Chapter 31: The Flaw is Spreading

Daoist Qingfeng almost slapped Longxi on the head.

However, he ultimately held himself back.

Looking at the overly familiar Longxi, Daoist Qingfeng fell into deep doubt about life; from last night until now, everyone he had met seemed somewhat abnormal.

What had happened to the world?

Had he been in seclusion for too long?

"Master, Master." Longxi called out to Daoist Qingfeng softly, "Is it still not enough? Have I not been corrupted thoroughly enough?"

You've already committed the damn act of betraying your master and destroying your sect, what more do you want?

Daoist Qingfeng took a deep breath: "You can do other things, but there is no need for betraying your master and destroying your sect."

He had been filled with rage at Lin Bai's place, and after thinking it over all night, he concluded that the reason he couldn't beat Lin Bai was because his own master hadn't taught him well.

Daoist Qingfeng decided to make a change starting with himself; at the very least, his disciple shouldn't be like him, being cheated by others and still feeling grateful.

Therefore, the moment Longxi became his disciple, he subconsciously applied Lin Bai's personality to demand things of his disciple.

Who knew that right from the start, he would run into someone who didn't play by the rules at all.

"Master, isn't this to prove that I am wicked?" Longxi chuckled, "Even if the Demon Sect has no rules, we still can't betray our master and destroy our sect; wouldn't that break the lineage!"

"This humble Daoist is not from the Demon Sect." Daoist Qingfeng's chubby face twitched violently, and his headache grew even worse.

"..." Longxi wore an expression of knowing exactly what was meant, "Master, I understand, this is a disguise; no matter how dirty you are inside, you can't let it show on the surface."

"..." Daoist Qingfeng took a deep breath, feeling the urge to slap Longxi to death again, but when he thought about how the requirement was one he had proposed himself, he couldn't blame the young man in front of him.

But he couldn't take this disciple; just as he was about to reject this flighty young man, he suddenly shuddered—wasn't this guy's habit of climbing up the pole exactly the same as Lin Bai's?

This was the kind of disciple he wanted!

Without such a disciple, how could he possibly turn the tables on Lin Bai?

After a moment of silence, Daoist Qingfeng looked at Longxi: "Come here, let me check your bone structure."

Longxi obediently stepped forward.

Daoist Qingfeng reached out to knead and tap on his body, his expression growing more surprised the more he felt, and finally, he grabbed Longxi's wrist and placed his fingers on his pulse.

A moment later.

His expression was as if he had seen a ghost: "Baimaicutong?"

"Master, I'm a genius, right!"

Longxi was secretly smug; with experience, one could level up, and any Skill could be learned, so of course he was Baimaicutong. If the Game Company blocked players on aptitude, then what was the point of playing!

More than just a genius!

Daoist Qingfeng's heart was surging with waves, and he regretted the requirements he had just set for Longxi even more; such a good seedling, if he were to be cultivated into a great demon, then he would be a sinner of the Cultivation World...

Coughing once, Daoist Qingfeng said: "Longxi, I can accept you as my disciple, but you must forget everything I just said completely; those who cultivate the Dao should practice self-restraint and return to propriety..."

"Master, I understand!" Longxi gave Daoist Qingfeng a knowing look.

You don't understand a damn thing!

Daoist Qingfeng saw through his thoughts at a glance and was furious; he wanted to refuse him, but he really couldn't bear to let go of this good seedling with Baimaicutong.

He had brought this upon himself!

No!

It was all Lin Bai's fault!

If it weren't for him, how could he have had such a terrible idea?

Thinking of Lin Bai, Daoist Qingfeng felt that Longxi's personality was actually quite good; with a disciple who was Baimaicutong, his cultivation would surely be smooth sailing, and he was destined to leave a name for himself in the Cultivation World in the future.

Perhaps the anger he suffered at Lin Bai's place could be avenged by his disciple; to deal with a villain like Lin Bai, a good person definitely wouldn't suffice.

Accept him!

He must accept this disciple.

Huilong Temple should start making changes from him.

Finally, the wavering Daoist Qingfeng made up his mind: "Longxi, follow me inside to pay respects to the founder and perform the apprenticeship ceremony; today, I shall lead you into the gate of cultivation."

"You love me, I love you, the Kitchen God Rice Divination welcomes you."

A group of children ran back and forth on the open ground, jumping and learning to sing like Deng Li Buduo.

More commoners surrounded the entrance of the restaurant, watching the lion dance troupe perform.

Lin Bai was now well-funded, so he hired the lion dance troupe for seven consecutive days, splitting them into two teams—one team performed at the entrance, while the other carried signs and paraded through the streets to help him advertise.

Money makes the mare go.

He threw large amounts of money at it.

All the lions in the lion dance troupe had become Flawed; either they had no tails, were missing an ear, or the people inside the lions were limping...

Echoing the Flawed restaurant sign.

No matter the time, pay-to-win is always the simplest path to success.

The Flawed lion dance troupe circled the city twice.

The task of letting one thousand people experience the Flaw... was successfully completed, and Lin Bai successfully received the reward for Morning Flight.

Then.

The moment he saw the description of the light-body technique.

Lin Bai's own Negative Emotion almost exploded.

This so-called light-body technique, Morning Flight, was truly literal in its meaning; the time was strictly limited to the stage from when the morning glow first appeared until the sun just rose.

During this stage, drawing the morning glow and purple Qi between heaven and earth into the body could cause the human body to fly.

And once the sun truly rose, continuing to use Morning Flight would cause the power of the sun to scorch the meridians, causing pain worse than death...

The only benefit is probably that it doesn't consume one's own Internal Energy.

The person who could invent this chicken-rib light-body technique is also a genius.

Who the hell fights others by timing it like that!

According to his line of thinking, there should also be a Noon Flight and an Evening Flight to make a complete set.

That's not right either; if it could really make a complete set, it wouldn't be a product of the Wanwu Youque System...

【Let three thousand people experience the Flaw of...; Reward: 7.79 years of Internal Energy】

The follow-up task changed back to rewarding Internal Energy, but Lin Bai, having just been ravaged by Morning Flight, affectionately greeted the System's mother in his heart.

4.9 years of Internal Energy plus 7.79 years of Internal Energy, theoretically, could allow him to unleash two complete sets of Xianglong Shipi Zhang,

but that damned Nine Suns True Scripture stalls every now and then!

How is he supposed to stand this?

Why is it that the one providing life-saving Skills has to be an Incomplete System!

Lin Bai complained silently for a while and began to ponder how he should proceed next.

The Haoweirenshi System System System was activated inexplicably, and the rewarded comprehension is of no great use to him.

I don't know if other systems can reward useful things; perhaps I should open another system to allow me to make up for the Flaw of the Incomplete System.

"What the hell?"

Bitter Melon Vine and Madman were stunned by the sea of people outside the Kitchen God Rice Divination, and then their gazes fixed on Deng Li Buduo.

"A player?" said Bitter Melon Vine.

"Did he stir all this up?" said Madman in surprise. Modern brainwashing songs and dances, plus bizarre marketing methods—none of it looks like something people from the Immortal World could come up with.

"If he's the one who stirred it up, he's playing a much bigger game than we are!" said Bitter Melon Vine. "Compared to this, we seem so low."

"Is it a dungeon?" The voice of Jiangbujiangjiu came from the side; beside him were Lan'anwuqi and another player named Shangguantiezhu.

In the crowd, there were also two people named Jingbuyi and Baiyin gathered together to watch the excitement.

The grand event at the Kitchen God Rice Divination attracted nearly half of the closed-beta players in the city.

After all, the story of a Haunted House and a Daoist priest catching ghosts is too much like a plot quest.

"Let's just go over and ask." Lan'anwuqi looked at Deng Li Buduo with burning eyes and said, "Brothers, it seems this game really can't be played according to the usual logic. If all this was stirred up by Deng Li Buduo, the money he rakes in in one day is enough for all of us combined to die ten times over. Perhaps the path we took before was wrong; exploiting bugs is, after all, a minor path..."

No sooner said than done.

Several people pushed through the crowd and walked toward Deng Li Buduo.

Players don't need to consider the consequences of their actions, especially since Deng Li Buduo showed them a new way to play the game; they were eager to ask their senior for advice.

(End of this chapter)