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Chapter 2 - Master and Disciple Meet Again

The Taoist in blue robes was none other than his master, Master Ziyun.

"Beichen, you were born into wealth and enjoyed sixteen years of luxury. Three years of physical cultivation in the mountains, one year of tempering your heart in the mortal world—you have experienced both the riches and the hardships of life. You have passed my final test!"

"Master..."

"No need to say more. By the time you see me, I will have long departed. This is merely a trace of my divine consciousness I left behind. Today, as the seal is lifted, I bestow upon you three treasures!"

"The Qiankun Ring, containing a universe within, allows you to carry items with you."

"The Fairy Painting, a treasure I accidentally obtained beyond Earth. Though it is a treasure, I have yet to decipher its mysteries. I hope you can unravel its secrets."

"The Talisman of Protection. I am billions of light-years away, and if you encounter danger, I cannot reach you in time. This talisman contains three strands of my divine consciousness. It will aid you three times in the future when you face peril."

The Qiankun Ring landed in Su Beichen's palm, shrinking to the size of a ring and settling on his little finger.

The Fairy Painting merged into Su Beichen's sea of consciousness, floating within it.

The Talisman of Protection imprinted itself onto Su Beichen's chest.

"Inside the Qiankun Ring, I have stored some of my belongings: elixirs, and about eighty or ninety engagement letters I prepared for you, my disciple. They are for young women from respectable families. If you like them, marry them. If not, break off the engagements. Also, my Violet Green Sword is inside, along with other items you can sort through yourself."

"Additionally, I leave you with these words. Remember them well."

"On the path of cultivation, what you seek is clarity of mind and following your heart. Be bold when you should be bold, kill when you should kill. Do not harbor the仁慈 (benevolence/soft-heartedness) of a woman or the heart of a saint."

"In cultivation, there are no social niceties, only fighting and killing."

"The world has countless rules, but the rule above all rules, the most primal rule, is absolute strength!"

"Farewell. I hope we, master and disciple, will meet again one day!"

After Master Ziyun finished speaking, the world spun, and the scene before him vanished along with the master.

Su Beichen could clearly feel the seals on his internal organs gradually loosening.

His power was returning!

Even with his eyes closed, faint traces of light began to seep into his vision.

He removed his sunglasses and slowly stood up.

Eyes still closed, he felt the light penetrating his eyelids, flooding his mind.

Shen Xiaomei and Young Master Wang were in the throes of passion, approaching their climax.

"Honey, I... I've recovered!"

Su Beichen's eyes snapped open.

Instantly.

His pupils reflected the images of two completely naked figures and the stunned, shocked faces of the man and woman.

Young Master Wang, who had been on the verge of climax, was terrified into foolish stupor when he saw Su Beichen staring directly at him!

Damn it!

This was too sudden!

Shen Xiaomei was equally shocked and astonished!

Su Beichen's eyes, which had previously been blank—lacking pupils, only whites—were now exactly like a normal person's. She could even clearly see her own wanton,迎合 (responsive/accommodating) posture reflected in his pupils.

He had really recovered?

A blind man, just recovering like that?

And the key point... the first thing he saw upon recovering was their explosive live-action scene!

The three of them stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Su Beichen was also stunned.

He never expected that, upon regaining his sight, he would witness such a visually shocking scene.

Ten thousand "grass mud horses" (internet slang for WTF) galloped through his heart. He wondered if it was appropriate to say "WTF" (or "mmp" as in the original Chinese internet slang).

"Husband, you..."

Shen Xiaomei showed a trace of panic, instinctively calling out.

Su Beichen wanted to ask what they were doing, but he felt that question would be stupid. He paused, then stared intently at Shen Xiaomei: "So, this is what you meant by eating spicy strips???"

Faced with Su Beichen's pressing question,

Shen Xiaomei and Young Master Wang snapped out of their shock and panic.

The former, feeling that Young Master Wang had already shriveled like a caterpillar, could only pull up her disheveled clothes and cast a cold glance at Su Beichen: "I never thought you, blind man, actually recovered. Not earlier, not later, but at this very moment. How disgusting, what a mood-killer!"

"Yeah, damn mood-killer!" Young Master Wang, seemingly finding an excuse for his own软弱的 (weak/soft) state, looked at Su Beichen with disgust: "Get out! Guard the door outside! I'm going to continue!"

Su Beichen frowned.

How could this be?

That person who brought him food every day, who even stood up for him and chased away bullies—how could she do something so morally corrupt?

And the key point: she then turned around and called him disgusting? Said his recovery was ill-timed?

"Hah!"

Su Beichen laughed!

A bitter, angry laugh!

He ignored Young Master Wang and looked at Shen Xiaomei: "Three months. It's only been three months since we got the marriage certificate. Since you've done this, why did you say you liked me and wanted to marry me three months ago? Why did you bring me food every day?"

"You want to know? Fine, I'll tell you."

Shen Xiaomei sneered: "First, the one who brought you food wasn't me. It was our family's nanny, Auntie Liu. You know her—she's mute. How could she speak? As for marrying you..."

"I'm laying it all out, no more pretending. It's because Young Master Wang likes other men's wives. So, I got the marriage certificate with you, a blind man. A blind man who can't see anything, easy to control. Get it now? Hehe~~"

Since she'd already been caught, Shen Xiaomei couldn't be bothered to hide it anymore.

She wasn't worried about what Su Beichen might do either.

In her eyes, Su Beichen was just a useless wimp. He was when he was blind, and even now that he'd recovered, he still was—no family, no background, no money, a complete triple-zero product.

And the Young Master Wang by her side was not only wealthy but also a martial artist!

Compared to him, what was there to fear from trash like Su Beichen?

"Let me introduce you. This is Young Master Wang, Wang Ao. Young Master Wang comes from a wealthy family, assets worth hundreds of millions. He himself is a Level Two martial artist. He could slap you to death without a burial place, you stinking beggar. You're just a plaything for me and Young Master Wang. How about it? Now that you know the truth, are you happy? Still not going out to guard the door?"

Shen Xiaomei was acrimonious and caustic, belittling Su Beichen to the dust.

"So that's how it is."

Instead of getting angry at Shen Xiaomei's words, Su Beichen actually calmed down.

As a cultivator, his thoughts could shift hundreds or thousands of times in an instant.

When it came down to it, betraying him was Shen Xiaomei's loss.

As for him, at most, he was cutting his losses in time.

Now he understood the purpose of his master's one year of heart-tempering. If the heart isn't strong, on the path of cultivation, it's easy to fall into demonic obstacles.

He simply treated the current situation as part of his training.

Fortunately... the person who had brought him food wasn't Shen Xiaomei, but Auntie Liu!

Repay kindness with kindness, repay enmity with enmity.

This was Su Beichen's motto.

He took a deep look at the dog-man-and-woman (derogatory term for an adulterous couple) before him.

Su Beichen let out a light laugh.

Turned and walked out the door.

"Hah, truly a worthless piece of trash. Seeing his own woman challenged, and he doesn't even dare to fart (voice objection)!" Shen Xiaomei sat on Wang Ao's lap, her mockery growing even thicker, shouting loudly, "Useless waste, since you've found out, the game is no fun anymore. Tomorrow, we're going to the marriage bureau to get a divorce!"

"Young Master Wang, let's continue."

"Continue my ass."

A flicker of displeasure crossed Wang Ao's eyes. After the scare earlier, he suspected he might have been frightened into... dysfunction. And also... Su Beichen's reaction was too strange.

He had played with other men's wives—if not a hundred, then at least fifty.

About ten or so had been discovered.

None had been as calm as Su Beichen. Most were furious, the kind of impotent rage.

In contrast, Su Beichen was calm to a frightening degree.

He felt something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Rumble..."

Just as Su Beichen stepped out the main door, suddenly Wang Ao felt a shaking. Frowning, he said: "I said I don't want to anymore, stop shaking!"

"I'm not..."

Shen Xiaomei's face showed confusion.

As soon as she spoke, the entire house began to shake violently...

"Oh no, earthquake!"

Wang Ao's face changed dramatically. He pushed Shen Xiaomei away and tried to run.

However.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, a kitchen knife flew out autonomously from the kitchen. It swooshed past Wang Ao's legs. Wang Ao only felt a chill in his crotch, as if something had fallen off. He was just stunned for a moment,还没来得及反应 (before he could react)...

"Boom!"

The small villa where they were located collapsed with a thunderous roar!

Dust and debris flew everywhere, ash filled the sky!

Su Beichen didn't look back, as if he had already anticipated it. Hands behind his back, he walked away step by step.

In all his actions, Su Beichen repaid kindness and avenged wrongs.

Although he treated Shen Xiaomei's betrayal as a tempering of his mindset, training was training, and revenge was revenge. They were separate matters, and it didn't affect his retaliation in the slightest.

The house had collapsed.

As for whether Shen Xiaomei and Wang Ao died or not, he didn't care.

If they died, it was their bad luck. If not, their future would be worse than death.

"Huu..."

Walking out of the private yard, Su Beichen took a deep breath, his profound gaze turning to the sky.

"I'm back. Everything is back!"

A golden light flashed around his little finger.

The Qiankun Ring appeared. "Sword..."

"Come!"

Su Beichen let out a somewhat lazy call.

"Buzz!"

From within the Qiankun Ring, the Violet Green Sword emerged. It spun a few times in mid-air, trailing faint electric sparks, growing from small to large, and hovered horizontally in front of Su Beichen.

He stepped onto it.

"Let's go!"

"Whoosh!"

A strong wind blew. Su Beichen, riding the sword, soared into the heavens in an instant, shooting straight up into the high sky.

"What is that?!"

Above the clouds, an airplane was piercing through the clouds and fog, flying steadily.

On the radar, an unknown object suddenly appeared.

In the cockpit, the beautiful captain, Shen Miaoyin, widened her clear eyes. In her pupils, she could clearly see a young man with his hands behind his back, standing tall,穿梭 (shuttling) through the clouds!

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