Brain Game Technique

The furious crowd chased Wang Zhuo, beating and cursing him all the way. The most frequent shout was, "Fuck your mother, give us our money back!"

But once he slipped into the crowd, he soon vanished from sight.

"Goddammit, that bastard can really run!"

"Where the hell have I ended up? Is this even Mount Longhu anymore?"

Hidden Dragon's flab trembled nonstop as he braced his hands on his knees and panted. "Oh, fuck... that son of a bitch had better not let me catch him!"

Meanwhile, Wang Zhuo was hiding in a treetop, covered in leaves, quietly watching the crowd below.

Only after they had all left did he dare climb down.

"Holy shit, I don't have any cough syrup on me."

[Mission complete!]

[Distributing rewards...]

[Wear the Nine Heavens]

[Red-Fire Three-Legged Golden Toad]

Wang Zhuo suddenly felt a subtle weight on his back-not a physical weight, but one that pressed on his mind and soul.

A totem of the Nine Heavens appeared on his back, with the sun resting on his left shoulder and the moon on his right.

A poem suddenly appeared in Wang Zhuo's mind, carrying an indescribably domineering air.

All things in this world pass through reincarnation; encircle the death god and slay the six paths.

At the first turn, wear the Nine Heavens as robes; at the second, fill the belly's ten heavenly granaries.

At the third, dwell in Golden Splendor within the Great Cavern; at the fourth, ascend Kunlun undying.

On the death god's road, cleave through the Nine Heavens; if not an arhat, then an immortal.

"If not an arhat, then an immortal?" Wang Zhuo couldn't help clicking his tongue.

Wasn't that way too arrogant?!

But wait, if I get tattooed, won't people beat me to death?!

Just as he was worrying, the totem on his back seemed to respond to his thoughts and instantly vanished from his skin.

"Fucking awesome!"

At the same time, a golden toad with fiery markings appeared on his shoulder. This toad was particularly strange, with eyes as red as blood and patterns on his back.

"Croak!"

"Holy fuck?!"

"Croaking fuck?!"

Both man and frog swore, clearly startled by each other.

"Toads can talk now?"

"Dumbass, your daddy can swear, too. Wanna see my D?"

The Three-Legged Golden Toad looked at Wang Zhuo with utter contempt, showing absolutely no regard for any master-servant distinction.

"No thanks..."

Wang Zhuo hurriedly contacted the system in his mind. System, what kind of uncertified junk have you sent me???

Why does this thing look like an even bigger bastard than me?!

[Server busy...]

Busy my ass! I want a refund!

[Server busy... Your queue number is 9999999.]

The hell?

Wang Zhuo went numb. What the hell was all this? Was it really screwing him over like this???

[Additional notice: Spiritual Energy · Revival will begin its invasion after the Luotian Grand Ceremony ends.]

"Hold on?!" Wang Zhuo instantly bristled, staring wide-eyed at that notification and reading it dozens of times.

Invasion?

Begin its invasion?

Did that mean what it literally said?

Who the hell used "invasion" to describe a spiritual energy revival?

As his brain raced, he suddenly noticed that sinister ·.

Wait, System. What does that · between Spiritual Energy and Revival mean?

Don't fucking tell me those are two separate things!

[(*≧▽≦): Ehehe~]

[You figured it out~]

[Then your reward is another look~]

??????

Do I really look that much like a dumbass?

[The audience is beginning to feel anticipation.]

Wang Zhuo suddenly felt drained of all strength and slumped straight to the ground, leaning against the tree.

So those two goddamn options back then had made no difference at all!

"Summary: This differs from the spiritual energy revival you know. Please consider carefully..."

It really had meant exactly what it said!

It differed from the spiritual energy revival he knew, so he had to carefully consider the consequences.

"Asswipe, if you're gonna die, could you unbind me first?" the Three-Legged Golden Toad asked, looking at the half-dead Wang Zhuo.

"Don't worry. Even if I die, I'm taking you with me."

"Holy shit, you'd even screw over a protected animal? Have you got no conscience?"

"Protected animal? At best, you're a frog on disability benefits."

"Bullshit! (King Tiger image to be supplied.)"

"Fuck your mother, have I been too nice to you, you damned toad!"

The two immediately began trading insults. Wang Zhuo gradually lost ground, until the barrage left him utterly speechless.

Did the system shit this fucking thing out while detoxing?!

Just as he was inwardly cursing, a hearty voice rang out. "Well, well, Brother Liu. Why are you hiding here talking to yourself?"

Oh, shiiit!

Wang Zhuo's heart jolted. He tried to hide the Three-Legged Golden Toad, only to discover that the toad had already disappeared at some point.

"What are you thinking about?" Wang Ye walked over, pulling a suitcase.

Wang Zhuo immediately regained his composure and made a show of straightening his Daoist robes, even remembering to tug at the seat of his trousers.

"Ahem. This is a martial art I created, called Brain Game. I like fighting invisible enemies."

As he spoke, he even threw a few punches into empty space.

The hidden Three-Legged Golden Toad suddenly chimed in, "Or 'jerking off,' for short."

The two men: "..."

Wang Zhuo's hand froze in midair, his killing intent building to its peak.

God fucking dammit, I'm having stir-fried bullfrog tonight!

Wang Ye pretended he hadn't heard and cupped his hands. "What refined tastes, Brother Liu. Truly refined. I'm prostrate with admiration. This jerking-ahem... I mean, this Brain Game Technique is something only you could pull off."

"..." Wang Zhuo suddenly felt his fists thirsting for blood. He strode forward and patted Wang Ye's shoulder.

With a smile that never reached his eyes, he said, "Hahaha, you're joking, Brother Wang. Are you planning to head back?"

"Yes. The matches are over, so naturally, it's time to go back."

"Why not just stay another day? The finals aren't until tomorrow. What's the rush?"

"Heh, I'm just lazy like that. A nest of gold or silver can't compare to your own little nest. I've been away so long, I've wanted to go home for ages."

To put it more bluntly, things were getting dangerous, and it was time to scram.

After performing his divination, Wang Ye knew Mount Longhu faced a calamity. But with so many messes on his own hands, he was like a clay bodhisattva crossing a river-barely able to save himself.

How could he possibly have the time to linger here?

"Fellow Daoist, we hit it off at first sight, but now you're leaving. In that case, I can only..."

Wang Ye's heart tightened, and he instinctively activated Feng Hou Qimen, ready to flee.

"I meant, see you off..." Wang Zhuo released his shoulder.

"Take care on the road, fellow Daoist. If anything comes up, feel free to contact me. Big things, I can't handle; small things, you won't need me. Rest assured, leave it all to me."

"..." The corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched relentlessly.

"Then... sure?"

After watching Wang Ye leave, the Three-Legged Golden Toad appeared again and murmured in that direction:

"That kid's wealth aura reaches the sky. He's loaded. Feels like we could score big off him!"

"Oh? You can even tell that?"

The Three-Legged Golden Toad immediately grew smug. "Hehe, yours truly knows five thousand years into the past, five thousand years into the future, five thousand years to the left, and five thousand years to the right!"

Wang Zhuo sneered. "...What are you, a cicada? Chirp, chirp, chirp."

"If you know so much, explain it."

Unable to stomach that kind of provocation, the Three-Legged Golden Toad immediately began explaining:

"That kid's Wealth Palace rises as full as a mountain, but his Life Palace hides calamity lines. His is the physiognomy of abundant wealth and a weak constitution!"