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Chapter 32: The Inner Life You Don't Count Everything!
Chapter 32: The Inner Life You Don't Count Everything!
In University South, Room 302.
As his roommate returned to the dorm with a box of takeout, he saw Luk with a serene look on his face, watching an anime. He walked over and glanced at the screen, where One Piece was playing. Inside, Luffy and Crocodile Darp were in the midst of an intense battle, which could be summarized as follows:
Luffy started off poorly, showing signs of fatigue. Luffy's attacks were becoming less effective, and he was struggling in the fight. Luffy was on the verge of defeat, but somehow managed to turn the tide and win.
"Damn, you're so weak. Who knew you were the Sun God now?"
Seeing Crocodile Darp being beaten, Luk couldn't help but laugh heartily.
After three days of non-stop anime watching, his roommate couldn't understand—was One Piece really that good? And why did Luk suddenly become so obsessed with it?
Speaking of the Sun God, is there a character like that in One Piece?
"Xiao Ke, you're watching One Piece again. Why don't you take a break and get some sleep?"
"Shut up."
"I'm talking to you, can you hear me?" His roommate leaned in close, speaking loudly.
"I heard you, I heard you." Luk yawned and waved his hand at his roommate, "Where's my dinner?"
"Damn, with this bad habit, you're treating me like a grandpa." His roommate handed over the takeout and sighed helplessly, "You should have brought dinner earlier."
"Why did you bring dinner for me again?" Luk glanced at him, raising an eyebrow.
His roommate couldn't understand why, but suddenly felt that Luk had changed into a different person, transforming from his usual serious and solemn demeanor into something... silly?
Besides being silly, his charisma was growing as rapidly as a golden potato, and he, a grown man, often couldn't help but exclaim, "Bro, you smell good."
He couldn't resist his demands.
"Starting tomorrow, you don't need to bring dinner for me anymore." Luk opened the box, "Besides, I'm about to throw up from eating too much yellow-braised chicken. Can't you change the flavor?"
"Change the flavor? Don't even think about it, I'll always like girls!" His roommate looked at Luk warily, arms crossed, defending his chastity with a fierce determination.
Luk, are you a bit of a golden god?
They, including Luk, were all steel straight, obsessed with female colors. The Fire Shadow had Shikamaru, the Sea King had Nami, and the Dragon Clan had a girlfriend group...
Counting and recounting, Luk suddenly realized that he, in his child form, had become the only one left!
"Got plans tomorrow?" His roommate asked.
"Yeah, probably for a couple of weeks, I need to go to Dragon Tiger Mountain." Luk sipped his soup and replied.
"Oh, visiting my hometown?" His roommate nodded, knowing that Luk had lived in Dragon Tiger Mountain for over a decade and had some martial arts skills. Back when he went out to play and got into a fight, Luk single-handedly took down seven people with a metal pipe.
At that moment, he almost knelt and begged Luk for help.
But Luk shattered his resolve with just one sentence.
"If you're willing to wake up at six in the morning and sleep at ten at night, I'll teach you some martial arts."
Is that something a young person can do?
Luk could, he set his daily routine with strict discipline, waking up and studying at specific times, and meditating at fixed intervals.
Until a few days ago, he woke up and immediately started acting erratic, muttering something about "I'm open, do as you please," which left him disoriented and unable to sleep for twenty-four hours straight.
"Can you say that?"
He had lived in Dragon Tiger Mountain for over a decade, and the people there knew him well. His old master treated him nicely, and even mentioned that visiting relatives was possible.
However, the main event was the Luo Tian Dajiao.
Luo Tian Dajiao is one of the grandest ceremonies in the Taoist tradition, aimed at seeking national peace and prosperity, and the favorable weather. This time, the event was held to select the next Heavenly Master of the Celestrial palace.
In the past, only disciples inside the sect could participate, but this time, the participation criteria were relaxed to allow anyone under thirty from the outside world to join.
Luk hadn't thought about becoming a Heavenly Master, but he found the Eight Wonders Techniques interesting. Each of the Eight Wonders had a sense of transcending this world's levels, and perhaps as netizens guessed, the Eight Wonders were divine techniques, which were useful for Luk and his kind.
Especially with the Ghost Dispatch, he really wanted to know what effect it had on the spirit body of the Death God, and the energy body source that could cultivate a spirit embryo was also intriguing.
Lu Ke was pondering, and his phone buzzed with an incoming text message.
Xu Si: Tomorrow morning at eight, gather at the Huabei District entrance of Peking University.
Lu Ke: Alright, Brother Si.
Xu Si: When you get to Longhu Mountain, have a good chat with your senior brothers. Just give Zhang Chulan and our treasure a little water during the match.
Lu Ke: Definitely, definitely.
He wondered if he should listen to his senior brothers.
Deciding on the itinerary, he lay in bed and browsed the forum of the supernatural organization.
Recently, the entire supernatural world had been stirred up by the Grand Dao Festival. The sky was filled with topics about this grand event, and the accounts he followed for distributing benefits had turned into popular profiles of several hot contestants.
Putting down his phone with a tasteless expression, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness slowly sank.
After a while, Lu Ke suddenly opened his eyes, almost shouting "Damn" but held it back.
Then his smile gradually widened.
Originally, he just wanted to casually participate in the Grand Dao Festival, but now it seemed that even Master Tian had smoothed everything over with a few drops of water.
...
In a cloud room on Wudang Mountain.
A young Taoist with a handsome face and prominent black circles sat cross-legged.
Ba Qiji, the heir of the Qimen Sect, although not widely known, was a very cautious person. But this man was a model of Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Born into a noble family, he was handsome and had outstanding abilities, learning everything quickly. After joining Wudang Mountain, he studied many ancient techniques, but still couldn’t fully grasp them, eventually getting lost in the Inner Vision of Qimen.
Although he was cautious, Wang was also very careful in his actions. When he decided to block the disaster for Master Tian and participate in the Grand Dao Festival, he entered the Inner Vision to inquire about the secrets of some participants.
By inquiring about the secrets, the Inner Vision would reveal a small light ball. Breaking the light ball would provide the answer, but it was a very strenuous task.
Wang was not prepared to break the limits and obtain those secrets; he had no interest in other people's privacy.
This was a bug-like method.
The size and resilience of the light ball itself were a kind of information. Knowing the state of the light ball could reveal how much of a person’s secrets, and thus estimate who had real skills.
Estimating all participants was too mentally and physically draining, so Wang selected a few people of interest, investigated them one by one, and finally listed a few difficult ones.
The first was Zhang Lingyu. Honestly, according to Wang’s estimation, he shouldn’t have many secrets. It wasn’t that Zhang Lingyu wasn’t strong, but he grew up in Longhu Mountain, from a famous sect, and the techniques he learned were well-known. Logically, he shouldn’t have many secrets.
However, the light ball revealed that the secrets weren’t too significant, so they shouldn’t be too important.
The second was Zhuge Qing, which made sense. A descendant of Zhuge Liang, a pillar of the Qimen Sect, although reclusive, had significant influence and heritage, and few external records.
The third was Zhang Chulan, who recently caused a stir with the energy body source. He was the one who shone the brightest light ball, and his influence on the world was enormous.
Moreover, Wang instinctively felt that Zhang Chulan’s secrets were far from simple. Once he tried to calculate Zhang Chulan’s secrets, he felt a chill down his spine, and didn’t dare to push further.
Even if Zhang Chulan was only the second special in this calculation.
"Lu Ke."
Wang frowned, muttering about this name, his expression strange.
One timeline referenced the b-station rice lord’s organized timeline.
Many events didn’t provide specific times, but the beginning of the first season did have a clear indication: June 6, 2015.
(End of Chapter)
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