Chapter 10: My Son Becomes an Immortal Master? Lord Wang Fen is Speechless

Shock, astonishment, utter bewilderment. The scene fell silent, everyone drawing in sharp breaths. The old farmer from before waved his hand in delight, shouting excitedly: "Good riddance!" "This scoundrel finally received the Immortal Master's punishment!" The onlookers were dumbfounded. Zhang Niujiao, a ruthless and hardened ruffian accustomed to life and death, had taken his own life under Wang Yan's few words? There was only one reasonable explanation: Wang Yan's immortal powers. An Immortal Master whose words carried the force of law—if he decreed death, one could not live. Discussions erupted.

"Did you all hear? The Immortal Master told Zhang Niujiao to end his life, and he did!" "This is what it means to speak, and it becomes reality?" "The Immortal Master can not only conjure steamed buns and porridge but also punish evildoers with his powers!" "Impressive!"

Wang Yan: "..." Internal monologue: This was just the effect of the enchanted pill. If only I honestly had the power to make my words a reality. My speech talent is only at level 1, with limited emotional influence. I eagerly anticipate the effects of my speech talent reaching level 2, with its hypnotic power. Hypnotize people into crazy lovers and resentful women? At this moment, the system notifications kept coming. 

[Emotion points +99]

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[Believer +1] 

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[Emotion points 216352] [Believers 1321]

A short speech had doubled his emotion points and tripled his followers. Why be stingy now?

"The bandit leader is dead; the rest will not be judged!" "Follow me, Wang Yan, and I guarantee you will all have enough to eat!" "Now, please line up in an orderly fashion. We will start distributing white porridge and steamed buns, one portion per person!"

As soon as Wang Yan spoke, the crowd went wild. The perpetually hungry Yellow Turban soldiers felt the warmth of spring. "The Immortal Master is blessing us!" "He's giving out white steamed buns and porridge again!" "And this time, everyone gets a share!" "Why rebel anymore? Follow the Immortal Master!" ... System notifications once again flooded the screen. 

[Emotion points +99] 

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[Believer +1] 

[Believer +1] .... 

This had become a virtuous cycle. Wang Yan looked at the hopeful and worshipful gazes and continued: "Zhang Jiao deceives everyone into rebelling. What we need to do is not participate in the chaos but expose his conspiracy to save more people." "Those with fields go back and cultivate. Those without can follow me to other villages and persuade those misled by him!" "In three days, we will meet in Guangzong. I, Wang Yan, will personally ensure that Zhang Jiao, the mastermind of this rebellion, is punished!"

As soon as Wang Yan finished speaking, responses erupted from all sides. "Follow the Immortal Master!" "Follow the Immortal Master!" ... The momentum was incredible. Meanwhile, Wang Yan pondered his next steps. The refugees should be pacified and integrated into the ranks first, regulated by military discipline, and later managed through land cultivation. 

When Lu Zhi's army arrives to quell the rebellion, he could lead his troops to join them, helping to eliminate Zhang Jiao and earn military merits for his entry into officialdom. If he didn't establish a legitimate position with the court, raising such a large force would be considered treasonous rather than opportunistic.

"Zhou Cang, reorganize the Yellow Turban troops. You will lead them from now on." "Yes." Zhou Cang knelt on one knee, deeply grateful for Wang Yan's trust. Previously, he was merely an executioner in the Yellow Turban army. Now, he suddenly commanded two thousand men—a meteoric rise.

"Wang Er, select some strong men from the common people to distribute the food. From now on, you will handle logistics." Previously shackled by his timid nature, Wang Er was now ecstatic. He wanted to cling tightly to the Immortal Master's leg, feeling the sensation of rising to the top.

Ren Hongchang ran up to Wang Yan, her face full of anticipation, eyes twinkling. What about me? Wang Yan dismissed the others and said to the pretty girl in front of him, "Accompany me back to the carriage to sleep." Ren Hongchang blushed deeply, remembering Wang Yan resting on her lap, her face turning red to her ears. She lowered her head, wishing to hide her face in her chest. In this era, men and women were not to touch, making Wang Yan's words sound scandalous. "Oh my, how embarrassing." The young girl covered her face, running towards the carriage, afraid others would hear and gossip.

Wang Yan watched Ren Hongchang's reaction, momentarily dazed. Ah, his words were indeed ambiguous. But it didn't matter; it was inevitable anyway. [Host exchanged 3000 white steamed buns, and 3000 bowls of white porridge, spending 6000 emotion points] Wang Yan waved his hand and turned to walk back to the carriage. Behind him, a mountain of white steamed buns and neatly arranged bowls of white porridge appeared on the high platform. Gasp. Gasp. Everyone gazed at the food in awe, then looked at the imposing figure walking away, drawing in sharp breaths. "Is this the legendary world within a sleeve?" "How many times can the Immortal Master use his powers daily?" "So much food, how much immortal power does it consume?"

As Wang Yan walked away, he stepped on a stone, twisting his ankle and stumbling. A slight misstep appeared monumental to the onlookers. "Oh no, the Immortal Master is exhausted." "Immortal Master....." The crowd, seeing Wang Yan's limping, was moved. "The Immortal Master exhausts himself to bless us. Truly compassionate." "Yet we have nothing to repay him!" "We are sinners!" 

[Emotion points +99] 

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[Believer +1] 

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System notifications kept coming. Wang Yan: ??? ... Ye City, in the governor's mansion. Wang Fen paced in his study. Wang Yan was his only son, and the Wang family of Dongping was dwindling. Wang Fen valued Wang Yan greatly. 

Now, Wang Yan had been missing for three days, and Wang Fen was anxious at this moment. The steward rushed in, urgently reporting, "Master, great news! Young Master Ziwen has been found—no, it's bad news!" Wang Fen: "..." What did that mean? Was it good or bad? Found or not? Wang Fen steadied the breathless steward. "How is Ziwen?" 

Gasping for breath, the steward said, "Master, the good news is the young master has been found. The bad news is he refuses to return!" Wang Fen, puzzled, asked, "He refuses to return? What does he want?" "Yes, the young master said he wants to stay in Guangzong to suppress the rebellion!" Wang Fen: ??? "Alone, how does he plan to suppress the rebellion?" "Master, the frontline scouts report that the young master has become an immortal master with supreme powers, known as the Great Immortal Master, rallying the people of Guangzong against the rebel Zhang Jiao." Wang Fen: !!! Is his son dabbling in the supernatural? This was not his son! 

Wang Fen, a prominent scholar, couldn't believe his son had become a charlatan like Zhang Jiao. What a disgrace! Rebellious son, where did all those years of studying go? "Doesn't he know his limits? Playing with the supernatural?" "Send someone to bring him back immediately!" The steward continued, "The young master said no matter what, you must send a recruitment letter to Guangzong. He has great plans." 

Wang Fen, speechless, asked, "Recruitment letter? For whom?" The steward replied, "Changshan Zhao Zilong." Changshan Zhao Zilong..... Who is he? The land of Jizhou had many talents; why him? Wang Fen squinted, displeased, "A wayward son refuses to return and orders his father?" The steward added, "The young master also asked the scout to relay a message, hoping you will think it over carefully." "What message?" Wang Fen was puzzled. 

The steward conveyed, "Dare I ask, Father, do you possess the abilities of Yi Yin and Huo Guang?" Wang Fen frowned; what did this mean? Though renowned, he was far from their level. Suddenly, he trembled, his eyes widening in realization, terrified. Yi Yin, a powerful minister of the early Shang, once exiled Emperor Tai Jia. 

Huo Guang, a Western Han regent, deposed Emperor Liu He and installed Liu Xun. Both were influential ministers who successfully manipulated imperial succession. Wang Yan's subtle warning suggests that his father refrains from overreaching. Historical records state, "In 188, Wang Fen conspired to depose Emperor Ling and install He Fei Hou. He failed and committed suicide." Given the timeline, Wang Fen likely had such plans. Wang Yan's foresight was accurate. 

At this moment, Wang Fen's face darkened, filled with suspicion and dread. "Could he have become an Immortal Master?"