
The central academic building covered a large area with four entrances from various directions. Zhang Zian and Old Time Tea both walked around the building and confirmed that the Elfin wasn't there before they entered the building. 
The ground floor was busy. The shiny marble floor was reflecting everything above it. Looking up, the high ceiling could make people dizzy. Four elevators and an extra one for teachers were all full. Many students were waiting to get on the next ride. 
Although he didn't want to get in the crowded elevator, climbing up the stairs sounded less attractive. Zhang Zian decided to take the elevator and take the stairs down one floor at a time. 
He squatted down and said, "Grandpa Tea, let's take the elevator. Jump up to my shoulder so it will be more comfortable for you."
Looking at the seriously cramped elevator, Old Time Tea smiled and jumped up on Zhang's shoulder. 
Feeling the weight on one side of his shoulder, Zhang Zian supported himself with one hand on the ground. 
Old Time Tea was quite heavy. 
"Grandpa Tea, you have to stay put. I am getting up now," he reminded Old Time Tea and then raised himself up. 
Old Time Tea securely landed on his shoulder with its four paws. 
The door of the elevator opened. Zhang Zian followed the flow to enter the elevator. Everyone was trying to get in until it was absolutely full.  
Old Time Tea was doing great. No matter how he was pushed and pressed by others, Old Time Tea always remained balanced on his shoulder. 
Zhang Zian took a look at the buttons. Someone already pressed the button for the top floor so all he needed to do was to wait until he was there. 
The elevator stopped at almost every floor. Some people got off and some came in. In general, more people got out than got in. Therefore, there was more and more room as the elevator went up. 
The elevator arrived at the top floor. 
There weren't any classrooms on the top floor. It was an observatory.
Surprisingly, there were many young couples hanging out up here. They were hugging each other, speaking softly and laughing loudly. 
Zhang Zian felt uncomfortable as soon as he got out of the elevator. Old Time Tea jumped down from his shoulder and walked around the observatory with him. Zhang Zian was the only single guy up there.
"Look, Grandpa Tea. Isn't that Mt. Hidden Fog?"
Coming to a corner, Zhang Zian looked out from the glass wall and saw a small mountain. He remembered seeing Binhai University from Mt. Hidden Fog, so it was not surprising that he could see Mt. Hidden Fog from here. It was a nice day with barely any clouds in the sky. The visibility was extremely high. He could see the peak of the mountain. It was too bad he didn't bring his binoculars, otherwise he might have been able to see the Hidden Fog Teahouse. 
He was wondering if the two ladies in the teahouse were still in their RPG game.
Old Time Tea tried his best to look that way and said, "If you think that is Mt. Hidden Fog, you should be right."
Zhang Zian suddenly realized that cats couldn't see as well as humans during the day. It was normal that Old Time Tea couldn't see it. 
However, he also thought of something really important!
"Grandpa Tea, the teahouse owner's last name is Ye… Is she…"
Zhang Zian had already forgotten what the owner and waitress looked like. Maybe it would strike a chord when he saw them again. He remembered that the teahouse owner's last name was Ye and the waitress's name was Anxin. Those were normal Chinese names. Now that he was looking over at Mt. Hidden Fog from the university and thinking about Old Time Tea's real name and history, he realized that the owner, Miss Ye, might be someone special…
Old Time Tea laughed, "Well, I am not sure either. I just think she smells very familiar. Maybe she and my previous owner were relatives."
Immediately, Zhang Zian felt bad about capturing Old Time Tea.
Old Time Tea coming to the Hidden Fog Teahouse was not merely because of the good tea there. There were numerous teahouses in the city and many were even better. Even if Old Time Tea came to Binhai City because of Galaxy's power, it could've been to any teahouse. Apparently, it went to Hidden Fog Teahouse because of the female owner!
He now thought that Old Time Tea sitting by the fireplace was, in fact, to protect the two ladies… He had captured it and taken it away! 
At this time, there was a mixed feeling in Zhang Zian's heart. He started to regret everything that came to his mind. If he would've stayed home, he wouldn't have come up here and seen Mt. Hidden Fog…
If he would've given up the thought of capturing the fourth Elfin, he would be in the store, playing hide and seek with Galaxy, being despised by Fina and refilling tea for Old Time Tea. 
After spending some time with Old Time Tea, he began to really admire it. Old Time Tea was a Kung Fu master and easy to get along with. He loved Old Time Tea and also needed its protection. However, the two ladies might've needed it more than him. It had come to protect them!
Zhang Zian came to capture an unknown Efin, yet got himself caught between this rock and a hard place where he might have to let Old Time Tea go. 
Now that he knew the reason Old Time Tea came to Binhai, he could not pretend that he didn't know. 
"Grandpa Tea, if you want to go back to them…"
He squatted down and looked Old Time Tea deep in the eye.
Sometimes, letting go is also a form of love. Now that Old Time Tea was unlocked, it could go wherever it wanted to be. Therefore, Zhang Zian gave it the freedom of this choice. He would respect Old Time Tea no matter what its decision was. Although sad, he believed that this was the right thing to do.
Staring at Zhang Zian, Old Time Tea giggled with its beard shaking, "I'm fine."
Zhang Zian couldn't believe his ears. Even though that was what he was hoping for, he still was confused.  
Old Time Tea said peacefully, "When I saw them, I thought it could be dangerous on top of the mountain. However…"
"What?" He asked curiously."
"If I was right, Ms. Ye is pretty good at martial arts," Old Time Tea replied, "I could tell from the way she walks and stands. A normal person can't do that. She practiced for at least 10 years. That waitress Anxin also was good. The TV shows were not even comparable." 
What a surprise!
Zhang Zian wouldn't challenge Old Time Tea's judgement. If it said they knew Kung Fu, they should.
He remembered telling Snowy that if two ladies opened a teahouse at the top of a mountain, they had to have a special bodyguard somewitse. He never would've thought that they were Kung Fu masters!



1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

"Hmm ... Mukhang isang malaking stick ng kawayan," puna ni Nightingale habang papalapit siya. "Ano ang tinawag?"
"RPG's ..." Kumalas si Roland habang kinakiskis ang kanyang mga labi, "ninuno."
"R-P-G ..." Inulit ni Nightingale ang mabibigat na salitang masigasig at sinabi, "Ang ganoong kakatwang pangalan. Ito ba ay isang pangalan ng code o isang bagay? Sa memorya ng taong nag-imbento ng sandatang ito?"
Iniling-iling ni Roland ang kanyang ulo sa libing at ipinaliwanag, "Maraming mga pangalan at iba't ibang mga form sa Dream World, ngunit ito ang pinakapopular. Ito ay napakatanyag na ang isang relihiyon ay nabuo sa paligid nito, na kung saan ay tinatawag na RPG Religion."
"Tulad ng napakahabang dobleng tabak na nagligtas at nagwasak sa mundo?" Tanong ni Nightingale, buhay ang boses niya sa pag-usisa. "Malalakas ba ito?"
Ang dobleng mga tabak na nai-save at nawasak ang mundo ay isang banal na naitala sa isang epikong tula na ipinasa sa gitna ng mga sinaunang witches. Nagkaroon ng isang organisasyon bago ang unang Labanan ng Banal na Wakas na hinahanap ang banal na ito. Bagaman ito ay isang malayong alamat lamang, ang mga RPG at ang dobleng mga espada ay nagbahagi ng ilang pagkakapareho.
"Maaari mong sabihin na tungkol sa mga modernong RPG, ngunit hindi ang ninuno nito," sabi ni Roland. Bilang isang uri ng launcher ng rocket, ang mga modernong RPG ay tiyak na nag-ambag sa kapayapaan ng mundo.
"Ngunit hindi mo lamang maaaring laktawan ang mga RPG at dumiretso sa mga modernong RPG. Kailangan mong lumikha muna ng ninuno nito at dahan-dahang magtrabaho dito, di ba?" Tinanong ni Nightingale, na may hitsura ng maliwanag na pag-unawa sa kanyang mga mata.
"Eksakto." Natuwa si Roland sa mabilis niyang pagtugon. Matapos manatili sa Roland sa loob ng maraming taon, si Nightingale ay sa wakas ay makakasabay sa kanya. Puri ni Roland, "Nakahawak ka ng likas na katangian ng problema."
"Siyempre. Nagpapabuti ako, sa palagay mo ba?" Itinulak ng Nightingale ang isang piraso ng pinatuyong isda na may tagumpay ng hangin at sinabing, "Kung minsan ay pag-uusapan mo ang mga termino tulad ng Black Ribbon at Madames. Hindi ba sila ang mga nagbabago na anyo ng 'glider' at 'konkretong barko'? talagang natutunan ng maraming mula sa iyo sa mga nakaraang taon. "
"Ahem ..." Kumalas si Roland. "Kalimutan mo sila."
Napansin ni Roland na ang parehong labanan sa Northbound Slope at ang pag-atake sa gabi sa Tower Station No. 1 ay may parehong problema, iyon ay, ang mga regular na sundalo ay masyadong mahina upang harapin ang mga Senior Demonyo. Ayon sa impormasyong nakalap ng Unyon, mayroong iba't ibang uri ng mga Senior Demon na may iba't ibang kakayahan. Ang mga kakayahan ay medyo random na walang tiyak na pattern. Gayunpaman, lumitaw ang lahat ng mga Senior Demonyo ay maaaring maprotektahan ang kanilang sarili mula sa panlabas na pinsala sa kanilang magic power.
Marahil, ang unibersal na kakayahang panangga na ito ay magkasabay lamang, o bunga lamang ng natural na ebolusyon matapos ang mga dekada ng pakikipaglaban at pag-upgrade. Ang mga demonyo na hindi nagtataglay ng tulad na isang kalasag na kalasag ay natural na nawawala sa paglipas ng panahon. Gayunpaman, kailangan pa ring gumawa ng plano si Roland batay sa pinakapangit na sitwasyon.
Ang kakayahan ng kalasag ng mga demonyo ay halos kapareho sa mga Shavi's. Gayunpaman, maprotektahan lamang nito ang mga demonyo mula sa pisikal na pinsala at mayroon itong limitasyon. Kung ang mga demonyo ay tumayo mismo sa harap ng isang unit ng pagbaril at binaril ng maraming beses, mamamatay sila sa ilang segundo.
Gayunpaman, hindi hayaan ng mga demonyo na sundan sila ng mga sundalo nang walang pakana sa isang totoong labanan.
Ipagpalagay na ang infantry ng First Army ay sumalakay sa isang Senior Demon, ang huli ay magtatago o maglaban muli. Sa alinmang kaso ay makakakuha ng kalamangan ang Unang Army.
Ang Mga Parusa ng Diyos na Nagpaparusa ay idinisenyo upang maitaboy ang mga Senior Demonyo, yamang sila ay hindi lamang kasing lakas ng mga Extraordinary ngunit maaari ding hadlangan ang mga pag-atake. Sa kasamaang palad, ang mga Senior Demon ay lumilitaw na nawalan ng kanilang nakatataas na katayuan sa nakaraang daang taon at mas madalas na lumahok sa mga labanan. Kung ganoon ang kaso, ang 300 Pagpaparusa ng Witches ng Diyos ay maaaring hindi sapat upang patayin ang lahat ng mga Senior Demonyo.
Samakatuwid, kailangang pagbutihin ni Roland ang kanilang mga sandata.
Ang RPG, na kilala rin bilang Rocket Propelled Grenade, tunog tulad ng isang napaka-promising na ideya, ngunit imposible na lumikha ng tulad ng isang maalamat na armas sa isang maikling panahon sa Everwinter. Kahit na ang pinakasimpleng modelo nito, isang rocket launcher, ay medyo hinihingi ng teknolohikal, na nangangailangan ng isang sistema ng kuryente na binubuo ng mga gasolina at isang combustor, at ayaw ni Roland na si Anna ay gumawa at subukan ang armas.
Sa gayon siya ay nagpasya na mag-imbento ng isang granada nang walang isang launcher.
Iyon ang prototype ng isang RPG, isang recoilless grenade.
Ang pinakatanyag na modelo ay ang Panzerfaust.
Bagaman ang karamihan sa mga tao ay karaniwang tinutukoy ang mga ganitong uri ng mga armas bilang mga launcher ng rocket, sa katunayan sila ay kabilang sa dalawang magkakahiwalay na kategorya. Ang isang rocket launcher ay isang armas ejecting projectiles. Ito ay karaniwang nilagyan ng isang mapagkukunan ng kuryente at maaaring gumana sa sarili nitong walang bariles. Halimbawa, ang kilalang 107mm rocket launcher ay madaling mapansin ng mga tuyong baterya at may isang medyo disenteng pagpapaputok din.
Ang Panzerfaust at RPG ay mga baril na recoilless na nangangailangan ng isang bariles upang magbigay ng isang malakas na puwersa. Kung sila ay hindi pinapansin nang walang isang bariles, maglilibot lamang sila sa lupa. Ang isang RPG, lalo na, ay nakasalalay sa isang rocket upang madagdagan ang saklaw ng pagbaril at katumpakan nito. Ang lakas ng thrusting nito ay higit na maubos ng pulbura.
Ang Panzerfaust, sa kabilang banda, ay sikat sa napaka-simpleng istruktura nito kumpara sa iba't ibang mga kahalili nito. Ang bariles nito ay isang silindro, ang ulo nito ay gawa sa mga iron shards. Ang pulbura ay itim na pulbos na mahusay para sa paggawa ng masa.
Gayunpaman, hindi pinaplano ni Roland na ganap na kopyahin ang Panzerfaust. Ang pinakamalaking mga drawback ng Panfauster ay ang maikling saklaw ng pagbaril, mababang rate ng kawastuhan at limitadong epekto. Ang mga disbenteng ito ay hindi katanggap-tanggap sa isang napakalaking digmaang tulad nito. Tulad ng patuloy na natutunan ni Roland mula sa kasaysayan, alam niya na ang ilang maliit na pagsasaayos ay dapat gawin upang mapabuti ang mga sandata.
Halimbawa, kailangan niyang mag-install ng isang gourd na hugis ng CD ng gripo sa likuran ng bariles at sa gayon ay binago ang subsonic ammunition sa isang supersonic. Sa ganitong paraan, madaragdagan niya ang counter-recoil force at sa gayon ay ang pagbaril ng saklaw ng armas.
Ang bariles na kinakailangan upang magamit sa isang hawakan, isang saklaw at isang kahoy na pambalot upang higit pang mapabuti ang rate ng kawastuhan at gawin itong mas madaling gamitin.
Ang misayl ay maaaring maging karagdagang patatag gamit ang isang empennage na gawa sa banayad na bakal, na kung saan ay kumakalat na bukas at magsulid gamit ang misayl kapag nasa hangin.
Inisip din ni Roland ang paghuhubog sa harap na bahagi ng misayl sa isang baligtad na guwang na kono upang idirekta ang enerhiya sa isang puntong, ginagawa itong lubos na sumasabog at nakasuot ng sandata. Sa ganitong paraan, maaari niyang mai-maximize ang epekto ng granada sa Magic Barrier.
Ang mga pag-upgrade na ito ay maaaring gawin sa mga kasalukuyang teknolohiya na magagamit sa Neverwinter.
Tiniklop ni Roland ang sheet sheet at lumakad sa French Window.
Alam niya na ang Unang Hukbo ay hindi pa rin magiging isang pagkakataon sa pagtanggi sa Senior Demons kapag nilagyan ng mga grenades, ngunit mayroon silang kahit isang bagay upang makipagkumpetensya laban sa kanila. Kahit na ang mga demonyo ay mabilis, ang mga high-explosive na anti-tank warheads ay maaari pa ring nakamamatay. Kapag ang mga demonyo ay na-hit, ang kinalabasan ng digmaan na ito ay maaaring ibang-iba.
Nangangahulugan ito na ang anumang regular na sundalo ay may kakayahang pumatay ng isang Senior Demon na may kaunting pagsasanay. Sa ganitong mga advanced na armas, ang unit ng infantry ay makakaya ring hawakan ang mga nakabaluti na demonyo tulad ng Spider Demons at Giant Skeleton. Upang makagawa ng sandata na ito, kakailanganin niya lamang ng ilang pulbura at kalahating slice ng isang ingot.
Inisip ni Roland na ito ay isang mahusay na pakikitungo.


Naglakbay si Cheng Yan pabalik ng panahon, at naging isang marangal na prinsipe sa panahon ng Middle Ages ng Europe. Ngunit ang mundong ito ay hindi kasing simple tulad ng inaakala niya. Mga witch na may mahiwagang kapangyarihan, mga katakot-takot na digmaan sa pagitan ng Simbahan at mga kaharian ang bumabalot sa buong lupain.
Si Roland, isang prinsipe na itinuturing na walang pag-asa ng mismong kanyang ama at itinalaga sa pinakapangit at malalang fief o lupain, ay ginugol ang kanyang oras para paunlarin ang isang napakahirap at isang backward na bayan at gawin itong isang malakas at modernong lungsod, habang nakikipaglaban sa kanang mga kapatid para makamit ang trono at makuha ang kontrol sa buong kaharian.
Samahan si Roland sa pagtulak niya sa mga kampon ng kasamaan sa pamamagitan ng pakikipaglaban o pagsasaka, habang kinakaibigan niya ang mga witch.


Zhong Liuchuan didn't immediately say anything. He was deciding whether he should stay or leave. After a while, he said, "I'll stay."
There was not much difference whether he stayed or left since his former colleagues had found him in the village. They would probably be able to find him if he moved to a different place. Sooner or later, they would find him if they wanted to.
He couldn't live like a gypsy, who tended to stay in one place for only a short period of time. Even if he could, his sister couldn't. It would be too harsh for her to travel constantly with him like a rootless duckweed. At least they had solid support in the village. Wang Yao would help him fight against his old enemies. Wang Yao was a first-class doctor, as well as a first-class kung fu master.
"Good. I'm glad you are staying," Wang Yao said.
While he was talking with Zhong Liuchuan, Wang Mingbao was smoking in the yard. Squeak! Squeak! Two swallows were circulating above his head. He didn't notice the swallows settle on the clinic's roof.
"Dr. Wang, do you have superpowers or just kung fu skills?" Zhong Liuchuan asked. He had been curious for quite some time.
"Is there a difference?" Wang Yao asked.
"Of course. One can gain kung fu skills through learning and practicing," Zhong Liuchuan said. "However, one can only be born with superpowers. It is not possible to gain them through learning and practicing."
"Since both of you mentioned superpowers, do you believe in their existence?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yes, Dr. Wang. I witnessed it once," Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Really?" Now it was Wang Yao's turn to be surprised. "What kind of superpower? Like those in the movies?"
"Nothing like that," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I met someone once who had incredible endurance toward fire. He could survive a fire without getting burned. However, he could still be hurt by weapons. He could also get sick and had to eat to survive."
"He could be a firefighter," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Although he looked calm, he was actually in shock. Certain things truly existed in the world, but most people would never come across them.
"I don't have superpowers," Wang Yao said. "I just have kung fu skills."
"Could one potentially have the same level of kung fu skills you have by practicing?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.
He had come across many kung fu masters who could either kill a person with a single movement or fight against 10 or even 100 people at the same time. He thought one could achieve such a kung fu skill level by practicing. However, Wang Yao's skills were beyond his imagination. It was like magical arts to him.
Let alone Wang Yao's other skills, he made a person lose the ability to fight and killed the person without even a touch. That was absolutely unbelievable.
"I suppose so," Wang Yao said after thinking for a moment.
He had gained such skills by practicing the Natural Classics. He did breathing exercises before practicing Chinese boxing. In plain language, the level of one's internal power decided how good a kung fu master one could be.
"Can you teach me?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.
"You want me to teach you kung fu?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yes, is that OK?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.
"That's fine. I can try," Wang Yao said after thinking for a moment.
"Really?" Zhong Liuchuan asked with surprise.
"Of course," Wang Yao said.
He couldn't teach Zhong Liuchuan everything in the Natural Classics. It was the rule set by the system. However, there was a grey area. Wang Yao could teach him some pithy formulas like what he taught Su Xiaoxue.
"You are my teacher from now on," Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Please don't call me teacher," Wang Yao said. "I can teach you, but I hate to be called teacher."
"But… You are my teacher," Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Never mind. Just do what I said," Wang Yao said.
Zhong Liuchuan chatted with Wang Yao for a few more minutes before leaving.
"Hey, do you have another student?" Wang Mingbao asked. He hadn't deliberately listened to the conversation between Wang Yao and Zhong Liuchuan, but he still heard it.
Wang Yao didn't speak. He just shook his head and smiled.
"So, how good are you with kung fu?" Wang Mingbao curiously asked.
"It's hard to describe," Wang Yao said. He had no idea how to explain his level of kung fu skills to Wang Mingbao since there was no standard.
"Shall we take a walk outside?" Wang Mingbao suggested.
"OK," Wang Yao said.
The two of them went to the yard. A gust of wind whirled around them. It was created by Wang Yao as he waved his hand. The bamboo trees, grass, and leaves were all made a shushing sound.
"Stop!" Wang Yao lifted his hand, and the wind stopped.
"What the...That is not kung fu. That is magical arts," Wang Mingbao said in shock. He knew Wang Yao was a kung fu master, but he had no idea that his skills had reached such a high level. "Can you teach me?"
"Are you serious?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
"Of course. I think I'm quite gifted," Wang Mingbao said.
"You are a gifted businessman, so you are too busy with business," Wang Yao said. "You also drink and smoke a lot. You won't settle your mind on something like kung fu. More importantly, you don't have any foundation to practice it. If you want to start from scratch, you won't be able to achieve a high enough level to make worth your time. So, I think you should just forget about it."
He didn't think Wang Mingbao was a suitable candidate to practice kung fu. Wang Mingbao was different from Su Xiaoxue, who had a calming nature and almost died due to a horrible disease. She had seen through a lot of things in the world, and she was very gifted.
Wang Mingbao was also different from Zhong Liuchuan, who started to practice kung fu at a very young age. Zhong Liuchuan had good fundamental skills to learn kung fu, and he could put up with a quiet lifestyle and working hard. Zhong Liuchuan had decided to settle down in the village, so he would have adequate time to practice kung fu. Wang Yao didn't want to teach anyone who would potentially quit.
"Hmm, are there any ways to learn kung fu faster?" Wang Mingbao asked.
"You want to learn kung fu faster?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yeah, like someone filling all the kung fu skills into your head and body, or a certain god entering your dreams to teach your kung fu," Wang Mingbao said.
"Are you serious?" Wang Yao asked. "You must have watched too many fantasy movies."
"How could you become so good at kung fu?" Wang Mingbao asked.
"Me? Because God loves me," Wang Yao replied. "I've practiced day and night on Nanshan Hill and happened to come across a fantastic opportunity to enhance my skills on the Great Wall and Temple of Heaven. I was lucky."
This was the first time he mentioned something like this to someone. He didn't think Wang Mingbao would even have the patience to read the scriptures he had read.
"Wow, it sounds amazing," Wang Mingbao said.
"Of course," Wang Yao replied.
"I'm probably not a good candidate to learn kung fu," Wang Mingbao said as he took out his cigarette box.
"I think you should quit smoking," Wang Yao said.
"I'll try." Wang Mingbao accepted Wang Yao's advice and put the cigarette box away.
"How is your wife doing?" Wang Yao asked.
"She is resting at home. She's pregnant," Wang Mingbao said.
"Wow! Congratulations! I didn't expect that would happen so soon," Wang Yao said.
"Thank you," Wang Mingbao said.
…
A few days prior, in Tongdu, which was thousands of miles away from Wang Yao's village, several Taoists were standing around a bed in a wooden house on Dragon Tiger Mountain. A man was lying on the bed. He was wearing a Taoist gown. A charm was placed on his chest. His face had turned green and black, which looked scary. He was unconscious.
"The evil soul who hurt him is very strong," an old Taoist said.
"Teacher, what will happen to him?" a younger Taoist asked.
"I can barely keep him alive," the old Taoist said. "I'm not sure if he will return to consciousness or not."
"What about the other two?" the younger Taoist asked.
"They are still outside in the living room," the old Taoist said.
Miao Sanding and Liu Sifang were waiting in the living room.
"I thought people here specialized in killing evil souls," Liu Sifang said. "How come things have become like this?"
"No one can guarantee everything one does will be successful," said Miao Sanding, who still felt guilty about what had happened. "Even the professional ghost hunters could fail like us. We failed to see the danger of that ancient tomb, and many people died because of it. I am the person who should take the blame."
"Stop blaming yourself. It has nothing to do with you," Liu Sifang said.
"If I hadn't dug up the ancient tomb, those people wouldn't be dead and there wouldn't have been so much trouble," Miao Sanding said. "Things are getting worse. Even the Taoists here were affected. This one is badly injured. I'm not sure what is happening to the other one who is still around the tomb. I think he's probably hurt too."
"You can't be sure about it," Liu Sifang said.
"You didn't cause this," someone in the house said.
Several Taoists entered the living room. Their leader was an old man in his 60s. He had very sharp eyes, like the sharp blade hiding in the scabbard.
"Master," Miao Sanding said.
"Stop calling me master," the old man said as he shook his hand. "Only a handful of people deserve to be called master since the Ming Dynasty. They've all passed away. I know your teacher, so you two can call me uncle."


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

The two players beside the leader rushed up, while another backed toward the alley's entrance to prevent Gu Fei from escaping.
The two arrived before Gu Fei in an instant and threw a punch and a kick, respectively. Gu Fei unhurriedly took a slight step back, completely dodging the attacks from both sides. Raising his left leg, he kicked the guy on his left right in the center of his face. But just as Gu Fei was about to unleash his other leg to the person to his right, the latter had already retreated to the side out of shock.
Gu Fei smiled wryly. He would be able to kick not just a single person if this were in reality. Right now, however, his speed was completely limited by the stats of a Mage's body in-game, preventing him from completing his move so that he had only used half of it. Furthermore, his power was greatly reduced; after being struck, the person on the left only covered his face, staring at Gu Fei in surprise. Were this in reality, taking a kick from Gu Fei to the face would knock him unconscious for at least four or five hours.
"He really does have some moves!" The leader's expression changed, but he did not become too flustered. Gu Fei's kick did connect, but his strength was clearly limited. He immediately hollered, "He's just a Mage! Nothing to be afraid of!" He rushed into the fray to join his group after shouting that.
Gu Fei moved about between the three people. Even though the Mage's physique severely limited his strength and overall build, he was still in possession of just enough agility; at least the disparity was not too evident under the situation that everyone was still new to the game and did not level up yet. Gu Fei would throw a punch or kick from time to time, making contact every time due to his rich fighting experience. On the other hand, the three struggled to even make contact with Gu Fei's clothes. The leader became more and more flabbergasted, This guy has got quite a few moves. If he had a little more strength, the three of us would be knocked down long ago. Thankfully, he's just a Mage.
Gu Fei felt rather dejected right now. Many of his kung fu moves were being restrained by the various limitations of the game. In other words, even if he had chosen Fighter as his job class, he would have remained unable to utilize his kung fu skills properly – unless he assigned some of his stat points into Agility, Strength, etc. after leveling up. On the other hand, it meant that as long as he assigned some stat points into those, he had the chance to use his kung fu despite being a Mage. Gu Fei could not help but feel invigorated when he thought of this.
The three people around Gu Fei soon realized that they could not do anything to him. They also saw Gu Fei becoming more spirited the more he fought, even revealing an extremely satisfied smile, so they all became rattled inside.
In Gu Fei's eyes, these flashy, street-level techniques were filled with holes. Gu Fei had no intention to tangle with these people further, so he found an opportunity to back out from the encirclement. He laughed, "Still want to keep fighting?"
The three had suffered quite a number of punches and kicks from Gu Fei. Although the strength behind those was not staggering, it was still unpleasant as they were repeatedly struck mostly in the same spot by Gu Fei. At this moment, the villain on the left sported a blackened left eye, the villain on the right possessed a blackened right eye, and the leader in the middle had a bloody nose. Afraid that the blood would get into his mouth when he spoke, the leader raised his head and wiped away the blood with his hand. Following this action, he said to his three companions, "Let's go!"
"Wait!" Gu Fei said, "You plan to leave just like that without even apologizing?"
"Apologize?" the leader laughed, "You couldn't even beat me to death, so why should I apologize?"
True enough. After fighting for so long, Gu Fei could only give the three some black eyes and a nosebleed. The wounds were not unendurable and critical, and they were even more impossible to cause death. Death would only occur in the game if a person's HP hit nil. In the current situation, the three were all beaten black and blue, but their HP remained full. This was probably one of the game's larger bugs.
Gu Fei only chuckled faintly, bending down to pick up a rock. With a sudden stroke of his arm, the rock struck the leader's head with a thud.
The leader was greatly angered, "You…."
"How would you feel if I have struck your eye just now?" Gu Fei said calmly.
The leader was stunned. He initially thought Gu Fei had simply gotten lucky with that throw, but the tone of his voice suggested that he was capable of hitting whatever he wanted.
"Your eyes will of course be fine in reality, but it's the opposite inside the game… Don't forget, this is a virtual-reality game," Gu Fei admonished.
The leader retreated a few steps in fright, but he soon considered the plausibility of someone hitting his eyes just because the person said so. Was it possible for someone to be that capable? He became relieved inside and sneered, "Who are you trying to fool?"
Without a word, Gu Fei picked up a rock by flicking it up with his foot. With a wave of his right hand….
"Arghhhh!" With a sharp scream, the leader clutched his right eye as he collapsed to the ground. He rolled around as he cried out in pain nonstop. The pain of being hit directly inside the eye largely eclipsed being beaten to a blackened eye.
"You've still got one eye," Gu Fei said to the leader. With another flick of his foot, two more rocks flew up, which Gu Fei caught with a wave of his arm. He swept his gaze past the other two people beside the leader, "I have two rocks in my hand this time."
"Sor – Sorry!" The two quickly stammered out an apology, as they had been utterly frightened by the screams of their leader who continued to roll on the ground.
"Scram!" Gu Fei waved his hand, and the two hurriedly pulled their leader up from the ground. Clutching his right eye with his left eye shut tightly, the leader trembled from the pain. He stammered, "Let's go… Carry me away quickly…." The two were momentarily stunned, before hastily leaving as they supported him. As for the person previously guarding the alley exit, he had already disappeared long ago.
Ah Fa was dumbfounded as he watched everything unfold from his hiding spot near the alley's entrance. He only returned to his senses after the four people had completely disappeared. Rushing into the alley, he stared at Gu Fei in shock, "Sir, do you really know kung fu?"
"Of course, I've been practicing kung fu since young." Gu Fei's words were exactly the same as what he normally said back in school; even his tone and expression were hardly different.
Gu Fei really did know kung fu.
He was born into a family of kung fu practitioners, so he had been practicing kung fu since he was young. While his family all had their careers and professions externally, they all had one goal internally, and that was the propagation of Chinese martial art traditions. But despite that being the case, Gu Fei was aware that no one in the family took the matter to heart except for his father and him.
Unlike his father who had quite a selection of sparring partners since some of his uncles knew a couple of kung fu moves off the top of their heads, Gu Fei did not have one in his generation. Not only that, everyone else in his generation held contempt toward Gu Fei who had zealously been practicing kung fu since young, "What century is this? The sky is filled with airplanes and the streets are filled with computers. Kung fu? Can you make a living with kung fu?"
Gu Fei wanted to prove them wrong, but it just led to even more derision.
There was no arguing against the truth. In this day and age, it really was very difficult to put food on the table through kung fu.
Gu Fei had even tried each and every area in the sporting world – the domain where the specialty of kung fu could be leveraged the easiest. However, there were some sports that resulted in repeat offenses for Gu Fei due to his failure to grasp the rules, such as kicking people above waist level in soccer and making illegal personal contact in basketball. There were also some other sports where kung fu gave him no advantage, like chess, and even some sports that fell under Gu Fei's natural weaknesses, like swimming, diving and other water sports – Gu Fei could not swim.
Gu Fei could not manage in actual kung fu sporting events either.
The kung fu Gu Fei practiced focused on exercising the body and various fighting techniques. There were no advantages for him participating in performance-based martial arts categories. His father also explicitly forbade him from participating in events with full-contact fighting which he was best at.
"We practice martial arts to train ourselves, to break through the limits of the human body. It's not for brawling!" his father said earnestly.
"Don't we break through the limits of the human body to better defeat our opponents?" Gu Fei was puzzled.
"You're wrong. The best way to defeat your opponent is to shoot them!" said his father.
"Shoot them?"
His father nodded solemnly, "That's right. Shoot them!"
"But…."
Before Gu Fei could finish speaking, his father threw a fist. They were a family of kung fu practitioners; if words made no sense, talk with the fist! In the past, his father was still strong and healthy, and his kung fu was better than Gu Fei. Furthermore, Gu Fei obviously could not lay his hands on his father, which resulted in him taking a beating. That was also the same day that he went to Yulin Middle School for an interview….
All in all, after being eliminated from all sporting events, Gu Fei still managed to remain in the sporting world – if being a sports teacher counted.
With the footage of him taking a beating from his dad widely spread, he was labeled as shameless whenever he tried to tell people about his kung fu expertise.
Was it really that difficult for kung fu to survive in the current society? Gu Fei was overwhelmed by sorrow. Nowadays, he barely even participated in his family gatherings. Before, the older generation had still believed that Gu Fei was persevering with the propagation of kung fu. They had even considered him as a role model of the family; someone that the others of Gu Fei's generation should look up to. But now, he was just a P.E. teacher while everyone else would show up to the family gathering in splendid clothes, indicating their successes in life. The older generation began to hesitate as a result, and no one believed anymore that Gu Fei was the most outstanding in his generation other than his father.
However, his father was even more adamant of his stance that "Kung fu is not to be used for brawling."
"I will not allow you to harm anyone with kung fu!" his father said firmly.
"Not even bad people?" asked Gu Fei.
"Not even bad people!" His father was resolute, "Police are there for a reason! There are laws to punish them!"
"Then what is the use of kung fu?" Gu Fei was distressing. He hated how he could not understand everything like his father, caught in a dilemma over the purpose of kung fu.


He is a great fighter in real life, but he is mistakenly assigned a "Mage" job class in a virtual reality game! He is someone who uses power to conquer power, so he makes the most out of the mistake and transforms into a fierce Mage, versed in close combat, in the blink of an eye! By perfectly combining strength and spells, he uncovers a new path of gaming!

Fireball? Chain Lightning? Frost Mirror… Wait just a minute; I’ve come to practice kung fu! Spells have nothing to do with me! What’s that? I’m a Mage? Oh, right! I am a Mage indeed. But… Are you certain I’m one? Alright… Feel the might of my saber! My sword! My hidden weapons! What? You’re saying I’m no Mage now? Let me prove it to you if you don’t believe me! But even if you believe me, I will still show you just how unstoppable a Mage who knows kung fu can be!

Seeing the Dragon King jump down from the top of the wall, Old Man Mu was relieved. After they transferred to a quiet place, he whispered, "I was nearly scared to death. I thought that those two body parts… Fortunately, I didn't fail the good girl's trust in me."
Gu Shenwei briefly snorted. "Wait here. I'll be back in a while."
"Ah? The Dragon King still… "
Before Old Man Mu could finish his sentence, the Dragon King disappeared.
Gu Shenwei was confused about what he had just discovered. All men from the Big Snow Mountain were swordsmen. Only a few women had some average sabersmanship. How could such a kung fu as the "Tiangang Sabersmanship" been created and hidden in Golden Roc Castle?
If he was to find out the truth, he would have to check more stone chambers.
There were plenty of unoccupied courtyards. With the experience that he had just gained, he headed directly for the rightmost corner after sneaking into the residential area, groping around for carved words.
Small Sword Peak of the Big Snow Mountain.
Thirteen Saber Attacks to Down Wild Geese.
After feeling out several patterns, Gu Shenwei realized this was yet another sabersmanship.
All of the next few stone chambers that Gu Shenwei went to had kung fu of the Big Snow Mountain inscribed on the walls. The Luoshen Peak, the Danduo Feng, the Huagai Peak, the Big Sword Peak and the Small Sword Peak's names were all there. Sabersmanship, swordsmanship, staff techniques, spearsmanship, fist techniques, palm techniques, leg techniques, and finger techniques were all included, but most of those kung fu were sabersmanship. Gu Shenwei could dimly feel that these kung fu forms were the origin of the swordsmanship of the Big Snow Mountain that used a heavy sword. It was just that the total number of moves of these kung fu was ten times, maybe even a hundred times bigger.
There were approximately fifty to sixty unique skills on the walls of these stone chambers on the south side of that narrow alley, which was more than enough to establish a first-rate prestigious sect even in the Central Plains. But surprisingly, all these kung fus were under the name of the Big Snow Mountain.
Gu Shenwei was becoming more and more curious, and he had almost forgotten about the most important task that he was supposed to fulfill this night. He went to the courtyards on the north side. There were considerably less Green-faced killers on this side, with only four or five of the courtyards being occupied.
The floors of these chambers on the north side were all rectangular. Gu Shenwei also started searching from the rightmost one, but it turned out that there were only patterns. There were no words. Only in the leftmost room did he find the name of the kung fu on the walls.
The first line of words were in a weird language that he didn't know. He speculated that it was some kind of Western Regions language. The second line was in Central-Plains language, "The Short Blade Technique of Reincarnation Castle on Xuandu Peak."
'The Reincarnation Castle on Xuandu Peak,' Gu Shenwei pondered over this phrase for a while and then recalled where he had heard this name befpre.
There was a High Priest of Flower Soul in the Land of Fragrance who claimed to be the successor of the Holy King. She had once told Shangguan Ru and Lotus some absurd tales, in which she mentioned that Golden Roc Castle's former name was Reincarnation Castle, and that the mountaintop where the castle was located used to be called Xuandu Peak. And the lord of the castle's surname had been Feng.
It was Shangguan Ru who had told Gu Shenwei this tale. Because it had nothing to do with him, he hadn't paid any attention to it back then. He didn't expect that one day, he would find these words on the walls of a secret room within Golden Roc Castle.
Gu Shenwei then sneaked into several other stone chambers, and there were kung fu skills of the Reincarnation Castle on all of their walls as well, running the gamut from fighting techniques to kung fu skills with various strange weapons. In the eighteenth room, he found the "Single Saber Technique," which was the Golden Roc Castle's narrow saber sabersmanship.
It was getting late. Gu Shenwei reminded himself again and again that this was a dangerous place, and that he was no match for a group of Green-faced killers. However, he was still reluctant to leave right away, and was eager to find out what kind of kung fu there was on the walls of the next stone chamber.
He stayed in the stone chamber where he found the Single Saber Technique for a relatively longer period of time. There were many moves in this sabersmanship, some of which were not in the Golden Roc sabersmanship, and some of which were very different from the moves in the Golden Roc sabersmanship.
Apparently, the current Golden Roc sabersmanship had undergone some radical adjustments, which made it simpler and also more practical. However, it had also been deprived of the maneuverability and uniqueness of the original sabersmanship.
All of the next three stone chambers' walls were kung fu skills about a single saber.
Those Green-faced killers who had come here to practice kung fu gradually left. Some of them chose to sleep in their stone chambers. Gu Shenwei did something even bolder – lighting an oil lamp in a stone chamber.
The "Long Blade Technique" had been carved onto this wall. It was a swordsmanship which Gu Shenwei had never seen any killer perform.
The moves on the wall totaled fourteen, and it was not the complete set of the swordsmanship. The rest must be in other stone chambers.
This was a kung fu that had been abandoned by the Golden Roc Castle, since none of its moves were in the narrow saber sabersmanship. Soon, Gu Shenwei knew the reason for this. Most of the moves on the wall were too weird and too radical. Some of them even went against the basic principles of martial arts. For instance, there was a move which required the user to stab backwards with their back to the opponent, which was almost synonymous with committing suicide.
It was understandable that the former Lord of the Golden Roc Castle had been defeated by his subordinates. The kung fu of the Holy King, whose surname was Feng, was more fancy than practical. The kung fu skills of the Big Snow Mountain, which were recorded in the chambers on the other side, were far better.
It was a pity that there were only patterns and the name of the kung fu on the wall. There were also one or two annotations, but there was no records of the Big Snow Mountain or of Reincarnation Castle.
Unexpectedly, the Long Blade Technique, which had been abandoned by the Shangguan family, took up the most walls. There were seven stone chambers upon whose walls this technique had been carved, with its moves numbering over a hundred. Each move was weirder than the last. In the eyes of a normal kung fu practitioner, more than half of these moves were asking people to voluntarily expose their flaws and invite their enemies to kill them. Apart from that, many of those moves lacked coherence, and it almost seemed as if they were not from the same set of kung fu.
It was in the third stone chamber recording the Long Blade Technique that light suddenly dawned on Gu Shenwei. Not only were the moves carved on the wall eccentric, but some of them even required the user to blindfold themselves, as if to prevent them from seeing the enemy.
What kind of swordsmanship could be performed without vision?
Gu Shenwei's heart lurched.
When he was practicing the Death Sutra, he would sometimes close his eyes. And it was in that condition that he executed some of his best moves!
All of a sudden, a thought occurred to Gu Shenwei and he was transfixed with shock. Raising the oil lamp, he fixed his eyes on the moves on the wall, astounded and delighted. He had totally forgotten that he was in a dangerous place.
In the Death Sutra that Gu Shenwei had read, there were mostly words and only twenty-nine illustrations, implying twenty-nine cultivation methods. Completely by themselves, Gu Shenwei and Lotus had each comprehended one cultivation method and then improved themselves through fights.
Actually, the Death Sutra did have kung fu routines and moves. It was just that they were not in the book but rather carved onto the walls of these stone chambers.
These weird, seemingly suicidal moves could be perfectly explained by the theory of the Death Sutra. They were not only not suicidal, but also excessive.
The reason why these moves lacked coherence was because they were not one swordsmanship but rather twenty-nine different swordsmanship corresponding to the twenty-nine illustrations in the Death Sutra. Though each of these swordsmanship had only a couple of moves, they could substantially extend the range of the practical techniques of the Death Sutra Swordsmanship.
Gu Shenwei had too many questions, the answers to which he could only speculate on.
The founder of Reincarnation Castle on Xuandu Peak, who was probably the author of the Death Sutra, was a martial arts genius. For some reason, his successor surnamed Feng had lost the most important sutra and only recorded down these incomprehensible patterns, which was why his kung fu didn't have the strength that it was supposed to have. And at last, he had been outshined by his subordinates and the Holy King had been forced to flee to the Land of Fragrance in the south.
There must have been a close affinity between the ancestors of the Shangguan family and the Big Snow Mountain. The kung fu skills that they brought here were richer, but not suitable for assassination. Thus, they had adopted the strong points of the kung fu skills of Reincarnation Castle as well as the kung fu of the Big Snow Mountain, forming the sabersmanship that these killers were currently using.
A few Green-faced killers had had the luck to access more kung fu, but the original moves were unavailable, and they could only learn the ones that the Shangguan family had made adjustments to. The Unique King wanted to change the public profile of his organization, so he had made an exception and granted the Green-faced killers access to the kung fu of the Big Snow Mountain.
Some of the kung fu skills recorded in the stone chambers on the north side still had referential value, so a couple of Green-faced killers had been drawn there. As for the "Long Blade Technique," it had been consigned to oblivion. Though there were spare oil lamps in all the seven stone chambers, barely anyone had lit them before Gu Shenwei had come here.
But as to why the diverse kung fu of the Big Snow Mountain had degenerated to just the heavy sword swordsmanship, which was somewhat clumsy, as the only kung fu, Gu Shenwei was unable to find any clue no matter how hard he tried.
Gu Shenwei had completely forgotten about Old Man Mu and his original plan. After scrutinizing all the patterns in the seven stone chambers, he returned to the third one. The person in five of the pictures here were blindfolded, which meant these five moves were expanded moves of the cultivation method that he had chosen.
There were only five moves, but Gu Shenwei couldn't move his eyes away from the wall. Subconsciously, he pulled out the Five Peaks Saber and started practicing. At first, he found it very uncomfortable to make these moves, which reminded him of those unfathomable annotations in the Death Sutra. Gradually, he comprehended part of them and also discovered that his former moves were unduly constrained, and that he had only realized fifty to sixty percent of this kung fu's potential.
"It's such a shame," Gu Shenwei mumbled. He and Lotus had thought that they had mastered the Death Sutra and that they were real kung fu experts when they were actually merely at the entry level, and there was still a long way to go.
"Puh," the oil gave out and the lamp went out.
Gu Shenwei didn't register it and continued staring at the wall. After quite a while, he suddenly discovered that the dawn had broken.
Light had also dawned on him.
Due to their lack of experience and nearsightedness, Gu Shenwei and Lotus had failed to understand the Death Sutra's rich connotations. By comparison, Old Man Mu was a martial arts master. Back on the cliff, he said that it might be possible for one person to adopt two cultivation methods of the Death Sutra concurrently, but Gu Shenwei had scorned his view. Now, it turned out that Old Man Mu was right.
Actually, one person could adopt far more than two cultivation methods at the same time, since all the twenty-nine cultivation methods were meant for the same swordsmanship. If one person could only adopt one of them, then how could the first Holy King of the Reincarnatation Castle have managed to create this kung fu?
Gu Shenwei risked exposure to return to the first stone chamber recording the Long Blade Technique. He started scrutinizing those moves from the beginning, verifying the connection between these moves and the words in the Death Sutra. The more he thought about it, the more profound he found this kung fu. A lot of ambiguous understandings were clarified, but at the same time, a lot of new ones arose, confining his thoughts to those simple patterns on the stone wall.
Gu Shenwei spent a full day in that stone chamber.
There were fourteen patterns presenting fourteen moves, corresponding to four cultivation methods. All of them were moves that Gu Shenwei had never thought of before.
Lotus had comprehended \ "killing enemies," while Gu Shenwei had comprehended "killing one's self," and Shangguan Hong was on the verge of comprehending "killing for survival." No names were given to these four cultivation methods on the wall. According to his recollection of the contents of the sutra, Gu Shenwei named them "Self-Oblivion," "Self-Protection," "Spiritual Sword," and "Materialization."
It was not until this moment that he admitted to himself that "Grand Enlightenment Sword Sutra" was the most accurate name for this technique. "Death Sutra" could only summarize a couple of those cultivation methods. The Self-Protection cultivation method, for instance, had three moves, each one of which was aimed at the opponent's vital parts, but always gave the opponent a chance to flee at the last moment, as the user and his opponent would end up killing each other if the user kept attacking.
These twenty-nine cultivation methods must have a common primary principle, which Gu Shenwei hadn't comprehended yet.
That very night, he went to the second stone chamber and found that four of the moves on the wall were in accordance with Lotus' cultivation method of "Killing Enemies." Lotus was now able to kill an enemy with each of her sword blows. If she managed to master these four moves, she would be able to fight many enemies at the same time without complex tactics.
Gu Shenwei couldn't help imagining Lotus an enemy in front of him, pondering over how he would defeat her.
A whole night passed. Gu Shenwei had neither slept nor rested, and he also hadn't drunk any water or eaten any food. Though he still didn't know how to ensure his victory during a fight with Lotus, his understanding of the Death Sutra was growing ever deeper.
The next morning, Gu Shenwei planned to go to the third stone chamber but encountered some trouble.
A servant who came to clean the courtyard said in surprise, "It's so weird. Someone used all the oil in the lamp."


Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. 
This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

Likas na, wala ng katwiran na naaangkop lamang ito kay Duan Ling Tian.
Matagal na pinag-isipan ng mabuti ito ni Luo Fu bago niya itanong ito.
Ang lahat ng ito ay nabuo dahil intensyon niya ang patayin si Duan Ling Tian.
Si Duan Ling Tian ay tinulungan ni Miss Xue Nai na mayroong kakaibang kasaysayan. Maliban na lang kung mapapatay niya si Duan Ling Tian ng walang bakas na maiiwan, siya'y walang lakas ng loob na hamunin si Duan Ling Tian kung nais pa niyang mabuhay.
Ngayon, mayroon na siyang pagkakataon na patayin si Duan Ling Tian ng walang iniiwan na bakas.
Marahil maraming tao sa restawran ang batid ang tungkol sa hidwaan sa pagitan ng kanyang pamangkin at ni Duan Ling Tian. Subalit, wala sa kanila ang alam na si Duan Ling Tian ito.
Nalaman niya rin na ang taong sumira sa cultivation ng kanyang pamangkin ay si Duan Ling Tian matapos niya itong habulin!
Maliban sa mga hindi inaasahang pangyayari, walang makakaalam kung papatayin niya si Duan Ling Tian ngayon.
Bigla niyang itinanong ang tanong na ito dahil nag-aalala siya na mayroon siyang hindi alam.
Hindi pa masyadong matagal mula ngayon, ang Martial Monarch powerhouse ng North Nether Sect, si Feng Tong, ay pumunta sa Skywolf Fort at tinanong ang limang Vice Fort Master kabilang siya tungkol sa pinanggalingan ni Duan Ling Tian.
Sa buong proseso nito, naramdaman niya ang malamig na kagustuhang pumatay sa mga mata ni Feng Tong.
Talagang malakas ito. Ito ay para bang nais niya gutay-gutayin si Duan Ling Tian, durugin ang kanyang buto at ikalat ang abo nito.
"Maliban na lang kung.... Noong sila'y nasa sikretong kayamanan ng Martial Emperor, hindi lamang mga disipulo ng Izumo Sect ang pinatay ni Duan Ling Tian, pumatay rin siya ng mga disipulo ng North Nether Sect?"
"At ngayon, ang mga tauhan mula sa North Nether Sect ay sinusubukang maghiganti?" Ito ang una niyang naisip. Sa kanyang pag-iisip nito, lalo siyang nakasigurado.
Sa kanyang opinyon, paniguradong mamamatay si Duan Ling Tian, nagawa siyang hanapin ng mga powerhouse ng North Nether Sect sa Darkhan Dynasty, dahil ang Martial Monarch powerhouse mismo ng North Nether Sect ang pumunta para sa kanya.
Subalit, nakaligtas si Duan Ling Tian. Iyon ang dahilan kung bakit nais niya ng kumpirmasyon.
Nakita ba ni Duan Ling Tian ang Martial Monarch powerhouse ng North Nether Sect, si Feng Tong?
Kung sila'y nagkita, walang duda na mayroong powerhouse na tinutulungan si Duan Ling Tian at pinoprotektahan ito. Kung hindi, panigurado ay hindi siya mabubuhay kung talagang nakatagpo niya ang Martial Monarch powerhouse ng North Nether Sect.
Maituturing na swerte si Duan Ling Tian kung hindi niya nakita ang mga ito.
Magagawa niya ring patayin si Duan Ling Tian nang walang iniiwang bakas upang ipaghiganti ang kanyang pamangkin.
Kailangan niyang maging maingat sa usaping ito.
Mataas ang tiyansang mahulog siya sa walang katapusang bangin kung mayroong aksidenteng mangyayari.
'Sana tama ang panghuli.' Naisip ni Luo Fu sa kanyang sarili habang siya'y nakatitig kay Duan Ling Tian at hinihintay ang kanyang sagot.
"Hindi ka hinanap ng Senior Feng Tong na mula sa North Nether Sect?" Nanliit ang mga mata ni Duan Ling Tian, at nandilim ang kanyang mukha noong narinig niya ang tanong ni Luo Fu. "Ang dalawang iyon na mula sa North Nether Sect ay nalaman ang lokasyon ng aking bayan na pinanggalingan mula sa Skywolf Fort?"
Ang dalawang iyon na mula sa North Nether Sect!
Dalawang tao!
Kinumpirma ni Luo Fu ang kanyang hinala noong narinig niya ang sinabi ni Duan Ling Tian.
Panigurado ay nakita ni Duan Ling Tian ang Martial Monarch powerhouses ng North Nether Sect. Kung hindi, panigurado ay hindi niya malalaman na mayroong isa pang tao na sumunod sa Martial Monarch powerhouse ng North Nether Sect sa Skywolf Fort.
Kung hindi nakita ni Duan Ling Tian ang dalawang tao mula sa North Nether Sect, paano niya malalaman na dalawa sila?
Subalitt, ang malamig na boses ni Duan Ling Tian ay nagdulot ng pangamba sa puso ni Luo Fu. Mabilis siyang nagsalitang muli, "Una nilang nalaman ang iyong pinanggalingan mula sa Blade Sect. Sila'y pumunta lamang sa Skywolf Fort para makumpirma."
Ginamit ni Luo Fu ang Blade Sect bilang dahilan.
Nag-aalala na nga siya na ipapabantay ni Duan Ling Tian ang tagong powerhouse, na hindi man lang takot sa Martial Monarch powerhouse ng North Nether Sect, sa kanya. Kung mangyayari iyon, panigurado ay mamamatay siya!
"Heng!" Malamig na sigaw ni Duan Ling Tiian at siya'y tumingin kay Luo Fu bago siya nagpatuloy na lumipad pa-hilaga.
Shou! Shou!
Dinala ni Duan Ling Tian si Xiong Quan pati ang yelong kabaong na laman ay si Feng Tian Wu.
Biglang pinagpawisan si Luo Fu at siya'y napabuntong hininga na lamang noong nakita niya ang tatlong silweta na naglalaho sa hilaga. Sa mukha niya ay makikita ang takot na mula sa kanyang puso. "Mabuti na lamang, hindi na muling umatake ang tagong powerhouse."
Si Luo Fu ay kumilos at naglaho sa kanyang puwesto ay siya'y tumungo sa Ancient Desert City matapos niyang kausapin ang kanyang sarili.
Shou! Shou! Shou!
Matindi ang bilis ni Duan Ling Tian habang siya'y patungo sa hilaga. Siya'y bumagal lamang matapos ang kalahating oras.
Tungkol sa kanyang naunang nakatagpo, mayroong bahid ng takot sa kannyang puso kahit na hindi siya talaga takot.
Bahagya siyang kinakabahan dahil batid niyang si Luo Fu ang numero uno sa limang Vice Fort Master ng Skywolf Fort. Ang kanyang lakas ay malayo sa kayang kalabanin ni Duan Ling Tian.
Magagawa niya lamang patayin ang kalaban kung makikipag-sapalaran siya at gagamitin ang Devilseal Tablet!
Hindi na problema sa kanya ang gamitin ang Devilseal Tablet upang protektahan si Tian Wu kahit maaring mawalan siya ng kontrol sa kanyang emosyon at may posibilidad din na maging demonyo siya.
'Isinakripisyo ni Tian Wu ang buhay niya para sa akin... Hindi na ito problema sa akin na maging demonyo para sa kapakanan niya!' Naisip ni Duan Ling Tian sa kanyang sarili.
'Halos mamatay siya para sa akin, kaya kong maging demonyo para sa kanya at hindi ako magrereklamo o magsisisi!'
Likas na hindi niya gagamitin ang Devilseal Tablet kung kaya niya itong iwasan.
Noong iniisip niya kung paano niya nagawang tumakas nang hindi ginagamit ang Devilseal Tablet, hindi niya napigilan makaramdam ng kaunting takot sa kanyang puso.
'Si Feng Tong ng North Nether Sect... ay maituturing na hindi sinadyang nailigtas ako.' Naisip ni Duan Ling Tian sa kanyang sarili.
Isipin mo iyon.
Kung batid ni Feng Tong ang nakatagpo ni Duan Ling Tian sa netherworld, at kung paano niyang hindi sadya na nailigtas si Duan Ling Tian, panigurado ay susuka siya ng higit sa tatlong litro ng dugo dahil sa galit.
Hindi na mapigilan ni Xiong Quan ang kanyang kuryusidad. Siya'y tumitig kay Duan Ling Tian at nagtanong, "Young Master, saan tayo pupunta ngayon?"
"Hindi tayo maaaring pumunta sa lugar na hindi pa dapat natin puntahan... Ang pinakamahalaga na kailangan natin ngayon ay ang detalyadong mapa ng Cloud Continent." Sabi ni Duan Ling Tian.
Ang pinakamalaking mapa ng Cloud Continent na kanyang nakita sa ngayon ay laman lamang ang parte ng hilagang disyerto at ang paligid nito.
Kung ikukumpara ito sa lugar na sakop ng buong Cloud Continent, isa lamang itong maliit na parte na hindi na dapat banggitin.
Hindi magagawang matukoy ni Duan Ling Tian ang lokasyon ng great treasure na iniwan ng Rebirth Martial Emperor mula sa mapang gan'on.
Ang kailangan niyang gawin ngayon ay maghanap ng mas buo na mapa. Sa oras na iyon, magagawa niyang matukoy ang lokasyon mismo ng great treasure na iniwan ng Rebirth Martial Emperor at makuha niya ang kayamanan.
Tumango si Xiong Quan kahit bahagyang hindi niya naintindihan ang tinutukoy ni Duan Ling Tian.
"Hilagang disyerto, kung hindi natin mahahanap ang gusto natin... Ang magagawa lamang natin ay magpatuloy sa hilaga." Sabing muli ni Duan Ling Tian.
Sa ngayon, hindi niya alam kung nasaang sulok siya ng Cloud Continent.
Subalit, naisip niya na ang pinakalokasyon ng sentrong bahagi ng Cloud Coontinent ay nasa hilaga ng hilagang disyerto. Ang bagay na hindi lamang siya sigurado ay kung nasa hilagang kanluran ba ito o sa hilagang silangan.
Isinama ni Duan Ling Tian si Xiong Quan at dinala nila ang yelong kabaong sa hilaga.
Sa biyahe, titigil at papasok si Duan Ling Tian sa bawat lungsok na kanyang makikita upang maghanap ng mapa ng buong Cloud Continent.
Sa kabilang banda, si Luo Fu, ang pinakamalakas sa limang Vice Fort Master ng Skywolf Fort, ay pumasok muli sa Ancient Desert City at bumalik sa restawran na iyon.
Wala siyang sinabi at umalis siya sa restawran kasama ang kanyang pamangkin at dalawang elder ng Skywolf Fort upang bumalik sa kampo ng Skywolf Fort.
"Tito, kamusta? Napatay mo ba siya?" Tanong ni Luo Jin habang siya'y nakatingin kay Luo Fu.
Napabuntong-hininga si Luo Fu noong narinig niya ito.
Biglang nagbago ang ekspresyon ng mukha ni Luo Jin, at mabilis siyang nagsalitang muli, "Tito, hindi mo ba siya nahabol? Panigurado ay nagbago siya ng direksyon at tumakas sa huling sandali... Talagang kasuklam-suklam!"
"Naabutan ko siya." Sabi ni Luo Fu.
"Naabutan mo?" Sa sandaling ito, pati ang dalawa pang elder ng Skywolf Fort ay tumingin kay Luo Fu na mayroong nagtatakang ekspresyon. Nais nilang malaman kung bakit napabuntong-hininga si Luo Fu kanina.
Napatay ba ni Luo Fu ang nakabayolet na binata o hindi?
"Oo, naabutan ko siya." Tumango si Luo Fu bago siya mabilis na napa-iling habang nakatingin si Luo Jin at ang dalawang elder ng Skywolf Fort. "Subalit, hindi ko siya pinatay."
Agad na nagbago ang ekspresyon ni Luo Jin, at makikita sa kanyang mga mata ay kawalan ng kasiyahan noong narinig niya ang sinabi ni Luo Fu.
Sumimangot ang dalawang elder ng Skywolf Fort. Batid nila na bahagyang kahina-hinala ang mga narinig nila.
Batay sa kanilang batid, ang Vice Fort Master ng Skywolf Fort na ito ay hindi mabait o taong malambot ang puso!
Bukod dito, ang Dantian ng kanyang pamangkin ay nawasak.
Naabutan niya ang may sala ngunit hindi niya pinatay?
Talagang may mali talaga para sa kanila.
"Bakit?!" Tumingin si Luo Jin kay Luo Fu at galit na nagsalita, "Tito, bakit hindi mo siya pinatay? Bakit?!"
Kung ibang tao ang kumausap sa kanya na ganito ang tono, si Luo Fu, ang pinakamalakas sa limang Vice Fort Master ng Skywolf Fort, ay paniguradong pinatay niya na.
Subalit, ang taong iyon ay ang nag-iisa niyang kamag-anak sa mundo. Siya ay ang anak ng kanyang kapatid na babae.
"Jin'er, hindi naman sa hindi siya pinatay ni tito. Ito ay dahil hindi siya mapapatay ni tito, at wala rin siyang lakas ng loob na patayin ito!" Napabuntong-hininga si Luo Fi at pinaliwanag ang kanyang pag-aalinlangan. Sa parehas na sandali, ibinunyag niya ang katauhan ni Duan Ling Tian sa kanila.
"Ano?! Siya si Duan Ling Tian?!" Malaki ang pinagbago ng ekspresyon sa mga mukha ng elder ng Skywolf Fort.
Duan Ling Tian. Pamilyar na sa kanila ang pangalan na ito.
Noong una, natamo ni Duan Ling Tian ang pangunahing puwesto sa Martial Competition ng Sampung mga Dynasty na isinagawa ng Skywolf Fort.
Subalit, hindi nanatili sa Skywolf Fort si Duan Ling Tian.
Noong una, ang pangalan ni Duan Ling Tian ay nalimutan na.
Subalit, isang mensahe na kailan lamang nila natanggap ay ikinagulat nila.
Ang 20 na pinakamagaling na kabataan mula sa Skywolf Fort ay pinatay lahat ni Duan Ling Tian!
Noong una, akala nila ay tsismis lamang ito.
Subalit, hindi na nila nakita ang 20 na pinakamagaling na kabataan ng Skywolf Fort kahit na lumipas na ang panahon. Ito ay para bang naglaho na sila sa hangin.
Sa panahon na iyon, nagsimula silang magduda sa katumpakan ng tinatawag nilang tsismis.


Ang kaluluwa ng pinakamagaling na weapon specialist ng Earth ay tumawid sa isang alternatibong mundo, taglay ang alaala ng Rebirth Martial Emperor, nilinang ang Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique, winawasak ang lahat ng kalaban na mayroong hindi mapapantayang lakas!
Kayang gumawa ng medisina, may kakayahan sa paggawa ng mga armas, at alam ang sining ng inskripsyon...
Ang pagiging dalubhasa sa lahat ng propesyon ay gawi ng mga hari!


Zhong Yihan hung up the phone and took a sip of water.

Li Zanxing sneered: "This brother just phone our mayor Wang? Is it too much of a fuss? "

Zhong Yihan smiled and said nothing.

Li Zanxing's face sank: "Bah! Phone the mayor? Did the mayor directly answer the phone call? What do you really think you are? "

Zhong Yihan smiled faintly: "you will know who I am in a moment."

Lee Zanxing took a deep breath. If he hadn't beaten him, he might not have been able to control himself now.

At this moment, he glanced at Guo xianhong, who was still lying on the ground with nobody in charge, and immediately sneered: "you can play phone, so can I!"

He also took out his cell phone, dialed a number and said, "Kung Fu Association? I want to report it. Kung Fu fighter attacked at the north gate of Qinggang University, injuring one person and breaking his arms. Yes, this person is very arrogant. He is still here. Please come quickly. "

Hung up the phone, Li Zanxing sat in front of Zhong Yihan and said, "Boy, I gave you a chance. Now you can't even solve it privately! Remember, our country is a legal society, not you Kung Fu men with only muscles in their heads can play well! "

"Noisy!"

Zhong Yihan became impatient and raised his hand with a slap on Li Zanxing's face.

Li Zanxing screamed and was beaten in the air for a circle. When he fell to the ground, he found that the left half of his mouth was missing.

The slap shocked and angered him, but Li Zanxing did not jump up to lambaste, only a strong uneasiness rose in his heart.

Too arrogant!

The young man opposite is too arrogant!

No, arrogance cannot be used to describe him, because from the beginning to the end, his performance was very cool.

Li Zanxing thought this equanimity belonged to the pride of a genius-the teenager was obviously a freshman and a sophomore, and his strength could reach Kung Fu fighter. He did have enough proud capital.

After thinking about this problem, Li Zanxing suddenly realized what he had missed.

The phone he just played!

Li Zanxing thought that the phone was bluffing and calling the mayor? Are you kidding me?

But now he suddenly responded.

Such a proud person ...

Does he need to lie?

Does he need such bravado? !

He clearly called the phone to Kung Fu Association, but instead of panicking, he beat himself.

This kind of person is either fully confident or a fool!

But the problem is ...

Is a person who reaches Kung Fu fighter at a young age a fool?

A strong uneasiness rose in Li Zanxing's mind.

He had a presentiment that he seemed to have kicked the iron plate this time ...

Within five minutes, there was a siren.

Several people in black Kung Fu Association uniforms rushed over.

"Who called the police? Which Kung Fu fighter just injured someone? "

Li Zanxing hesitated. He was considering whether to continue this matter, because he already had a bad feeling that the origin of the teenager seemed to be beyond his imagination.

But Zhong Yihan raised his hand and said, "I did it!"

Several law enforcement officers of the Kung Fu Association were stunned, and so did he admit it?

Guo Xianhong also shouted from the side: "It was him! That's him! You see, he broke my whole arm! "

Law enforcement officials looked at Zhong Yihan and saw that he was too young to sit there and felt unfathomable. And they came so fast, itself is responsible for this area, naturally know Guo Xianhong this local strongmen.

Guo Xianhong's appearance now is really miserable, with one arm twisted into a twist.

But what can make him look like this ...

At least it is also the strength of Kung Fu fighter, and it must also be Kung Fu fighter above the intermediate level.

But at this age, this young man has such strength?

this person has a good background.

The strength of these law enforcement officers is not high, but their vision and experience are very rich. Those who know that they can reach Kung Fu fighter at this age are certainly not simple.

So a young law enforcement officer kindly asked, "Brother, did you hit him?"

"It's me," Zhong Yihan stood up and shook hands with him. "The man wanted to attack me, so I started to fight back. As for the witness, these friends around me can testify, and the boss of the store can also testify, depending on whether he likes it or not."

The boss was shocked: "I didn't see anything. I didn't see anything!"

He cried out and looked at Zhong Yihan, bowing hard.

Zhong Yihan sighed, "Well, the boss may not have seen it, but it's not a big problem. There are a lot of onlookers here. Some people always see it, but they may not dare to speak it out in person. "

Law enforcement officers looked at Zhong Yihan with a calm face, he felt more confident.

The best way to deal with this kind of person is to do official business. No one can pick out the thorn or offend others.

So he made a salute and said, "Please show me your identification first."

Zhong Yihan directly took out his Kung Fu fighter certificate.

indeed as expected is Kung Fu fighter, he checked documents, open the contrast photos, determine is himself, and then look at the name on the certificate.

"Zhong Yihan. The name is familiar. "

"Zhong Yihan? !" Behind him, a middle-aged leader suddenly exclaimed, "Are you Zhong Yihan? !"

Zhong Yihan looked at the middle-aged man and found that he was very familiar. He must have met him, but he nodded: "Yes, I am Zhong Yihan."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and came to him and said, "Are you Zhong Yihan from Anping county and studying at Shuimu University now? Is this year's freshman at Shuimu University? "

Zhong Yihan nodded and didn't speak, but the crowd of onlookers broke out in low shouts.

"Wow, no wonder it's so powerful. It turned out to be Shuimu's genius!"

"Shuimu freshman is so strong? Guo Xianhong hasn't passed a trick in his hand! "

"Guo Xianhong and the students' union kicked the iron plate this time. he is the genius of Top Four. How can he be afraid of the two local strongmen?"

"Zhong Yihan... ... the name sounds familiar."

"I also feel that you said so, as if I heard it somewhere!"

"I remember! Three city champions! The one in the champions of the three cities! Anping No.3 High School! "

"Finally slay the BOSS who guards the pass! "

The onlookers were all very excited.

If Zhong Yihan's status as a Top Four student can only bring him the admiration of the students around him, then the crowd was excited by the former champion of champions in the three cities.

At that time, there were three cities of champions, but many people watched Zhong Yihan reverse the situation at the last moment.

At that time, Tang Xiao broke his promise and pushed his companions into the pit. As a result, Yazun and Yucai had no choice but to give up the fight and take the lead in saving lives.

Everyone scoffed at Tang Xiao's actions.

But they didn't think Zhong Yihan turned the tide at the last moment.

The scene in which he finally shot and killed barbarian was the most classic one among the three champions in recent years!

It is normal that they did not recognize Zhong Yihan before.

After all, after less than half a year, who can remember the appearance of a person seen on TV?

Li Zanxing and all the members of the student union behind him immediately changed their faces.

Zhong Yihan!

At that time, they naturally watched the three-city champions, but they did not expect that the person they met this time was actually the champion!

However, the middle-aged Kung Fu Association was even more excited. He held his fist at Zhong Yihan and bowed deeply. "Cao Yonglin, director of the Seventh Street Office under the Kung Fu Association in the Qinggang city, nice to meet you, Zhong Yihan," he said loudly.

Watching the crowd in an uproar, is this manner a bit too big?

Heaven and Earth Change, Energy Revival
The purple moon is in the sky, the two worlds merge
This is an era when only those who learn Kung Fu can stand on the top
Zhong Yihan obtained the "Supermall System", and with his own hard work, he became stronger step by step in this era.
Finally...
Kung Fu Beyond the World!

Mata Hua Wu Yan terbuka lebar. Pertanyaannya terlontar, "Fu Yi, Sang Lord tidak pernah menerima murid, mana mungkin dia yang menjadi muridnya? Mana mungkin gadis ini bisa berhubungan dekat dengan Sang Lord?"
"Maksudku adalah Kung Fu yang dia miliki terkait dengan Lord. Aku tidak pernah bilang kalau dia adalah muridnya," ujar Di Fu Yi pelan.
Di Fu Yi menoleh ke arah Gu Xi Jiu, "Nona Gu, aku ingin tahu, apakah kau memperoleh Kung Fu ini lewat mimpi?"
Gu Xi Jiu telah mengatakan ini sebelumnya, jadi ia tidak akan menyangkal kata-katanya sendiri. Ia mengangguk mengiyakan, "Iya!"
"Kau ingat penampilan orang yang mewariskan keterampilan Kung Fu kepadamu dalam mimpi? Tolong jelaskan secara terperinci."
"Nona, turuti saja ucapannya! Cepat! Cepat!" Batu Cakrawala dengan putus asa mengingatkan Gu Xi Jiu dalam benaknya.
Tentu saja, Gu Xi Jiu tidak mau menempatkan dirinya dalam situasi sulit lainnya, jadi ia menggambarkannya patung giok yang pernah dilihatnya di gua waktu itu, "Orang itu mengenakan jubah berpola awan, tubuhnya menjulang tinggi dan sangat agung. Ia mengenakan topeng …."
Ia menggambarkannya dengan sangat rinci, entah penting ataupun sepele, kecuali bagian raut wajahnya.
Kebanyakan orang di alun-alun tidak pernah melihat Lord dengan mata kepala mereka sendiri, jadi mereka tidak tahu apakah Gu Xi Jiu betul-betul mengatakan yang sebenarnya. Hanya Hua Wu Yan dan Qian Yue Ran yang pernah bertemu Sang Lord sebelumnya. Setelah mendengar penjelasan gadis itu, mereka tidak meragukannya lagi.
Memang Sang Lord yang menurunkan keahlian Kung Fu padanya, orang yang muncul dengan mengenakan jubah putih di dalam mimpinya. Tak seorang pun akan berpikir bahwa ia akan menerima kemurahan hati Sang Lord dan mendapatkan Kung Fu melalui mimpinya.
Hua Wu Yan dan Qian Yue Ran merasa aneh mendengar hal itu karena mereka tahu betapa sulitnya berhubungan dengan Sang Lord. Sangat sulit atau hampir tidak mungkin melihat Sang Lord bahkan pada hari biasa. Apalagi mereka adalah murid-murid yang terpilih dan segelintir dari beberapa yang terbaik di dunia.
Namun, Lord tidak menerima mereka sebagai muridnya, sebaliknya hanya memberi beberapa saran yang mungkin perlu mereka pahami selama bertahun-tahun.
Sebaliknya, gadis di depan mereka ini justru telah menerima Kung Fu dari Lord sendiri lewat mimpinya dengan Kekuatan Serangan Mimpi dari Lord, yang telah terjadi selama lebih dari setahun.
Tidak heran keterampilan pengobatannya begitu mengesankan, membuatnya dapat memperlihatkan gerakan Kung Fu istimewa yang sulit diimbangi. Ia ternyata telah memperoleh keahlian itu dari Sang Lord yang tak terkalahkan.
Hua Wu Yan ingin bertanya kepada Gu Xi Jiu, "Apakah Lord menerimamu sebagai muridnya dalam mimpimu?"
Long Si Ye meninggalkan kesan buruk padanya sebagai seorang guru. Karena itu Gu Xi Jiu merasa tidak nyaman menggunakan kata 'guru.' Ia mengangkat alisnya dan berujar, "Ia hanya menurunkan beberapa keahlian Kung Fu kepada saya. Ia tidak menyebutkan apa pun tentang menerima saya sebagai muridnya. Jika Anda tidak mengatakannya, saya bahkan tidak akan tahu kalau dia adalah Sang Lord …."
Di Fu Yi menatapnya. Sinar cahaya terpancar di matanya.
Sepertinya gadis muda ini tidak mau lagi mengakui siapa pun sebagai gurunya.
Apakah karena Long Si Ye?
Dia bahkan tidak mau mengakui Sang Lord kali ini.
Di atas panggung, Mu Feng, Mu Yu, Mu Lei, dan Mu Dian berusaha keras menahan ekspresi mereka. Mereka tidak ingin Di Fu Yi berpikir bahwa mereka menganggap tuan mereka itu bodoh.
Hua Wu Yan tampaknya tidak menerima teori itu, "Fu Yi, ini masalah yang paling penting. Kurasa kita harus mencari Sang Lord untuk membuktikannya."
"Overlord Hua benar, kita harus mencari buktinya," sahut Qian Yue Ran setuju.
Di Fu Yi tersenyum, "Siapa yang harus pergi dan minta persetujuan dari Lord?"
Hua Wu Yan dan Qian Yue Ran terdiam.
Tempat kediaman Sang Lord tidak terbuka untuk para pengunjung sepanjang tahun. Bahkan murid yang terpilih sekalipun sangat sulit menemuinya secara pribadi, mungkin bahkan tidak satu kali dalam beberapa tahun. Hanya di saat-saat mendesak Sang Lord secara pribadi akan mendekati mereka. Murid yang terpilih sangat mustahil bertemu Sang Lord jika mereka mengunjunginya atas inisiatif mereka sendiri. Bahkan jika mereka telah melakukan kesalahan, mereka hanya akan dihukum oleh murid Sang Lord di luar pintu kediamannya.
Dalam keadaan seperti itu, siapa pun tidak akan memiliki kesempatan untuk segera bertemu dengan Lord.
Hua Wu Yan menatap Di Fu Yi dan bertanya, "Tahukah kau bagaimana caranya?"


Di dunia modern, seorang pembunuh bayaran dibunuh oleh kekasihnya, dan gadis itu pun terlahir kembali pada masa lampau di dunia lain sebagai putri seorang jenderal yang berbadan lemah. Dia telah ditunangkan pada seorang pangeran, tetapi karena penampilannya yang buruk rupa, tunangannya dan saudara perempuannya berusaha untuk membunuh gadis itu. Walau dia harus berjuang untuk bertahan hidup, masih ada orang-orang yang mencintai gadis itu sepenuh hati dan tanpa syarat, yang mendukungnya di saat gadis itu benar-benar membutuhkannya. 
Bagaimana siasat gadis itu untuk menyesuaikan diri dan bertahan hidup dalam sebuah dunia yang begitu asing dan dipenuhi orang jahat? Ikuti Gu Xi Jiu dalam petualangannya untuk menemui cinta sejatinya!


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