Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3718: A Chaotic Birthday

Elyon tried recalling what he himself had been doing around Lin Mu’s current age.

After thinking for nearly a minute, his expression became even darker.

”...I was still in the Nascent Soul Realm,” Elyon admitted.

Meng Bai looked over curiously.

”What were you doing back then?”

Elyon stared blankly ahead.

”...Chasing a rabbit beast.”

The surrounding area became silent.

”A rabbit?” Meng Bai repeated.

”It stole medicinal herbs from our tribe,” Elyon replied with complete seriousness. ”I chased it for three days.”

Cattaleya burst out laughing immediately.

Meanwhile Elyon only looked more depressed afterward.

”I spent a century chasing rabbits...” the wolfkin muttered. ”And Lin Mu spent it becoming a terrifying immortal monster.”

Lin Mu coughed awkwardly.

”It was a very fast rabbit?” he offered.

Elyon stared at him in silence.

That somehow made things worse.

Meanwhile Cattaleya still looked utterly unconvinced by reality itself.

The tall woman pointed directly at Lin Mu with trembling fingers.

”You...” she began.

Then paused.

”You’re just one hundred?”

Lin Mu nodded cautiously.

Cattaleya looked physically pained.

”I could accept ten thousand years old,” she declared. ”I could even accept a hundred thousand! I would sooner believe you’re some ancient devil king pretending to be young than accept this nonsense!”

Lin Mu shrugged helplessly.

”It just happened.”

”Argh! My heart!” That sentence nearly caused several dwarfs nearby to cough blood. ”It’s happening! I’m getting a heart demon!”

”I’m already in qi deviation!” Another dwarf said, spitting out a liter of blood.

”Shouldn’t we do something?” Lin Mu said looking at the dwarves getting ill.

But Daoist Chu held him and shook him. ”Hey! Don’t change the topic!”

Lin Mu gulped.

”It just happened?” Daoist Chu repeated faintly. ”Do you hear yourself?”

The twins meanwhile sat atop Lin Mu’s shoulders giggling in strange hissing sounds while enjoying the reactions immensely.

Then Lin Mu suddenly remembered something.

”Oh right,” he said casually. ”The twins became immortals before turning ten.”

Absolute silence followed.

Then Cattaleya exploded.

”THAT DOES NOT COUNT!”

Her roar echoed through half of Mantleheim.

Several drunk dwarves fell off tables from shock.

”They’re beasts!” Cattaleya argued furiously while pointing at the twins. ”Crazy snake beasts with absurd bloodlines! Beasts are unfair by default! They can be born immortal and nobody questions it!”

The twins tilted their heads proudly afterward.

One even puffed out its chest smugly.

Cattaleya pointed back toward Lin Mu again.

”But YOU are human!”

Lin Mu raised one finger.

”Technically I’m only mostly human now.”

”THAT IS WORSE!”

Meanwhile Meng Bai had entered a completely different state.

The young man sat cross legged nearby counting on his fingers with utmost seriousness.

”Master is one hundred...” he muttered.

”And I’m fifty...”

He paused.

Then counted again.

”...That means...”

Another pause.

”...I’m half Master’s age?”

The revelation struck him deeply.

Meng Bai stared blankly into space afterward.

His cultivation achievements suddenly felt very fragile.

He had always believed himself fairly talented.

Reaching the Dao Treading Realm in his forties was already something most sects considered exceptional.

Yet Lin Mu had become an immortal before even reaching that age.

The gap felt absurd.

Meng Bai slowly lowered his hands.

”If Master is one hundred...” he whispered weakly. ”Then compared to immortals... I’m basically...”

”You’re a fetus,” Cattaleya answered instantly.

Meng Bai froze.

”Fetus Bai,” Daoist Chu muttered from the ground.

Several dwarves overheard that and immediately burst into laughter.

”Fetus Bai!”

”Protect the fetus!”

”Someone get the boy milk!”

Meng Bai buried his face into his hands.

Meanwhile Jing Wei laughed so hard he nearly dropped his mug.

The old man wiped tears from his eyes while downing alcohol between breaths.

”This...” he gasped. ”This was absolutely worth keeping secret.”

Even the dwarven elders looked deeply shaken.

One old mountain dwarf slowly examined his own hands.

”I think...” he muttered thoughtfully.

”The last time I trimmed my nails was over one hundred years ago.”

He looked toward Lin Mu afterward.

”My nails are older than the boy.”

The nearby dwarves collectively inhaled sharply.

One fireforge dwarf suddenly looked horrified.

”My boots are older than him.”

Another whispered numbly.

”I have socks older than him...”

A rune dwarf looked genuinely traumatized.

”I once spent two hundred years studying a single rune.”

He pointed accusingly at Lin Mu afterward.

”What were YOU doing during that time?”

Lin Mu thought about it honestly.

”Uh, two hundred years ago? I don’t think even my grandparents were born then.”

The rune dwarf looked ready to faint.

The celebration descended into total comedic chaos afterward.

Groups of dwarves started comparing random objects older than Lin Mu.

”My drinking mug!”

”My beard oil!”

”My first hammer!”

”My ex-wife!”

That final statement caused the entire nearby district to roar with laughter.

Even Lin Mu eventually started laughing helplessly alongside them.

After all, hearing immortals and ancient dwarves complain that their household items were older than him was honestly difficult to take seriously. Still, beneath all the comedy and shock, there was also genuine admiration.

Everyone understood now just how monstrous Lin Mu’s talent truly was.

The things he had accomplished in only a century would already be legendary achievements for cultivators who had lived tens of thousands of years if not longer. And somehow, despite all that power, Lin Mu still behaved naturally around them.

That perhaps shocked them even more.

Eventually the atmosphere slowly stabilized again.

The music resumed.

The alcohol flowed once more as food began to being served to Lin Mu. The variety here was a bit limited, but it was certainly not limited in quality. Top quality meats and herbs procured from all over the immortal realm were used to make these dishes.

Even the Immortal Court would be stunned at seeing the quality of this banquet and perhaps only an Immortal Paragon’s Birthday might have such dishes being served along with the treasured dwarven liquor that even they might not get to taste.

The laughter returned louder than before.

Though now, every time someone looked at Lin Mu, there remained a strange expression in their eyes.

Half disbelief.

Half awe.

And a little fear.