I'm Just an Ordinary Person

Several streaks of golden Buddhist light flashed across the gloomy sky from time to time.

The aura of Tribulation Crossing stage cultivators swept in from all directions, completely unconcealed.

Regardless of whether there were cultivators present, and regardless of whether those cultivators minded.

At this moment, the Buddhist sect was using the hardest fists to declare their current stance.

Any cultivators present restrained their auras and stopped flying through the air, quietly landing on the ground instead.

For cultivators, this wasn't the first time the Buddhist sect had acted tyrannically in the West Niuhe Continent, and they had long understood these unspoken rules.

However, the Buddhist sect was, after all, an orthodox and righteous faction. As long as they weren't the target, it was highly unlikely that the Buddhists would casually sweep up innocent bystanders along the way.

Therefore, most cultivators followed the rules at this moment. Aside from obediently walking on the ground, they continued with their business and headed to their destinations.

"What a grand display..."

Chu Xingchen sat by the carriage, sighing with emotion as he watched the golden lights swirling across the horizon.

Wukong, who was driving the carriage, unconsciously cast a sidelong glance at the sighing Chu Xingchen upon hearing this.

Such a massive display was all to catch him, so what was there to sigh about?

Due to the Buddhist sect's control, this official road was currently occupied not only by mortals but also by cultivators walking or driving carriages.

As for how to distinguish between cultivators and mortals, it was extremely simple.

Cultivators mostly walked with their heads held high and chests puffed out, with weapons either hanging at their waists or strapped to their backs.

Mortals mostly wore obsequious smiles, taking the initiative to bow their heads to whomever they met.

Beside Chu Xingchen was a young Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He was half-lying on the edge of a carriage. Sensing Chu Xingchen's aura, which emanated a cultivation base of roughly the mid-to-late Foundation Establishment stage, he spoke in a relaxed tone:

"Although the Buddhist sect is overbearing, they still somewhat follow the rules when doing things."

"However, a formation like this is indeed rare... I wonder what could have caused the Buddhist sect to make such a massive fuss."

Seeing someone strike up a conversation, Chu Xingchen looked over and joked with a laugh:

"Perhaps some exalted Buddha of the Buddhist sect had his lover stolen away, and failing to win them back, is now trying to silence them with murder."

Hearing this, the young Foundation Establishment cultivator also laughed and shook his head, teasing:

"Fellow Daoist must be joking. Don't monks have to keep their lower halves in check? I heard that the more profound a monk's cultivation, the stricter they control their lower regions. How could they possibly have a lover stolen away?"

Chu Xingchen's expression was animated as he said, "Has Fellow Daoist never heard that everything has two sides? In today's world, people only show their good side to others."

"If it were really news meant to be known, why make such a huge commotion while keeping quiet about the cause?"

"If it were something major like exterminating evil cultivators and saving the common people, just watch whether the Buddhist sect would broadcast it to the whole world."

"It's probably family shame that can't be aired out. It might be far more scandalous than we can imagine."

Hearing this, the young Foundation Establishment cultivator felt it made sense.

Another formidable aura streaked across the horizon, and a dazzling golden light flashed past their eyes.

He thought for a moment and said, "To be searched for by the Buddhist sect with such great fanfare, it must be some top-tier figure."

The young Foundation Establishment cultivator's voice suddenly lowered a bit. "Previously, three great sects allied and entered the West Niuhe Continent. The momentum was massive, but later they strangely retreated."

"After the Buddhist sect returned to the West Niuhe Continent, I heard they started looking for someone. I feel this person must be connected to those three sects."

"Just what kind of figure could stir up the Eighteen Immortal Sects like this..."

"Although being wanted like this is considered unlucky, this person must be a top-tier figure."

"Able to witness glory we cannot see, and able to climb to realms we cannot reach."

"The path of a cultivator is long and far."

The young Foundation Establishment cultivator paused, then smiled and said:

"My aptitude is only average. If I could become a figure like that, I would willingly be hunted by the Buddhist sect."

"At least I would leave a name in this world, letting the big shots remember that there is someone like me among the world's cultivators."

"I've also heard that the world's chosen geniuses are rare, while legends are as numerous as clouds."

"If I were such a figure, I suppose I could converse with chosen geniuses and meet with legends."

"Just what kind of peerless elegance do the chosen geniuses possess, and what kind of worldly invincibility do the legends hold?"

"To be able to take just one look in this lifetime would definitely be worth it!"

Wukong drove the carriage, casting a sidelong glance at the young Foundation Establishment cultivator's expectant expression.

The emotions in his heart were quite complex.

Those caught in the storm often wish for a moment of respite to catch their breath.

Yet those outside the storm envy others for summoning the wind and rain.

Chu Xingchen looked ahead. Further up, the aura of Tribulation Crossing experts was already sweeping through. Beside him, Wukong also cast an inquiring gaze his way.

However, Chu Xingchen was in no rush to respond. He looked at the young Foundation Establishment cultivator and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist is quite free-spirited. May I ask your name?"

"A rogue cultivator, Qingyun Sword, Lu Zhao. May I dare ask Fellow Daoist's name?"

Chu Xingchen stood up. He did not answer aloud, but instead replied via voice transmission:

"It seems someone gave me a title, but I haven't bothered to find out what it is."

"However, my name is Chu Xingchen."

Listening to the voice transmission, Lu Zhao's eyes widened, and he stuttered slightly:

"You... You are..."

"That's right, exactly who you're thinking of," Chu Xingchen revealed a smile. "Fellow Daoist, do I count as a chosen genius?"

"N-Naturally you do!"

Lu Zhao's expression was agitated, seemingly somewhat in disbelief.

If one were to ask about today's chosen geniuses, Chu Xingchen's name had long left the others in the dust.

He overpowered Daoist Yuyang and had a very good relationship with the extremely mysterious core disciple of the Xuanqing Heaven Sect, Xu Jin.

Not to mention the core disciples of the Tianyan Sect.

Furthermore, it was heard that the legendary figure Bai Xuanling followed by his side from time to time, and there were even rumors that Bai Xuanling was Chu Xingchen's Dao Protector.

That was Bai Xuanling. So many cultivators had grown up listening to her legends.

Who wouldn't want to be like her, invincible across the Central State with just a single sword?

No matter what kind of legend the opponent was, she would settle it with a single sword strike.

If such a legend was willing to act as a Dao Protector, then this person was bound to become a legend among legends in the future.

There were even rumors that in this three-sect alliance, Chu Xingchen was the core organizer.

Perhaps this wasn't just a rumor. Only someone like Chu Xingchen, who had deep ties with the core disciples of the three sects, could facilitate such an unprecedented major event.

Or rather, if such a figure couldn't be considered a chosen genius, could there even be any chosen geniuses left in this world?

Chu Xingchen smiled, took out a bottle of mortal wine he had bought from his spatial ring, and tossed it to Lu Zhao:

"It's good that you recognize me, so I'm not just flattering myself."

"Fellow Daoist, I have important matters to attend to shortly, so I won't chat with you any longer."

"If we meet again in the future, if there's a chance, I'll introduce you to other chosen geniuses."

"The path of a cultivator is long, filled with all sorts of fortuitous encounters, so it's best not to belittle yourself."

"Anyway, in my eyes, Fellow Daoist is a chosen genius."

"When we meet again in the future, I will definitely have a good chat with you."

Lu Zhao's mind was somewhat dazed. Holding that bottle of wine in his hand, he slightly opened his mouth as he listened to Chu Xingchen speak.

He heard it somewhat fuzzily, yet every word and sentence seemed to be carved into his mind.

The next moment.

Chu Xingchen's figure dissipated. When he reappeared, he was already extremely far away, turning into a streak of rainbow light shooting forward.

Lu Zhao stood up, gazing far into the distance. After taking two deep breaths, he replied:

"Until we meet again!"

After saying that, Lu Zhao's gaze turned toward Wukong, who was driving the carriage.

Wukong spread his hands and said in a somewhat helpless tone:

"I don't understand what you guys are talking about. I'm just a mortal."