Daoist Priest Qingfeng nearly slapped [Dragon Breath] on the head, but he managed to restrain himself in the end.
Looking at the overly friendly [Dragon Breath], Daoist Priest Qingfeng found himself in a state of profound existential doubt. Everyone he had encountered since last night seed abnormal.
What has happened to the world? Have I been in seclusion for too long?
"Master, Master," [Dragon Breath] gently called out to Daoist Priest Qingfeng, "Is it still not enough? Am I not depraved enough?"
What more do you want? You’ve already betrayed your master and forsaken your ancestors!
Daoist Priest Qingfeng took a deep breath. "You can do anything else, but there’s no need to betray your master or forsake your ancestors."
His frustration from dealing with Lin Bai had led to a restless night of contemplation, making him realize that the reason he couldn’t defeat Lin Bai was because his own master hadn’t taught him well.
Daoist Priest Qingfeng decided to change, starting with himself. At the very least, his own disciple shouldn’t end up like him—duped by others yet still feeling indebted to them.
So, when [Dragon Breath] asked to beco his disciple, he subconsciously used Lin Bai’s character as a template for the kind of disciple he wanted.
Who would have thought he’d encounter soone who completely defied common sense from the very start?
"Master, isn’t this to prove how bad I am?" [Dragon Breath] gave a smug smile. "Even if the Magic Gate has no rules, we can’t betray our masters and forsake our ancestors. Wouldn’t that an cutting off our own lineage?"
"I am not from the Magic Gate," Daoist Priest Qingfeng’s chubby face twitched, his headache worsening.
"..." [Dragon Breath] responded with a look of understanding. "Master, I get it. It’s a disguise. No matter how rotten we are on the inside, we can’t let it show on the surface."
"..." Daoist Priest Qingfeng took another deep breath, once again feeling the urge to slap [Dragon Breath] senseless. But rembering that he himself had set these requirents, he couldn’t bla the young man in front of him.
This disciple is unacceptable. Daoist Priest Qingfeng was preparing to reject the unconventional young man when suddenly, he was struck by a thought: this kid’s shaless opportunism was exactly like Lin Bai’s!
This was exactly the kind of disciple he wanted! Without such a disciple, how could he ever hope to turn the tables on Lin Bai?
After a mont of silence, Daoist Priest Qingfeng gazed at [Dragon Breath]. "Co here, let examine your aptitude."
[Dragon Breath] obediently stepped forward.
Daoist Priest Qingfeng palpated his body, his expression growing more astonished with each touch. Finally, he grasped [Dragon Breath]’s wrist, placing his fingers on the pulse point.
A mont later, his expression was as if he’d seen a ghost. "All ridians clear?"
"Master, I’m a genius, right!"
I can gain experience to level up and learn any skill, so of course all my ridians are clear! If the ga company restricted players’ innate talent, who would even bother playing this ga? [Dragon Breath] thought with smug satisfaction.
He’s more than just a genius!
Daoist Priest Qingfeng’s mind was in turmoil. He regretted the demands he had just made on [Dragon Breath]. If such a promising sapling were to be molded by him into a great Devil’s Head, he would beco a sinner to the entire Cultivation World...
Coughing, Daoist Priest Qingfeng said, "[Dragon Breath], I can accept you as my disciple. However, you must completely forget everything I said earlier. A cultivator should practice self-restraint and adhere to propriety..."
"Master, I understand!" [Dragon Breath] gave Daoist Priest Qingfeng a knowing look.
You understand nothing at all!
Daoist Priest Qingfeng saw through his pretense at a glance. He was furious and wanted to refuse him, yet he couldn’t bear to part with such a promising prospect whose ridians were all clear.
This is all my own doing! No! It’s all Lin Bai’s fault! If it weren’t for him, how could I have entertained such a dreadful idea?
Thinking of Lin Bai, Daoist Priest Qingfeng now felt that [Dragon Breath]’s personality was actually quite suitable. With all his ridians clear, his cultivation journey was bound to be smooth sailing. In the future, he was destined to make a na for himself in the Cultivation World.
Perhaps the indignities he suffered at Lin Bai’s hands could be avenged by his disciple. To deal with a villain like Lin Bai, a conventional, upright person would definitely not suffice.
Accept him! This disciple must be accepted! The transformation of Return to Dragon View must begin with !
Finally, the indecisive Daoist Priest Qingfeng made up his mind. "[Dragon Breath], follow , your Master, inside to pay respects to the Founding Ancestor and perform the discipleship ceremony. Today, I will formally lead you through the gates of cultivation."
「...」
"You love , I love you, Chef’s Divine Food Stall welcos you."
A group of children ran around in an open space, jumping and skipping as they learned to sing the song from [Dumbelldore].
Even more people crowded the restaurant entrance, watching the lion dance team perform.
Lin Bai, now flush with funds, had hired the lion dance team for seven consecutive days. He had them split into two groups: one perford at the entrance, while the other paraded through the streets with a signboard, advertising for him.
Money could make the ghosts grind the mill. He threw a lot of money at this.
All the lions in the lion dance troupe had beco "defective": one was missing a tail, another an ear, and the perforrs inside so lions limped...
This perfectly complented the "defective" restaurant sign.
Regardless of the era, spending money was always the simplest path to success.
The defective lion dance team paraded twice around the city.
The mission "Let one thousand people experience defectiveness..." was successfully completed, and Lin Bai received the Morning Flight reward.
Then, upon seeing the introduction for the Qinggong technique, Lin Bai’s own negative emotions nearly reached their breaking point.
This so-called Morning Flight was exactly as its na suggested: its use was strictly limited to the period between the first light of dawn and the mont the sun had just risen.
During this window, one could draw the violet qi of the morning glow into the body, allowing it to lift the user into the air.
However, if one continued to use Morning Flight after the sun had truly risen, the sun’s power would scorch the ridians, causing excruciating pain...
The only silver lining was probably that it didn’t consu one’s own Inner Strength.
The person who invented this useless Qinggong technique was truly a genius in their own right. Who on earth picks a fight with soone at such a precise, limited ti! Following that logic, there should also be a ’Midday Flight’ and an ’Evening Flight’ to make a complete set. No, wait. If it could actually form a complete set, it wouldn’t be a product of the Everything Has Shortcomings System...
[Let three thousand people feel the shortcoming of...; Reward: 7.79 years of Inner Strength]
The follow-up mission again offered Inner Strength as a reward, but Lin Bai, still reeling from the Morning Flight fiasco, silently cursed the System’s mother in his heart.
The 4.9 years of Inner Strength plus the 7.79 years theoretically allowed him to execute two complete sets of the Dragon Subduing Palm...
But that damned Nine-Days True Scripture still malfunctions from ti to ti! How was he supposed to endure this? Why did the System that provided life-saving skills have to be the Incomplete System?!
Lin Bai silently complained for a while, then began to ponder his next move.
The ’Be a Good ntor’ System had activated inexplicably, but the Comprehension points it rewarded were of little use to him.
I wonder if other Systems might offer sothing more useful. Perhaps I should try to unlock another System, one that could compensate for the shortcomings of my Incomplete System.
「...」
"What the hell?"
[Bitter lon Vine] and [Crazy Man] were stunned by the sea of people outside Chef’s Divine Food Stall. Their gazes fixed on [Dumbelldore].
"A player?" said [Bitter lon Vine].
"Did he create all this?" [Crazy Man] asked in astonishnt. The modern, catchy tunes and dances, coupled with the bizarre marketing tactics—none of it seed like sothing soone from the Cultivation World could concoct.
"If he set all this up, he’s playing a much bigger ga than we are!" said [Bitter lon Vine]. "Compared to him, we look so amateurish."
"Is this a dungeon?" The voice of [Just For Now] ca from the side. Next to him were [Lazy Cancer Endless] and another player nad [Shangguan Tiezhu].
In the crowd, two other players nad [Well Does Not Move] and [Silver] were watching the spectacle together.
The grand opening of Chef’s Divine Food Stall had drawn nearly half the closed beta players in the city.
After all, a Dreadful Mansion and a Taoist ghost-hunter—it sounded exactly like a story quest.
"Why don’t we just go over and ask?" said [Lazy Cancer Endless], his eyes fixed keenly on [Dumbelldore]. "Guys, it seems we can’t play this ga with the usual mindset. If [Dumbelldore] orchestrated all this, the money he’s raking in daily is enough for all of us combined to afford dying ten tis over. Maybe we’ve been on the wrong track. Exploiting bugs, in the end, is just a side hustle..."
They acted imdiately.
A few of them navigated through the crowd, heading towards [Dumbelldore].
Players rarely worried about consequences. Especially now that [Dumbelldore] had demonstrated a new way to play the ga, they were eager to learn from this ’senior’.
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