Why Aren't You Doing All That Fancy Stuff Anymore?

Registering at driving school, picking up the books, going home...

Then, this guy suddenly found himself with nothing to do.

Making money? It seems like we're not lacking in that area right now. Cultivation? We can't cultivate without spiritual energy. Surely we're not going to steal the spiritual energy meant for pseudo-spiritual herbs?

Go back and see your parents?

Less than three days is really not enough.

"By the way, let's go check out the research lab. It's been more than half a month since I last went there; I should at least show my face."

Old Chen had always been very strict, especially towards his graduate students, but Wang Dong, by sheer chance, made Old Chen completely lenient with him...

He even stated that even if he missed some experiments, he could make up for it later.

This made Lin Fan feel quite guilty.

after all...

"That Wang Dong guy is really a scumbag."

Lin Fan wanted to curse whenever he thought of that guy. Of all the things to lie about, he had to tell Old Chen he had a girlfriend with a terminal illness who needed his constant care...

"Let's go take a look."

"Okay, let's go tomorrow."

Saintess Pavilion.

It took Qi Zixiao a good half hour to calm down. After silently repeating Lin Fan many times, she finally made a plan.

"Next time we travel through time, we absolutely must make him explain exactly what happened, otherwise!!!"

Otherwise, this will be a thorn in my side!

However, just as Qi Zixiao was about to start cultivating, a notification sound suddenly rang from the terminal.

"Hey? Zixiao, are you there? You promised to play five rounds of mahjong with me, right now!"

Qi Zixiao: "..."

It's that guy again?!

Then, to my surprise, I discovered. "There's chat history?!"

"It records live calls? That's a great feature!"

If we have chat logs, wouldn't we be able to find out what agreements the two of them made?

If we're talking about the 'natives' of the entire Cultivation World, Qi Zixiao is the one who's most familiar with this system, and naturally he plays it with great skill.

After listening to the chat logs, I had even more questions.

But Qi Zixiao had no choice but to wait for Lin Fan to give her an explanation later.

As for now?

Of course, I can only fulfill my previous 'promise'! I'll play five rounds of mahjong with Jiu Wu...

"Has Jiu Wu Shishu found any other opponents?"

"Let's have you, me, Dan Chengzi, and the Holy Son!"

"As far as I know, you guys are the best at mahjong right now..."

To your knowledge?

Qi Zixiao hesitated slightly.

"So, those guys have indeed been playing mahjong these past few days, and they've even made a name for themselves?"

"However... I've studied under Na-jie, so why would I be afraid of you?!"

Thinking of this, she immediately replied, "No problem, Martial Uncle, you can organize the gathering. Zixiao will definitely arrive on time."

"That guy..."

After hanging up the call, Qi Zixiao felt helpless.

"The trouble he left behind is something I have to clean up. Sigh."

"Fine, consider it a debt I owe that guy!"

Why do I owe that guy?

Breakthrough + Merit Golden Ring + Sky Gazing Mirror... Is that enough?

Alchemy Room, the disciple that Jiu Wu had transformed into was all smiles.

"Hey, Qi Zixiao should be the most powerful one right now. This little fat guy, judging from his current performance, is also dominating the field."

"It's said that the Holy Son has defeated all his Protector Disciple to the point of trembling with fear!"

"If I put them together in a group and let them play against me, even just five games, it would be enough to make my chess skills improve by leaps and bounds."

"Then, hehehe..."

"My fellow disciples, just wait patiently for this old Daoist priest to come and reap the Old Taoist!"

Jiu Wu's abacus was clattering away.

He thought that if he played a few games with some of the best players in the Holy Land, he could learn something from them!

Then?

Then came his moment of domination!

"Now's the time! Call them!"

He looked refreshed and looked at Dan Chengzi: "Fatty, come with me, let's go play a few big rounds!"

How big is it?

Dan Chengzi's eyes shone...

In the past few days, Dan Chengzi has completely 'enlightened'!

To earn Spirit Stone, you refine pills day and night? What kind of pill refining is that? How can it be faster than playing mahjong?

How many Spirit Stone have I earned these past few days? Tsk tsk tsk, you can tell from the bitter faces of the many disciples in the Alchemy Room.

Especially this unknown senior brother in front of him, who is extremely generous, yet plays frivolously, he's practically a 'god of wealth'.

Is the God of Wealth inviting me to play some high-stakes games?

That's absolutely no problem!

"Just follow me!"

The Jiu Wu refused to reveal his true intentions...

Dan Chengzi was not one to back down from a fight, and immediately shouted, "I'm not playing anymore! I'm not playing anymore! Come on, come on!"

Then, this guy and Jiu Wu slipped out of the Alchemy Room together.

at the same time...

The Holy Son was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, preparing to cultivate.

These past few days, he has defeated his Protector Disciple so many that they tremble in fear, and he has been invincible all the way. At this moment, he feels extremely lonely.

"This Holy Son's talent is indeed unprecedented. Although I lost to Qi Zixiao a lot in the past few days, after these days of training, I have become invincible."

"Moreover, this mahjong... actually contains profound truths."

"Although I haven't cultivated these past few days, both my cultivation level and my Divine Sense have been extremely active. This time, I feel my thoughts flowing like a spring. If I were to enter a state of cultivation, I would achieve twice the result with half the effort!"

"Qi Zixiao..."

"Although I don't know why you spread the mahjong game, I, this Holy Son, understand!"

The Holy Son felt the benefits.

He couldn't explain why, but he could clearly feel that he was very happy and his mind was flowing freely.

He was naturally unaware that this was actually a matter of balancing work and rest.

Simply burying yourself in thought and working in isolation may not necessarily lead to high efficiency.

Over the years, the Holy Son has devoted himself to cultivation. When he encounters problems, he is anxious to resolve them in a short period of time, and he has long forgotten what relaxation is.

Playing mahjong these past few days has been more than just relaxing.

The exhilarating feeling of crushing weaker opponents made him burst into song!

As time went on, my mood naturally improved. When I was in a good mood, details and issues about cultivation that I hadn't noticed before would suddenly come to mind, and my thoughts flowed like a spring.

"Let's begin our cultivation!"

He took a deep breath, just as he was about to enter a meditative state, when Jiu Wu's telepathic message came slowly in...

"How come you don't even have a terminal? I have to Thousand Mile Sound Transmission to find you, it's such a hassle!"

"Jiu Wu Shishu???"

The Holy Son was taken aback.

Because... Jiu Wu's tone was full of disdain!

This puzzled him.

What is a terminal?

And why is Thousand Mile Sound Transmission troublesome? Isn't this the most convenient thing to do? Which cultivator doesn't do it this way?

Unless it's beyond the range of sound transmission, you wouldn't use Sound Transmission Jade Talisman or something, right?

"Don't call me 'Uncle-Master'."

Jiu Wu's voice came again, full of disdain. "Can you be more careful? I don't expect you to surpass Zi Xiao, create the Immortal Net, or develop this 'terminal' that she calls a 'phone,' but at least you should keep up with the times, right?"

"For a Holy Son to not even have a mobile phone is really pathetic."

Holy Son: "..."

What the hell is going on?!

He was almost going crazy.

It involves terminals, mobile phones, and Qi Zixiao creating the Immortal Net?

What is the Immortal Net?

I'm already out of touch with the times?!

"Uncle-Master, what brings you here?"

In his bewilderment, the Holy Son did not forget to reply to Jiu Wu.

"I'm asking you to play mahjong, a real showdown of the best, so what do you say, are you coming or not?"

"Where, when?!"

"Now, let's go to Bright Moon Peak!"

"Good!"

The Holy Son took a deep breath and agreed.

He is not convinced!

I've always been at the forefront of the times, so how come I'm falling behind?

He refuses to admit it!

But the question is, what are the 'cell phone' and ' Immortal Net ' that Jiu Wu mentioned? Why would he say that Thousand Mile Sound Transmission is too troublesome?

He was eager to understand and figure out what it was!

At the same time, the Holy Son also wanted to get his revenge!

A clash of titans?

Isn't that exactly what I, the Holy Son, should be attending?

Especially when he heard that they were going to Bright Moon Peak to play mahjong, the Holy Son's eyes lit up!

Why did he stop playing mahjong?

Because all the Protector Disciple were terrified of winning! Invincibility is lonely...

But wouldn't it be incredibly satisfying to avenge the arrow Qi Zixiao shot at me before?

"Now, my chess skills are unmatched, Qi Zixiao... This time, I will show you the difference between us!"

"Snort!"

With a cold snort, the Holy Son immediately set off for Bright Moon Peak.

Along the way, Jiu Wu, who was flying wildly with Dan the Fatty, transformed into his true form. Dan the Fatty was so frightened when he saw him that he almost wet himself.

"Uncle-Master Jiu... Uncle-Master Jiu? It's you!"

Dan the Fatty was laughing, but his laughter looked worse than crying, and a sense of dread washed over him.

How can I not be afraid?!

He had treated him like a fat sheep and a god of wealth, winning millions of Spirit Stone...

What if this person investigates?

Why can't it be me?

Jiu Wu didn't seem to care and said, "If you younger disciples can comprehend the Great Dao, Old Taoist can't I?"

"Later, you can all show me your full abilities, and I'll let you see Old Taoist I've accomplished these past few days!"

Jiu Wu expressed full confidence...

"Oh? Yes."

Dan the Fatty was almost in tears, his mind filled with unease.

What are your results?

Stop bragging, okay? Your technique is so bad it's an eyesore. I'm embarrassed to even point it out!

Soon, Jiu Wu, Dan Chengzi, and the Holy Son met in the sky above Bright Moon Peak.

Upon seeing this, Jiu Wu exclaimed softly, "Huh? Why isn't this kid doing any of those fancy things today?"

The Holy Son didn't have any special effects enabled!

This greatly surprised Jiu Wu.

"Because, I almost went blind."

Upon hearing this, Dan Chengzi almost burst into tears.

"What does this have to do with you?" Jiu Wu curious.

Dan Chengzi wept silently...

That's a story of 'sadness flowing like a river'!

"Come on, let's begin!!!"

Amidst Jiu Wu's confident shouts, Holy Son's face radiating "I'm invincible," Dan the Fatty's conflicted expression, and Qi Zixiao's indifferent demeanor, the card game began!

Both Jiu Wu and Holy Son believed they were destined to win.

Dan the Fatty was struggling with whether he should win, and whether he could win.

But who knew... Qi Zixiao was in a bad mood, and this time she attacked with hatred in her heart!

Then... Qi Zixiao swept through all directions, becoming invincible!

The three of them suddenly began to question the meaning of life.