The Daily Life of the Immortal King - Chapter 278

Chapter 278
Chapter 278: Fate . . . Is So Ineffable
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

It wasn't very long after Toya Immortal had called him when Wang Ling heard an ongoing rumbling sound from the air outside the waiting room . . . it was actually a helicopter! Furthermore, Wang Ling couldn't be more familiar with the symbol on it . It was a Seven Stars Special Forces helicopter; back then, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had duped him into working for them as a consultant .

"After the survival contest, General Yi took me on as a consultant for the Seven Stars Special Forces . Who knew it would actually be of use today . "

Immortal Toya looked at the sky and raised his eyebrow as he pondered over sending the fighting lion back with the helicopter . "However, I'm only borrowing this helicopter, and I still have to pay the fuel costs . Based on the latest trend of using spirit stones as fuel for its operation, it costs one million HNY per minute . "

After hearing that, Wang Ling's lips twitched violently: " . . . " As expected, as long as you had money, you could do whatever you wanted!

. . .

Immortal Toya used a purification talisman to clean the blood stains off his body . "Senior Ling, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal will probably be arriving soon . Ask them to wait for me!" Then, he strode toward the separate dressing room which could be found in the VIP waiting hall .

Wang Ling glanced at the clock on the wall of the waiting hall; it had already been ten minutes since Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had called . As far as he knew, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal wasn't in the habit of being late .

Had something happened on his way here?

Wang Ling's imagination started to run wild . . . and he couldn't be blamed for his fanciful thoughts, since his eyelid had started twitching again .

For some reason, he had a sense of foreboding!

After another two minutes or so, a group of people in traditional dress showed up at the entrance of the VIP waiting hall . Led by a young man in white, they slowly approached Wang Ling, who felt that the song Superstars in Troubled Times 1 was the perfect background track for this scene .

Sitting inside the waiting hall, Wang Ling watched Dharmaraja and Fatty Luo come in with Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal . Also following them was a young lady who was no less attractive than the Master of Shadow Stream . She wore a pink gown and a trademark lotus hairpin in her hair . Wang Ling knew that this had to be Cailian Zhenren .

Compared with when the Gate Between Worlds had descended six years ago, he felt that she hadn't changed very much . The only difference was that her aura was now steadier . Every single person in the chat group was doing their best to cultivate in their own way, and was making progress every day .

While he had recognized Cailian Zhenren, she couldn't recognize him . Technically speaking, this wouldn't be their first meeting — she had seen him six years ago when he had been ten, and had even given him cleansing lotion then .

Even now, Wang Ling still remembered this vividly .

After entering the waiting hall, Cailian Zhenren straightaway started making a ruckus as she asked around, looking quite excited .

"Senior Ling? Who is Senior Ling? Who is Senior Ling?"

" . . . "

Not only hadn't her looks changed, her personality was also still as unrestrained as six years ago . . .



Wang Ling sighed in his heart and stood up silently from his seat, and Cailian Zhenren immediately stopped screeching .

Like most people who saw Wang Ling for the first time, Cailian Zhenren's first impression was that he was so young and full of vigor; it was the kind of boundless vitality which only belonged to youth . . . how had he managed that?

"This is Brother Ling!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal made the introductions as he came up and threw one arm around Wang Ling's shoulder .

"I never thought I'd be able to meet Senior Ling here today . Nice to meet you!" Cailian Zhenren gripped his hand excitedly and looked as if she was going to cry . "I'm just a little excited . . . sorry, Senior Ling!"

The moment they shook hands, Wang Ling could clearly sense her internal condition . He had once heard Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal mention that this was from an injury which Cailian Zhenren had sustained three hundred years ago . Although it could be healed, the rate of recovery was very slow . At her peak, Cailian Zhenren had attained the status of a Perfected Being, but after being injured, her realm had regressed several levels . It was only in the last few centuries that her condition had stabilized and she had started to steadily recover .

In spite of that, she was currently on pretty much the same level as Dharmaraja sans the godly thunder inheritance .

. . .

So it's just us?

Wang Ling's eyebrows twitched as he telepathically asked Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal his question .

"Including Brother Toya in the dressing room, there's seven of us participating in this operation," Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said with a smile .



Seven people?

Including Wang Ling, that was still just six people .

Wang Ling hadn't thought that there would be a seventh brother .

He started to have a bad feeling . . .

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "I forgot to tell you, I recently checked this brother out and decided to have him join our chat group . I've been friends with him for quite a number of years . He went to the toilet just now after entering the waiting hall, he should be back soon . . . Brother Ling, you'll definitely be surprised when you see him!"

Just after Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal finished speaking . . .

Wang Ling instantly saw the very last person he wanted to see right now .

From a distance, he could already see long legs in a pair of blue and white striped track pants . . .

A sunny and fair youngster walked toward him with a smile .

Fang Xing . . .



Why would he show up here?

Wang Ling tried his best to cover up his surprise .

"Hello, Classmate Wang Ling . " Once he had drawn near, Fang Xing was the first to open his mouth and smile at Wang Ling as he tilted his head slightly .

To Wang Ling, it was a smile with hidden meaning .

"Let me introduce him to everyone . This is Brother Fang Xing, a fellow whom I met on assignment back then . " After saying this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly laughed . "Actually, Brother Fang Xing and Cailian Zhenren have already seen each other before . "

"Ah?" Cailian Zhenren was doubtful .

"Do you still remember the demon king which dropped from the Gate Between Worlds six year ago?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked .

From her expression, Cailian Zhenren was recalling the event, and following that, she immediately nodded . "Oh! I remember, back then, the demon king landed directly on top of that century-old flagship store which sold crispy noodle snacks, frightening a ten-year-old shota!"

Wang Ling: " . . . "

"No . 3600, Spirit Stream Road . That was the address of that century-old flagship store which sold crispy noodle snacks . " When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said this, he paused . "The noodles shop which belonged to Brother Fang Xing's family was next door . When that demon king landed that year, you could say that Brother Fangxing was the first witness at the scene . "

Wang Ling: " . . . "