While Su Chen was cultivating, in a wooden hut on the Kunlun Mountains, two old men sat facing each other across a weathered wooden table, with a pot of wine on the table.
By the leg of the table, a big yellow dog was lying with its eyes closed, as if taking a rest.
"Old ghost, this wine of yours is really something, sweet and pure!"
One of the old men said.
"Of course, this was sent by my disciple's wife!"
The other old man said with a proud smile.
"Your disciple's wife is really a fine young lady!"
The first old man said:
"But your disciple is really something else!"
"You old fortune-teller, are you bitter because that little brat bullied you!"
The old man on the opposite side burst into laughter upon hearing this.
The laughing old man was, of course, Su Chen's old ghost master, Gongsun Liang, and the old man opposite him was Zhuge Dongming!
They didn't use to call each other , but ever since Su Chen gave them these nicknames when he was young, they started calling each other like that!
Because they both felt that Su Chen had nailed the nicknames for each other too well!
"If not for you, the old ghost backing him, I would have already dealt with him thoroughly!"
Hearing this, Zhuge Dongming complained bitterly.
These past years, Zhuge Dongming had suffered innumerable losses at Su Chen's hands!
"Nonsense, if I don't protect my disciple, who will!"
Gongsun Liang replied rightfully:
"Would you agree if I hit little Xiazi!"
"My disciple is so obedient, unlike that little brat who had so many mischievous ideas since he was a kid!"
Zhuge Dongming said indignantly.
Gongsun Liang, although unwilling, had to admit it!
After all, that rascal was indeed too mischievous!
"By the way, I heard that brat killed the Young Sect Master of the Wuji Sect, do you want to intervene?"
After a while, Zhuge Dongming asked.
"No need, our agreement is that he handles his own affairs!"
Gongsun Liang waved his hand decisively.
Zhuge Dongming looked at Gongsun Liang and said:
"Aren't you afraid the little rascal might run into trouble? After all, the Wuji Sect Leader is no pushover!"
"Hmph, if that rascal gets into trouble, the Wuji Sect then doesn't need to exist!"
Gongsun Liang said lightly.
Zhuge Dongming nodded, believing that if the little rascal indeed died, his old pal would truly do it!
He had seen Gongsun Liang's overprotectiveness, plus he knew the rascal well enough to know he wouldn't take a life without reason!
"No worries, a cat has nine lives, that rascal has ninety-nine, he's not easy to kill!"
Gongsun Liang then smiled and said:
"Even I don't have a clear understanding of this kid's current prowess, who knows to what extent he's reached!"
"Indeed, a pest lives a thousand years, that pest could live ten thousand!"
Zhuge Dongming burst into laughter upon hearing this!
Su Chen sneezed as he was contemplating the Thousand Hand Seal after cultivation, the open window allowed a chilly breeze to blow in!
"Which bastard is bad-mouthing me!"
Su Chen mumbled to himself, then continued pondering.
After a while, he exited the room; it was already dusk, Qi Meng and Eniel were preparing dinner in the dining room.
The other women were chatting about fashion topics in the living room of the rear villa, after a brief check-in, Su Chen decided to leave them be and went for a relaxation soak in the hot spring by himself.
Since he was alone, Su Chen soaked for over half an hour before heading back to change into fresh clothes.
When Lin Ruoxue returned, everyone gathered for dinner, the meal was filled with laughter and joy as usual!
After dinner, everyone went about their activities, relaxed and free.
Yan Xi, the little girl, put on sexy hot pants and a slim-fit T-shirt, obviously planning to have fun with her colleagues!
Su Chen naturally wouldn't object, believing that a vibrant social life for young people is a fine thing!
Initially, he was more controlling of the little girl because she had little contact with the outside world, and he worried for her safety!
Now that she had adapted to city life, Su Chen had no more concerns!
With nothing in particular to do, Su Chen meandered around a bit before returning to his room.
Back in his room, Su Chen thought for a moment and took out the pitch-black token from the Cangyue Ring!
Although the Ximen Clan matter was resolved and he avenged his family, he was clueless about the so-called Ruin Realm.
Su Chen pondered to himself:
What exactly is this Ruin Realm?
Without further clues, pondering seemed pointless.
So, after a while, he stored the token back in the Cangyue Ring, temporarily setting aside thoughts of the mysterious Ruin Realm and resumed cultivation!
As he had many things to cultivate and comprehend, Su Chen seemed to make slight progress in everything but hadn't achieved a significant breakthrough!
After all, the skills Su Chen needed to master, like the "Thousand Hand Seal," "Wind Shadow Step," or the "Elixir Chapter," were not easily mastered without perseverance, insight, or sudden flashes of brilliance!
Fortunately, Su Chen remained calm and unhurried.
He knew it couldn't be rushed and required a step-by-step approach! Read complete versıon only at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵
That night, Su Chen focused predominantly on cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Technique, channeling his energy back into elevating his cultivation realm!
Irrespective, the enhancement of cultivation realm is fundamental to a martial artist!
Of course, other aspects cannot be neglected either.
But for Su Chen, in every period, he had slight preferences, that's all!
He trained late into the night before stopping, took a shower, and finally lay down to rest...
The next day, the sun rose as usual, Su Chen awakened with the first rays of dawn. Habitually, he enjoyed a cigarette after which he got up, freshened up, and headed to the dining room.
Soon enough, the women also arrived one after another, and breakfast was almost ready, so everyone sat down to eat together.
After breakfast, Lin Ruoxue, Ye Mei, and the others naturally left for work, while Su Chen, Qi Meng, and the rest returned to their rooms to cultivate as usual...