Chapter 283: 283

As the elders say, the higher you fly when breaking into the Innate realm, the greater the potential of that Innate expert.

It is said that Wu Yixiao, the Sword Master who proved his way through martial arts, soared ninety-nine feet into the sky when he broke through to the Innate realm.

However, generally speaking, this should be categorized as a legend; once people are airborne, who can really distinguish between a hundred and ninety-nine feet?

After Sword Master Wu Yixiao, there were martial cultivators who flew up several feet during their breakthrough to the Innate stage, with the highest said to be twenty or thirty feet.

What was witnessed by all was that those who flew higher did indeed have greater potential.

But no matter how great the potential, it must be grown into. Innate experts with a reputation in recent decades, like those known as Soul Capture Spikes and the like, generally do not bother about how to direct the surge of Qi towards the sky.

This is not very practical and may indeed distract them during their breakthrough to the Innate realm.

The cultivation of martial cultivators has always focused on practicality. Being able to break through and continue to grow is what’s most important.

Yu Changqing had never imagined that she would witness the legend of the “Hundred Feet Innate” with her own eyes.

Even though she already knew that Feng Jun was an Immortal and obtaining such an accomplishment might not represent much, she still had the feeling of “witnessing history.”

Due to being too excited, she even forgot to disguise her voice.

However, no one noticed this detail. Most of the people who heard the loud noise and looked up felt the same as Elder Deng Lao Er—damn, another explosion?

Some even turned and ran without a second thought; the last explosion from the Immortal Array had left a deep impression, with many deaths.

Amidst cries of shock, Yu Changqing’s voice was drowned out, but she heard her sister’s words.

Yu Family’s Young Master was stunned for a while before he said, “No way, didn’t he come out to eat yesterday?”

Generally speaking, the assault on the Innate realm is a lengthy process. First, one must adjust their body to the optimal state, both physically and mentally. Then, one has to abandon all external disturbances before finally secluding themselves to break through.

Feng Jun came out to dine yesterday, clearly only in the preparation stage, yet he managed to break through today. It’s no wonder Yu Family’s Young Master was astounded—it’s truly unscientific.

However, scientific or not, the figure in the sky slowly descended. Who else could it be but the Divine Doctor?

Feng Jun, who had just stepped into the Innate realm, could not control his Qi well. Around his body pulsed a massive and vigorous breath, constantly fluctuating and exerting an indescribable pressure on those around him.

After gently landing, he took a few steps, and without being careful, he sent a broom flying. The wooden stand leaning against the broom also shook a couple of times, nearly falling over.

On his face was an inexplicable expression: a mix of happiness, confusion, and a sort of bewilderment as if he had just woken from a big dream, “Is this… Innate already?”

“That’s right, Innate already,” Brother Bao shouted from outside the courtyard, “but it’s a Hundred Feet Innate. However, I must say, Divine Doctor, couldn’t we keep it down a little? You almost scared me into wetting my pants.”

Feng Jun turned to look at the room behind him, and after four or five breaths, the bewilderment in his eyes finally faded, leaving him with a helpless smile as he stomped his foot, “It’s tough. The house is wrecked…we’ll have to…”

He didn’t finish his sentence before stopping abruptly, then looked puzzledly at the ground beneath his feet, “What the heck, that’s exaggerated?”

A casual stomp of his foot had actually caused a foot-deep pit to appear in the ground.

Just then, Yu Family’s Young Master walked out from the control room, but he didn’t dare to get too close, speaking out loud from a distance, “You’ve just reached the Innate realm, and your strength isn’t easy to control. Try to hold back a bit…”

The commotion from Feng Jun’s advancement to the Innate realm had been too great and didn’t take long to spread throughout Mount Zhige.

Tian Lewen arrived promptly, representing the Tian Family to congratulate him, and expressed their willingness to contribute funds and efforts to help the Divine Doctor hold a grand celebration for his advancement to the Innate realm.

Feng Jun didn’t know much about this; he had read some books recently, but these customary things weren’t mentioned in them, so he frowned and said, “A celebration…is it really necessary?”

Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless. This guy could really act…

Having broken into the Innate realm, and a Hundred Feet Innate at that, he just commented, “So this is Innate?”

And now we’re talking about holding a celebration, and you’re asking “Is it really necessary?”

We all know you’re an Immortal, but if you keep speaking like this, you’re going to make everyone feel hopeless, you know that?

In the end, it was Lang Zhen who spoke up, “Divine Doctor, this is a matter of great joy. It’s also an opportunity to announce to the world that there is another Innate expert amongst us. It’s quite necessary.”

Is that so? Feng Jun still looked doubtful, “Isn’t it a bit showy?”

“Not at all,” Yu Family’s Young Master quickly said, “You can also invite friends to come and witness the occasion.”

Feng Jun’s mouth twitched, “If I were to invite friends over, that would be terrible—can corpses attend a ceremony?”

Brother Bao also spoke excitedly, “That’s right, for example, some Innate experts with whom you’ve interacted. Previously your cultivation level wasn’t enough, and you couldn’t invite them, but this time you’re their equal, so you could ask them to be witnesses.”

Feng Jun shook his head and spoke lightly, “Those Innates who’ve interacted with me… they are all dead.”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone rolled their eyes in unison again. If you always talk like this, you can easily talk heaven to death, you know?

However, Brother Bao’s nerves were exceptionally thick, and after a moment of shock he immediately spoke up again, “That’s easy to deal with, I can help you invite at least one Innate expert, and the Yu Family could probably invite at least one as well.”

Before the Yu Family members could speak, Feng Jun shook his head decisively, “I am already an Innate expert, why do I need someone else’s witnessing?”

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent again. Logically speaking, the Divine Doctor was right—as an Innate expert, why care how others view you?

But in fact, humans are social animals. Your Innate status is not unique. If you are not sociable or don’t understand the principle of sticking together for warmth, it is very easy to encounter mishaps.

There have been many talented Innate experts who perished before they could grow due to being too obstinate and independent.

Even Yu Changqing, a cultivator, shook his head in disapproval—Divine Doctor is all right in every aspect, just too straightforward in his actions, not knowing how to be flexible.

What doesn’t Feng Jun understand about being flexible? On this plane, he has no footing whatsoever. Making a big fuss with a celebration would easily result in someone digging up and questioning his roots.

After all, he is a person that intends to pursue cultivation, with no interest in getting too entangled with the secular world—there’s an entire plane’s worth of karma waiting for him to resolve.

Seeing Yu Changqing shake his head, Feng Jun thought for a moment and then asked, “Does anyone know when and where Soul Capture Spike held a celebration for reaching Innate status?”

Soul Capture Spike was the second Innate expert he had killed, shrouded in mystery. Not only did no one know his surname, but before his execution, it was also uncertain which side’s power he belonged to.

“There have always been people who don’t host celebrations, but most of them are rats hiding their heads and tails…” Brother Bao’s words were cut short when he lifted his hand and harshly slapped his own mouth, “I’m telling you to talk nonsense…”

This slap was both crisp and loud. He shook his head and rubbed his cheek before continuing, “There are certainly those who, for special reasons, don’t hold celebrations, but Divine Doctor… many people have witnessed your advancement to Innate status.”

Feng Jun pondered in silence. If I don’t hold a celebration, would that make me appear different from the others?

But then, many have already guessed that I am an Immortal, different from ordinary people… that doesn’t seem like a bad thing, right?

As he struggled to decide, Lang Zhen, who had first suggested the idea of a celebration, spoke up, “Divine Doctor, since you broke through to a new realm here, if you invite the Zhige County Magistrate to bear witness, then henceforth, you will be the pride of Zhige, which comes with many conveniences.”

Feng Jun felt slightly moved when he heard this; Lone Wolf knew him the best, and there was certainly another meaning behind this suggestion.

After a brief moment of thought, he realized, “Can I obtain citizenship in Zhige?”

“Exactly,” Lone Wolf nodded, and thought to himself that Divine Doctor really catches on quickly.

Since Divine Doctor had brought up the topic openly, he didn’t mind making it clearer, “By then, you won’t need to use any other identity. You can directly use the identity of Zhige… What other identity verification could be more authoritative than one certified by the official government as an Innate expert?”

In Xiyin City, Lone Wolf once forged an identity verification for Divine Doctor; it was fake, but since this plane had no computerized networks and verifications were difficult, it could essentially be used as a genuine document.

But a fake is ultimately fake, and who knows when it might be exposed? Now, if they could take the opportunity to legitimize his identity, it would be more than ideal.

Lang Zhen did not believe that the secular law could trouble an Immortal, but… didn’t Divine Doctor want to keep a low profile?

“Eh?” Feng Jun finally became interested; he didn’t want others to pay attention to where he came from at all.

If there were Immortals in this plane, there could well be some so-called great powers or Saints. If someone noticed that behind Feng, there was hiding an entire plane, the consequences would be… unimaginable.

What attitude would a great power have towards an unknown plane was not something that needed guessing. Just look at how ordinary people on this plane treated the interests within, and you would know how they would treat beings from other planes—even if they were the same species.

Alright, perhaps these considerations were a bit far-fetched. The fact was, he felt that an official letter of introduction could save him a lot of trouble.

However, just then, a person who had been silent spoke out against the idea; Deng Lao Da reminded Lone Wolf, “Brother Wolf, with official recognition comes the duty to respond to official conscriptions.”

Rights and duties are always equivalent; it is impossible to only enjoy the conveniences without fulfilling any duties.

The official government rarely conscribes Innate experts, and most of the time, it is not a mandatory requirement—you respond once to three conscription calls, and that’s enough to save face for the government.

But for some, they do not wish to accept any form of constraint from the government. Deng Lao Da remembered his father saying so.

His worries were somewhat unnecessary, however, as Yu’s second young master sneered disdainfully, “Conscript Senior Feng? Does Zhige County dare, or does Qingning Prefecture have the guts?”

Deng Lao Da suddenly realized, how could I forget? Divine Doctor is not just an Innate expert!