Chapter 131: Can Even a Pig Become an Immortal?

"Ah..."
"Ahhh! I'm dying, I'm dying! Ah, it hurts so much!"

What was originally a standard-level heavenly tribulation had been upgraded to nightmare-level, all because of a single sentence from Qingcheng. The continuous, agonizing screams made Ye Qiu’s skin crawl; he couldn't bear to look.

"Good heavens, that’s just too brutal! This goes to show, one shouldn't act like him—having no real ability yet talking big, as if he’s afraid he won't die fast enough..."

It was too tragic. Unable to stand it any longer, Ye Qiu turned his head away to avoid the distressing scene. If I can't see it, I won't be bothered by it. The poor kid was being struck until he looked like a piece of charcoal, nearly beaten back into his original form!

Even Yue Chan couldn't bear to watch. She turned to Ye Qiu and said, "There’s nothing else here. I’m leaving now! I’ll come find you once I’m done with my business..."

With that, she flew off, leaving Ye Qiu standing there in a daze.

"Hey, what are you coming back to find me for? I don't owe you any money..." Ye Qiu muttered, feeling depressed. He suddenly realized he might have offended that woman again. Given her grudge-holding nature, she certainly wouldn't let him off the hook so easily.

Well, it looks like I’m in for some bad luck again! Why did I have to provoke her? I really just brought this on myself.

*Slap!*

As he thought about it, Ye Qiu suddenly slapped himself across the face. "I'm really heartless," he cursed. "That kid is almost being struck to death, and here I am, distracted by such trivial nonsense. I’m a terrible person..."

After scolding himself, Ye Qiu took out a bag of melon seeds and sat quietly on the hillside to continue watching the show.

"Heh, it seems this kid is pretty resilient! A good show of someone getting struck by lightning wouldn't be complete without some peanuts and melon seeds..."

While he claimed to be anxious, Ye Qiu wasn't actually worried at all—in fact, he found it somewhat amusing. Cao He, standing behind him, was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, Xiao Cheng is being struck like that, and you still have the mood to eat melon seeds?"

As he spoke, Cao He grabbed a handful of seeds from Ye Qiu’s hand and started snacking too.

Good grief, for heaven's sake, act like human beings! Are the things you say completely disconnected from what you’re actually doing? Are you just doing your own thing? Denouncing others with righteous indignation while simultaneously kicking them while they’re down? That’s just too much.

Ye Qiu shot him a glare and retorted, "What do you know, you gluttonous, lazy, stinky fool? This kid won't die. If he were to die from this, he wouldn't be the protagonist!"

Ye Qiu wasn't worried in the slightest. From the very beginning, he had deduced that the boy was the protagonist because his life was simply too tough. Not to mention that he had survived a brush with death at the hands of a terrestrial immortal, but look closer—who else could endure such relentless, non-stop heavenly tribulations? Each one of those strikes could kill a normal person, and yet he had taken hundreds of them. It was nothing short of a miracle.

That was why Ye Qiu remained unfazed, even tempted to laugh. If he isn't the protagonist, I’ll livestream myself eating excrement!

"Heh, I finally found you, my protagonist! Hahaha... Who would have thought? The protagonist was by my side all along, and I just didn't notice. No, this time I must cling to his leg. Only by following the protagonist will I have money to spend and girls to chase..."

Ye Qiu was elated. At this point, if you claimed he wasn't the protagonist, it would be hard to justify. Based on Ye Qiu’s years of reading novels, protagonists usually shared a few traits: humble origins, both parents deceased, good-looking, extraordinary talent, and most importantly, they are unkillable! Their tenacity is terrifying.

Usually, people like this are following a classic protagonist script—they are creators of miracles. Qingcheng fit all these points perfectly. If he wasn't the protagonist, Ye Qiu truly didn't know who was. However, Ye Qiu seemed to forget one thing: he fit those characteristics himself.

Cao He didn't understand what Ye Qiu was talking about, but to avoid being called an idiot again, he nodded as if he understood perfectly. "Oh, so he is the protagonist the boss often talks about! I could tell from a young age that this kid was very clever. No wonder..."

Ye Qiu paused and looked back at Cao He. Seeing him spout nonsense with such a straight face, Ye Qiu felt embarrassed. Good grief, have you learned to talk nonsense too? Where did you see him being clever? His intelligence is about the same as yours; you two are truly a pair of dunces. Originally, these terms were compliments, but ever since the two of you appeared, Ye Qiu felt they had become insults.

"By the way, where did Xiao Hong go?" Ye Qiu asked casually. He hadn't seen that dim-witted creature all day.

Cao He said seriously, "Oh, it wanted to come over and take a look earlier, but before it could even enter the barrier, it was blown away by the wind. Its pride was wounded, so it went off to find a place to lick its wounds..."

"?"

Ye Qiu wore a look of utter confusion. "If it couldn't get in, why were you able to?"

Ye Qiu was stunned. The Sky-Swallowing Sparrow was at least a Heaven-realm expert, right? If even it couldn't withstand the gale, and you, you rascal, claim to be an ordinary person—how did you get in?

Cao He was also stunned. A look of terror suddenly appeared on his face. "That’s right! How did I get in? Boss, how did I get in?"

"How should I know!" Ye Qiu rolled his eyes. If you don't even know how you got in, how would I?

Cao He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, puzzled. "This makes no sense. I'm not a cultivator, so how did I get in? Could it be... that I am also a hidden master? And I just didn't know it?"

Cao He began to doubt his own existence. His expression was exactly the same as the one Ye Qiu had when he first realized he was a master—bewildered, at a loss...

To become a master by simply eating and sleeping every day without even realizing it? That was too sloppy, wasn't it? If those who spent their whole lives unable to reach the Supreme realm heard this, they would probably die of anger.

Ye Qiu examined him carefully and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Holy cow, when did you open your Heavenly Gate?"

Ye Qiu was shocked. This kid had opened his Heavenly Gate quietly and without even knowing it? My goodness, he had already entered the rank of a terrestrial immortal? Heavens, even this stupid pig could become an immortal? It was a miracle, one of the world's great wonders. That a pig could become an immortal truly refreshed Ye Qiu's understanding of the world.

"Heavenly Gate? What is that? Are you talking about that shimmering gate that keeps appearing in my body?" Cao He asked blankly. Ye Qiu nodded, and heard him continue, "Oh, so that’s the Heavenly Gate! I thought I just had an upset stomach and something was wrong with me. Besides, there’s nothing special about it. Yesterday, I ate a few too many fruits and farted all night, and when I woke up this morning, I saw this gate..."

Ye Qiu: "???"

You rascal, when others become immortals, there are heavenly tribulations, natural phenomena, and all sorts of grand special effects. And yet, for you, it just took a few farts? A true talent. You are indeed a pair of dunces.