Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One Chapter 115 - 115 111 Whose Rolls-Royce Cullinan is this

Chapter 115: Chapter 111 Whose Rolls-Royce Cullinan is this? Chapter 115: Chapter 111 Whose Rolls-Royce Cullinan is this? It ans that no matter how powerful a Thunder Technique or any other spell might be, they are ultimately seen as Side Techniques or deviant practices. One should not pursue Side Techniques or deviant paths out of anger, vengeance, or a deliberate pursuit of power, for once you learn Thunder Techniques for these reasons, you could forget the original intention of your search for the Dao. In doing so, there might be a descent into wickedness.

These are also known as temptations of evil, inner demons, or becoming possessed by the devil.

Moving on:

To ensure that a cultivator does not succumb to sickness, old age, death, and suffering; to stand tall between heaven and earth; to shoulder the yin and embrace the yang, and to live as a human being, not as a ghost; among humans, one must cultivate towards immortality, and among immortals, ascend to the heavens!

This is to say, cultivators should not lower their own standards. Cultivation should take precedence, the practice of spells secondary; the pursuit of the Dao cos first, practicing techniques follows. No matter how powerful a technique is, it is not comparable to stepping onto the great Dao.

If a cultivator blindly pursues the power of spells and forgets their own “Dao,” neglecting the essence for the trivial, their cultivation will ultimately lead them to beco those with powerful mana but continuously harassed by inner demons walking the “Ghost Path.”

Thus, whether human, demon, immortal, or Buddha, forgetting one’s true heart will lead to a fall into demonhood.

Having understood this, Li Ping’an felt his burning desires for revenge against the Six Demons of Five Finger Mountain and to beco more powerful instantly evaporate. As long as he adhered to his original intent and remained unobstructed in heart, that would be enough.

Li Ping’an had already grasped the orthodox Taoist Magic from various classical texts. What he lacked now were powerful offensive abilities, and the “Profound Jade Pivot Thunder thod” happened to contain the “Five Thunder Righteous thod” he required.

With a ding, his charging cellphone suddenly received a WeChat ssage, reminding Li Ping’an that he hadn’t been in touch with anyone for the past seven days. Slightly annoyed, he tapped to read it.

The first chat was from Yuan Furong sent over the past seven days:

September 5th, Li Ping’an, it’s ti for you to do the favor you promised .

September 7th, Li Ping’an, are you dead? Why aren’t you coming to class or responding to ? What’s the aning of this? Are you playing a trick on ?

September 9th, I heard from your roommate that you’ve been gaming for six days? Big brother, aren’t you afraid of suddenly dying? Hurry up and do the favor for . I have everything you asked for ready.

The second chat box is from Wanyan ngwen, who sent a ssage almost every day, each one inviting Li Ping’an to her house to play.

The third chat is from the academic advisor Bai Long:

Li Ping’an, school has started for several days now, why aren’t you attending classes? Are you seeking death?

“Suddenly I find these mundane concerns so boring!”

Li Ping’an felt a bit irritated and responded to each ssage:

Yuan Furong: I haven’t been playing gas, I’ve been busy in the dormitory. Don’t bother for now, I won’t break my promise!

Wanyan ngwen: Dear sister, I’ll co to see you after I’m done with my stuff.

Academic advisor Bai Long: Advisor, I’ve been sick recently, my apologies.

After responding to these ssages, Li Ping’an took several deep breaths, trying hard to put the concerns of the world out of his mind, suppressing his resentnt and obsessions. As his mind turned inward and his turbulent mana gradually cald, he eagerly continued to read, understand, experience enlightennt, and cultivate.

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“Who is pursuing whom, after all? Am I the superstar or are you the superstar?”

After waiting for seven days for a ssage from Li Ping’an, Yuan Furong suddenly received a text from him. Opening it to see the indifferent words, she couldn’t help but complain:

“At first, you made such a fuss chasing after and kissing , only to end with a whimper. You’ve ignored for so many days now, making it seem like you don’t like anymore, Li Ping’an, you big idiot! Don’t you know the whole world knows I’m your girlfriend now? Do you understand what that ans?”

Yuan Furong’s emotions were incredibly complex at the mont. She had thought that once she accepted Li Ping’an, he would be like those bootlickers she usually encountered, buying breakfast daily, giving her rides to class, and asking her out. But Li Ping’an’s attitude had taken a drastic turn; he couldn’t even bother to explain himself.

“Don’t you even think about backing out. Watch this miss make you fall head over heels for !”

The unattainable is always restless. Yuan Furong didn’t like Li Ping’an much in the first place—it was at most a favorable impression, and more about using him for her benefit.

But now that Li Ping’an’s attitude towards her had changed, it made the national idol and hot superstar Yuan Furong quite embarrassed.

Ever since she could rember, wherever she went, she was looked up to, and all n wanted to treasure her. But when had she ever been cold-shouldered by a man like this, treated like he didn’t care about her at all?

What’s worse is that the man treating her this way was her own boyfriend. This imnse gap between expectation and reality made her even more curious and fascinated by Li Ping’an. He seed like a high mountain that could only be looked up to, and she gradually beca determined to conquer him.

“Hello, the stuff you guys were preparing last ti can be brought into the school now!”

“Yes, yes… that’s the address… inside Hehuang University… If you can’t find anyone after coming in, call the number I left… Yes… I’ll be waiting for you there!”

After making a mysterious phone call, Yuan Furong went to wait near Li Ping’an’s dormitory.

At the entrance of Hehuang University, a cargo truck suddenly arrived, but it was carrying a transparent container in the back, adorned with a banner that read: A gift for my dear boyfriend.

The upper half of the container was filled with colored balloons, while a pink Rolls-Royce Cullinan was sitting below.

The truck had barely entered Hehuang University when it imdiately caught the attention of teachers and students:

“Damn! Who is so rich? Giving their boyfriend a Rolls-Royce Cullinan? Isn’t that car like more than twice as expensive as a regular sports car?”

“It’s got to be one of the school’s second-generation rich kids, who else!”

“I an, who’s giving it to whom? I’m so damn envious!”

“I wish I was that guy!”

“Psh! If I had a girlfriend like that, I’d be okay with living in a villa and eating lobster every day!”

“Enough dreaming, let’s go see who is so lucky!”

“Exactly, let’s see whose girlfriend is that generous!”

Every college student the truck passed, regardless of gender, pointed and comnted, and eventually followed the truck to see who had such a wealthy girlfriend and which boyfriend was so blessed.

The news spread quickly, and in just a mont, the truck attracted over a thousand students from freshman to senior years at Hehuang University, forming a huge procession that finally stopped in front of the dormitory building where Li Ping’an lived, once again drawing the male students there.

Nearly two thousand people gathered under the dormitory, a mix of followers, onlookers who heard the news, and occupants of Li Ping’an’s dorm. They were all packed together, buzzing with anticipation, waiting for the two mysterious individuals to show up.

Li Ping’an, who was ditating and cultivating, had reached a critical mont where he was about to grasp the Thunder Technique. But just then, his phone suddenly rang.