, he saw no trace of those two small figures.

Even though vehicles passed by asking if he needed a lift, he decisively refused.

But as time went on, Huang Yuntao grew more and more disheartened.

By noon, he was both hungry and thirsty, his body feeling as if drained of bones, weak and languid.

It wasn’t just from traveling all morning; the consecutive shocks and profound disappointment had caused both his body and mind to tire.

If he relaxed now, he figured he might fall seriously ill.

However, as he walked, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and a new strength surged in his previously weak body.

"Master... Master... are you waiting for me? I knew it... I knew you were testing me, right?"

Huang Yuntao ran breathlessly to Shen Siyuan, talking in rapid succession, almost out of breath.

Shen Siyuan was somewhat bewildered. Who’s waiting for you? Who’s testing you? Don’t flatter yourself.

After all, he hasn’t reached the level of fasting because practicing the Great Arhat Eighteen Forms in itself is very demanding, so he had to stop and make some food.

"Hotpot?"

When he saw the hotpot Shen Siyuan had set up on the ground, surrounded by layers of fresh ingredients, he couldn’t help but look surprised.

Looking again at the other’s empty hands, his mind was in tumult. This isn’t just some master, this Tom is an immortal.

Even if it will kill me, Huang Yuntao, I must cling to those coattails.

And then he really went to cling to his coattails, throwing all pride aside.