Anne learned her lessons in everyday that passed by in her life. Together with his brother, the story will be more effective to make those parents and childrens do loved each other even more.

Compilation of poems reflecting the writer's actual emotion or feeling at the time the poem was written.

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Compilation of poems reflecting the writer's actual emotion or feeling at the time the poem was written.

(All poems are mine and original. Pls. credit the quotes/lines/stanza/poem to me if you want it for reference. Thank you!)

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Old Master had quite a reputation in the village. Having been spread by his students, news of him bringing the odd young man back to his home quickly reached the village folk. As a result, numerous sneaky shadows started to appear outside his window within a short period of time.
The matter regarding the young man had already been transmitted throughout the village. Those who came were both curious and worried for the Old Master.
There was absolutely no time for Old Master to notice all this as he was wholly engrossed in the contents of the scripture. It was a thin golden piece of paper, with two words written on its contents –'Huangting'– the Yellow Court Classic. Its contents were very abstruse but oddly, Old Master could actually understand them.
Three hundred over words of Huangting were read within the span of six hours. When he finished, it was already night time. Old Master did not light a lamp as his house was surprisingly full of light and brightness.
At the same time, there was a warm current flowing throughout his body. Even in this cold autumn night, he did not feel the slightest bit cold.
The young man, however, had vanished. That sole page of the scripture vanished as well.
To be precise, the page had entered his body or to put it another way, it had reached his so-called brain. He was a profoundly knowledgeable person with vast experience. Even though he did not adept at matters of strange phenomenon, courage, armed rebellion, and supernatural beings, he knew very well that the world contained deities, demons, and Buddha – perhaps the young man was a proof of their existence.
The reasons for giving him this page of mysterious scripture may not be apparent but they surely exist.
However, with the young man's sudden disappearance, Old Master was unable to make head or tail out of the situation.
He had always kept an open mind about the things that he could not get over. He was a man who placed great importance on the present. Hence, he got up and opened his door, to which countless villagers stormed in and they did not see the young man. Then, a young villager cried out in surprise. The rest of the villagers looked towards the direction which he pointed. On the wall, there was a poem:
'Who shall bestow the fragrance and acclaim of Dao's beard,
Great teacher for a century would also be heartbroken.
Smoke from the lonely underworld rustled through,
To this day he lowered his head and sighed at the uniqueness.
- Unworthy disciple Shen Lian bestows this to the respected teacher.'
Old Master felt that he recalled something but with the crowd of villagers, it was impracticable for him to think. Finally, he let out a sigh and told the people outside, "Li Erniu and the rest, go home."
When the villagers were young, they studied at the private school. Thus, they were very respectful of Old Master. Having seen that he was in no trouble, they did not dare to continue bothering him. The one who first saw the poem was none other than Li Erniu. As he looked at the graceful and mystical poem, a warm current flowed through his thoughts, for reasons which he did not know.
He rushed home and reached Niu shack.
At that time, a water buffalo was leisurely chewing on grass. Li Erniu walked to its side and told it about everything that happened at Old Master's house. Li Erniu was a smart young man, even managed to notice the brightness of Old Master's home despite the lack of a lighted lamp. All these details were told and finally, Li Erniu surmised that the young man was surely a deity. There was a reason why Li Erniu did not believe the young man to be a demon – he felt that a demon would not be able to write a poem so full of mystique.
Li Erniu said, "Brother Buffalo, it appears that there are immortals in this world. I have decided that I want to become such a person."
He was the youngest in his family. Both of his parents had passed away and he now lived with his elder brother and sister-in-law. They had seen better days but Li Erniu himself did not know what to do with the future. That was before he encountered the events of that day which caused his heart to stir.
Recalling further on the myths and legends that were usually told by people, his yearning increased. These things, however, could not be told to anyone else, as they would surely elicit laughter and ridicule from them. All he could do was tell everything to a water buffalo that could not understand human language.
After a moment had passed, he once again felt gloomy, questioning, "Where could I find the ability to learn about the skills of a celestial?"
He was fully aware of the fact that he was merely the son of a peasant family, an ordinary person. Even if he were to leave home in search of celestials and seek Dao, elder brother and sister-in-law will not fork out all the expenses for him.
At that point in time, the water buffalo said, "You who wish to learn, I can teach you."
Initially, Li Erniu did not react. After a while, he stammered, "B-brother Buffalo, y-you c-can speak h-h-human? Y-you are a demon."
"look how you terrified you look," the buffalo replied, "you need only tell me whether you wish to learn, or not."
The big water buffalo did not explain too much but merely stared at Li Erniu with its copper-bell-like eyes.
Having received such a stare, Li Erniu no longer felt afraid. He solemnly replied, "I will learn."
After that, the water buffalo held Li Erniu in its mouth and flung him onto his back with a tremendous force. Li Erniu could only hear the wind beside his ears and the slashing of the wind on his face. When the wind stopped, he found himself on a hillside ten thousand meters away. Having looked around, he found the surroundings to be white.
Li Erniu did not regard this as weird. After all, brother Buffalo could speak in human language and was indeed a demon. It was quite normal for the buffalo to run for ten thousand meters even with effort equivalent to that of a nap.
The Great Water Buffalo stood up on its two hind legs like a person. With movements indistinct from that of a person, it struck a few blows with its fists. Li Erniu watched intently and his body unconsciously followed its every movement. In the end, he was left sweating, with the sound of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers ringing in his ears. At that moment, he did not know that the sound that he heard was the flowing of his Qi and state of blood.
For Qi cultivators, not many of them could hear the flowing of their own blood when they first started cultivating.
A bout of punches sufficed to cause incredible tiredness in him. Then, the Great Water Buffalo chanted a verse of incantation. Li Erniu's memory could not be considered good, but surprisingly he was able to remember each word.
As he imitated the incantation chanted by Great Water Buffalo, he learned the breathing technique told in the incantation. It was as if he reached the clouds up high. The comfort he felt was absolutely indescribable. All the tiredness he felt before disappeared completely at that moment.
His mind became incomparably clearer. His eyesight improved to the extent that he was able to see the movements of tiny ants in the moonlight, despite the ants being fifty feet away from him. Even the antennae of the ants could be seen with such clarity!
Li Erniu thanked the Great Water Buffalo immensely but was met with a snort, "You must not tell anyone about the Dao formula that I have passed to you. I have to leave immediately."
"Why?" Li Erniu asked.
Great Water Buffalo sighed, "The poem you were speaking about just now was written by Shen Lian and I cannot get by with him. If I do not leave, he might find me."
"Contrary to what one might expect, you, the Bull King, are not stupid but based on your attainment, how could you possibly conceal your actions from a poor Daoist such as myself? To my surprise, you even dared to find the time to teach this youngster how to cultivate." A Dao voice floated in the air from an unknown location.
Great Water Buffalo replied, "I know that I cannot conceal myself from you. Considering all the care that this young man had given me in the past years, it seems only right that I leave something behind for him since I know not of how immortal gentleman Shen would treat old buffalo."
"After all, Xin Qubing and I had a period of friendly relations. You may be his son-in-law, but you were also the one who indirectly caused his death. As for the hatred he had, I will seek revenge on behalf of him. Fortunately, it could be considered that you died once before, and fourteen young women still have some feelings for you. As a result, to cause your body and spirit to be exterminated entirely would be excessively ruthless of me. How about you head to Biyou Palace and serve a millennium of penal servitude? You could call it a sort of reprimand."
Great Water Buffalo felt relieved and answered, "Very well."
It knew that there was no avenue for escape once he was found out by Shen Lian. A millennium of penal servitude? It could surely do that.
Li Erniu whispered, "Brother Buffalo, who exactly is this person?"
Great Water Buffalo shook its head as if it heard something preposterous. With hooves stepping on the air, it entered into the vast moonlight.
Li Erniu could only hear in his ear the telepathy of Brother Buffalo, "If you wish to see me, you can go to Biyou Palace."
With a clenching of his fist, Li Erniu looked towards the direction where Great Water Buffalo disappeared, "Brother Buffalo, I will save you from this."
From the void there came laughter, "Truly a hot-blooded youth."
Throughout the ordeal, Li Erniu did not catch a glimpse of the person's appearance. All he remembered were the words 'Biyou Palace'.


What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

"Song Guanghe is definitely not deranged. Besides, it was impossible for the Covenant Alliance to let a psychopath command the troops on a resource planet. His head is very clear, his logic is impeccable, and he remembers everything from his past."
Zhuge Jinglun explained to Li Yao, "He remembers his childhood and his youth as a noble in the Imperium, he remembers his wife and his three children, and he even remembers how he was modified in the Covenant Alliance, but he has converted himself to the Path of Ultimate Benevolence and completely cut himself from his past. 
"Have a talk with him. It will be fun. I'm sure that you'll have a better understanding of the Covenant Alliance."
Li Yao met this Colonel Song Guanghe in a secret prison in the deepest part of the Third Research Institute.
The colonel left quite a good first impression on Li Yao. He was a tiny, graceful, and handsome man, wearing the hospital gown as if it were a military uniform. 
He did not look as indifferent and heartless as the Covenant Alliance people up above. Instead, there was a warm and sunny smile on his face.
However, it was just an illusion.
According to Zhuge Jinglun, one nurse and one researcher had been deceived by the warm smile and killed by Colonel Song Guanghe.
Nobody saw that coming. The nurse and the researcher were unimportant. He couldn't escape even if he killed them. Besides, they did not torture him at all. In fact, they had been taking care of him. Nobody knew why he killed them.
After killing two innocent people in a row, Colonel Song Guanghe's cell was completely locked. Even the air would be filtered before it was transmitted into the room. The wall of the room was transparent on the outside so that everybody could see what Colonel Song Guanghe was doing but he could not see what was going on outside.
When Li Yao saw Song Guanghe, he was watching a soap opera with his hands on his knees like an obedient child. It was one of the programs designed for housewives and full of family dramas and struggles. 
He didn't have a choice. As part of the study, Zhuge Jinglun played emotionally-stimulating stuff for him every day, hoping to detect abnormalities in his brainwaves.
But Song Guanghe's brainwaves were utterly unchanged although he was watching it wholeheartedly, as if he were staring at an empty wall.
On the nightstand nearby were a few novels and poem collections. Zhuge Jinglun did not want to give him access to crystal processors, so the novels and poem collections were rarely-seen in paper books. The smell of ink made the small prison cell smell fragrant.
It was another test.
But pitifully, though Song Guanghe read the novels and poems with great interest, his mind was absolutely tranquil.
"Colonel Song, I've brought a guest to you, a real big shot."
Through the broadcasting rune array, Zhuge Jinglun spoke to the prison cell. 
"He would like to ask you a few questions, and if you answer them well, I may consider improving your living conditions and giving you a bigger room."
Song Guanghe watched for another half minute. It was not until the two women on the screen finished their fight that he finally moved his eyes back and slowly rose.
Although he could not see what was going on outside, his eyes were fixated on Li Yao through the wall.
"Director Zhuge, just call me Song Guanghe. It has been a long time since I was a colonel."
Song Guanghe smiled. "I would like to answer any questions from the honorable guest, but a different cell is unnecessary. You won't change a room for me. You just want to see me burst into rage.
"Besides, this is a nice place. Human beings are just grains of dust in the vast universe, and this room is spacious enough for a grain of dust."
Zhuge Jinglun looked at Li Yao and whispered, "Do you see how weird the group of Ultimate Benevolence is?"
Thinking for a moment, Li Yao said straightforwardly, "Colonel Song Guanghe, greetings. I'm very interested in the Covenant Alliance and the Path of Ultimate Benevolence. I'm even seeking another way apart from war to settle the conflicts between the Imperium and the Covenant Alliance. 
"Just now, I saw you watching a TV series that involves love and affairs. What do you think of it?"
"Not bad at all, my honorable guest."
Song Guanghe kept smiling. "It's very interesting."
"Very interesting?"
Li Yao asked in surprise, "How interesting? Can it touch your mind?"
"For example, we know that ants can construct a social system by communicating with each other through their antenna."
Song Guanghe said, "Assuming that we're ants, we'll be able to sense a lot of information through our antenna. We can feel the valiance and the fury of the ants. The battle of two groups of ants will be like a war between two countries. Too many epic heroes and unscrupulous villains will emerge. The legend might even be sung over for generations.
"Alas, we're not ants but humans. So, when we see the battle of two groups of ants under a tree, we'll find it interesting, but it's impossible for us to understand the heroes, the villains, and the legends of ants, right? 
"It's the same for me. When I watch the TV series where two females are fighting over a male, it's like you watching two groups of ants battle. It's interesting, but nothing more."
If Song Guanghe could hear him, Li Yao would love to blow a whistle for him.
The group of Ultimate Benevolence was indeed different from the bottom-level Covenant Alliance people. They had their own logic that would not be rectified easily.
"Then…"
Pondering for a moment, Li Yao asked, "If the TV series cannot touch you, what about you in the past? Director Zhuge says that you remember your wife and your children very well. You can't feel anything special about them? How do you view yourself from the past?"
"Ah, myself from the past."
The smile on Song Guanghe's face was unchanged, as if it had been branded on him. He slowly shook his head and said, "It was truly a period of darkness that I would rather not look back at. Affected by the extraterritorial devils, my animal instincts, and the crazy people around me, I was mired in the swamp of sins.
"At that time, I was greedy about power. I craved for the appreciation of the experts, plotted against my partners, and exploited the weaklings.
"I killed my best friend for the leadership of a legion in my family. I married a woman I did not know in order to be promoted. I trained my children in the most extreme ways and asked them to take part in the most dangerous trials for my vanity, and my youngest child died because of that.
"Addicted to power and enslaved by the extraterritorial devils, I even slaughtered five hundred innocent villagers and pretended that they were the soldiers of the Covenant Alliance. I had to do that because it was what almost all the noble officers did.
"Sins. The boundless sins make me shudder in fear. I really don't know why I felt so comfortable when I was in a black swamp!
"Thankfully, all the sins are gone. The Ultimate Benevolence Masters have taught me the real truth and given me a chance to atone for my sins. Finally, I have found inner peace.
"Honorable guest, you must be an Immortal Cultivator too, aren't you? If so, you must be mired in the swamp of sins like I was in the past. I hope that you can realize your sins, get rid of the swamp, and find the ultimate peace that belongs to you one day." 
Li Yao's eyes twitched. "Ultimate peace? Is it the reason why you killed the nurse and the researcher?"
"Yes, I sensed sins from them."
Song Guanghe said casually, "But more importantly, I saw that they still had a conscience and they were struggling in the black swamp not knowing how to get away, so I gave them a hand and led them to eternal peace."
"Don't you think it's against their wish?"
Li Yao asked, "You were brainwashed against your wish when you were captured, weren't you? What do you think of that? Do you not think that a man has the right to decide which path they should walk on?"
"If a man wants to cut his wrist, would you not kick the dagger in his hand away 'against his wish'?"
Song Guanghe asked back. "If a man is hanging himself, would you not take him down 'against his wish'? If someone is struggling in a fire pit, would you not save him until you ask him politely for his permission?
"Freedom? What freedom? Do human beings really should have the freedom to harm their bodies, to take drugs, to squander resources, or to brutalize one another?
"In the past, I was like a drug addict who waved a sharp blade in an abyss full of fire and venom, hurting myself, other people, and the whole universe. The Ultimate Benevolence Masters saved me and pulled me out of the abyss 'against my wish'. I was definitely forced, but isn't such force helpful and necessary?"


“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! 
“No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! 
“In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!”
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In my younger days I had always wanted to go an some grand adventure, to pull the sword from the stone or release crackling energy from my palms not for some foolish reason as saving the world or some damsel but simply to enjoy myself. I cherished that sense of discovery that in my present self had withered to a speck amongst my more direct responsibilities.

Surely, I'm not the only one who longs for a past time? A time where the world seemed much more colourful and even the mundane became the extraordinary in our curious minds.

One of the first things you learn as an adult is that you can never do what you truly wish, all those questions at school on your future aspirations merely to indulge your immature mind.

Never aware of our fate we allow our minds to wonder. Dreaming of the dragons we will one day be never cognisant of our status as ants in a nest. Ants, though capable of some minor feats when working in concert they are at the end of the day ants working to fulfill their duty as part of the collective remaining, as an individual, ever insignificant as they are incapable.

Shepherded from young to fit a role left vacant by previous members of the herd. We, as humanity, are all pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. From a young age we are prospected like mineral resources separated by quality as we are prepared for the production line.

Our minds melted down to suppress free thinking, our personalities hammered flat to be two dimensional as we are crudely bent into the same shape of a previous member of the puzzle.

Study or you'll be nobody. Work or you'll have nothing. Obey or you'll go to jail.

Slave away for worthless paper. Work yourself to the bone. You want to be somebody? How old are you? Quit while you're ahead. You could never do this etc.

But as society stamps on imaginative I remain stubborn in my ways. I refuse to let that light from my youth extinguish.

Speaking of light, it reminds me of a poem that I once learned it went like this;

==
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
==

I would not let my dreams be crushed by others. Where others yield I will rage fiercely onwards to the end.

It was this mindset that would allow me my chance at shifting from the ordinary to the extraordinary, from the natural to the supernatural and lifting me to unexplored heights.


In my younger days I had always wanted to go an some grand adventure, to pull the sword from the stone or release crackling energy from my palms not for some foolish reason as saving the world or some damsel but simply to enjoy myself. I cherished that sense of discovery that in my present self had withered to a speck amongst my more direct responsibilities.

Surely, I'm not the only one who longs for a past time? A time where the world seemed much more colourful and even the mundane became the extraordinary in our curious minds.

In the poem, the ocean meant the Chang Sea of Qing-Yun Realm, the southernmost, while the Ice Lake was the northernmost tip of the world. The two locations were more than one million miles away, yet Wu Fa could be in both places within one day.
The first minute he was seen in the Mountain of All Medicines, yet the next moment he already raised up the teacup in Misty Cloud Palace…
Well, poems were always exaggerated, so as the stories told in the martial world.
Soon, everybody had a common view—Wu Fa, the omnipotent man in the world!
As time passed, the common view developed—the world's most powerful cultivator should be omnipotent!
That was Wu Fa.
Ye Xiao had never believed the stories because he himself was one of the best cultivators in the world. He could do none of those things mentioned in the poem, not even if he burned his life to do it!
If he could never do it, Wu Fa couldn't do it either. He wasn't being arrogant. After all, they were in the same league. He was weaker than Wu Fa, but not that much.
However, now he believed the stories were all true.
However, the stories had fooled the entire world. In another word, the stories meant nothing.
Because Wu Fa was two people!
They looked exactly the same!
While one of them showed up in a place, the other surely could show up in another place.
It was easy.
However, they not only had the same faces but also had the same dominant capability!
It was reasonable that people all believed they were the same person!
Ye Xiao understood now.
He finally knew why he felt weird when he saw Wu Fa. He had realized that this Wu Fa was not as powerful as the one who fought against Han Bingxue…
Ye Xiao kept having the question in his head, [Why is he sometimes weaker yet sometimes stronger? How come?]
Now he understood.
There was another thing he finally understood.
[In the history, Wu Fa and Zong Yuankai both ate the Divine Yin Yang Fruit and became invincible… However, there is another person who had eaten the fruit too, but nobody knows who he is.]
[Well, the third person is right in front of us. Everybody knows who he is!]
[That is this fake Wu Fa!]
[Wu Fa and the fake Wu Fa took off the fruits twice in one day!]
[That's it!]
Ye Xiao was enlightened.
[That one has been a substitute to Wu Fa…]
…
Yue Shuang and Yue Han both understood it too.
They were twins, so they were like one person since they were born. That was why they didn't feel surprised by two men playing the same role. However, it was a little bit surprising to them that Wu Fa actually had a twin brother.
Now that they had seen the faces of the twin brothers, all the questions in their heart had answers.
When they finally saw the truth, they felt angry about being fooled for so many years!
Wu Fa was fooling around everybody in the Qing-Yun Realm!
Ye Xiao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I never thought that the famous world's most powerful cultivator is fake. The stories that have been telling you being omnipotent turn out to be lies. Wu Fa, you brothers have been living some pretty enjoyable days, haven't you?"
Wu Fa's black robe was flickering the air. His eyes looked dark and calm like death. He blandly said, "What do you want to say?"
Ye Xiao shook his head, "I have many questions to ask now… but what surprises me most is… Since you both are ultimately powerful in the world, why do you pretend to be one man?"
Wu Fa blandly said, "I don't need to tell anybody my reasons."
Ye Xiao nodded, changed a question, "Well, what are your names then? You can't share one name, can you?"
"I am Wu Fa." The second Wu Fa, who stood in the front said. A cloud of dark fog started to rise up in his eyes.
"Hahaha! You are going to die anyway! I don't mind sharing some of our secrets!" The one behind their back laughed and said, "My name is Wu Tian!"
"Wu Fa and Wu Tian!" Ye Xiao nodded and said, "Well, the outlaw brothers!"
[They are twin brothers.]
"Wu Tian, you are injured. The purple qi must have hurt you. Just stay aside and have some rests. Let me take the five of them and kill them one by one in front of you. I hope it will console your anger!" Wu Fa sounded calm and confident.
He talked like he had decided Ye Xiao and the other four people's fates.
"Excellent!"
Wu Tian nodded, coldly looked at Ye Xiao with a killing intent in the eyes.
"Ye Xiao, come and fight!" Wu Fa looked indifferent, also a little bored. It seemed he was totally not interested in this fight, as if Ye Xiao didn't compare him.
He seemed to be impatient that he had to fight the battle he wasn't interested in.
It felt like a dinosaur fighting against five ants.
Even though those were five strong ants, the dinosaur just didn't care!
He completely ignored them!
"Wait!" Yue Shuang took a deep breath and said, "Wu Fa, we are in apparently two different sides. I won't waste time giving out any useless speech. However, after all, we have been injured from the previous fights. If you are still an honorable man, give us some time to recover."
It sounded fair considering how powerful Wu Fa was. In the martial world, the five of Ye Xiao were the younger generation. They had defeated Wu Tian, which should be respected. Wu Fa had all rights to protect his brother, but it was undignified to continue attacking the five people, at least not so soon. Although they were in opposite positions, they were all superior cultivators in the realm. Both sides should show enough respect for each other, even though the fight was unavoidable.
Wu Fa looked calm and spoke blandly, "Well, it's fine. You have fifteen minutes. You want more time to enjoy the view of the living world. I can understand."
Then he slowly flew backward about three hundred meters with both hands behind the back.
Ye Xiao took a breath of relief, then suddenly heard an explosive sound in his head. It seemed a tremendous wave of energy suddenly covered the entire firmament.
Wu Fa's spiritual mind spread out instantly and covered the land within three thousand miles. It felt like he could reach anywhere he wanted. Every movement inside this area was detected.
Even if Ye Xiao wanted to discuss, they wouldn't escape Wu Fa's spiritual mind.
In another word, Wu Fa had already performed his spiritual mind attack. Even though he didn't actually do any harm, his spiritual mind was already set out! That was worse than a physical fight!
Yue Han's pretty face turned red because of anger, and she exclaimed, "Wu Fa, you are such a despicable person!"
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Ye Xiao was a superior cultivator in his previous life. The three factions of the Qing-Yun Realm killed millions of people every time they attempt to seize cultivation resources. Wealthy towns turn to wastelands in just a single night. They covered up their crime with assertion that the towns were suffering from pestilence and disasters.
They forcibly held all the resources for cultivation, monopolized all valuable practice materials, and kept outsiders from cultivating so that only their three factions could cultivate in the realm. Ye Xiao declared war against the three factions in retaliation of their actions. He fought alone and ended up dying in vain. However, he is reborn into the mortal body of a 16 year-old boy. He will use the powers he cultivated in his last life and slaughter his way back into the Qing-Yun Realm. The story begins!
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"So, what are we going to do?" Stone asked, expecting a great plan from his all-knowing teacher.
"We could increase your intelligence? And you could try to make that trap…" Partner replied as he was trying to find some escape or a way to fight back. "But first, talk to Queen Ant. We need to cooperate."
"Oh. Let's do that," Stone readily agreed. He would not feel right if he would abandon the ants. It was for the first time he felt something like an attachment to something else than himself or Partner. "Ant! Go for Queen!" 
The Queen arrived promptly, "what do you need, Guardian Stone?"
"We prepare a trap!"
"Oh, what kind?" She curiously, but cautiously inquired.
"Partner? What kind of trap?"
"The only thing I can think of are pits filled with ants. Many of them will die, but we don't have enough mana, ability, nor the time to do anything else." 
"Pits filled with ants," Stone repeated.
"It won't stop them, but at least slows them down. Fine. Prepare the pit. I will prepare the soldiers."
With this consensus, she went back. Stone, while listening to Partner's lecture about cities and rats, made a pit, around 70 centimetres deep and 50 centimetres wide around the crevice. The appointed workers put twigs, leaves, and dirt over it per Partner's instructions.
Meanwhile, Partner taught Stone about evolution, Universum, and elements.
[Your intelligence had risen by 0.8]
Queen returned with hundreds of soldiers and stationed them in the newly created hidden crevice. Stone hated when a stone was broken and even more when he was the one who was breaking it. Partner patiently and with a soothing voice explained that he only temporarily moved parts of rocks to survive and the grumpy Stone had to agree, even though with great reluctance.
The Queen also ordered ants to bring dry leaves and sticks at the Stone's request. He wanted to make supplies for heat absorption.
"Oooh, he seems to be learning. Good," Partner praised Stone in silence. Now, they have to wait.
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Heavily drunk dwarfs
"Dafur! Where are ya goin? Got scared?" Breadbeard hassled him while staggering around.
They were already before the entrance cavern.
"Got to go on the toilet! Wait a minute!" The drunk Dafur replied and skipped to the nearest bush.
"Breadbeard, did ya notice? How's he talkin'. So funny!" Eriv giggled.
"Hahaha! Talks like some scholar!"
"Scholar?" Dafur appeared behind them.
"What?! Oh, it's ya. Fuck, don't scare me! Almost piss'd my pants," Eriv giggled again.
"Yea! Didn't ya notice? When ya're hammered ya talk different."
"Oh, really?" Dafur was confused. He drank beer as any other healthy dwarf, but nobody ever told him this.
"Hahaha! Say somethin else! A spikey-ear's poem!" Breadbeard and Eriv peeked at each other with realization and laughed the whole way to the entrance cavern.
As they entered the entrance, they heard weak explosions and squeaking.
"Do ya hear it too?"
"Yes… Seems like rats?"
"Hmm, what're ya talkin about?"
"We need to go! Maybe your brother does not have deep craziness in the end."
"That's great! Do ya hear it, Breadbeard?"
"Yea, yea, I heard. But what about Orifog?"
"Accidents happen! But being killed by a stone... Humiliating death for a dwarf," Dafur shook his head.
After a moment of silence for the dwarf, Breadbeard asked, "so, what now?"
"We go down. What, are you pissing yourself, you old fart?"
"HMPF!" Breadbeard derisively snorted. "As if a dwarf would fear a mine," he tried to sound brave, but when he entered the shaft, slight shivering betrayed him.
"Breadbeard, we shoulda naet go! After all, he is just runemae'str apprentice!" Eriv got a creepy feeling. Some kind of instinct was warning her, but maybe it was still the fear from three years ago.
"Milady Eriv! Don't worry as I will protect you!" Dafur confidently proclaimed, putting an arm around her waist, ignoring her 'insult'.
Eriv pressed his arm to her chest and they caught up with Breadbeard.
"Aaaah, ye two.Find a room," Breadbeard rolled his eyes, but fear became evident in his voice.
The shaft was long around 50 meters. In the end, they turned left and could not believe their eyes.
☁☁☁☁☁☁
As predicted, the rats arrived shortly, filling the shaft before the anthill. Twenty-five rats stood in neat lines and stared straight towards the army of thousands of ants with the Queen, laying on the edge of the crevice.
King Ratam, surrounded with powerful translucent mana-shield and his four pack-leaders, proclaimed, "you have attacked us and killed three of our leaders! Today, your nest will be destroyed!"
"It was the previous Queen! I am the new one! Can we make peace yet again?" The Queen Ant tried to negotiate, already knowing it was for naught.
"Peace?! Peace?!! You broke it! You!" King Ratam yelled, spit flying from his mouth. A weak gust of mana escaping his control in his moment of fury, washed over his army, making them tremble.
King Ratam's eyes glowed red with fury and a few tendrils of flames encircled him.
Nearby pack leaders shivered in fear. They knew that in this state the King would kill them if they even dared to squeak.
"I did not. It was the previous Queen! She is dead now!"
The King derisively snorted and menacingly asked, "why should I care? You are a mere ants! I didn't destroy you before because there was no merit for me!"
"Partner, I hear the voice, but can't see him," Stone, who acted as the throne, told  Partner, who was worried he would lose the host again. The shame of it would be unbearable.
"So expand your sphere again…"
"Oh, I forgot," Stone flatly replied. 
He expanded his perception sphere to 4.1 metres. Now, he could 'see' the army of rats and King Ratam in their full glory.
Stone could feel an immense amount of mana that could swallow him whole from the Rat-King. Too bad that Stone did not know what fear was.
On the other hand, the Partner did know. He gazed at the towering Rat-King and his swirling, fire-attuned mana and figuratively gulped, "their King is mighty; even novice adventurers could have some problem with him. His mana should be around 150 to 180 points. That's almost five times your reserves. Even if I count refined mana, he is still stronger…"
"Partner?" Stone cut in the Partner's ranting.
"What?!"
"There is something strange under us. It's swirling, and I feel weird. Hmm… what's the word… Dizzy! I feel dizzy. It's full of mana, even more than what that big rat has."
"Does it have a colour?"
"Hmm, flame red with the occasional streak of deep blue."
"Well, that would explain why there are several monsters with elemental attunements…" Partner went deep into his thoughts as he was searching how to use the new discovery to their advantage.
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The Queen Ant was in a dilemma. The rats could attack at any moment. Even if she would be able to fend off the first wave, the King could easily wipe them off with his fire-imbued spells. "He will send his pack leaders first. He won't weaken himself before them," She calmed herself down. 
"Charge!" King Ratam commanded from behind his lines and the first six rats on the front leapt towards the ants.
They fell directly into the hidden ditch, squeaking, and hundreds of ants swarmed them. They crawled inside of their bodies and slowly tore them apart.
The leaders began to charge their mana bubbles imbued with weak flames but were countered by the Queen and stealthily, Stone.
"Didn't think you are so strong, Queen! Or did you find something interesting?" King Ratam squinted at her as his pack leaders' spells were seemingly effortlessly fended off and his rats swarmed. 
Three of them already horrifically died, taking with them hundreds of ants by crushing them. 
The army of ants was thinning at an increased pace.
Queen studied the battlefield and the dying ants, recognizing she truly did not have a single chance. She can't outrun the enemy and she can't fight properly also. Her mana was quickly depleting. 
She was forced to make a decision she did not like, but Anthill came first.
"Yes! I found something! It gave me the powers I have today! I will tell you about it but stop the assault!" She shouted back as she countered the enemy bubbles with her last drops of mana. Now she had just enough to not collapse. She would have already lost if not for Stone. It dawned on her, it was like he had an endless supply of mana...
[Heat at 90% of maximum capacity]
"Partner! I can't attack, but my heat is accumulating more and more!" Stone was fully concentrating on countering the enemy and could not create mana points with heat.
"What to do, what to do…" as Partner was pondering, he heard through Stone's sphere the Queen's proposal to the Rat King.
"Don't tell me… oh damn… Stone!"
"Stop the attack!" King Ratam commanded. The rats hastily retreated, shaking off the confused ants.
"Ants! Stop!" Queen Ant stopped them too. The beaten ants, many of them injured, retreated also.
"Talk!" King Ratam arrogantly stated as he was curious.
"Ants! Pick Stone and bring him towards King Ratam!" She climbed down from the pebble. Ants picked Stone up and brought him to the middle of the battlefield without hesitation. 
She told him everything she knew about Stone. King Ratam examined Stone with a mixture of interest and anger.
The pebble, 124 millimetres in size, with white, smooth crust, sat there in silence. However, he was conversing with Partner.
"Partner? What are they doing?"
"That's called betrayal, little pebble," he flatly replied.
"Betrayal?" To Stone, it was something completely new.
"Yes. It's an action when one gives up someone for their own benefit. Get used to it. The universe is a brutal place…"
Stone felt something like never before. It was as if something ferocious banged inside of his mind.
"Partner, I feel strange. Not good. Something wants to get out of me and kill everything in sight. "
"That's wrath, Stone," Partner explained. He too was feeling it. In his case, it was like some old memory. He could almost… Before he could properly remember it, it was gone.
"What should I do about it?" Stone innocently asked, confused.
Partner finally snapped. After hundreds of years of humiliation, he was forced to live in a stupid pebble… So many hosts, so many deaths… Still, he had endured! Humiliation, loss, constant hurt... but this was that imaginary last drop, "you know what? As a hero helper, I should help you process anger and steer you towards a better path... But fuck this! I have enough! First, I got caged inside of you; the most abnormal entity in the universe, then spent months teaching you to even think and talk like a living being and when I finally start to move forward, I get betrayed by the fucking ants! Ants! So… Go nuts! Kill, murder, steal… Anything to survive!" Partner ranted, an elation washed over him. He never felt this good.
"How?"
"Kill. Everything," Partner hissed.

Time to Rock. And Roll. And Also Level Up. It Likes To Level Up A Lot.

Stone is a rock. Or, more specifically, a tiny pebble. Born that way.

Awakened to sapience by disastrous happenstance, Stone and his reluctant mentor Partner must navigate a dangerous world where betrayal, war, and scheming are a daily occurrence.

But time waits for no mineral, and soon he would be more. Much, MUCH more.

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Ch 60 = Ch 15, 16

Lu Zhou glanced at the cultivation techniques and weapons in the shopping mall. The cheapest among them still cost at least 1,000 merit points. So, he did not spend the remaining merit points.
He planned to let his disciples do more tasks, so that he could prolong his life. Then, he would accumulate merit points and get himself a good enough cultivation technique or weapons.
In his memory, this world was too dangerous. With his current cultivation base, if he left Golden Court Mountain, it would be very difficult for him to protect himself. So, he could only stay on the mountain for the time being. With this group of villainous disciples protecting him, he would not face any trouble.
Of course, he also had to be on guard against the betrayal of these disciples.
Five disciples had left, and hence he had to be extra cautious with the remaining four. In any case, he was not afraid of them causing trouble, because he had peak-form experience cards and critical block cards for now.
"Yuan'er!"
Swoosh.
In the quiet woods, Little Yuan'er appeared gracefully like a fairy as she bowed and said, "Yes, Master?"
"Bring me the four treasures of study from the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"Oh! Master, you never write, and it was always me who wrote for you. Are you going to write by yourself today?"
"When do I need a little girl like you to tell me what to do?"
"I'll go right now..." Little Yuan'er lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. Before long, she brought the four treasures of the study and placed them before Lu Zhou.
After that, she stood on the side respectfully like a maidservant, simply watching. She wanted to see what her master was going to do. When she saw Lu Zhou show no signs of chasing her away, she grew bolder and stepped closer.
"Master, let me grind the ink for you." Prompted by a sudden inspiration, Little Yuan'er knelt beside the small tea table and carefully ground the ink.
In his previous life, Lu Zhou was an art student. When he was free, he liked to practice calligraphy, and his works even won awards at school.
So, writing was not difficult for him.
He picked up a writing brush and dipped it in the ink. Then, he wrote on a sheet of pure white paper: Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, Zhao Yue, Ye Tianxin, Si Wuya, Zhu Honggong, Ci Yuan'er.
He wrote them from top to bottom according to the time he took them in as disciples. These were the nine evil disciples Ji Tiandao had taught, who had done all kinds of evil and awed the world.
Lu Zhou was lost in thought as he stared at the list. He wondered to what extent had the cultivation base of the eldest disciple reached, when even the most junior disciple was a Divine Court expert. Was he stronger than Ji Tiandao? If he were, with the murderous mind of Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong, how could they allow an old villain like Ji Tiandao to continue existing in this world?
Besides, Ji Tiandao should know very well that each of the disciples he had taught was as savage as a tiger and as fierce as a wolf, and they certainly would betray him one day. Did he keep some tricks and trump cards up his sleeve when he began teaching these disciples?
Everything was worth pondering upon.
Unfortunately, the most critical part of the memory was lost, causing Lu Zhou to fail to figure out the answers.
'Ji Tiandao, what were the life-saving items you had kept?'
As he was thinking, Little Yuan'er waved her hand in front of his face and said with an admiring look, "Master, your writing is really beautiful! Why did you write my name?"
Lu Zhou sighed and said, "I'm introspecting."
"Introspecting?"
"Self-introspection should be practiced on a daily basis. I've taught nine disciples who do evil everywhere, causing widespread indignation and resentment. Maybe, I was wrong."
While he said that with his mouth, he thought, 'What wrong have I done? It was Ji Tiandao who was wrong.' A crooked stick would have a crooked shadow; it could be seen from some subtle behaviors of these disciples. He would have felt deeply ashamed if he had disciples who wanted to kill people at the slightest provocation.
"Then, why did Master want to take the nine of us as disciples? And you have only taken nine disciples...With your ability, you can open up Evil Sky Pavilion and Golden Court Mountain and take tens of thousands of disciples. With so many disciples, no one will dare to disobey you, and those orthodox sects will not dare to provoke us. With just one order from you, the many disciples will wipe out anyone who refuses to submit to us. Those who submit to us will thrive and those who resist us will perish!"
"..."
Lu Zhou lifted his old hand and wanted to knock Little Yuan'er on the forehead. Not daring to avoid it, the little girl hunched her shoulders and closed her eyes as she waited for the beating.
However, the hand paused halfway, and then rested gently on the top of her head and gave it a light stroke.
"Why do you keep thinking about killing people...Have you forgotten what I've told you?"
"No, I dare not forget."
"Well...I've told you that killing people is not the only way to solve a problem. It is not that I want to deny you from killing people, but you have to decide whether it is a necessary solution based on the situation. For example, do you have any reason to kill those unarmed ordinary people, who have worked hard all their lives, stayed away from worldly affairs, and just want to live a peaceful life?"
Little Yuan'er shook her head.
"Another example is the people of the Ci Family whom Old Fourth had rescued. Do you think you would have the chance to save them if those mounted brigands killed them directly, just like what you and your senior brothers and sisters always did?"
Little Yuan'er shook her head again.
"Yes, those mounted brigands deserve to die, but they were just looking for money. Killing people was not their aim. So, what are we looking for?"
Little Yuan'er answered carefully, "Cultivation base? To go beyond the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm, step into the highest realm, and be enlightened about immortality?"
"Good, then cultivate hard."
"I...kind of get it now."
"I'm glad to hear that."
Little Yuan'er nodded with a look that said she did not fully understand. Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she said, "Master, will you continue taking in disciples?"
Lu Zhou's eyes fell on the paper.
'Eh?'
He understood now.
"Little Yuan'er, you asked me why I took the nine of you as disciples just now. What do you think is the reason?"
"Because we are amazingly gifted and every one of us is a genius in cultivation," Little Yuan'er said confidently.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Look carefully at the paper...Do you see anything from your names?"
After staring at the names for a long time and failing to find anything unusual, she shook her head. Lu Zhou laughed, but he sneered at Ji Tiandao's shamelessness in his mind.
"The bright moon shines over the sea, from far away we share this moment together..."[1][1]
Little Yuan'er still looked puzzled, but when she heard the poem, she could not help clapping. "It is a beautiful poem!"
As soon as she finished clapping, she seemed to realize something, and she turned to look at the nine names on the paper again. Sure enough, every one of the characters in the poem was found in the nine disciples' names.
"This is the reason Master took us in as disciples? It seems that there is one more character..." Little Yuan'er scratched her head and felt it slightly hard to believe.
Lu Zhou also could not believe that Ji Tiandao would be so fussy.
His ninth disciple was right, as there was one more character 'Shi'. If Ji Tiandao really searched his disciples based on this poem, that meant that his criteria for taking in disciples was not talent, but name. However, in the memory Lu Zhou obtained, this world was not the same world as his previous life. So, how did Ji Tiandao know about the poem?
Could it be that...Ji Tiandao was also a dimension traveler?
Meanwhile...
Mingshi Yin was flying in the sky, looking down at the ground with an enjoyable look on his face. "I finally managed to get out of Golden Court Mountain. I want to have fun!" 
As he zoomed over a little town called Tangzi, the people down below cried out in shock.
"A bunch of ignorant ants...Since I am in a good mood today, I'll find myself a few beautiful girls and have some fun with them!"
He was about to swoop down when he thought of his master's words, and he hurriedly halted and murmured, "Never mind! Master likes to play with a new routine now, and I have to follow him...Cough, cough! Well, I might as well be a good man and give you the gold, silver, and jewelry seized from those brigands!"
Mingshi Yin untied his backpack and threw it toward the street in the town. Suddenly, banknotes, gold, silver and jewelry blotted out the sky and fell like rain.
"Let me be generous just once!"
Mingshi Yin thought of using the money to buy some girls, but since he had decided to not do that, there was no point in keeping it. Besides, he was not short of money anyway.
The people in the street ran for cover, but when they saw what had fallen to the ground were gold, silver and jewelry, they began to grab the things frantically. 
In the blink of an eye, all the money was gone.
When the people saw the figure flash in the sky, they threw themselves to the ground and began bowing.
"A Bodhisattva! A living Bodhisattva! Thank you!"
"Thank Heaven!"
[1] It is a famous Chinese poem, with every one of its characters found in the names of Ji Tiandao's nine disciples.
海上生明月,天涯共此时 (Hai Shang Sheng Ming Yue, Tian Ya Gong Ci Shi)
Hai - Yu Zhenghai 
Shang - Yu Shangrong 
Sheng - Duanmu Sheng 
Ming - Mingshi Yin 
Yue - Zhao Yue 
Tian - Ye Tianxin 
Ya - Si Wuya 
Gong - Zhu Honggong 
Ci - Ci Yuan'er 
Shi - Ji Tiandao hadn't found the tenth disciple.


Lu Zhou wakes up to become the world's most powerful and oldest villainous Patriarch, and finds that he has nine notorious disciples who are full of evil. His eldest disciple is the leader of the Nether Sect with thousands of minions, and his second disciple—Sword Devil—always slaughters others at the slightest disagreement...
Without his cultivation base, how will he handle these evil disciples?
His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, said, "I've never had a rival in my life, and no one but Master can make me bow my head."
His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, said, "We can't eat or sleep in peace as long as the Master is not dead!"
...
His ninth disciple, Yuan'er, said, "I'll remember what Master said and be a good person."

Rong ZhiYu’s frail body stood up straight in the center of the hall with a majestic grandeur!
After a short while of silence, everyone started to cheer together, "Number one poet! Number one poet! Unprecedented talent! Young noble Ling Tian! The cheers from the almost one thousand of them flooded the Smoky Thea Tower like a tsunami!
Ling Tian was shocked and he quickly stepped out and gave a bow to Rong ZhiYu, "Mister, you think too highly of Ling Tian. With my young age, how can I be worthy of such a title? I implore Mister to reconsider your decision. Ling Tian is really undeserving."
Rong ZhiYu chuckled, "Age isn’t important in the scholarly circle and the wiser individual is the senior. Young noble Ling doesn't have to be so humble. Young noble’s talent is far beyond your peers with a stunning flair for poetry. Everyone present today can be the witness to that! You definitely deserve the title of number one poet! All of the scholars present are cheering from their hearts to display their sincerity and there wouldn’t be a reason for young noble to reject the title."
Ling Tian couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. He never imagined that he would end up with the title of number one poet from his display today! At the same time, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, Li Bai is Li Bai indeed! A random poem which I picked out had actually created such an intense reaction. If I were to recite all of Li Bai’s poem, wouldn’t I become a poetic sage? [1]
The moment Ling Tian presented his poem, no one else dared to come forward to disgrace themselves! As such, the first day of the scholarly meet had come to an end. While it was an abrupt end, everyone was extremely energized and excited from the first day alone as they all felt that this was a worthwhile trip. None of them would have imagined that the supposed number one scholar, XiMen Qing, would have been defeated so thoroughly today. Furthermore, Ling Tian had displayed his talent and greatly shocked everyone in the audience! All of the scholars then decided that they must definitely come early the next morning to enjoy the interesting meeting which awaited them.
However, Ling Jian and the five other assassins were completely bored from this meeting and told Ling Tian that they wouldn't come again after today. As it was also Ling Tian’s intention, he immediately agreed to it.
Seeing everyone bidding their farewell and leaving the Smoky Thea Tower, Ling Tian held a small banquet in the Heavenly Fragrance Chamber with Mister Qin and Meng LiGe. Afraid that her service would be lacking, Gu XiYan served all of her best dishes and wine.
Ling Tian had become world famous today and was right in the limelight. Naturally, the person who was the happiest was Mister Qin. Mister Qin’s eyes were already a thin line from the wide grin on his face and he seemed as though he was floating on cloud nine. Even if he were to die right here and now, he would surely have no regrets in his life.
As Mister Qin and Meng LiGe entered the chamber, they realized that only Ling Tian and Yu BingYan were present while Ling Chen, the country-toppling beauty, was missing from the table. Both of them were secretly depressed in their hearts as they wondered where Ling Chen went. But being seniors, how could they possibly ask about the female companion of their disciple? Thus, they could only hide the disappointment in their hearts.
After a few rounds of wine and dishes, everyone began to warm up to each other. What startled Ling Tian the most was the fact that Meng LiGe was knowledgeable in all aspects, be it geography, astrology, religions and etc. Furthermore, he had his own unique take on many different things which immediately stirred Ling Tian’s interest. Thus, Ling Tian purposefully asked him some obscure questions and Meng LiGe was actually able to answer them rather accurately. While the bulk of the answer was just a deduction, Ling Tian was still amazed by Meng LiGe’s knowledge and immediately had a different impression of him.
No wonder the world said that he was a wise man. It was true indeed! Just his knowledge alone was worthy of everyone’s respect. His knowledge wasn't inferior to Ye QingChen, and he was probably more knowledgeable than Mister Qin!
The topic suddenly changed to the various Great Families and Mister Qin was the first to ask a question, "Tian’er, since when did you become so popular? For that Third Master Yu to speak up on your behalf, I am not too surprised. Even for the DongFang Family to want to build good ties with you, it is still something within expectations. But since when did the NanGong Family also come to your side? This is what makes me the most puzzled."
Ling Tian laughed and explained his alliance with the NanGong Family. As they heard that the head of the NanGong Family, NanGong TianLong, actually suffered a loss under Ling Tian, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Ever since the start of the banquet, Meng LiGe had been observing Ling Tian and everyone else in the banquet and couldn't help but be startled! He had never seen such a harmonious relationship between teacher and student before. This Ling Tian was really a special breed! The way Mister Qin looked at Ling Tian, how did that seem like a teacher looking at a student? Mister Qin obviously looked like he was talking to his closest grandson. His face was full of love, joy, and gratification. At the same time, Mister Qin was also completely relaxed, without a trace of fear or reservedness when talking to this future family head.
Such a master and subordinate relationship was something which Meng LiGe had always desired. When serving Wei ChengPing, this was something that would never happen! Comparing Ling Tian and Wei ChengPing, the difference was obvious. Ling Tian was trying to win over Mister Qin's heart for the purpose of winning over his heart, while Wei ChengPing was winning over his heart for winning over his strength! While the ending was similar, the difference in process was as wide as the heaven and earth! The former was like the gentle winds and light spring drizzle, gradually moistening something without even a trace. As such, one would be able to unknowingly accept serving his master with joy. As for the latter, it was like a fierce thunderstorm, with speed as the number one priority! While the former required a great deal of time, the effects were long-lasting. As for the latter, because of the short time spent building their relationship, there was a risk of betrayal after a period of time! Meng LiGe and Wei ChengPing were a fine example of this.
Thinking about this, Meng LiGe’s began to look at Ling Tian with a look of praise.
Ling Tian suddenly looked towards Meng LiGe and said seriously, "Mister Meng, I believe that you should already know your present circumstances and I will not beat about the bush in front of a wise man. Ling Tian is extremely worried about Mister’s safety and will speak candidly. I hope that Mister will not blame me!"
Meng LiGe could vaguely guess what Ling Tian had to say and replied with a smile, "Young noble Ling can feel free to speak your mind."
Ling Tian continued, "With Mister’s wisdom, you were actually willing to serve under Wei ChengPing’s wings. Ordinarily, such a thing shouldn't have happened with Mister’s keen eyesight. This is something which Ling Tian is puzzled about and I seek guidance from Mister."
Meng LiGe let out a bitter laugh before saying, "Young noble Ling is unaware of something. Many years back, my teacher owed the imperial family of Northern Wei a favor. Right when I had finally graduated from my teacher’s teaching, the imperial family of Northern Wei came to find my teacher to seek a disciple to aid Northern Wei. Originally, my knowledge was far too shallow to take on such a task. However, I was the only one by my teacher’s side at that time."
As he said that, Meng LiGe shook his head and downed a glass of wine before continuing, "My teacher had always placed great emphasis on one’s promises and my teacher just couldn't ignore Northern Wei. At the same time, he was also unwilling to ruin my future. Thus, he let me make the decision. As a disciple, how could I ignore the worries of my teacher?"
Mister Qin suddenly stood up and gave a bow to Meng LiGe. Meng LiGe wanted to avoid the bow but was stopped by Mister Qin, "Junior Brother, you cannot avoid this bow. This is something that you deserve. This is a bow from this foolish brother to thank you for your sacrifices. This brother is really guilty." As Mister Qin said that, tears filled his face.
Meng LiGe let out a sigh, "How could I not repay the kindness from our teacher? For Senior Brother to say this, you are making me embarrassed." After pausing for a moment, Meng LiGe continued his story, "When this little brother first arrived at Northern Wei, I realized that Crown Prince ChengPing was extremely narrow-minded but was capable in his means. He was resolute and ruthless in his actions, a talent to rule the nation! This little brother then thought that if he can treat me well and listen to at least half of my teachings, it wouldn’t be a bad thing for me to stay in Northern Wei. However, I never imagined that he…" As Meng LiGe said that, he shook his head bitterly before suddenly letting out a carefree smile, "However, that’s also good. This little brother actually benefited from it and I no longer have to involve myself in the political whirlpool of the continent. It is really a blessing in disguise."
Ling Tian nodded his head and began to think carefully. Meng LiGe’s final sentence was obviously being spoken to him. Meng LiGe was obviously trying to hint to Ling Tian to not rope him in. Thus, Ling Tian let out a smile, "Mister is straightforward with your words and how can Ling Tian possibly force you. While Ling Tian may not have any other abilities, I do have some principles for sure. How would I dare to force Mister to do what you don't want to? When the storm subsides, Mister can choose to leave if you want to. However, please remember that the door of the Ling Family will be open forever. Even if you can't stay for long, it would also be good if you can come and take a rest for a short while when you are tired from touring the continent. While the Ling residence isn’t very reliable, it will be able to fend off the storms and rain for Mister. I hope that Mister will not reject me!"
Meng LiGe cupped his fists in reply, "Thank you young noble!"
Ling Tian gave a carefree smile and raised his glass, "Meeting each other shows that we are fated. I wonder if Mister can discuss the situation of the continent with me? Just take it as a casual conversation in the banquet and you can feel free to say as you like. Ling Tian is all ears."
Meng LiGe shook his head with a laugh, "Young noble Ling is really crafty!" After falling into deep consideration for a moment, Meng LiGe suddenly looked up at Ling Tian seriously, "Before this, I want to ask young noble a question. I hope that young noble will reply me."
Ling Tian said seriously, "Feel free to ask; as long as I can answer it, I won't hold anything back!"
Meng LiGe stared at Ling Tian and asked with an imposing manner, "I wish to ask young noble what are commoners to you?"
"Commoners?" Ling Tian laughed, "Mister, with regards to what commoners are, it is dependant on the status of the person judging their worth. With a different status, the way they judge commoners would definitely be different. Does Mister agree with me? Does Mister really think that I will answer you freely at this moment and place?"
Meng LiGe frowned and replied, "Will young noble enlighten me?"
Ling Tian twirled the wine glass in his hand and smiled, "If Mister has a question, I will naturally have to be honest. In my eyes, the commoners of the world are no more than ants!"
The faces of everyone present changed immediately! None of them expected Ling Tian to reply in such a manner! Mister Qin began to frown with a face of displeasure.
As though he understood something, Meng LiGe began to probe Ling Tian, "Young noble seems to have something else to say. How can this be freely speaking your mind?!"
Ling Tian laughed and said with a deep tone, "That’s right! If I am a commoner, then the commoners of the world will be like flesh and blood to me. However, I am now born in a Great Family and if there are no other changes, commoners are no different from ants in my heart. This is indeed what I feel! Does Mister not believe me?"

[1] Li Bai is a famous poet from China.


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