Burying Ancestors Vertically Guarantees the Descendants' Success

Nearby, a group of Gugugaga all nodded repeatedly, looking as if the master had spoken absolute truth.

Chen Xin pressed down on his shoulder to prevent him from running away, speaking indifferently, "You heard it, the divination already said so. Eat it!"

He reached out, grabbed the medicinal pill, and flicked it right into Yellow-Haired's mouth.

"Glug—"

"Cough, cough, cough! Blech!"

Yellow-Haired dropped to all fours and retched wildly.

"Start meditating now and see what changes occur."

Yellow-Haired obediently followed the instructions, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes to begin cultivating.

Everyone's gazes landed squarely on Yellow-Haired.

"How is it? Any changes?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

Yellow-Haired furrowed his brows tightly, sensing the condition within his body.

"Sect Master, I feel like my cultivation speed hasn't changed, it's still the same... Hey! Wait! I feel it coming!"

As soon as those words fell, Yellow-Haired's body suddenly stiffened and collapsed to the ground, beginning to shake incessantly.

Like someone having an epileptic seizure, his head swung uncontrollably, and saliva flew everywhere from the corners of his mouth.

Black mist continuously drifted from his body.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh..."

A muffled, indistinct sound came from his throat as he kicked his legs twice and rolled his eyes back.

"Doctor Guga! Come save him quickly!"

Lin Xiao shouted in a hurry.

"Guga!!"

Doctor Guga, carrying a medical kit in her hand, kicked her short legs as fast as she could, rushing all the way to Yellow-Haired's side and crouching down.

She pried open his eyelids and shone a flashlight on them.

Then she used a stethoscope to listen to his heartbeat for a moment.

"It's nothing, Guga. He's detoxifying, he'll recover very soon, Guga!"

Doctor Guga decisively delivered her diagnostic report.

Yet no matter how scrawled her diagnosis was,

neither Ning Fengzhi nor Chen Xin refuted her authority.

After all, these little penguins truly could not be judged by conventional logic.

Lin Xiao fell into deep thought.

"So that means, although the effect of this pill is a bit abstract, it really is a detoxifying pill. Good stuff~"

Ning Fengzhi strongly agreed as well.

"Indeed. In the face of life, a bit of pride can be completely cast aside; if worst comes to worst, one can find an empty place to take it. What is this pill called?"

Alchemist Guga looked at the paralyzed Yellow-Haired who was still twitching, pondered carefully for a moment, and said,

"Just call it Stretch Legs and Stare Pills, Guga!"

Lin Xiao's eyelids twitched.

"Isn't this a bit bad? Won't this infringe on copyrights?"

"Boss, don't be afraid!"

Alchemist Guga shook the little fan in her hand, full of confidence.

"They can only sue humans, but we are penguins, un-targetable, Guga!"

"6..."

At that moment, Yellow-Haired, who had collapsed on the ground, popped right back up with a swoosh.

"Ah~ I feel refreshed! I could run all the way from here to Tiandou City in one breath without feeling tired!"

He stretched his shoulders and hopped up a bit.

The exhaustion and work injuries that had accumulated in his body for many years seemed to be swept away in an instant, and he only felt as light as a swallow.

Everyone obtained a satisfying answer.

As for continuing to refine pills that increased cultivation speed?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The Alchemist Gugas did not dare to continue using that kind of medicine cauldron.

They would just have to wait until Blacksmith Guga finished re-forging it before they could continue.

After satisfying their curiosity, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin also turned and left, as many matters in the sect awaited his handling.

Lin Xiao looked at Yellow-Haired with a smiling expression.

"Senior Brother Yellow-Haired, you really are the most convenient one to use. I'll look for you again next time."

Yellow-Haired revealed an expression uglier than crying.

"Little Young Master Lin Xiao, just spare me. If worst comes to worst, I'll give you my brother; he has thick skin and flesh, you can forge him however you want!"

"Uh, it really is his blessing for your brother to have you..."

Yellow-Haired coughed awkwardly twice and braced himself to argue:

"Cough, cough... When walking the pugilistic world, what matters is knowing when to bend and stretch, and brotherly loyalty! Sharing blessings and shouldering hardships together! Hee hee hee, I won't disturb you, I'm off! Goodbye... No, never see you again!"

Yellow-Haired didn't even look back as he bolted outside on legs running full tilt.

Lin Xiao shook his head helplessly.

When he turned around, however, he saw Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong mingling with Daoist Guga.

"Little Guga, Rongrong wants to learn fortune-telling from you!"

"No, no, you and I lack goose affinity~"

Daoist Guga put her hands behind her back and gently shook her head.

"Um..."

Ning Rongrong instantly drooped, her little mouth pouting slightly, looking utterly disappointed.

"Rongrong, actually I know how to tell fortunes too! I can teach you!"

Xiao Wu patted her chest with a serious expression.

"Really?"

"Of course! If you don't believe me, I can tell your fortune right now!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up instantly, and she immediately leaned in.

Xiao Wu put on an unfathomable, mysterious appearance, waving her hands around randomly while keeping her expression extremely stern.

Lin Xiao watched this scene, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Xiao Wu couldn't even recognize all the characters, yet she was telling fortunes? What kind of fortune could she possibly tell.

Say you have to sit when eating, you have to lie down when sleeping, and when your mom and dad got married, you definitely weren't present.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened round and round, and with a sudden realization, she clapped her hands together.

"Oh!! Really!! Rongrong really never saw Dad and Mom get married! Xiao Wu, you're so amazing!"

Cough, cough, say the sky rains and the ground is slippery, what's your dad's last name is what your last name is, right?

"Mm, mm, mm! So right!!"

Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly, her face full of excitement.

Lin Xiao silently gave a thumbs-up.

Xiao Wu was simply bullying Ning Rongrong for currently lacking her full wits.

At present, Xiao Wu's intelligence was indeed higher than Ning Rongrong's.

It was like one had a low upper limit, but had already reached a large part of it.

While the other had a high upper limit, but had only reached a tiny fraction.

Tsk tsk tsk... To be swindled so thoroughly by a not-so-smart rabbit.

This was properly dark history.

He really wanted to know how she would feel when this matter was told to Rongrong after she grew up.

Meanwhile, Daoist Guga at the side had already dropped her jaw in shock.

The peach wood sword clutched in her hand went "clatter" as it fell to the ground; the little fellow was completely dumbfounded, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

"My good Gugugaga, you can even play it this way?"

Lin Xiao stepped forward and reached out to push her chin back up.

"You'll get used to it. Come on, take me to see the feng shui you arranged."

"Ah? Okay, Guga!"

Daoist Guga snapped back to her senses, shaking off the previous shock as spirit instantly returned to her.

She nimbly picked up the peach wood sword from the ground.

"Follow me, Guga!"

The two first arrived at the back of the courtyard.

Standing there all by itself was a neat little mound of earth, the surroundings specially manicured, looking like a crude little grave mound.

Daoist Guga stood before the dirt mound, her little hands crossed behind her back as she shook her head back and forth.

"As the saying goes, burying ancestors vertically guarantees the descendants' success, Guga!"

She raised a paw to point at the dirt mound in front of her, wearing a look waiting to be credited.

"That's why I specially built a major feng shui grave here! Boss, you can move your ancestors' remains over later, and it guarantees your destiny will explode and your luck will soar!"

Lin Xiao broke out in full black lines on the spot, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.

"I'm an orphan... no father and no mother, where am I supposed to get ancestors? I can't just randomly grab someone in the sect and call her mom, right?"

Daoist Guga's movements paused abruptly, her little face filled with awkwardness.

The air fell silent for two seconds.

"Uh... Having said that! Digging an empty grave in the back courtyard benefits five generations! Guga! An empty grave also has great feng shui!"

"..."