The Chronicles of the Immortal God

“What do you mean fatty?”

Wang Hao just stared at Fang Lin as if he was an idiot. “We need to hide your identity right? I immediately thought that the best way is to make you have an appearance as far as possible to Fang Yu. If they see your face like that, they could think that you are ‘related’ to Fang Yu and that is a fact that no one should know!”

“But why fatty? There are other body types you know?” Fang Lin exclaimed dully.

“Why?” Wang Hao stood up proudly and said “Being a fatty is extremely helpful in gathering your own money! Besides that, people find fatties to be extremely amicable. Also, no one will try to pick a fight on us because we will look sloppy and weak!”

“I can make myself look fat by just manipulating my body, and my abilities won’t be affected at all. But how about you master? You are not a cultivator so how can you achieve that?”

“That’s where the training starts. You need to make me as fat as possible in one month! Mind you, I easily burn calories so you need to stuff me with food quickly!”

Then Fang Lin asked worriedly “But how about your fighting abilities Master? Won’t it be affected too?”

“Do not worry about that, I’m an expert fighter! No amount of fat can erode what the mind has got!”

Fang Lin was about to agree when he remembered a certain dream of his that will disappear already.

“But how about me making my harem! It won’t be a possibility anymore!”

“Harem? But don’t you have Fang Yu to enjoy that?”

“And you think Master Xiao Ya will easily tolerate that? From what I see right now, my Yin body could be trapped on that sect head’s own harem, if she had any!”

“Hehe do not worry about that” Wang Hao smiled sinisterly. “Once we are already successful disciples, we are gonna shed and show out our true skin for them to marvel. Hahahahaha!!!!”

Thus started the grueling one month of forced lethargy, almost ten meals of concentrated Second Stage beast meat everyday and lots and lots of water. In order to not compromise their cover, the master and disciple pair requested for the others to not see them on their training routine until they were ready to leave.

In just one month, Wang Hao gained 300 kilograms, making his own weight to clock around at 400 kilograms which was already at the extremes of the Fatty stereotype. Fang Lin just manipulated his muscles to make it look bigger. They looked at themselves in the mirror.

“I shall be called Fatty Wang, and you will be Fatty Lin.” declared by Wang Hao the night before they left. “Now that they are all asleep, let’s already make our leave and ask Elder Feng Zun to let us leave already.”

“Already, but isn’t that early?”

“Yes it’s early, but that makes us safer to those who wants to see what we look like. Nobody should at least know what we look like right now. But we can trust Feng Zun with our fatty secret.

They then stealthily crept towards Feng Zun’s office. But before they went in, the door already opened with the astonished Feng Zun looking at them with a surprised expression.

“What the hell is that get-up all about?”

Wang Hao then explained their identity situation which to their relief was acceptable to Feng Zun. “Its a bit crude but at least you got your priorities right. So you want to pose as a young master with a servant who wants to give a try for the disciple selection? Then that’s where you will start to control the sect from behind with Fang Yu’s help? Geez guys, get some help!’

Feng Zun the stood up and brought them again to the giant d*ldo-looking spirit ship. “If you want to pretend to be like that, I cannot drop you off near the sect. I’m gonna drop you off a little farther though. It will be up to you on how to get to the sect.” They then started their travel.

Even though they are already on their way to the sect, Fang Lin is currently in a bad mood. When Fang Yu arrived at the Immortal God Sect, what her master did was to spread the fact that she currently had her first disciple. Not only that, she also said that Fang Yu’s beauty and body is even greater than Xiao Ya herself that she also finds it hard to resist. To make matters worse, she spread out full-body paintings of her throughout the sect. Her beauty, elegance and oozing sex appeal has been perfectly captured on this paintings.

It didn’t take long before the paintings multiplied in numbers inside the sect. There was also an extreme rise for the consumption of tissue papers. The ones who bought it said its for their colds while letting out sounds of coughing, but Fang Yu knew that these perverts have been ‘using’ her paintings with their powerful hands to let out there vital essences everyday. She had been extremely pissed by that of course.

Not only that, but these beauty of hers immediately attracted all the arrogant young masters in this sect. They all sought to meet Fang Yu, hoping to have a chance to gain her love and attention.

But the last straw was that even the other sect head that Xiao Ya mentioned also arrived, demanding to meet her. This ‘old man’ that Xiao Ya had been talking about is the Immortal Sect Head of the Immortal God Sect, Tang Luo. He ws at the Immortal Stage. His demeanor can be described as of the raging bull. His muscles were ripped, but they wrapped around his body snugly. He has multitudes of scars running across his face which made him look really scary. But what made Fang Yu fear this man was the fact that this man had a harem of 100 girls! And it seems like he wanted to include Fang Yu in this harem too.

Of course, Xiao Ya isn’t happy about that and confronted Tang Luo directly, threatening that she will fight it out for her disciple. Tang Luo then had no choice but to leave. This made Fang Yu stay in her room for the whole duration of the month.

This means Fang Lin was not able to gather any information that could be of help on the disciple selection. Wang Hao of course is not happy with that but they decided to suck it up and just go with the flow.

“Ok, I’ll drop both of you here now.” Feng Zun motioned for them to stand. “Please,” he looked at the two of them pleadingly. “Do not attempt to do things that will go out of control here. Your own lives could even be at the stake here.” Wang Hao and Fang Lin nodded, but Feng Zun’s words just went in their ear and went out of the other.

They were then unceremoniously dropped by the ship on a long winding road. Fang Lin tried to use his eyes to see on how far the Immortal God Sect is, but he could not identify where the sect is.

“Don’t tell me we had to walk it out all the way? I might lose all this fat I deposited!” Wang Hao wailed.

But they could have been blessed by luck because they then heard the unmistakable sound of a horse wagon crossing the road. There was a man riding the horse pulling the wagon. He looked around 40 years old, with gray hair forming on his head. He had this easygoing attitude even though its obvious he had been through a lot.

Inside the wagon were three persons. Two teenage boys and one teenage girl.

Oh before the readers forgot it, Yao’er is also with Fang Lin. She just stayed hidden in Fang Lin’s shadow.

The two boys in the wagon have a slight shade of tan on their skin with some callused hands. It’s obvious they went through some hard farm work. The girl on the other hand was of white complexion and she had a innocent vibe around her. She has a pretty face but it seems normal when compared to the face of Ning’er and Fang Yu.

The wagon halted in front of them and the man driving it looked at the two and inquired “Are you two are here to also take the examination for the disciple selection?”

“Yes we are, kind sir” Wang Hao eloquently replied, with his massive frame jiggling as he bowed towards the old man. I am Fatty Wang and my lackey here is Fatty Lin.” Fang Lin just sighed for he knew that he cannot clear up his situation now.

“Hahaha, in that case, why don’t you join us? I brought my children here in hopes of having them accepted to the sect.”

“Well we accept your invitation, Sir??”

“Haha just called me Old Yang.”

“Then Old Yang, we will not be shy!” Wang Hao and Fang Lin went inside the wagon and then Old Yang made it start moving again.

Inside the wagon, Wang Hao and Fang Lin felt extremely uncomfortable. The source of their discomfort is from the girl in the wagon, who has been staring at the two since earlier. There was some drool that was also dripping out of her mouth.

“So tasty…” the girl muttered.

“Hiiiii!!! Did we meet some cannibals?” Wang Hao and Fang Lin lamented to themselves at the same time.