Chapter 249: 248 You, How Did You Arrive?

Wang Wu continues reciting his Dao scripture, mainly because there's nothing else to do at this time; after all, in the past few days Diyi Tianwu could show up at any moment to inspect his condition, and if he discovers Wang Wu is up to some frivolous affairs, he'll be in trouble.

As the two become more familiar, his demands on Wang Wu grow stricter; this guy is different from Qin Xiang and Yin Shenli—those two tend to be more "pampering" toward their disciple.

But Diyi Tianwu is different; he is quite—no, extremely strict, and he does not shy away from corporal punishment.

After all, although Qin Xiang and Yin Shenli are more accommodating to Wang Wu, when it comes to teaching, they will not hesitate to strike, often beating Wang Wu badly.

As for Diyi Tianwu, even more so, but he does not beat Wang Wu to the point of spitting blood or severe injury; his corporal punishment is measured, leaving Wang Wu in excruciating pain without any actual injury.

This place is terrifying for Wang Wu, making him now extremely fearful of Diyi Tianwu as a teacher.

A few days ago Diyi Tianwu called him, saying he would drop by at any time in the next few days to inspect his condition and have him study diligently here.

As for when he will come or leave, he naturally would not tell Wang Wu.

The goal is to keep Wang Wu on edge, constantly fearing being caught slacking by the teacher and then enduring a beating.

Wang Wu doesn't even know whether Diyi Tianwu has already arrived, because the guy appears and disappears like a phantom; when he shows up, he might just be about to inspect, or he may have been observing Wang Wu for several days already.

So Wang Wu doesn't dare to slack off for even a second.

Of course, that's an exaggeration; after all, Diyi Tianwu doesn't demand Wang Wu keep his nerves taut twenty‑four hours a day—oh right, a day on this planet is thirty‑two hours.

He only needs to ensure six hours each day are spent in diligent practice, and what that practice is, of course, is Earth Martial Arts.

As for the martial way here, more precisely it is the Immortal Dao.

The Immortal Arts here are indeed awesome; even for top Earth Martial Arts masters like Diyi Tianwu, they're valuable references. Yet for Wang Wu, the world's extraordinary power system holds little value.

Because he lacks the innate talent and isn't human; as a monster, the cultivation system of the monster race is completely different from that of humans.

Even the world's techniques re‑designed by Diyi Tianwu and his peers still have a huge gap between monster and human methods.

However, in this regard, Master Diyi Tianwu will help him; he will adapt the techniques Wang Wu acquires into a version suitable for a monster like him, localize them, and add some of his own understanding.

To outsiders, what he cultivates appears to be the "Qiong Lan True Method," and even the Celestial Emperors cannot discern the difference between this Qiong Lan Sect True Method and the genuine Qiong Lan Sect techniques.

As for the next level, when Wang Wu can reach the tier of the Celestial Emperor's stronger disciples, his several masters will likely already be, at least Diyi Tianwu, already peers of his own level.

Several years later, after the Qiong Lan Sect assigns mentors to everyone, the novice disciples begin cultivation and must also devote themselves to the sect's "contributions."

Each quarter has task targets to complete and cultivation progress assessments; essentially, life reverts to the former "cultivator" routine.

Of course, in terms of pressure, it may be even greater here.

Modern students who have attended countless tutoring classes since childhood, preparing for the middle‑school and college entrance exams, naturally face huge pressure.

Likewise, modern workers who endure a "996" schedule—working from 9 am to 9 pm, six days a week—often fall ill before turning thirty, some even developing uremia from the excessive workload, and they too feel immense pressure.

They sometimes bear even heavier pressure than the students.

After leaving school, the layered societal pressures are such that even their parents can no longer offer any help.

Moreover, most workers spent their youth as high‑pressure test‑taking kids, and as adults they live the 996 worker life—experiencing the full suite of pressures in one go.

As for "the next wave" or "enjoying life," well… regardless, student days are generally lived fairly comfortably.

After all, ordinary people make up the majority of the world; most parents aren't exceptionally talented, yet they're not some "sub‑human" either—they may not know how to educate, but they do love their children.

They simply lack the ability to provide a stable haven for their children once they reach adulthood.

Yet at least in such families, most people can still enjoy plenty of happiness and ease while growing up; there is pressure, but not overwhelming.

As for those "sub‑human" parents and the exceptionally outstanding ones, they are indeed a minority.

Here, in this place called Qiong Yuan, cultivators are just like the ordinary workers back home.

The Qiong Lan Sect is the premier sect of this star region; those who can enter are naturally the top cultivators from the various planets under its rule, yet the lifestyle of these "top cultivators" is somewhat closer to that of ordinary workers back home.

"The Dao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Dao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name…"

"Wang Dao friend! Wang Dao friend!"

Wang Wu keeps shaking his head and swaying as he recites, but at that moment a lively, upbeat voice sounds behind him, making him turn around.

Of course it isn't Miss Pei Wuji; that girl is on a different planet—this is someone else.

As a monster, Wang Wu's appearance on this planet isn't invincible, but it is among the top tier.

Monsters are like that.

Moreover, most importantly, he and the other people on this planet who possess peerless beauty do not

... are the same; he needs to be even more "approachable."

And he is very down‑to‑earth, extremely "will eat anything," and also licentious.

In some people's eyes, that's exactly how he is.

Because his looks are average among monsters, he naturally doesn't take pride in his "appearance."

Of course he knows his looks are top‑tier in human society, but he doesn't care and won't act pretentious because of it, even though he was once an Earthling, thus a human.

He looks toward the voice's owner, a female cultivator with a lovely face, full figure, gentle charm, yet also possessing the lively, cute, innocent exuberance of a young girl.

As for age, a cultivator's age isn't important; she's about… one hundred twenty? One hundred forty? Wang Wu can't recall.

She has no experience, or rather no experience at all, but now she does.

Yet because of that, she has developed a taste for the marrow, basically lingering around Wang Wu every day.

Of course, everyone is a cultivator, so they're relatively open about certain matters, as for what…

Wang Wu looked at the girl who was rushing over while greeting him, and a smile was just about to appear on his face.

Wang Wu watches the girl who rushed over greeting him, his face about to break into a smile.

But the next second, his face instantly stiffens.

Because behind the other person, he sees a figure.

A smile uglier than a cry appeared on Wang Wu's face as he nodded with difficulty at the man who had appeared behind the young girl—no, young woman—no, female cultivator, and greeted him.

Wang Wu's face shows a grin uglier than crying, and he awkwardly nods at the man appearing behind the girl—uh, young woman, female cultivator—and greets him.

First Day Wu's current identity was Wang Wu's uncle, so he could visit Wang Wu at any time under the pretext of checking on his nephew, inspecting his cultivation progress, and incidentally seeing if he was slacking off again.

Diyi Tianwu's current role is Wang Wu's uncle, allowing him to visit Wang Wu at any time under the pretense of seeing his nephew, inspect his cultivation progress, and conveniently check whether he's slacking off… and beat the lazy dog.

(End of chapter)