All Chapters of Immortal Mountain Master: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Hey, I scored 95.5 out of 100 marks for this week's test. How many marks did you get?" a student nosily inquired."96," his friend smugly replied. "I heard the lowest is 27.""It must be Jon again. What a loser," Jon's classmate sneered at him. "He cannot do anything right," another shook his head. "He is so pathetic," a friend who had been close to him now dissed him. Jon usually barely passed and even miserably failed some of his school's tests. His classmates could not understand why he was performing so poorly in school. However, Jon did not pay any attention to their snide remarks. Although he had difficulty understanding what his teachers taught during class, he did not give up. He always clarified any questions he had and practiced whenever he was free. Now, however, he had less time to do that since his father was ill.Ring, ring, ring…"School is over. I need to forage for herbs in the forest," Jon thought to himself as he packed his desk and headed out of his classroom

One year ago…Cough, cough, cough…"Husband, are you alright?" Jon's mother looked worried. "You have been coughing for weeks and it is getting worse each day.""I am fine," Jon's father replied. "It is just a cough. I will get better soon.""I think you should take a break from work to rest," Jon's mother advised. Jon's father shook his head, "My company needs me. I will be fine." The next day, however, he could not get out of bed."What is wrong husband?" Jon's mother was frightened. "You were still up and about yesterday."His entire face was pale and he could not speak. Jon's mother immediately requested for a doctor to visit their home. When the doctor arrived and examined Jon's father, he frowned. "I am sorry but I am not able to treat Master Ye," the doctor shook his head. "Please find another doctor.""But you are the best doctor in the town," Jon's mother cried. "If you cannot treat him, who can?"When Jon heard the news related to his father, he was determined to find a c

"Who are you talking to Mel?" Raphael crossed his arms and sized up Jon. "I did not give you permission to call me that," she sharply replied.In a bid to alleviate the tension, Jon cleared his voice and said, "She is my best friend." Little did Jon know that he added fuel to the flames. "I am not talking to you," Raphael snapped at Jon. "Keep your mouth shut."Raphael then turned to Melissa and frowned, "Why are you friends with a nobody like him?"Melissa glared at him and defended Jon, "He is not a nobody. He is my best friend. Class is starting soon. Come on Jon, we need to go."Jon and Melissa walked to their next class. Raphael glared at Jon from behind. He was determined to gain Melissa on his side and was not going to give up on her that easily. ---Their next class is combat training. In this lesson, Master Li, their combat trainer, demonstrated basic Tai Chi attack techniques. "Tai Chi focuses on speed and balance," Master Li instructed. "Remember that when sparring."T

After a short interval of silence, Jon cleared his throat and mumbled, "We were playing with each other."Jon good-naturedly covered Raphael.Raphael, however, chose not to speak. "Very well, I will accept your explanation. You may leave." Master Shi nodded at Jon then turned to Raphael. "Young man, I do not wish to see anyone holding their weapons on school grounds outside of the training room," Master Shi frowned then confiscated Raphael's boomerang."This will stay in my office until you submit a 10 000-word reflection explaining why you were holding your boomerang here," Master Shi sternly told Raphael. Unable to control his indignation, Raphael spewed a string of vulgarities at the principal. Master Shi was appalled at his imprudent behavior, "For your lack of repentance and rudeness, you will also serve a month of detention."Upon hearing that, Raphael realized what he had done and could only helplessly nod, "I apologize Master Shi." "You are dismissed," Master Shi coolly sa

The alchemist eyed Jon several times."Judging by the looks of his clothes, he is a poor man's child," the alchemist thought to himself as he pondered about the amount he should quote to Jon. "A bag of coins should be more than sufficient for him." "1 000 coins," the alchemist finally said tranquilly. "1 000 coins?" Jon forlornly thought to himself. "That is less than half the price I was expecting."Jon's society held alchemists in high regard. He knew he was in a disadvantageous position but he needed to try to strike a better bargain. He kept a calm mien, "This pill is freshly made using precious ingredients. Please reconsider your offer.""1 000 coins—take it or leave it," the alchemist firmly replied. Jon knew that his family was in a dire situation and depended on selling the pill for survival. He refused to easily accept the initial price, especially when it was so low. He changed his tactic, "Could you offer me a bundle of ingredients and 1 000 coins in exchange for this