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"Boss Ling, you're back!"
Luo Xiaofeng turned around and saw Ling Yun, overjoyed.
Although Su Qingya hadn't publicly announced Ling Yun's disappearance, as her personal secretary, she had heard some of their phone conversations with other women.
"Well, work hard, keep up the good work!"
Ling Yun smiled at her and stroked her hair, which made Luo Xiaofeng excited.
Ling Yun took Ling Yaxuan's car to find Guan Ziming. With his current moderately accomplished Qi cultivation technique and Level 4 mental suggestion, Guan Ziming was almost powerless to resist. Although his basic luck value was not low, and he had visited a famous teacher and learned some self-defense skills, Ling Yun still raised his favorability to "die-hard (same love)".
As for Li Zishi, since he was really useless, Ling Yun didn't bother to care about him and just let him live his life in peace.
After all, weakening the "protagonist's" luck value also depends on your own ability. Li Zishi had nothing and was not very useful.
Looking at Guan Ziming, who stood before him like a zealot, Ling Yun sat across from him, legs crossed, and asked, "How powerful is your master, and what are his abilities?"
Guan Ziming's initial affection for his Tianjiu Mountain master was barely "loyal" (a.k.a. admiration), naturally not comparable to his unwavering devotion to Ling Yun. So, he readily confessed, "Master's strength is unfathomable. My junior brother Zhao Qian and I have probably only learned the tip of the iceberg. He excels in medicine, ancient martial arts, and even possesses a smattering of legendary mystical techniques. Furthermore, he was already an adult during the early years of the Dragon Kingdom's founding, and is deeply familiar with the ways of the feudal dynasties, practices still in use today. Therefore, I venture to estimate that he is nearly two hundred years old!"
Guan Ziming and Zhao Qian, studying with this mysterious 200-year-old master for only a year or so before leaving the mountain, would have likely both shone brightly.
This meant that either he could mass-produce "protagonists," or he possessed a keen eye for talent, recognizing these individuals of great fortune.
Ling Yun decided to personally meet this mysterious man and find out more about him.
"This is where our Master lives. You can see him from here. He usually doesn't leave the house..."
Guan Ziming, a true disciple, dutifully produced a map and meticulously outlined the route up the mountain and where his Master lived.
"Alright, from now on, you'll help me manage this aspect of the business. Everything else is to be kept to yourself."
"Yes, Mr. Ling!"
Ling Yun stored the map in his space. Guan Ziming, pretending not to notice, nodded and went off to get back to work.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped at the foot of Tianjiu Mountain. Ling Yun asked the three women of Yaxuan to wait for him below while he ascended the mountain alone.
Due to the steepness of the mountain path and the lackluster scenery, Tianjiu Mountain hadn't been officially developed into a tourist destination, and only hikers with free time came to enjoy it.
Ling Yun walked briskly, striding through the difficult, steep mountain path, and soon arrived in front of Master Guan Ziming's house.
He hadn't expected to find a courtyard halfway up the mountain. While small, the ambiance was pleasant, with medicinal herbs planted nearby, making it quite pleasant.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, it was pushed open.
An elderly man with white hair and beard emerged, his eyes blazing and his spirited demeanor completely different from a two-hundred-year-old.
"I saw a purple star streak across the east last night, and it's truly a blessing for you to visit me today! Hahaha! Come in, young friend!"
Ling Yun greeted the old man and followed him into the courtyard.
After closing the door, the old man invited Ling Yun to sit in a chair and poured him a cup of tea.
After drinking it, Ling Yun felt refreshed and exclaimed, "As expected of an old immortal, even his tea isn't for ordinary people."
The old man's strength wasn't as high as he'd expected, but he had reached S-rank! According to the ancient martial arts rating system, this meant he had surpassed the Xiantian realm and truly embarked on the path to immortality!
"Immortals? There are no such things as immortals in this world. They're just a trick to fool the public!"
The old man laughed heartily and poured himself a cup of tea. "My real name is Lin Feng, courtesy name Zhou Zhi. Just call me Old Lin. I'm trying to integrate into society, but unfortunately, I've become a bit corrupt."
After finishing his tea, Lin Feng glanced at Ling Yun with those strangely gleaming eyes. Then, with a solemn expression, he said, "What's your surname, young friend?" "No need to
worry about your surname being Ling, just your given name being Yun." "Young friend Ling,
you're truly extraordinary." Lin Feng gazed at the sky above him, as if beholding a brilliant cosmic star.
Others' luck manifested as various animals, while the more powerful ones presented themselves as legendary mythical beasts, headed by dragons, including flood dragons, wandering dragons, and true dragons.
But what he saw above Ling Yun's head was a cosmic star that encompassed all the laws and phenomena of the universe!
It was on a completely different level from the others. Although the young man's strength was inferior to his, he dared not neglect it.
"Friend Ling, are there some frictions with my two apprentices?"
"One of us is currently cooperating with me to open a company, and we are pretty friendly. The other one..." Ling Yun paused and put down the tea bowl, "He went astray and was brought to justice."
"Zhao Qian himself originally had the demeanor of a dragon, but he was too arrogant and rude. But he has decent talent. I originally wanted to teach him the top-level ancient martial arts, to temper his temperament first, and then teach him in detail after his edges are smoothed out. As a result, he went down the mountain early..."
Lin Feng seemed to have anticipated this. Not to mention his useless disciple, even if he really wanted to confront Ling Yun, he would probably return empty-handed: "And I saw that his fate was dark, and he couldn't avoid it after all."
"Old Lin, you are not an ordinary person either. Can you tell me what the world was like before the Qin Dynasty?"
"Hahaha, friend Ling is really interesting. I, old Lin, have only lived a few more years, but the Qin Dynasty has a history of more than two thousand years. How would I know!"
Lin Feng shook his head after listening, drank tea, and avoided the topic.
"Your strength has surpassed the limits of ancient martial arts and you've embarked on the path to immortality. Don't you really know what happened in the past?"
"The path to immortality?" Lin Feng sighed. "The limits of a mortal are merely the starting point of a vast and unending path. How dare you claim to have embarked on the path to immortality?"
"Old Lin, let's be frank."
Ling Yun silently produced a gun and began loading bullets right in front of him. "Don't worry, it's only a .45 caliber. One shot at your head, and it'll just explode. Don't worry about the pain afterward; you'll die peacefully."
He inserted the magazine, released the safety, and loaded the chamber, all in one go.
"You can gamble on whether you can dodge it, but I have seven rounds. If I get hit by one, with your current strength, you'll be dead for sure."
The air froze for a few seconds, and then Lin Feng's old face blossomed like a chrysanthemum.
"Hahaha, I, Old Lin, just made a joke. Come on, little friend Ling, have some tea first, and I'll tell you slowly!"