The Extras at Lin Residence Took Their Acting to New Heights

The Extras at Lin Residence Took Their Acting to New Heights. Dawn was just beginning to break.

Lin Hao clutched his head and shook it slightly.

He felt a little dizzy.

What had happened?

No!

Wasn't I in a ruined temple?

There had been broken statues in that ruined temple, along with a strange old man.

That old man had said some strange things, too.

Lin Hao looked around, his expression filled with confusion.

This tree, that huge rock—it was definitely this place.

But this was clearly a ruined temple!

Recalling the old man's words, Lin Hao felt deeply wary.

That person knew his identity. He was definitely no ordinary man.

It would have been fine if it had been a dream. But if last night had been real...

Suddenly, Lin Hao seemed to spot something, and his expression changed drastically.

His heart raced, and his pace quickened.

This was...

A piece of paper!

Why would there be a piece of paper out here in the wilderness?

Lin Hao picked up the paper from the ground and looked at the side with writing on it.

[The Heavenly Dao is unpredictable, the Heavenly Dao is unpredictable!]

It was him!

It hadn't been a dream!

It really hadn't been a dream!

Sweat dripped from Lin Hao's forehead as he gripped the paper tightly in his hand.

An unknown old man, a ruined temple that appeared and vanished without a trace.

Who exactly was he?

Even the sect master was nothing compared to him.

Could he be an expert above the Nascent Soul realm?

Or perhaps that old man was a god to begin with.

All sorts of tangled thoughts rose in Lin Hao's mind as he kept muttering the words written on the paper.

The other party knew his identity, yet had not acted against him. Instead, he had given him a hint.

That meant he was temporarily safe for now.

Then what was he?

A pawn?

Or a discarded pawn?

With his extensive experience reading novels, Lin Hao's gaze sharpened as he considered what the other party was really thinking.

Only after a long while did he let out a deep sigh.

What was the difference between a pawn and a discarded pawn?

He was ultimately just an ordinary Qi Refinement cultivator.

Last night had only taught him one thing: the waters of this world ran deep!

Bottomlessly deep!

A mere Qi Refinement cultivator could drown at any moment.

Listening to Lin Hao's thoughts, Gu Yuan could not help admiring his brainpower.

A protagonist truly was a protagonist. Even if he was only a protagonist acting in a show, he could perfectly enter that special state.

The directing team had truly found a treasure.

An actor who could fill in the blanks himself was simply the best.

[Directing Team: Celebrate this little plot segment.]

The directing team had been closely watching Lin Hao's reactions. During that long solo performance without any lines, Lin Hao had perfectly portrayed the reaction one should have upon encountering something bizarre.

Shouldn't the planning team get a reward for that?

Time passed.

Lin Hao's pace grew faster and faster.

He already knew that the longer he stayed in the wild, the more situations he would encounter.

With his current cultivation, all he could do was travel faster.

Thus, a journey that should have taken several days was compressed into two.

Danger truly drove people to improve.

He had arrived.

Lin Hao stood before an enormous city and looked at the three large characters above it.

Falling Cloud City.

The city here differed from those Lin Hao had seen before.

Its walls were extremely high; ordinary people had no way to climb over them.

At the city gate, armored soldiers inspected the citizens entering and leaving, standard-issue weapons in hand.

"Quite a crowd."

Looking at the people coming and going, Lin Hao saw that the line stretched on for a long distance. The line leaving the city was manageable, but the line entering it was probably several hundred meters long.

It was incredibly lively. Even standing outside the city, he could hear some of the sounds within.

"Brother, heading into the city? No need to queue."

Just as Lin Hao was sizing up the city, a low voice sounded beside his ear.

A ticket scalper?

There were ticket scalpers even in a cultivation world?

"No need."

Lin Hao glanced at the man. He was an ordinary person, so Lin Hao refused directly.

"Don't be in such a hurry, brother. Look at this blazing sun and this long line. You'll probably have to wait half an hour."

The scalper did not give up. He seemed genuinely determined to make the sale.

"No."

After refusing again, Lin Hao walked straight toward the city gate.

He had returned to mourn, so naturally he could not waste too much time.

"Stop! Go to the back and submit to inspection!"

Seeing Lin Hao approach, a city soldier coldly stepped forward and blocked him.

Lin Hao did not even spare him a glance. He took out a token, then walked straight inside.

The soldier froze, then revealed a shocked expression.

Azure Mountain Sect!

He was actually an outstanding disciple of Azure Mountain Sect!

"Enough, he's already gone. Why are you still acting?"

Just as the soldier was getting into character, the soldier actor beside him gave him a shove, dragging him back to reality.

"Why are you still acting? Hurry up and let us in. It's blazing hot, move it."

The extras waiting in line also complained. It was clear that the sun truly was scorching.

Entering the city, Lin Hao looked around the unfamiliar streets with curiosity.

Then he stopped in front of a shop.

It was not because he wanted to buy anything. He simply did not know how to get home.

After asking passersby for directions, Lin Hao successfully found the route.

After walking for around fifteen minutes and passing through many streets,

he finally stopped before the gates of Lin Residence.

White mourning drapes hung everywhere throughout Lin Residence.

He was home.

Yet Lin Hao still felt somewhat nervous.

After all, he had taken over someone else's body and remembered nothing. If he gave himself away after entering, it would be far too awkward.

"Young Master! Young Master, you're back!"

Just as Lin Hao was wondering how to enter, the servant standing outside the gate rubbed his eyes, then cried out in surprise.

The next moment, the other servants reacted as well.

Their gazes fell upon Lin Hao.

"The Second Young Master has returned! Hurry and inform the master, the Second Young Master has returned!"

One servant shouted loudly as he ran.

"The Second Young Master has returned to the residence!"

Another extra shouted.

Seeing everyone fighting for lines and adding scenes of their own, the other extras refused to be outdone.

"The Second Young Master has returned to the residence!"

"Second Young Master, you've finally returned!"

"..."

The scene was slightly chaotic. If the directing team had not threatened through their earpieces to dock their pay, they would have kept shouting.

"Where is my father?"

Lin Hao pretended to panic and forced a few tears onto his face.

He could not take it anymore. These people were far too enthusiastic; he had no choice but to keep acting.

"The master is... in the mourning hall, keeping vigil for... Madam."

This actor was quite professional... my ass. He spoke while covering his face.

Anyone who could see his face clearly would know he was trying not to laugh, and he had nearly failed.

"Take me there, quickly!"

Not knowing the way was fine. He could just find someone to lead him.

"Y-yes, Young Master."

This extra still covered his face, looking extremely grief-stricken. The faint sound of his sobbing was deeply moving.

It was enough to make Lin Hao think his mother had died rather than Lin Hao's.

The local customs really were simple and honest.

They passed through the front courtyard, walked down a path, crossed another courtyard, passed another small path, then crossed yet another courtyard...

This house was fucking huge.

As he walked farther inside, Lin Hao could not help thinking that.