The kid wanted it, the kid got it.

"Oh my, the kid wanted it, the kid got it~"

Wang Zhuo certainly wasn't going to turn down a free system quest. He pulled a thousand yuan straight out of his clothes.

"Here, take it."

"Certainly, benefactor! I've only just realized that this treasure was destined for you! This young benefactor merely picked up some of your immortal aura, which momentarily clouded this humble monk's judgment!"

"You are truly Celestial Qu Xing descended to earth. One look at those eyes of yours... ahem, ahem, those eyes refuse to look upon the unblemished secular world and naturally closed themselves, but you see everything clearly in your heart."

Faced with such a shameless monk, Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Xu San were utterly speechless.

So whoever paid was his daddy, huh!

The bastard really changed faces in a second. He'd just said it was destined for the female benefactor, and now he'd completely changed his tune.

"Holy crap, old monk, you've got some skills!"

Wang Zhuo was slightly taken aback. The flattery was so damn accurate that he really wouldn't believe it if someone said the monk didn't know a thing or two.

Even as he spoke, he didn't forget to hand the necklace to Feng Baobao.

Seeing him give it straight to Baobao, Xu San hurriedly said, "My friend, we can't accept a reward we've done nothing to earn. This is..."

"It's fine, it's fine. Fools have their own good fortune, right? Besides, my good looks are directly proportional to my money!"

"Sure thing! I'll dig holes and bury people for you for free from now on!" Feng Baobao immediately took the necklace and put it around her neck.

[Congratulations on completing the quest]

[Obtained Sun Breathing · Transparent World · Demon Slayer Mark]

Wang Zhuo waved a hand. "I happen to be heading up the mountain alone. I've been shut in a little dark room training all this time, so I don't know the rules of your Outsider world at all. Could you fill me in and keep me company?"

Shameless!

Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan inwardly grumbled at the same time.

This was the second time the Shameless Lotus had conceded defeat in shamelessness, but he immediately put on an ingratiating smile anyway.

"Oh, brother, that'd be great! Let's go together. I haven't seen much of the world either, so that makes us three cobblers."

Wang Ye stared at Zhang Chulan in surprise. "Three cobblers?"

"Hah, so you've counted me in too."

"Then let's hit the road... let's go together."

The three walked along with their arms slung around one another's shoulders, looking particularly carefree.

Zhang Chulan took the opportunity to fish for information. "This is Daoist Wang Ye from Wudang. I'm Zhang Chulan, a courier for Nadutong. Where are you from, handsome?"

"Me?" Wang Zhuo cleared his throat. "I am a reader of the Nobel Prize in Literature, a student in the country where Tsinghua University is located, an applicant to Fortune Global 500 companies, and a repeated organizer of the masses for PDD's multibillion-yuan projects. Currently, I'm cultivating my career as a street-sleeping tester. Liu Guanyi, at your service!"

"Wow, you're so..." The more Zhang Chulan listened, the more something seemed off, and he lowered the thumb he'd raised.

"So you're just screwing around with us! After all that, aren't you just sleeping on the streets and getting people to slash the price on nine-yuan-ninety deals on Pinduoduo?"

"Give me back my amazement, you bastard!"

"Don't fall for me. It'll never work!" Wang Zhuo shoved away the face leaning toward him.

As they chatted, the group reached the mountaintop. Wang Ye pointed a short distance away. "Chulan, the Old Celestial Master you're looking for is right over there."

Following his gaze, they saw the Old Celestial Master posing for a photo with a potbellied official in a sharp suit at the center of a crowd, while the cameraman opposite filmed the whole thing.

"Yeah!" The Old Celestial Master even flashed a peace sign at the camera, but Zhang Lingyu beside him seemed genuinely unable to stand this sort of thing, forcing himself to endure it with a constipated expression.

"So that's the Old Celestial Master. He really is different." Wang Zhuo looked at the old man nearby, calculating just where his limits lay.

The muscles known as the Demon Back were already beginning to stir.

Wang Ye couldn't resist joking, "Haha, I'm guessing some big official has come down from somewhere for an inspection. Can't be helped. Heaven and earth are great, but the officials are greatest."

"The Old Celestial Master really has his work cut out for him."

"Sister Bao'er, Xu San, Xu Si, go on ahead. The three of us will go take a look." After giving those three instructions, Zhang Chulan headed over with the other two, including Wang Zhuo.

The reporter who had finished recording smiled and bowed. "That concludes today's interview. Thank you, Old Celestial Master. Please take care of your health."

"All right, all right. Run along now, young man." The Old Celestial Master smiled, already catching sight of the three casually approaching figures out of the corner of his eye.

He couldn't help recalling memories of his youth: one arrogant, one obnoxiously sly, and one a poser.

Wang Ye approached and bowed respectfully. "Wang Ye of Wudang pays his respects to the Old Celestial Master!"

"Look who I've brought you, sir."

A somewhat uneasy Zhang Chulan looked toward Wang Zhuo, only to find that, at some point, he had been surrounded by beautiful women and was posing for them.

"Eee~~! What a super handsome guy!"

"I want a photo too~ I want a photo too!"

"Handsome, could you blow us another kiss?"

Holy crap...

Zhang Chulan's eyes nearly popped out with jealousy, but he collected himself and looked at Zhang Zhiwei, uneasy and cautious, not knowing how to begin.

"Are you Chulan?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the young man before him, reminiscence in his eyes.

"...I..."

Zhang Zhiwei broke into a smile. "Call me Grandmaster, silly boy."

"Your grandfather passed both the Golden Light Mantra and the Thunder Method down to you. Though you never formally joined our school, you're still part of our lineage. There's nothing wrong with calling me Grandmaster."

"Grandmaster!" Zhang Chulan's voice carried excitement and a little hurt.

His grandfather had died, his father had disappeared, and he'd grown up all alone since childhood. Now that he'd met someone connected to him again, he couldn't suppress the hurt in his heart.

"Hahaha, good boy. You've grown up." Zhang Zhiwei patted his thin back and led him inside.

"Lingyu, go welcome the other guests. I'd like to have a few words with Chulan."

"As you command!" Zhang Lingyu nodded and began attending to matters without hesitation.

Having just finished taking photos with those women, Wang Zhuo joined Wang Ye. "Zhang Chulan, right? So he's an inheritor of the Eight Extraordinary Skills?"

"Which one did he inherit?"

"So you really don't know a thing." Wang Ye gave a wry chuckle. "Even someone as laid-back as me knows, yet you don't. Honestly..."

"Qi-State Origin-Flow."

Wang Ye told him matter-of-factly.

"Qi-State Origin-Flow?" Wang Zhuo folded his arms and leaned against a large tree. "I've lived this long, and I still haven't figured out what qi even is."

Wang Ye didn't make a quip about that, because he'd noticed something strange: the man seemed not to exist between heaven and earth!

He couldn't see him in the inner landscape or discern his position.

Such a bizarre thing was practically unheard of!

Could this fellow be beyond the Three Realms, outside the Five Elements?