Aku adalah seorang pelajar kelas 12 SMA, aku adalah seorang Introvert, teman ku pun hanya sebatas teman sekelas saja, namun sekarang aku berencana untuk berubah, aku tidak ingin menjadi seorang introvert lagi, di SMA inilah aku mulai mencoba bergaul, akupun mengikuti salah satu Organisai disekolah.

Aku pun mulai bertemu dengan seseorang yang aku sukai, aku mulai menyukainya sejak kelas 10, saat pertama kalinya kami bertemu dan disinilah kisahku dimulai.

'Xiao Wang' was an affectionate term that only Zhao Ming Qing used. Everyone else referred to him as 'President Wang'. This was because Xiao Wang was Zhao Ming Qing's student, and he had the position only because of Zhao Ming Qing's connections despite being so young. If it weren't for Zhao Ming Qing's, he wouldn't be where he was today.
With the president around, the certificate wouldn't have been a problem at all. After calling up the relevant departments, the certificate finally reached Lin Fan's hands. Although it was just a piece of paper, it meant alot more to Lin Fan.
Sighs of relief.
Lin Fan arranged the papers neatly and got ready to leave the place.
Xiao Wang wanted to ask Zhao Ming Qing a few questions but realized that Zhao Ming Qing had already gotten ready to leave the place with Lin Fan. Till now, he still didn't know what was going on and who the young lad was, and why Elder Zhao would call him Teacher.
Forget it. This was Elder Zhao's business. I would just come off as annoying if I probe too much into this.
Outside the Ministry of Health.
"Teacher, are you satisfied with this?" Zhao Ming Qing asked, his face full of glee.
Lin Fan nodded. "Indeed, I am. I am impressed with the efficiency of the Ministry of Health."
"When do I formally become your disciple? This needs a huge ceremony!" Zhao Ming Qing said excitedly.
Lin Fan nodded. "Yep, that's for sure. Becoming someone's disciple is a grand occasion."
Zhao Ming Qing was on cloud nine. He finally found someone to teach him the true art of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he promised himself that he would work harder than ever to complete learn from Master Lin.
"Teacher, when will my discipleship start?"
Now that the certificate was completed, he felt more comfortable. As far as the discipleship was concerned, he still had to wait, to find the right time to bring it up, otherwise, all of these would go to waste.
"This issue isn't urgent, let me think for awhile," Lin Fan waved him away, saying.
Zhao Ming Qing was getting a little worried. "Teacher, didn't you say just now that you'll accept me as your disciple once I've settled your certificate?"
Lin Fan paused for a moment, before looking at Zhao Ming Qing. "Who said that? I said just now that I would consider. Furthermore, you dare to contradict me even when you haven't become my disciple yet. Imagine what will happen next time when you learn even more things from me!"
Zhao Ming Qing immediately put his hands together. "Teacher, I did not. Can I know when will you consider?"
Lin Fan gestured towards the sky, causing Zhao Ming Qing to look at him in confusion. "Teacher, what is the meaning of that?"
"Look at the sky," Lin Fan said calmly.
"Teacher, what is the meaning of that?" Zhao Ming Qing asked, confuddled.
Lin Fan tilted his head skyward. "If it is today, let there be thunder, signifying that it is the Heaven's will for you to be my disciple. If there is no lightning, then we'll have to wait for the next time. Let me consider in the meantime."
Zhao Ming Qing tilted his head and looked at the sky, which was clear, azure blue, the sun hanging at the center of the sky. There wasn't a single dark cloud.
Mu Lao looked upwards as well. "The sky looks so clear. It doesn't look like there is going to be any lightning."
Lin Fan chuckled to himself. If there were an actual lightning bolt, it was as good as seeing a ghost. Don't you get it? This is my attempt at subtly letting you down.
The opportunity to become my disciple is over and gone. My own talent is superior! Do you think just anybody can be my disciple?
Suddenly!
Rumbling sounds!
Lin Fan was originally immensely proud of himself, but in that instant, he looked up, seeing a flash of lightning race across the sky.
"This...this..."
Zhao Ming Qing was completely overjoyed. "Teacher, there is thunder! Thunder!"
"F*ck!" Lin Fan was seething with rage. How was this even possible? But Lin Fan kept his cool, replying, "I know there is thunder."
"Teacher, does this mean I get to be your disciple now?" Zhao Ming Qing asked, his face looking at him expectantly. In all his years, this was the fourth time he got this excited.
Lin Fan stood there and continued to observe the sky, unable to believe what just happened. This phenomenon also attracted the attention of a few other onlookers.
A promise was a promise, and he could not go back on it.
"Yes, you... You may be my disciple," Lin Fan stuttered.
Zhao Ming Qing was elated beyond belief and was at a loss for words. "Teacher, don't you worry. This is a grand event and I'll let the whole Traditional Chinese Medicine community know that you have become my master and I'll invite everyone that I know to my ceremony. However, I do know alot of people, so if you find this too much a hassle, we can figure out something a little simpler."
Lin Fan looked at Zhao Ming Qing, still in a daze. "What do you mean by simpler? Now that you're my disciple, everything must be done in broad daylight and everything must be grand. As long as your friend is in the same line of work, you have to invite them."
Zhao Ming Qing nodded his head. "Alright, alright. Teacher, you don't have to worry about that."
Lin Fan still couldn't get over the fact that there was thunder on such a clear day. "Alright, I'll go back first. Once you've made the arrangements, look for me on Cloud Street."
Lin Fan got into his car and drove off.
In the car, Lin Fan whipped out his phone. He frowned as he read the notifications page.
"Warning of imminent showers with thunderstorms today..."
Rain started to fall!
Not long after, it started to rain cats and dogs.
"F*ck, how could I not have seen this coming? This is my unlucky day!" Lin Fan shook his head helplessly. But at least, Lin Fan didn't have any problems taking Zhao Ming Qing as his disciple Teaching someone without any basic foundational knowledge would just be a pain in the ass, but teaching an old Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner with a very solid foundational knowledge would be much more efficient and may even benefit society. It wasn't too bad an option.
Since I've agreed already, I'll just let it be.
As far as I am concerned, I don't like students who were all action without any character, and Zhao Ming Qing was not one of them.
I have to let everyone know that I am the most awesome and legendary Master Lin!
As long as people had the impression that you were awesome and legendary, it wouldn't matter if you did something stupid.
Back in the Ministry of Health.
Zhao Ming Qing Lao Mu were taking shelter from the rain. "Being someone's disciple really isn't an easy task."
Mu Lao looked at Zhao Ming Qing concerned. "Elder Zhao, you're already so old, and your Master is so young. If you let everyone know that he was your Master, wouldn't it be bad for you?"
"What's bad about that? Although Teacher is young, his skills and knowledge far surpass mine. Discipleship does not depend on age. If I chose not to do this just because of age, it would be a great loss to me."
"What about your family? I don't think they will agree with it, especially your sons and daughters," Mu Lao said.
"Who cares if they agree or disagree with my decision. They can't stop me, and if they do, I'll break their legs," Zhao Ming Qing said, his voice raised a little.
Mu Lao shook his head and laughed. "Alright. Such an expert at such a young age, it really isn't easy. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Say, do you think the mysterious doctor from the Internet who everyone was going crazy about, could it be him..."
Zhao Ming Qing smiled at Mu Lao. "I'm not so sure. Anyway, I've got to go back and start to prepare for the ceremony, as well as invite all my friends and colleagues."
Mu Lao couldn't imagine what reactions and things would happen on the day itself...


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

Lin Fan looked at Xiaoze. This one was a genius, a true genius in martial arts. He had high abilities, just that his personality was rather arrogant.
"Alright… Shuishui, go get two teacups and boil some tea water."Lin Fan said.
"Yes, teacher." Liu Shuishui looked at Xiaoze, her eyes blinking rapidly. For girls, the handsome Xiaoze was very appealing. The cool and cocky face carried a great deal of damage in the eyes of females.
Not long after, Liu Shuishui trotted back carrying two teacups and a kettle.
"Teacher, I brought them."Liu Shuishui placed the items on the podium and silently glanced at Xiaoze, her eyes quietly sparkling.
"Alright, since you two were captured by my personality and seek to become my disciples, naturally I cannot just decline you two. You two should be familiar with the process for discipleship, so I won’t say anything more." Lin Fan pulled out a bench and sat down on it, then beckoned for his students to stand behind him.
This should be proper enough.
For Lin Fan accepting an A class genius was a rather impressive matter on his part.
Lin Fan didn’t think he would be so fitting as a teacher. Sometimes, one’s high charismatic skill just cannot be stopped.
"Teacher, please have some tea." Zang Tianhao immediately filled a teacup without any hesitation, then knelt in front of Lin Fan while presenting the tea to him. Zang Tianhao understood that if he wanted to progress further on the path of martial arts, then the person in front of him could definitely lead him forth. 
For himself and also for Han Mengmeng, Zang Tianhao had to work hard.
"Good" Lin Fan received the tea and took a small sip while nodding his head.
"Teacher, please have some tea." After a moment’s hesitation, Xiaoze also followed after Zang Tianhao. The reasons Xiaoze was seeking discipleship from Lin Fan were because he accepted his defeat, and secondly, he had this mysterious, budding, and persistent feeling within his heart that kept nagging him, ‘Hurry up and seek discipleship, hurry up and seek discipleship… If you don’t become his disciple, you won’t be able to taste the Ruler of Love in the future.
"Well, I already have thirteen students. They are all seniors for you two. Zang Tianhao, you are my fourteenth student and Xiaoze would be the fifteenth. Lin Fan said.
Xiaoze exploded upon hearing this,"Teacher, why am I the fifteenth? What qualifications does he have to be above me?"  
As for the other thirteen, Xiaoze didn’t bother saying anything. It was fine if he was under them, but the critical point was what capabilities did Zang Tianhao have to be above him?
"Because he knelt before you. Also, my words are words of wisdom. As my student, you cannot question my words." Lin Fan said.
Xiaoze didn’t say anything, but he was disgruntled. He had been suppressed by Zang Tianhao, which was unbearable.
"Teacher, didn’t you say last time that not everything a teacher says is correct. If one has doubts, shouldn’t they speak up?"Liu Shuishui said from the side.
Lin Fan froze. Something was off, what had happened to the usually lovable and docile Liu Shuishui? When did she start questioning my words?
Lin Fan glanced left and right and realized Liu Shuishui’s flowery gaze, then secretly cursed. Was it possible she had been ensnarled by Xiaoze?
Traitor, a full blown traitor.
"Ahem…" Lin Fan lightly coughed. How could he refute his own words at this point. Even if he was in the wrong this time, he had to still make it seem like he was right.
"Other teachers can sometimes be wrong, but everything I say is the truth of life. Alright now, today’s discipleship ceremony is now over. Let’s start the lesson."  
Lin Fan didn’t want to continue this subject any longer.
Xiaoze had ensnared one of his great disciples right upon his entrance. He would remember this for now, and in the future when Xiaoze messes up, he would punish him with the Ruler of Love.
…
In the Imperial palace…
The great Yan Dynasty was a subsidiary of the Saint Devil sect, so when Saint Devil sect disciples came to the Yan Dynasty, they naturally would receive the highest treatment. Even if other sects came to the great Yan Dynasty, they would only be able to stay within the imperial city as they didn’t have the rights to live in the imperial palace.
The Yan Emperor sat quietly upon his throne, with his eyes closed and a slight smile on his lips.
The Saint Devil sect, Generational sect, Infinite Devil sect, Lianlong Sword sect, Righteous Path sect…both the righteous and devil sects had sent many over. The lesser celestial medicinal pills surely had quite an alluring effect to be able to attract so many sects over.
The Yan Emperor opened his God's eyes. They flashed about, but hidden within was an immense amount of anger.
When he recalled the despicable person that had sneak attacked himself and the Queen, and the fact that the person still hadn’t been found, his heart churned with rage.
He had been majestic his entire life. He had never encountered such an incident before, and this was a great shame for him, something he would never be able to wash away.
At this moment, the Yan Emperor submerged himself into the void and then appeared within a dark mysterious place.
The place was like an abandoned area within the world, pitch black as the lamps in the corner shined dimly.
The Yan Emperor walked slowly forth along the dark passage.
"Ah…" Bursts of piercing shrieks sounded out from within like demonic screams. When he reached  the end, a mixed sour smell of rotten decay entered the Yan Emperor’s nose. The Yan Emperor marveled in this rotten smell, the feeling was incredibly wonderous.
The powerful and dignified Yan Emperor revealed a revolting expression. If this was seen by the citizens, they would surely be shocked.
"Clang, clang…"
Sounds of steel chains colliding with each other rose like a demon’s roar; sinister and terrifying, bringing forth tremendous fear.
Within the very depths was a deep cell surrounded by walls. Numerous glowing hooks penetrated the chests of each prisoner within the cells.
"Death to the Yan Emperor."  
Waves of bitter curses echoed deep throughout the dungeon, as if casting forth the feelings of unyielding willpower within the hearts.
"The heavens belong to me, the earth belongs to me… Your hatred will only make me stronger, haha." The Yan Emperor’s eyes became pitch black as if he were possessed by a demon, and his body was enveloped within a light of blood.
"Everything is mine."  
The Yan Emperor held out his arms, his long hair flowing wildly. The entire dungeon suddenly burst forth with a frightening wave of suction.
The people imprisoned within the dungeon began shivering. Their blood energy then began surging forth and slowly merged into the Yan Emperor’s body.
"Death to the Yan Emperor." A person within one cell had long been reduced to a bare thin figure due to suffering from a long time of absorption, and at this time, he became even drier and eventually was reduced to a pile of bones.
The Yan Emperor immersed within the marvelous feeling of blood energy.
The blood of the Gods within the Saint Devil sect is mine.
The entire world is mine.
No one can stop me.
"You all should enjoy your last limelight." The Yan Emperor’s pitch black eyes slightly changed, then with a final laugh, he walked through the void and left.


Yours Truly shall have all of you bow down to me!

Arriving in this brand-new world, Lin Fan found himself in possession of a system which allows him to level up indefinitely unbounded by the limitations of this world. Upon learning a powerful technique of Monkey Steals Peaches, Lin Fan realises that he’s poised to literally become the strongest person in this entire world. But of course, how boring would that be unless the whole world gets to know about his great name?

Shameless. Righteous. Smart. Lin Fan will let no one (or balls) stand in his way to glory!

Hilarious for all the wrong reasons and exciting for all the right ones, this novel will definitely have you roaring out in laughter and set your blood pumping all at the same time. Join us in this rollercoaster of a masterpiece with Lin Fan and his trusty sidekicks as he shows the world what it truly means to be YOURS TRULY.

There is a person, whose entire life is a legend. 
There is a person, whose extraordinariness radiates from his brows 
There is a person, his name is Lin Fan. 
Everybody: “Lin Fan, I want to have your babies.” 
A dominating life of unrestrained swag needs no explanation.

After a brief wait, Di Fuyi was finally done with the setup. He turned around and saw Gu Xijiu sitting with her arms wrapped around her knees. Fixedly, she looked at him with a lack of engagement in her eyes.
She seemed a little lost, like a child who was about to be abandoned.
His heart ached for her again for a moment.
But later, he laughed at the absurdity. She was the most superior being that had ever existed. Why would he even think of her as a child?
As usual, he tended to overthink the situation whenever she was involved.
He shook his head abruptly to dismiss the unwanted thoughts quickly and put his emotions aside. "Let's begin."
He raised his hands and posed in a manner that suggested that he was ready to resist any of the impending thunderbolts.
"All right," she agreed as she closed her eyes.
Steadily, she sank her feet into the sand and took the chance to catch a quick breath. Then, she started to dissolve the discipleship. "From this moment on, I, Gu Xijiu as the creator of the universe, will no longer be a master to Di Fuyi. Regardless of what happens, we shall embark on different paths from today onwards. Our lives will not cross paths from this moment on, and we will have nothing to do with each other anymore." 
Nothing to do with each other anymore?
Di Fuyi's heart sank upon hearing her words.
Once Gu Xijiu was done, purple clouds started to surround them in the sky above, rolls upon rolls. Under the dark sky, her robes fluttered fiercely in the violent gusts of wind. "Fuyi, your turn now."
He was overwhelmed by a sudden sense of anxiety, but it was too late for him to turn back.
With a deep breath, he followed, "From now on, I, Di Fuyi, will no longer be a disciple to Gu Xijiu, the Divine Lord."
He did not say anything more, for he never intended to stay out of her life for good.
Ten years was all he needed. After a decade, he would become a more capable man. When the time came, he would pursue her again and not give her to chance to escape.
As soon as he finished speaking, the utterly stubborn Love Bracelet on their wrists shattered abruptly. The pieces then disappeared entirely.
Something did not seem right.
All he wanted to achieve was the dissolution of their discipleship. Nothing more. 
He stood right up and uttered, "This…"
Before he could say anything more, the first streak of lightning struck like the deadly blade of a grim reaper. As soon as the violence erupted, it felt like doomsday was upon them.
He had never seen or expected such a horrifying sight.
Di Fuyi subconsciously evaded the streaks of lightning. Meanwhile, Gu Xijiu cast a streak of seven-colored rays to encapsulate him in a protective barrier.
Just then, a streak of lightning hit the seven-colored layer of protection and immediately shattered it into pieces. The flash of white light actually penetrated the barrier and struck him. 
He could feel his veins boiling and aching in unspeakable pain. Even the colors started to fade from his cheeks.
The next streak of lightning was aimed at Gu Xijiu. She made a turn to cover herself in a seven-colored barrier of protection. However, no amount of protection was enough. The lightning dispersed the protective layer and struck her hard from above. Her face immediately went pale after just one strike.
The streaks of catastrophic lightning continued to rain down upon them, one at a time, leaving them no room to catch their breaths. 
Every time the lightning struck, she would always protect him by casting a barrier around him using her own spiritual power. Although, it was not enough to stop the flash of electricity, at least she could help to absorb some of the force from hitting him head-on.
After a while, the clouds finally went away, revealing the scorching sun from behind them.
During the catastrophe, every part of Di Fuyi's body was in pain to the point where he would rather just die.
But oddly enough, the pain disappeared along with the ominous purple clouds. The only thing he felt now was exhaustion. The man was so tired that he wanted to take a restful nap right away. 
However, he tried to stay awake and quickly checked on Gu Xijiu. 


In a modern world, a professional assassin was murdered by her beloved and found herself revived in an ancient world as a general's daughter with a weak physique. She was engaged to a prince, but because she did not have a nice appearance, her fiancé and sister attempted to kill her. Although she had to struggle to survive, there were also those who unconditionally loves her that supported her in her time of need. 

How does she intend to adapt and survive in such a foreign and hostile world? Follow Gu Xijiu on her journey to discover her one true love!

1.) the power of god
•Mathew 16:18

2.) A revitalized and committed leader.
•Luke 6:14
°A student is not above his teacher but ever your who is fully fromed will be like this teacher.

3.) you need coach who will hold you accountable.
•Hebrew 13:17 
°obey your leaders and submit to their authority.

•2 Corinthians 2:9 
°"the reason I wrote to you was to see, IF YOU WOULD STAND THE TEST AND BE OBEDIENT.

4.) To succeed in this goal (discipleship), you will need a proven process.

5.) Finally, you need hardwork, patience and steadfast endurance.

Even Azief himself believe he had no right to judge a person choice of how to live their life. 
Being cowardly did not mean that the person living a meaningless life. Sometimes people become a coward because they have to. 
Because they are some things that are more important than their pride. 
Like a father that did not want to get involved in a delinquent fight so he could go back home and kiss his little girl.
Azief did not disdain such person. As long as one could live, as long as one could survive, that is what matters. As long as one could live and there is hope, then life still have meanings.
The only reason for Azief to interfere in a person way of life is when their way of life harms others and obstruct him.
After all, he could not respect all of them the same. Azief is not some kind of Buddha that could accept everything
In Pandemonium the sight of parents handing out silvers and gold so that their children could go train in some city sponsored dungeon is a common sight.
When some wandering independent Disk Formation traveler is in town some people would pay anything for their children to be under that person discipleship.
With Disk Formation leveler as a teacher even an Orb Condensing Stage could roam the world relying on the protection of the teacher.
And there is a higher potential of one becoming stronger under a tutelage of such a figure.
As such, it is not a rare scene to see some young kid referring to some older people as their master or teacher since discipleship is even encouraged in many great powers.
In this matter, Pandemonium had an edge since it is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. 
To many people living in this new era, not all of them are as talented as Death Monarch. Of course if Azief heard this, he would surely rebuke them. 
There is nothing about talent in gathering energy. It was always about survival. What talent is there to speak off! 
After all, when the Fall happens, no one got any walkthrough on how best to proceed to become stronger. 
There is even that game-like system to help humanity familiarize itself with the changing makeup of the world. 
Everyone during that time was standing on the same starting line. The difference is only their mindset, their experience and their determination
The reason Azief was strong and the many others heroes and heroines that appears in this era become strong is simple. It is not about talent. It is not about luck. 
It is about determination. 
To survive and to follow one own path. 
However, to follow one path, one must first survive. And that is what Death Monarch focused the most during those early days of the Fall. 
He survived first. 
Then when he is strong, only then he can walk his own path. 
The weak speaking about justice and following their own path is laughable. How could a weak person enforce justice? How could a weak person not get blown by the wind walking on their own path?
Justice require strength. Walking on one own path also requires strength. When one has strength, justice could be enforced and their determination will not get swayed.
But the stories about Death Monarch is always exaggerated. As the storytellers in inns and taverns tells it, Death Monarch was turned into a figure of virtue.
His flaws were diminished, his virtue exaggerated. Statues and monument were built to glorify him.
In some places a temple was erected with his statue placed inside it. 
In some villages a monument of him is placed on the entrance of their villages like it is some kind of amulet of protection that warded off evils.
In a world of magic, superstition and belief is not something that should be laughed at. There is power in belief and faith in a world of magic.
The people of Pandemonium had lived in peace from monsters or outside threats since the day Death Monarch got the title the strongest person in the world. 
It enables them to develop a working and prosperous society.
Those kids and many more people had lived in a world where Death Monarch is idolized, respected and even in some parts of the world and in Pandemonium, worshipped.
They are proud of Death Monarch and they aspire to be like him. To look down upon the world and to be invincible and peerless
When they saw the weather turns for the better, they know that Death Monarch had calmed down his feeling and matters had settled in the Centre Palace.
And while these kids that is now rushing to the city square brush off the matter simply, for the many other residents of Pandemonium, they have many thoughts.
With Death Monarch return, Loki had to hand back the power he had. 
This is not exactly good for some people.
For the merchants that have made their home in Pandemonium these did not mean it would be better for them. 
They preferred Loki then Death Monarch
To the merchants Loki the Trickster is better than Death Monarch in governing
Death Monarch did not care about the merchants or took care of the governance but Loki was different.
Because of Loki, some kind of economy had been formed and with the World Government and the Republic support, the economy of the world had revived only in a different form
They sued the gold coins they got from killing monsters and the miens that have energy crystal to mint coins and assign values to them thus stabilizing the act of buying and selling and creating a new currency of the world
After all, not all people could be like those people in the story they heard at inn and taverns that could go without food and water. 
Not all people could reach Energy Disperse stage and it is even harder to reach Disk Formation.
The world had changed too much from the time of the Fall. At that time, energy was in abundance and everyone level up pretty fast. Now, it is very hard to even level up one level.
There is also the matter of the Shadow Guards and the three Army.


In the aftermath of apocalyptic event, a man rises above the others to lead an era. 

With threat beyond the stars, as Supreme Beings of otherworldly watches over as Destiny and Fate work their way, an era of Gods descended upon Earth

And in his rise, lies a terrifying secret.  Read how he rises above it all, through all the complicated love life, his determination to push through his own fate and destiny and the Will that pushes him forward.

With all of this, could the Fate that was written be overturned? And will he truly rise to the top and survive?

A great battle for the fate of the Universe began.

This is the story of Lord Shadow.

PS: The SS stones is not determined by me. It is determined by how long the chapter is. I have taken steps to cut some of the chapters but there are some chapters that could not be cut as it would obstruct the story.

And a chapter is usually ten thousand word each. I have taken steps to cut it and make it into part sized in the later part of the story because many were complaining and thought I was the one that determines the SS so I hope this answers your question.

So....if you like long chapters and long story this is the story for you. Ciao. And hope you enjoy the story

PS: I also wrote Age of Heroes, Song of Heroes and Age of Adventure

The Ajati Matriarch?
Even after returning to Earth, he still heard this term, and Meng Qi was even stunned for a moment, as if he was still in the Real World.
Yet, as he thought over it carefully, based on his limited knowledge of history, the Ajati Matriarch did not suddenly appear on Earth, but rather could be traced back to the Ming Dynasty, where research suggested that it was the White Lotus Sect which had changed to the maitreya belief.
In other words, the Ajati Matriarch already had prior knowledge of Earth.
Moreover, within Earth's history, there was not just the novels Journey to the West and Investiture of the Gods, but also Taoism and Buddhism, as well as Li Dan's Tao Te Ching.
Apparently, the influential figures of the Nirvana Realm were not unaware of Earth's existence… Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully. It was easier hiding something among the masses. If the Devil Buddha was to pick a secretive hideout to leave his reflected self, any secret place would have attracted attention, and a lot of effort would be required to hide this place well, whereas by just cutting connections and throwing it at Earth which had once been patronized by the people of the Nirvana Realm, nobody would even think of investigating an ordinary and unremarkable person.
Seeing Meng Qi nod his head, the neighbor's face instantly lit up, "Are you also the Ajati Matriarch's disciple?"
"It's just that I have heard of this divine name before," Meng Qi snapped out of his musings and answered jovially.
With a pious expression, the neighbor said, "The Ajati Matriarch is the beginning and end of everything, the God of Gods. She teaches us that all men are brothers and all women are sisters, to respect and love each other, to support one another, and wait for the mother's descent to free us from this bitter place and return to our true home."
It was obvious that these sayings were taught by someone, and the neighbor must have memorized it countless of times to be able to recite it so fluently. He ended with, "Little Meng, I can't deny that this life of mine has been rough. I didn't do well academically, did business at a loss, and apart from never touching drugs, I ate, drank, gambled and womanized. I'm almost forty but I still don't own a car or a house. I still take money from my parents, and the prospect of marriage is nonexistent. Everyone mocks me, looks down on me. Living is pointless, but ever since I worshipped the Ajati Matriarch and joined the sect, I was suddenly part of a brotherhood, I received sincere support from them. They even helped me with my bachelorhood. I am getting married at the end of this year."
"You are no longer young. Aunty and uncle have long been worried about your marriage prospects. Why don't you join the Luo Sect? As long as you want to be enlightened and turn over a new leaf, there will be good girls willing to be with you."
Incredible, entering a discipleship can ensure you a spouse? This strategy is indeed the best! The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, and he suddenly thought of his situation and smiled bitterly: Come to think of it, my wife was in the Luo Sect, but I lost her…
Lost in thought, Meng Qi narrowed his eyes and saw that the neighbor had a weak Power of Vow that was being sucked into the void.
Is the Ajati Matriarch really recruiting disciples here?
"My apologies, I'm already part of another discipleship," he replied seriously. "Our teachings aren't very much different from yours, but more inclusive, all men and women are siblings!"
"Ah…" the neighbor looked lost, he did not get it. He saw Meng Qi extend his right hand, and Meng Qi's long fingers with a layer of luminous light gently touched his forehead.
With a bang, he felt lights dancing in his vision. His vision became black and white, and the world suddenly looked like an illusion.
Meng Qi grabbed his biggest karma thread which shone with light from the Power of Vow, and immersed within it, quickly spreading to the end.
The earth's environment was quite pure. Many gods were just legendary imprints, bearing no power in the world. Naturally, the karma threads related to the Power of Vow were very simple, allowing him to immediately latch on and move upstream!
In the void, there were little ripples. A dash of chaotic colour twinkled on the karma thread, pausing at each node, but it quickly chose to move on.
In a house in a nearby district, a group of people held their Lection characters, and recited silently while sitting in front of the statue of the Ajati Matriarch. Dots of shapeless light gathered around the statue, and suddenly the statue became dull, as if cloaked by darkness, as if the sun had been covered, temporarily falling into the shadows.
After that moment, the statue returned to how it was before.
The statues in the county, the urban areas and the provincial capital had all fallen dim before brightening up, one after the other.
...
A covert black car drove on the highway, then took a left turn, and after showing its identification documents, drove into a heavily guarded garden.
It was a vast garden, with sentries posted every few yards. There were surveillance cameras and high-tech gadgets everywhere.
Inside the car, besides the driver, there were two men and a woman. A man in a tuxedo with an imposing look sat at the front passenger seat and held the identification documents. The woman in the back seat was young, with light refreshing makeup, looking admiringly at the man beside her.
That man wore pure white, vintage-style clothes. His hair was silver, but there were no creases on his face. There was a sage-like vibe about him. His stance was calm and his eyes were closed, as if indifferent about entering a restricted territory.
"Hierarch, you are indeed an Immortal Being of the Present World. Even my heart was thumping in my chest, but you acted like it was nothing," the girl looked at him expectantly.
This was because they were about to meet one of the highest ranking officials, someone who held the fate of the country in the palm of his hand. If he could strike a deal with him, the Luo Sect would reach new heights!
Without opening his eyes, the hierarch smiled gently, "I have already devoted myself to the mother, and everyone is brethren, so what is there to be nervous about?"
"Yes, our faith is lacking," realization dawned on the man in the front passenger seat. "Hierarch, the sick person agreed to meet us this time because his condition still worsened even with the help of modern medicine, so he sought help everywhere in his desperation, and turned to the supernatural instead. How confident are you?"
The driver and him were the subordinates of the high-ranking official, but after witnessing the Hierarch's magical powers, they were completely convinced, and became the Ajati Matriarch's believers.
The girl raised her eyebrows. The man's sudden question made it seem like he was questioning the hierarch's abilities. Clearly he had not been in this discipleship long enough!
The hierarch waved his hand, his eyes still tightly shut on his clear face, "Since the Shang Dynasty fell, the sky and earth were detrimentally damaged, the gods, Buddhas, and the celestial beings were all restricted, and could no longer use their godly powers in this world. If you had asked me that question twenty years ago, I would have replied that I was not at all confident, and could at most give him some comfort, but today the end is closing up on us, limiting our mobility. The Ajati Matriarch showed pity on us, descended to Earth, and my strength is no longer how it was back then."
Saying that, he opened his eyes, and it was just chaos. His pupils which could no longer be seen shot out two feet long light rays of the Power of Vow.
"The Ajati Matriarch, the Void Hometown," the other three people were awestruck and reverent while they chanted. The car's journey was unusually smooth.
He was indeed an Immortal Being of the Present World!
After the thorough inspection, the car stopped in front of a mansion which had guards at every corner, looking at them.
The Hierarch was oblivious. With steady steps, he casually strode forward. Although his eyes were shut, he was as familiar with the place as if it was his home, and he did not trip.
After yet another thorough inspection, including body-checks, the Hierarch finally stepped into a study, where a plump man with dyed black hair sat on a sofa authoritatively. His secretary was beside him, and several bodyguards surrounded him.
"Due to my title, you had to go through many inspections. Forgive me for the trouble," the plump man smiled and stood up to welcome them.
The Hierarch did not open his eyes, but smiled, "You bear responsibility for the country, which cannot be taken lightly. My wait was understandable."
After some small talk, they sat down. The plump man glanced over at his subordinates, and asked with a smile, "Our country's history runs deep and long. While the traditional ways had its dregs, they also have valuable importance. I've heard rumours that Mister Wang had healed several pancreatic cancer patients?"
It was not a question, it was a statement. Someone had already verified the truth of the rumor.
"All the credit belongs to the blessings of the Ajati Matriarch," the Hierarch took out a red cloth from his pocket, and slowly opened it to reveal a white lotus. Within that lotus was a gentle-looking jade statue, carved to look like a beautiful lady, her expression maternal, her gaze merciful.
The expressions of the bodyguards beside the plump man changed instantly. They had not detected the red cloth or the statue during the body-checks.
How did he smuggle it through?
The Hierarch carefully arranged the jade statue of the Ajati Matriarch, then stood up and bowed respectfully, "May the mother take pity upon us, and cure those before you."
Spears of colorful light shot out from the jade statue. The plump man and his subordinates were amazed and shocked.
The light rays converged on the plump man's body. He immediately felt a weight lift from his body, his aches and pains gone, the wrinkles on his skin visibly smoothed out.
A few moments later, the light retracted, and the plump man examined himself. Surprised and happy, he exclaimed, "Mister Wang is indeed an Immortal Being in the Present World!"
The expression of the people around changed to admiration.
The Hierarch smiled and opened his eyes, which were still full of chaos, "It was just a small trick. Your praise is unwarranted."
As his voice died down, the jade statue of the Ajati Matriarch suddenly dimmed, as if a layer of darkness shrouded it.
Immediately after that, above the head of the Hierarch appeared a hand white as jade, which engulfed his head.
"Help!" the Hierarch was in sheer terror, and reflexively screamed for help.
The long and powerful hand gripped his head, pulling him into the void!
Instantly, the glow returned to the jade statue, but the place where the Hierarch had stood was empty. He was nowhere to be seen.
It was then that the surrounding bodyguards snapped back to their senses and pulled their weapons out.
Even with their long training and mental preparation, their faces were still in utter shock. What just happened was like a scene right out of a movie, and they still couldn't tell whether it had really happened.
The Immortal Being in Present World's terrified gaze and twisted expression in his final moments was etched deep into their minds.
What just happened? The plump man was still quite shaken up, as if he had returned to his younger years, listening to his father tell stories of demons and ghosts.
"Go check the security cameras, see if they caught anything," he ordered without losing his composure.
...
With his hair in a mess, and his saintly composure gone, the Hierarch noticed a flight of stairs in the darkness, and saw a young man with his hands in his pockets. He looked young but his eyes were deep and fathomless, with a faint sorrow, as if he was an ancient being who had experienced the force of time.
Thinking back to when he was snatched into the void, the Hierarch gulped uneasily, and faked a steady voice, "May I ask what God are you? I am a sworn disciple of the Ajati Matriarch. Please let us talk in a proper manner."
The Ajati Matriarch was a real God, the top among many celestial beings! Her name was enough to shock many fairy gods. The Hierarch felt proud, but after what had happened he did not dare act too mighty. That mysterious tactic was indeed unheard of.
Meng Qi smiled, "The Ajati Matriarch and I have been at war with each other for many years. I am not unfamiliar with her, you do not need to speak."
At war with the Ajati Matriarch for many years? The Hierarch immediately cowered, his heart beating out his chest.
Could it be that he was in the presence of the Ajati Matriarch's biggest enemy?
The figure who had been long at war with the Ajati Matriarch was not someone he could look in the eye!


I care not of my past and neither of my future.
Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders!
History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more.
Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form?
Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the  Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception?
From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!


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