Chapter 37: Saving the Heavenly Master's Mansion Money, Am I Wrong?
Chapter 37: Saving the Heavenly Master's Mansion Money, Am I Wrong?
They were chatting so well that neither of them noticed the voice coming from behind them.
"Senior Brother Lu, there you are. I've been looking for you for ages."
Lu Ke turned around to see Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao leading a white-haired boy towards them.
He nodded at Zhuge Qing, "I still have other guests to attend to. Brother Zhuge, please take a seat in the hall or feel free to explore."
"Since that's the case, I'll take my leave."
Zhuge Qing glanced over the newcomers, finding no one of particular interest, and nodded slightly before pulling Zhuge Bai away.
"Junior Brother, this is..." Lu Ke pointed at Feng Xingcong.
"It's! Chulan!"
Thanks to Zhang Chulan's thick skin, he managed to endure Lu Ke's blatant teasing.
He took a deep breath and introduced the newcomer, "This is Feng Xingcong, the Fifth Young Master of the Heavenly Society. He's great at gathering intelligence and has a good grasp of the information on the participants of the Luo Tian Da Jiao."
"Somewhat knowledgeable, somewhat knowledgeable."
Feng Xingcong scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. Just as he was about to be modest, he was interrupted by a chubby guy in a pink jacket, munching on a chicken leg.
"Cut the crap. The key to information gathering is to focus on the important stuff, you know. Your method of collecting everything without discernment is just amateur."
Lu Ke raised an eyebrow, "Oh, it seems we have an intelligence expert here. May I ask your name?"
"Just call me Zanglong."
Zanglong took a couple of bites of his chicken leg, then scrutinized Lu Ke, looking him up and down before his expression suddenly changed.
"Are you the one who plays the edge?"
Zhang Chulan was confused, looking around.
Who? Who plays the edge?
Lu Ke looked at his loose Daoist robe, then checked his phone, scrolling through his recent posts. Apart from showing off his abs and chest, there didn't seem to be anything else.
"How did you figure that out?" he asked, curious.
Zanglong confidently adjusted his glasses, "To measure Linglong's body data accurately, I've trained myself to have a keen eye. I never forget a body once I've seen it and can calculate the proportions precisely."
"Ew, why don't you just look at Lu Linglong's body? Why are you looking at mine?" Lu Ke felt a bit uncomfortable, not liking the idea of this fat guy calculating his body measurements.
"Hmph, if it weren't for you being on Linglong's follow list, who would even notice someone as disgusting as you, an edge player."
"Nothing annoys me more than you muscleheads who always show off your good physiques to attract female supernaturals."
"I'm putting it out there: muscleheads are all scumbags."
Lu Ke laughed dismissively. Muscleheads were strong and well-endowed, and this fat guy was just jealous of their ability to attract women and stay in the game all night. Pure envy.
No problem, he loved seeing the envy in others' eyes.
"That's really rude. I'm a pure love guy."
Despite his playful edge, Lu Ke responded calmly and checked his follow list.
Sure enough, he saw Lu Linglong, and it had been over two years. So, she wasn't following him just for the edge content.
But she hadn't unfollowed him even after he started posting suggestive pictures, which seemed promising.
While pink hair wasn't his type, ...
Lu Ke glanced at Zanglong's expression, a mix of disdain and envy, and found a photo of Lu Linglong.
She was pretty and had a nice figure. With Lu Lao's guidance, her character was good, and her later story arcs were also positive. She was a good girl.
Lu Jin was one of the ten major figures in the current supernatural world, the head of the Lu family, one of the four great families. Despite their small numbers, they were incredibly wealthy, with the Reverse Birth Three Levels and the Heavenly Scroll...
Since they shared the same surname, they were related five hundred years ago, making this a perfect match.
She could be a potential candidate for his pure love girlfriend. Whether to pursue her or not, he would decide after the Luo Tian Da Jiao.
Zhang Chulan was a bit surprised by Zanglong's comment, "Senior Brother Lu, you didn't practice the Golden Light Spell, but you did practice muscle training?"
"Stupid kid, can't I do both?" Lu Ke looked at Zhang Chulan as if he were a clueless deer, "You practice both the Golden Light Spell and Thunder Magic. If you can do two, why can't others?"
"Lightning Techniques?!"
Zang Long was surprised. Those who could practice lightning techniques were all candidates for the Celestial Master position. Even among the high-ranking officials of the Celestial Master's Mansion, not everyone could cultivate them.
So there was only one answer.
He pointed at Zhang Chuluan, "You are the one causing all the recent commotion in the Qi Body Source transmission, Zhang Chuluan?"
Feng Xing Tong chuckled, "Fatso, your intelligence gathering isn't impressive. You don't even have photos of the main character from this grand ceremony."
Zang Long ignored his mockery and grabbed Zhang chuluan's shoulder, firing off a series of questions.
"Are you here to become a Celestial Master candidate? Look at how you control all the workers, and you, a girl, are you here to participate in the Celestial Master selection? What should we call you?"
Feng Baobao replied naturally, "I'm Feng Baobao. I'm not here to become a Celestial Master. I'm here to help Zhang Chuluan become a Celestial master and take care of his opponents."
Feng Baobao's words stirred up a storm, causing public outrage. Despite her calm and collected tone, as if she were describing last night's dinner or this morning's weather, all the onlookers turned to her with dark faces.
Who dares to be so arrogant? When they die?!
Zhang Chuluan's face turned pale, and he grabbed Feng Baobao's shoulder, shaking it vigorously, "Sister, please, no need to talk so much!"
"Understood." Feng Baobao gave an okay gesture and then pulled out a knife, "Shall we get down to business?"
Lu Ke couldn’t help but admire her quick wit and promptly clapped for her.
"Not bad, Baobao!"
Lu Ke suddenly felt the atmosphere intensify into a mechanical battle. An aged but vigorous voice rang out.
"Young people have spirit!"
On the stage, the old Celestial Master and ten elders, including Wang Ai, Lu Ci, Feng Zheng, and Lu Jin, along with a young Daoist child pushing Tian jin, gathered in a row.
Cheers erupted from the audience.
"So many, ten elders!"
"The old Celestial master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the recognized peak, is here!"
Such high-ranking figures, usually unseen in the ordinary world, let alone. Now, with this luxurious and exaggerated lineup, it might be a once-in-a-lifetime event.
Lu Ke laughed heartily, but suddenly felt a chill.
He felt the old Celestial Master seemed to, perhaps, glance at him with a mix of intention and unintention.
Hmm, it must be an illusion.
Lu Ke thought for a moment, besides breathing deeply, he hadn’t done anything outrageous.
And he injured Zhang Lingyu, causing internal injuries, but the old Celestial Master didn’t need to use medicine.
Logically, he saved Zhang Lingyu money for the Celestial master.
Considering this, Lu Ke proudly held his head high, he hadn’t done anything bad, and he saved the Celestial Master's Mansion expenses. Shouldn’t he be praised for that?
The old Celestial Master’s eyes were set on rewarding himself.
He was determined to teach himself the lightning techniques.
The complete set!
When it was his turn, he smoothly dismissed two guests and directly took charge.
The old Celestial Master's gaze returned to Lu Ke, his facial expression showed no regret, only extra pride.
Tsk, good disciples trained outside for two years, now lose their composure, they were a bit helpless.
Well, well, it’s just a child, better to endure.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we've been waiting for this grand ceremony for a long time. Besides the routine sacrifices, it’s always been about us, always us these Qi Body practitioners."
The old Celestial Master said with a kind and warm tone.
"I understand everyone's mood, so since everyone wants to discuss."
"Let's start then!"
Looking at the readers, one feared I would abandon the project and opened three accounts to invest in my book. Another reader put my book on a list, giving it a not-so-bad review, but putting it in there indicated satisfaction, especially as a new author, I was moved.
Today, around six o'clock, I received the first news of the trial promotion, eagerly awaiting it.
(End of Chapter)
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