Mortal: Dual-Body Transmigration, Proving the Dao in Two Realms

"Let's find a populated place first and see what happens."

Chen Ming stood on tiptoe, ready to take flight.

The next moment.

An awkward scene unfolded.

He no longer has his storage bag!

Without a storage bag, the flying artifact inside his storage bag naturally disappeared as well.

"Hiss, the condensed Dharma body couldn't even bring over the original body's items? Besides a piece of clothing, there's nothing else?" Chen Ming's lips twitched slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that nudity is indecent.

He felt that the Dharmakaya might not even have clothes!

"Alright, let's walk to the island and find out more about it first." Chen Ming sighed and used his lightness spell to run towards the interior of the island.

Although this place is just a small island.

However, this is only relative to the vast land of Tiannan. In fact, the diameter of the entire island should be around thirty or forty miles.

Such a large area.

Who knows, maybe there are otherworldly humans living there?

Whoosh, whoosh!

Using his lightness technique, Chen Ming's figure darted wildly through the trees on the island. Before long, he discovered a trace of what appeared to be human activity under a large tree.

"Barbecued or steamed food? And fish bones too. Judging from the appearance, it must have been made a few days ago." Chen Ming looked thoughtfully at the fish bones and traces left by burning wood under the big tree.

Burn wood.

The inhabitants of this island are most likely not skilled in magic, otherwise why would a fireball spell burn so much wood?

of course.

It's also possible that the cultivators here are not skilled in fire-based magic.

However, in any case.

At least we have a clue.

Chen Ming quickly determined the direction and then jumped along the path ahead.

After an incense stick has burned.

He arrived at the summit of a small mountain inside the island, his eyes gleaming as he looked down at the buildings below.

This is a typical, ordinary fishing village.

Their dwellings were all made of piled stones, much like the residences for new disciples in Yellow Maple Valley.

But what surprised Chen Ming the most was...

There is an extremely luxurious courtyard inside the fishing village!

It was a three-courtyard complex, with the main structure made of bluestone of the same color and size, and the bluestone was carved with patterns of different shapes, making it look extremely beautiful.

"interesting."

Chen Ming smiled slightly.

What could possibly make such a unique building appear in a poor fishing village?

The answer is obvious.

Only extraordinary power!

Money alone could not create such a huge difference, nor could it make it possible for only one building to exist.

"I didn't see any trace of any restrictive formations, which makes things easier for me. I'll grab someone and ask them a few questions first." Chen Ming thought to himself, and then silently left the mountain peak.

......

Buyu Village.

"Ah Le, let's go fishing, otherwise we won't be able to collect enough offerings for this year." Inside a house, a dark-skinned boy suddenly heard his childhood friend calling from outside.

He put down his work and pushed open the old wooden door.

"You go first, I still need to gather herbs for my mother, I'm afraid I won't have time to go fishing." Ah Le shook his head slightly and said in a low voice.

In Buyu Village.

Being unable to pay the offerings is a capital offense!

But asking him to give up his mother would be worse than death.

"Fine, whatever."

Upon hearing this, his childhood friend sighed, shook his head, and walked towards the only road in the village.

Not long after.

He arrived at the beach, where the boys who had been waiting for him gathered around, chattering amongst themselves.

"How did it go, Brother Yue? Did it work?"

"Why isn't Ah Le here, Brother Yue?"

"Hmph, I doubt that kid has given up on his sickly mother yet."

"Brother Yue, I think we should just tie Ah Le up, so as not to waste his flesh and blood."

The boy called Brother Yue's real name is Wu Yue. He is about 1.8 meters tall and has an extremely rugged appearance, but his eyes are small.

At that moment, he heard the last words from his companions.

He suddenly swept his gaze sharply over them and said sternly, "How many times have I told you not to say such things here? If the Immortal Master hears this, do you want to die?!"

I have heard of the words "Immortal Master".

The surrounding teenagers all showed fear on their faces.

"Brother Yue, I understand."

The boy, who was being stared at by Wu Yue, trembled violently and replied in a shaky voice.

"If Ah Le doesn't come, we'll just fish as usual. He's the only man in his family, and he'll have to fish sooner or later to make a living, so what's the rush?"

Wu Yue snorted coldly.

Those who live near mountains live off the mountains; those who live near the sea live off the sea!

Although they live in a mountainous area, this principle still applies.

Ah Le will eventually come back to fish to replenish the nutrients his mother is lacking. Being too hasty will only reveal their intentions.

If that matter doesn't work out, how can Wu Yue become the disciple of the immortal master, and how can he rule the entire fishing village in the future?

As for the group of teenagers around him?

We can just throw them in together later.

I imagine the immortal master will be satisfied with that even more potent spiritual substance!

"Let's go fishing."

With these thoughts in mind, Wu Yue called out and boarded his fishing boat, followed closely by the other young men who also boarded their boats.

Not long after.

Several fishing boats then rowed along the interior of the lake, hoping to catch enough fish to make a living.

......

On the other side.

After seeing Wu Yue off, Ah Le, who lived in the fishing village, glanced worriedly at his mother lying on the bed, then picked up the medicine basket on the ground and walked along the village road toward the mountains inside the island.

just.

He had barely left the fishing village when a fleeting figure grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him into a small tree hollow.

"Bewitching spell!"

A glint of light appeared at Chen Ming's fingertips, and then he pressed down hard on Ah Le's back.

Bewitching technique.

The basic spells in the mortal world may have impressive names, but their effects are pitifully small. They are basically only used by cultivators when they are fighting against mortals.

However, Ah Le currently has no power within him.

Perfect for using mind control techniques!

The hypnotic spell took effect quickly. Under Chen Ming's guidance, he gradually gained a preliminary understanding of the entire fishing village. However, the more he learned, the more serious his expression became.

One question after another surfaced in his mind.

"I can understand being able to hear the language of this other world; it's probably an effect of the runes on the Twin-Bodied Jade. But why is the immortal path in this world so strange? Is this really cultivation?"

Chen Ming muttered to himself.

Humans feed on fish, and fish feed on humans.

But the truth behind it all.

But it is a case of humans eating each other!

Such behavior would make even the demonic sects of Tiannan ashamed. After all, although they also regard mortals as tools and resources, at least they don't slaughter a batch of them every now and then like raising pigs.

And in their hearts.

At least they still belong to the same race!