Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

A young man stood silently in front of a small audience comprised solely of old people. These were all immortals, humans who had cast aside their mortal shackles and entered the wonderous and unfathomable immortal realms. Each one of them was the master of countless mortal lives. Each one of them ruled vast swaths of land. Each one of them was so old, it was almost frightening.

The room they were in was small and the audience sat in two vertical rows that left plenty of space in the middle. In place of a wall to one side, there was a balcony that overlooked a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. The ground and even the horizon weren’t visible, a sign of just how tall the building was.

Today was a special ceremony. Otherwise, a dozen immortals would not have gathered in one place. Time was precious, even for people who could live for centuries.

The young man finally broke the silence. He presented his right palm where a ball of blazing blue spiritual energy blossomed into life. In a flash, the same flames, as blue as the endless sky, enveloped his body completely. His spiritual aura pulsed with profound power, a level of power that had already surpassed the limits of mortality.

He then spoke in a clear, mellow voice, "Respected members of the Immortal Association and senior immortals, my name is Chen Wentian and I have recently broken through to the Spirit Lord Realm."

His words were met with mixed reviews. The granny immortals showed great interest and whispered amongst themselves. The grandpa immortals all didn’t react at all. A particularly ancient grandpa sat closest to the front, wearing multiple layers of golden embroidery like a cocoon. His eyes were shut. His wrinkled and almost bald head was lolling to one side. This old fart was supposed to be in charge of the ceremony but he was clearly asleep.

Chen Wentian looked around helplessly and his eyes met those of a stunningly beautiful woman. Such a person wasn't there just a moment ago. She was tall and lithe, with cascading black hair, a perfect complexion, and rosy lips that could slay the heart of any man. Her outfit was also striking, a skin-tight design that wasn't quite appropriate for the setting. His eyes drifted down her slender neck to vast expanses of snow-white skin and a deep canyon between two glorious peaks hidden behind the thinnest layer of red silk.

His soul suddenly shook in alarm as well as recognition. This was followed by a surge of purging fire that freed his mind from the illusion before him. The beautiful woman disappeared, replaced with the grinning face of a woman centuries past her prime.

"Immortal Gentle Lotus." Chen Wentian said, bowing his head slightly as a sign of respect.

The old lady was the second most powerful person in the room. Known as Immortal Gentle Lotus Gong Liyun, she was a fearsome master of mind arts and illusions. He had run into her a few times in the past and knew how to defend against her.

"Naughty boy…” She said. There was a flash of disappointment which was quickly replaced with a smile, “Have you decided on a moniker?”

“Yes, I would like to be known as Immortal Blue Dragon.”

Several old men in attendance snorted loudly, showing their disapproval.

“What blue dragon? Does this twit think his flames are anything close to the divine flames of a blue dragon?”

The grannies shot them dirty looks in response. 

“Who cares, nobody actually believes that. But his flames are quite nice to look at. I don’t see a problem.”

“Look at him, He’s so young and handsome like a young dragon. I could totally eat him up! Hehe!” Another old lady added unnecessarily.

Gong Liyun giggled as well, “You’ll have to get in line, Xiao Chu. I called dibs first!”

“What the hell? When did you do that?”

A cough interrupted them. The wrinkled old man awoke and opened one eye to study Chen Wentian.

“Very well, Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian, the Immortal Associations welcomes you as a brand-new immortal of the Eastern Sanmu Subcontinent. Since Lotus likes you so much, she can take care of introductory matters.”

“Thank you, Immortal Solemn Duke.” Chen Wentian said with a deep bow.

As he spoke, there was a swirl of golden energy. By the time he looked up, Immortal Solemn Duke Huang Wuji had already disappeared from the room. Following this, the other old men in the room left just as quickly, leaving Chen Wentian at the mercy of the fearsome grannies.

One of the ancient witches leaped up from her seat and strutted towards him. With each step, her appearance turned younger and younger until she was a twenty-year-old bombshell by the time she was right in front of him. She cocked her hips to one side and crossed her arms across her chest, pushing up her sizable, plump chest for him to see.

“Hey handsome, you can call me Elder Sister Huhu. Are you really twenty-five this year? Amazing… your aura is quite fresh and vibrant!”

“Umm…” Chen Wentian spluttered, unsure how to handle the situation.

The woman in front of him was certainly nice to look at but it was purely due to some kind of physical modification secret art. There was nothing real about her except for her name. The most disturbing thing was that these old women were all sexually active and a fresh piece of ass like him was irresistible to them.

“Lan Hu, don’t be such a slut.” A voice came from behind him. “Come here, baby.”

Chen Wentian felt a sharp pinch on his backend. He whirled around, only to be met by another beauty licking her lips, sizing him up like a juicy piece of meat.

“Ohh,” She moaned, “He’s so fresh and tender. Baby, if you spend a few nights with Big Sister Wang, I’ll give you whatever you want!”

He was quickly surrounded by the others. Some tugged at his arm while others pinched his ass some more. He tried to push them away but they were all quite strong as well as persistent.

“Come home with me!”

“No, me!”

“My pussy is the tightest!”

“Hey! Stop it! Stop pinching!” He shouted.

He had no interest in sleeping with these old ladies, no matter what. He couldn’t lose his virginity like this!

After a few more rounds of pushing and shoving, a wave of pink spiritual energy fell upon Chen Wentian and the small crowd around him.

Gong Liyun’s soft voice drifted over, almost like a dream. “The ceremony is over; you all may leave. Chen Wentian actually isn’t so young. He’s just very good at physical disguises.”

“Oh…”

“Bummer…”

The other grannies, seemingly charmed by Gong Liyun’s power, followed her words and left the room in disappointment. Only Gong Liyun was left, sporting a wide, playful grin.

“I saved you from several nights of torment in their clutches, how will you repay me?” She teased.

He said nothing.

“How about you spend three days and three nights in my Lotus Tower? I promise I’ll treat you like a king.” She added.

He rubbed his brow, feeling a headache coming on as he fought off her mind-altering Dao.

Gong Liyun finally laughed and withdrew her powers, “Aiya, my little dragon is always so stubborn. You are the only one who can throw off my powers so easily.”

She twirled her fingers and withdrew a small booklet, “I’m happy you managed to reach the Spirit Lord Realm. I knew you would be able to do it but I didn’t think you’d be able to so quickly. Twenty-five is really beyond astonishing. But being so brilliant isn’t always a good thing, it’s best if you don’t advertise it unnecessarily.”

“I understand.” Chen Wentian said.

He had feeling she would know the truth. They had met before when he had been at the Spirit Initiate Realm. He had fought off her mental attack so she wouldn’t have forgotten about him.

“Hehe. Your secret is safe with me, you’re my special little man after all. I won't let anyone else get a piece of your ass before me.” She laughed at his uncomfortable expression, “Alright, enough teasing. Here is the basic information about the Immortal Association.”

She handed over the booklet and continued, “There are only two main matters. One, you will be assigned a province to govern. You may do whatever you wish but if you accidentally wipe it clean of human life or something, the association won’t be happy about that. Second, all new immortals have to create their own immortal sect. This is non-negotiable. All the rules are explained in here.”

“Alright.” He said helplessly.

“Good, off you go then. I hope your sect will be just as interesting as yourself!”

With that, the Initiation Ceremony was over. It was the first official account of Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian in human history, a truly astonishing and heaven-defying figure that would eventually shake the whole world of cultivation.

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