"Hey, Qiu Sheng, do you think this 'Hundred Treasures Soup' really works?"
Wen Cai was holding two fist-sized pottery jars in his arms and asked Qiu Sheng uncertainly.
"How would I know? We'll find out when we see Shi Shaojian and splash it over his head."
Qiu Sheng was also holding two in his arms at this moment.
The two wandered aimlessly through the streets. They didn't really know where to look for Shi Shaojian, but they couldn't ignore the task their master had given them.
This is all I can do—just wander around the streets like this.
As for Lin Yu, he had no interest in making a fool of himself by going out with the two of them.
Meanwhile, he was diligently cultivating in the mortuary. It should be noted that Shi Jian was the senior disciple of Maoshan.
If it weren't for that scoundrel son, he would have been the designated next leader of Maoshan, a position even Uncle Nine couldn't compete with.
In the original story, he was someone who could manipulate heavenly lightning with his bare hands.
He's definitely Half-Step Celestial Master.
Due to technical limitations, the movie couldn't capture the power of cultivators, and Shi Jian's death was too dramatic. But this is the real world, where the combat power depicted is far greater.
Take Uncle Nine for example. Despite his seemingly kind and gentle demeanor, he's the kind of person anyone can criticize.
But when they get serious, their performance is so impressive that they could easily sweep away a mountain.
To be honest, Lin Yu wasn't confident he could beat Shi Jian.
Despite the fact that he cultivates advanced magic, he is still young and has not been cultivating for long.
Therefore, the only option is to train relentlessly, hoping that this will increase our chances of winning.
"Junior brother, would you like some breakfast?"
At that moment, Jia Le arrived at Lin Yu's room door carrying a bowl of noodles.
These past few days, because he's not playing in his home stadium, Jia Le's appearance rate has been pitifully low; he's always just hiding on the sidelines, quietly watching the drama unfold.
The door opened
"No need, Senior Brother, I'm not hungry yet. Has Master eaten?"
Lin Yu refused Jia Le, but looking at the empty courtyard, Lin Yu inquired about Uncle Nine's whereabouts.
"My master is in the ancestral hall, he seems to be drawing talismans, he looks very busy, I don't dare to disturb him."
Jia Le shrank back when he remembered Uncle Nine's serious expression.
Give it to me, I'll take it to my master.
Lin Yu took the bowl of noodles.
"By the way, senior brother, you must also hurry up with your cultivation. You can't fall behind, or you'll be in big trouble when your uncle comes back."
Before leaving, Lin Yu gave Jia Le a final piece of advice.
"Master is eating noodles"
Lin Yu brought the noodles to Uncle Nine Jiu.
"Xiao Yu, you are the one with filial piety."
Drawing talismans is very taxing on one's energy and spirit, not to mention that Uncle Nine drew so many at once, leaving him exhausted and hungry.
He patted Lin Yu's head, then took the noodles without ceremony and began to eat them heartily.
"Master, can you beat your eldest brother?"
Lin Yu asked tentatively.
Uncle Nine paused in his eating.
"Xiao Yu, when your two good-for-nothing senior brothers come back, you should take them and Jia Le and go as far away as you can."
"With your skills and intelligence, supporting yourself shouldn't be difficult. Please look after those two when you do."
As he spoke, Uncle Nine's face betrayed his dejection. He even stopped eating the noodles in his hand, got up, and lit incense in front of the ancestral master.
"This isn't the master I remember. Who knows what will happen before we even fight? Anyway, a teacher for a day is a father for life. Master, you want to send me away? No way!"
Lin Yu never expected that his unintentional remark would put so much pressure on his master.
These past few days, Uncle Nine has been locked in his room every day, and it's not hard to see that Uncle Nine's truly uncertain about his own future.
Especially the room full of talismans; Uncle Nine drew more in just a few days than he did in a whole year.
"Sigh, Xiao Yu, you have no idea how powerful your grand-uncle is. If it weren't for this Dharma-ending Age, your grand-uncle's future would be immeasurable!"
"We'll meet force with force, and if we can't beat them, we'll run. I don't believe they can catch us."
As Lin Yu spoke, he looked at the statue of the patriarch and muttered to himself: Why not do what they did in the movies and have Shi Jian break the statue of the patriarch and get the patriarch to take action?
At worst, he can have a golden statue made for his ancestor when he becomes successful.
"Alright, alright, even if the sky falls, your master is here. Go have some fun."
Uncle Nine then kicked Lin Yu out.
Lin Yu watched Jia Le practicing his martial arts in the courtyard, but didn't disturb him, and quietly returned to his room.
Looking at the statue of the Three-Eyed Divine Lord on the altar, Lin Yu devoutly lit an incense stick. If the ancestral master didn't work, this would be his trump card.
[Ding~ Welcome to the group!]
The Chat Group's noise interrupted Lin Yu's thoughts.
He then focused his attention on the Chat Group to see who the newcomer was.
[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Welcome Newcomer]
[Xiao Yan: Oh! There are quite a few new people these days!]
[Huang Rong: Welcome the newcomer! Newcomer, share your photos!]
[Son Goku (Kakarot): Posting a picture? Is that right? Image. jpg]
Dragon Balls World
Son Goku, who was cultivating, was suddenly disturbed by a voice in his head.
Left with no other option, I had to stop and check what the Chat Group was.
[Do you agree to join the Chat Group? Yes/No]
Are you calling this Chat Group?
Son Goku sensed his surroundings but found no one there. He could only raise his head and ask the sky.
[Join the Chat Group?]
The only response he received was that mechanical sentence.
"Strangeness"
Join us!
Goku scratched his head and casually agreed.
[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Why are all the new members joining the group these past few days such big shots?!]
When Su Xiaoxiao saw that familiar name and the nostalgic crab head in the photo, she already knew who it was.
[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Goku, how old are you now?]
[Son Goku (Kakarot): Me? Let me think...]
At this moment, on Mount Paozu, Son Goku was counting his age on his fingers.
[Son Goku: If we include the eight years I spent dying in the Underworld, I should be 44 years old.]
Son Goku calculated it again, but he wasn't sure how old he was, so he could only tell Su Xiaoxiao his approximate age.
[Omniscient and Omnipotent: So, Goku, you're already 36 years old. Will you transform into Super Saiyan God?]
[Son Goku: This? Yes, I can! Speaking of which, I thought Super Saiyan God could defeat Lord Beerus, but luckily he held back...]
Upon seeing Su Xiaoxiao's question, Goku instinctively transformed into Super Saiyan God Red while replying in the group chat.
[Omniscient and Omnipotent: Now that I know the timeline, listen carefully...]
After Su Xiaoxiao explained the plot of Dragon Ball Super to Son Goku,
Goku, who had initially been nonchalant, became increasingly agitated.
[Son Goku: Wow~ I can't wait! I'll be able to meet so many powerful people in the future, just thinking about it gets me excited.]
Yes, after hearing Su Xiaoxiao's spoiler, Son Goku subconsciously assumed that the group leader was a person from the future like Trunks.