When the Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Meets the Unbeatable Protagonist | Chapter 30

"Your parents, your junior sister, your master, and even your lifelong best friend and rival are all dead."

"The people you care about are leaving you one by one."

"You fear repeating the same mistakes, but you can't guarantee that you won't."

The fortune-telling old man said while counting on his fingers, "You used to not believe in fate, or you believed in the good but not the bad. But if you were to live again, you'd still be cautious, afraid that you might really bring misfortune to others, right?"

"After all, no one knows better than you that your luck is indeed very good. Whenever you find yourself in trouble, someone always appears out of nowhere to help; whatever you want, as long as you think about it, you can get it no matter how long it takes; even if you go to a special place and dig with a shovel, you can unearth rare treasures..."

"You are the Chosen One, and he is the Abandoned One. The deepest source of conflict between you and Lin Ji lies here."

"You even worry that you might absorb others' luck, but what can you do? You can't figure it out."

Lu Xiaobai remained silent for a long time, then walked over to the fortune-telling booth and sat down with the old man, propping his head up as he pondered how to break through his inner demons.

"Yeah... what should I do?"

He looked at the old man and said, "I do have worries and fears. But being afraid is useless, and being useless is also frightening."

"There’s a saying in this world: love breeds worry and fear."

As he said this, painful memories from his past life that he never wanted to recall kept surfacing in his mind.

He closed his eyes, forcing himself to see the established facts of his previous life clearly once again. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't immediately detach himself from his emotions.

Seeing that Lu Xiaobai was affected by his inner demons, the old man smiled strangely and said, "Then you can stay with me in this nightmare."

As he spoke, the old man's face and body twisted, transforming into a nightmare beast that was about to devour Lu Xiaobai's soul.

Lu Xiaobai suddenly stood up and flew away, saying, "But I know that being afraid of the future and staying with you in this nightmare would truly be the end."

The nightmare beast froze in its tracks.

Lu Xiaobai transformed his bare hands into a sword: "I am indeed afraid of losing them again, so what? Being entangled in worries is meaningless. I only believe that the future is unknown, and it’s up to us to shape it. Walking this path again is a bit tiring, but it’s better than reminiscing about the ending in vain." He paused, a smile creeping onto his lips, "Unknown... what a hopeful phrase."

"Didn’t you say I’m the Chosen One? As long as I want, I can achieve anything, right?"

Junior sister, master, A Ji. In this life, he would definitely protect them with all his might and wouldn’t play any games of quietly distancing himself just because of a few words from a fortune teller.

"Thank you for your good words."

With a gentle swing of his sword, the nightmare realm shattered.

Lu Xiaobai returned to reality and, upon seeing the formation on the ground had disappeared, thought that Lin Ji had already left the secret realm.

But suddenly, the sky of the secret realm was filled with thunder and lightning. He turned his head to see Lin Ji meditating there, about to break through to the Golden Core stage!

No, the spiritual energy in the secret realm coexists with evil energy. If he absorbs spiritual energy that isn’t abundant and pure enough, his Golden Core would also be unstable.

Lu Xiaobai hurriedly supported Lin Ji, just as he was about to leave the secret realm when several fellow disciples who had finally passed the checkpoints arrived at the exit, wanting to stop them upon seeing them.

Lu Xiaobai shouted, "Don’t come over! Be careful not to get struck by lightning!"

"Tch... who believes that!"

A bolt of heavenly lightning struck down, changing the color of the ground.

Lu Xiaobai just managed to carry Lin Ji out of the secret realm.

If it weren’t for the disciples behind him quickly stopping their swords, they would have almost been struck.

Some of these disciples sat down on the ground, suddenly wailing.

The secret realm's checkpoints were both dense and difficult to pass. Previously, they at least had some psychological expectations. Almost being struck by lightning was truly an unexpected stroke of bad luck, and it all piled up until they couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Ahhh! They had never heard of anyone suffering so much in the secret realm in previous years!

"Wait, Senior Brother, since the heavenly lightning hasn’t dissipated, can we use this opportunity to improve our cultivation?"

"...Then it’s fine."

The secret realm was isolated from the outside world by powerful beings, and the heavenly lightning couldn’t be taken out. Currently, there were no cultivators about to break through to the Golden Core stage.

But the heavenly lightning would take time to dissipate, and as it gathered, spiritual energy would converge around them. They could use this to cultivate, and since no one was about to break through to the Golden Core, the heavenly lightning wouldn’t bother them.

This wave of entering the secret realm was simply too fortunate for them!

Outside the secret realm, Lu Xiaobai brought Lin Ji back to the top of Mount Wenda, helped him find a spacious place to meditate, and then hurriedly ran off to find a safe spot to hide.

Sensing that a cultivator was about to break through to the Golden Core stage, the heavenly lightning gathered in the sky once again. Huh, why did it say "again"?

Before entering the secret realm, Lin Ji's cultivation had already reached the Golden Core stage.

In the Yunshang Immortal Sect, advancing quickly was naturally beneficial, but it also brought endless hidden dangers.

In his previous life, he had been too eager for success, and his foundation wasn’t solid enough. His Golden Core was unstable, leading to a misalignment of spiritual power, which caused the painful experience of reverse flow in his meridians. When he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he got stuck at a bottleneck and couldn’t advance.

In this life, he preferred to seek progress steadily. But since the opportunity had arrived, he was naturally ready to embrace it.

The tribulation lightning struck for a day and a night, and Lin Ji successfully advanced to the Golden Core stage.

Lu Xiaobai found a sheltered spot to set up a fire and rest to recuperate. Fortunately, he had prepared plenty of dry food, and while roasting by the fire and eating, it was quite enjoyable, aside from being a bit cold.

When Lin Ji caught a whiff of the aroma and found him, Lu Xiaobai quickly wrapped himself in his clothes, turning into a ball. He looked like a snow-white dumpling, with only his fair face and hands exposed.

Lu Xiaobai cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, congratulations on breaking through to the Golden Core." Their gap in cultivation was getting larger and larger.

Lin Ji insisted, "Who came out of the secret realm first?"

Lu Xiaobai shook his head, "I don’t know. After all, I didn’t count whose feet hit the ground first."

It wasn’t surprising; it meant he had helped him come out together.

"A Ji, why didn’t you come out of the secret realm to break through to the Golden Core first?" Lu Xiaobai suddenly smiled and asked.

Lin Ji averted his gaze, "…It’s not like I wanted to."

He hesitated for a moment, and his spiritual platform had already closed itself off, waiting for the heavenly lightning. The tribulation was like this; breaking through to the Golden Core had to be endured, and only when advancing to the Nascent Soul could one use magical artifacts to resist.

"Then what about you? Why are you still here?"

"Obviously." Lu Xiaobai extinguished the fire and replied, "I was waiting for you."

If he had returned first, who knows how much Lin Ji would have thought. The scenery here was nice; it wouldn’t hurt to look at it a bit more.

Lu Xiaobai stood up and called to the somewhat dazed person, "Everything is settled now; we can go back."

He broke off half of the unfinished meat pie and stuffed it into Lin Ji's hand. The two of them walked together for a while, and Lin Ji suddenly remembered he could fly on his sword.

Lu Xiaobai was always so casually... Lin Ji quickly blinked to force himself back to reality, but he still felt a strange emotion lingering in his heart.

The disciples in the secret realm gradually came out over the next ten days, with more than two hundred casualties this time. They unexpectedly encountered chaos and giant pythons, which was a ten percent increase compared to the previous years' casualties in the secret realm.

However, the surviving disciples actually gained more than those from previous years.

After the trial, the disciples gathered in front of the largest stone wall in the Yunshang Immortal Sect, where they could see their rankings. The spiritual treasures they obtained in the secret realm could also be kept for themselves, without needing to hand them over to the sect.

But this time, there was an unexpected situation: there were eleven disciples in the top ten rankings.

The two disciples under the Ling Yun Zunzhe of the Peifeng Sect were tied for first place.

Everyone had already witnessed Lin Ji's strength in the secret realm, and now that he had advanced to the Golden Core stage upon exiting, it was no surprise that he became the number one in the sect. Others might feel unwilling, but they had to admit it.

But who was Lu Xiaobai? No one had ever heard of this character before. How did he become the first to exit the secret realm? Could it be that Lin Ji had brought along his useless senior brother?

Lin Ji felt there was no need to look at the rankings, but when he passed by, he heard the discussions of his fellow disciples and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

How should he put it? These words sounded quite familiar. In his previous life, he was also the object of everyone's bets. Although he didn’t steal the spotlight like this life, his performance in the secret realm was equally outstanding.

So when he became second, and the title of first in the trial was taken by "someone else."

Everyone questioned Lu Xiaobai and openly looked down on him.

Those people had expressions of surprise on their faces, mouths agape in exaggerated disbelief, and a series of rhetorical questions followed:

"What? The first in this trial isn’t Lin Ji?"

"Isn’t he very powerful? How could he be robbed of the top spot by an unknown person?"

"I heard the Yunshang Immortal Sect is very strict. If he didn’t meet the goals set by his master, would he…"

"I really didn’t expect that…"

Those who pretended to be indignant were actually gloating, exaggerating the facts to attract attention, were everywhere.

Those remarks pierced through his heart like sharp swords. Originally, Lin Ji didn’t care that much, but now it felt as if he had to care.

In his previous life, when he heard such things, his emotions became unstable, and he swung his sword to strike the stone wall, earning himself a reputation for being petty.

This time, everyone was praising him, while the doubts and disdain were directed at Lu Xiaobai.

Logically, he should feel relieved, but why was there still a surge of anger rising in his heart?

Lin Ji sighed, lowering his gaze to the light sword in his hand: actually, he wouldn’t mind striking again.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his back. Lin Ji turned around sharply, and Lu Xiaobai didn’t stop his comforting gesture: "A Ji, you just broke through to the Golden Core; don’t be impulsive. Anger is harmful to your health."

Lin Ji was stunned for a moment and pushed Lu Xiaobai's hand away, "What are you doing?"

Lu Xiaobai replied, "Just comforting you."

"..." Lin Ji snorted coldly, "I’m very calm."

He had just decided that in this life, he would vent any dissatisfaction and would never bottle up his anger: "Didn’t you hear what they said?"

Lu Xiaobai shrugged helplessly, "I can’t understand dog language."

Lin Ji stared at him for a while, then suddenly broke into a laugh.

"Two gentlemen." Someone suddenly called from behind, "You are the main characters caught in public opinion and shouldn’t show yourselves. I can be your mouthpiece."

Song Ruoci stepped forward with his sword, "As long as we can become friends."

He had also figured it out; he must have entered some kind of parallel world. The protagonist and the antagonist could be as close as brothers, so making friends with both was just a side benefit.

Lu Xiaobai became interested: "A mouthpiece? That sounds interesting."

Song Ruoci shouted, "Make way, make way!"

The Yunshang Immortal Sect was their home ground, and with the rumor that all disciples were domineering, Song Ruoci quickly made his way to the front. He exaggeratedly recounted the remarks they had made earlier, garnering agreement from the crowd.

Then, he suddenly caught hold of someone and asked, "Brother, what was your ranking this time?"

The person was taken aback and stammered, "Five, over five hundred, why?" Actually, it was over eight hundred, but no one here knew him, so exaggerating a bit should be fine, right?

Song Ruoci asked in confusion, "Then why didn’t you rank in the top ten? Why not first? Don’t you want to?"

The person: "…"

After precisely targeting one, he should expand the range and sweep: "Everyone present, don’t you want to?"

"If others are stronger than you, there must be something to learn from them. Those of you ranked lower, are you still slandering others? Go back and supervise your own cultivation. Spiritual roots are given by heaven, so you can’t blame yourself, but postnatal cultivation doesn’t improve just by belittling others."

Xuan Yi Zhenren had given Song Ruoci the target of being in the top ten, and he just barely made it to tenth, so why work so hard?

Everyone was left speechless. Some things are known to everyone, but few dare to break the silence. He was just short of writing "Mind your own business" on his face.

Someone angrily said, "Are we not allowed to discuss these famous individuals just because our cultivation is lacking? The rankings are there for everyone to see!"

Song Ruoci replied, "Praise as you wish, but slander is off-limits. Don’t you know what kind of mindset you have?"

"If you’re not convinced, feel free to challenge me; I’ll let you say whatever you want."

"…"

Lu Xiaobai and Lin Ji were greatly shocked by this. Was Song Ruoci going to be okay tomorrow?

Lin Ji’s anger completely subsided: that’s right, they were all just a bunch of petty people; why bother caring?

He glanced at Lu Xiaobai. In his previous life, he had occasionally felt frustrated by the words of the insignificant, but it wasn’t enough to keep him up at night. However, when his master criticized him like that, it hurt him even more.

It seemed he hadn’t encountered any good people in his previous life...

After Song Ruoci silenced everyone, he walked over to the two. Some recognized Lin Ji and naturally guessed that the person beside him was Lu Xiaobai.

This meant that they had heard everything the crowd had said, and everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and dispersed.

The three officially became friends.

Lin Ji also set aside his grievances and began to converse with Song Ruoci. He genuinely wanted to know what kind of identity the new disciple of Xuan Yi Zhenren had.

With a new disciple, did Xuan Yi Zhenren think more highly of him than of himself? Would he treat him better... Even if the other party never took him as a disciple, Lin Ji still felt a bit concerned.

But upon hearing Song Ruoci’s endless complaints about Xuan Yi Zhenren, Lin Ji’s mindset strangely balanced out a bit.

Song Ruoci always believed that Lin Ji had been forced into darkness by those around him, so he hoped that in this life, he wouldn’t go astray and spoke only what the other party liked to hear.

Lin Ji asked, "Won’t Xuan Yi Zhenren punish you?"

Song Ruoci replied proudly, "He wouldn’t dare. My father is the master of the Ming Ding Manor, with connections everywhere. He has to consider that before punishing me..."

Song Ruoci quickly realized and shut his mouth. When he got too proud, he easily lost control!

Sure enough, Lin Ji fell silent.

In this world of cultivation, some prefer to establish sects, while others prefer to cultivate in solitude.

The master of the Ming Ding Manor was quite special: he neither liked to establish a sect nor could he endure loneliness. Instead, he occupied a spiritual mountain to open a winery, widely befriending fellow cultivators.

He himself was a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, and his friends wouldn’t be insignificant characters.

Lin Ji didn’t expect that Song Ruoci was his son.

He thought to himself that perhaps in his previous life, he had been too reckless, with no support behind him.

But one shouldn’t dwell on the past. Lin Ji, feeling gloomy for a moment, then cheered himself up: after all, the master he had in this life was ten times better than Xuan Yi Zhenren.

Lin Ji thought maliciously. He hated comparisons, but comparisons were everywhere. Why couldn’t elders be compared?

But... Lin Ji frowned. He remembered that in his previous life, the master of the Ming Ding Manor and his wife were both powerful and had difficulty bearing children, and indeed, they had no offspring?

Lu Xiaobai rubbed his chin, equally suspicious.

Song Ruoci: "…Of course, if I could choose, I’d pick a good background for myself!"

At night, while Lin Ji and Lu Xiaobai were on their way to the main hall, they noticed that the gazes of their fellow disciples had changed again.

Those who had previously looked down on Lu Xiaobai now didn’t even dare to meet his eyes. They glanced at Lin Ji, whose body trembled uncontrollably for a moment, and hurriedly walked away.

Lin Ji impatiently asked, "What’s wrong with them again?"

Lu Xiaobai chuckled lightly, "Maybe they were struck again."

Among the crowd, there must be brave souls. Those who were dissatisfied with Lu Xiaobai’s ranking went to their elders to express their grievances, and it wasn’t long before they came out in a daze.

Soon, the news spread like wildfire, and everyone knew that the illusion array was set up by Lu Xiaobai.

Lin Ji was powerful and domineering, and they couldn’t defeat him; Lu Xiaobai was clever and had a keen mind, so they couldn’t outsmart him in their dealings...

Were they really standing together? Then it was better to keep their distance!

Lu Xiaobai draped his arm over Lin Ji's shoulder: "Do you think we look like a pair of bully brothers?"

Lin Ji, having heard the story from Lu Xiaobai, felt his emotions stir for the second time.

Lu Xiaobai’s actions had deviated from the original plot...

Lin Ji looked at the person beside him: "I don’t believe you don’t have a way to make others think the illusion array is an ancient formation drawn by predecessors. You must have intentionally revealed a flaw." After all, he had done it in his previous life.

Lin Ji spoke with certainty, demanding a reasonable explanation from Lu Xiaobai.

But Lu Xiaobai patted his shoulder: "In the past, I had to hide because my cultivation was lacking, fearing being suppressed. Now that you’re by my side, it’s fine to be a bit ostentatious."

"I’ll protect my own, just like how you seem indifferent but gathered the spiritual herbs for refining the Marrow Cleansing Pill for me."

"I’ve said it before, I’m just using your power."

Lu Xiaobai walked ahead with his hands behind his back, leaving Lin Ji speechless.

Lin Ji suddenly began to doubt himself: could it be that Lu Xiaobai was truly a fox? How could he always find a way to justify himself!

The two of them playfully bickered all the way to the main hall, where the other nine disciples had also arrived one after another.

All the sect leaders gathered together, and Yun Zongzhu, representing the elder group, spoke: "You all know why you were summoned today, so let’s get straight to the point."

Everyone’s faces couldn’t hide their excitement.

The top hundred in the secret realm trial would receive rewards, and the disciples ranked from tenth to second had already received their rewards at the daytime sect conference— the top ten were distributed separately.

The disciples ranked from tenth to second stepped forward in order, received their magical artifacts, thanked their masters, and could then leave satisfied.

Only Lin Ji and Lu Xiaobai remained in the hall.

The master of the Peifeng Sect sighed, "Do you two know the difficulties we old men face?"

Yun Zongzhu shot him a disdainful glance: just speak for yourself; he didn’t recognize himself as an old man.

There had been very few instances in the history of cultivation where there were ties for first place in trials.

They had originally only prepared ten magical artifacts— but a tie is a tie; they couldn’t rank one of them second based on preference, nor could they push the tenth place to eleventh.

The elders of the sect had to think of ways to produce another magical artifact, which was quite painful for them.

This magical artifact was naturally of a higher grade than the ones given to the second and third places, but it was still slightly inferior to the original reward prepared for the first place.

Now the difficulty lay in how to distribute the magical artifacts: should they let them choose freely, or should they forcibly divide them?

If they all chose the same item and refused to yield, would they have to hold another round of tests?

"You may decide for yourselves."

The magical artifacts floating in the air were indeed much better than the second-grade magical artifact Lin Ji had received in his previous life.

In his previous life, he had received the Transparent Demon Crystal Stone, which was said to be the eye of a demon king. When used in a spell, it would replace his original eye, allowing him to see the lurking demons in the dark. It was very practical.

This time...

After a stick of incense.

Lu Xiaobai shrugged, "You go first."

Lin Ji looked at him, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll take what you want?"

Lu Xiaobai raised an eyebrow, "In that case, I’ll go first."

Saying this, he directly reached out and took the two scrolls that were tied together above.

Lin Ji: "……"

Alright, actually, Lin Ji had his eye on the Universe Eight Trigrams Seal that Lu Xiaobai had obtained in his previous life, which was definitely the original first-place reward.

This seal could create a domain; if he couldn’t defeat an enemy, he could hide inside to avoid danger. Even if the opponent chased in, their cultivation would be suppressed, such as a Nascent Soul dropping to Golden Core, or a mid-Nascent Soul dropping to early-Nascent Soul. It was truly an essential item for cheating.

The other two sets of scrolls hadn’t appeared in his previous life, so they might bring unexpected surprises, which made Lin Ji hesitate.

Now that Lu Xiaobai had politely chosen first... Alright, Lin Ji took the other item.

After all, the equipment given to Lu Xiaobai in the storybook world wouldn’t be bad; it might be another essential item for cheating.

"Are you sure? You can’t regret or change your mind after this."

Lin Ji tacitly agreed.

Lu Xiaobai said, "Since we’re always together, there’s no need to be too formal. We can use it together in the future; I believe Master would be happy to see that."

Meng Wanqiu nodded, hoping so, but it also depended on whether the disciples were willing to share.

Lin Ji was speechless but didn’t feel dissatisfied.

The sect leader said, "Meng Wanqiu has already explained the uses of this item. Your master will slowly explain it to you when you return."

The elders of the sect were also tired and left one after another.

Meng Wanqiu stepped down from the platform, and the three of them exchanged glances.

After a long time, Meng Wanqiu waved his hand, "Let’s celebrate when we get back!"

When he finally returned home to see his beloved disciples grow, he didn’t know what to say, fearing that he would start crying as soon as he opened his mouth.

Meng Wanqiu pressed down on the shoulders of his two disciples and specifically said to Lu Xiaobai, "These are two completely different cultivation methods. You can ponder over them first, and once you cleanse your spiritual roots, with your intelligence, you’ll definitely be able to practice them well."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaobai eagerly opened the scroll, took a glance, and felt no excitement at all.

Wasn’t this just the cultivation method he had obtained during his previous life’s adventure, given to him in advance?

Lin Ji didn’t miss the fleeting expression on Lu Xiaobai’s face, which seemed to show that he had just gotten interested but then found it boring.

Lin Ji couldn’t help but become curious.

As the two walked back to their room, Lin Ji couldn’t help but ask him, "Aren’t you satisfied with the reward?"

Lu Xiaobai looked weary, "Not really; I just feel... it’s a bit difficult."

He was already very familiar with it, and there was no freshness.

What kind of cultivation method could make him feel difficult? Lin Ji became even more curious: "Can you tell me what kind of cultivation method it is?"

Lu Xiaobai replied, "It’s about the heart; I’ll tell you later."

Alright, he didn’t want to say more.

In the middle of the night, in the adjacent room, the lights were still on.

Lin Ji leaned by the window and looked across. Was Lu Xiaobai unable to sleep? Didn’t he used to be a heavy sleeper, eager to return to his room as soon as it got dark?

At this moment, Wen Ling came to visit him again: "Lord Lin Ji, do you have any questions recently?"

Lin Ji was polishing his sword: "None for now."

As Wen Ling was about to fly away, Lin Ji suddenly called out to it, "I want to know what reward Long Aotian originally received after I took his."

Wen Ling: "……"

Lord Lin Ji has recently been unable to stop mentioning Lu Xiaobai.

"The cultivation method."

"What cultivation method? Just say it."

"Ruthless Technique."

In an instant, Lin Ji's blood ran cold.

He didn’t know how long it had been, and he wanted to confirm again: "Don’t tell me it’s the Ruthless Path cultivation method?" Doesn’t that sound too cliché?

Wen Ling flew back: "But it is. Didn’t I mention the backstory? In this book, Long Aotian ultimately achieves great success in the Ruthless Path and ascends."

Lin Ji: "……"

"Ah, I’m sorry; I really didn’t mention it."

Wen Ling apologized to Lin Ji with a professional attitude, as it seemed it had deleted too much of the original content from Lin Ji's memory.

Lin Ji: "…… But why do I vaguely remember that Lu Xiaobai was entangled with many women in the later stages?"

Wen Ling replied, "No, Lord Lin Ji, it seems you’ve mixed up the main text with the reviews."

"In some reviews, other works might be mentioned, but in 'Little White Cultivates Immortality,' there’s none. Online novels update quickly, and that kind of harem genre has long fallen out of fashion."

"……"

In 'Little White Cultivates Immortality,' the protagonist Long Aotian was solely focused on leveling up and ascending.

The author wrote the women to appeal to readers or because the author liked them. The author made them like the protagonist while also making the protagonist emotionally closed off, which led to the readers criticizing him harshly.

But that was outside the book and had nothing to do with the storybook world; Lu Xiaobai’s heart had always been steady.

He simply wouldn’t be moved by anyone, only seeking the path of cultivation.

"The only one recognized by the readers is Luo Xiang, who was somewhat special in Lu Xiaobai’s heart during the early days."

Lin Ji felt a pot of mixed emotions spill over in his heart, as if he were tasting every flavor.

Lu Xiaobai had actually walked a path of no return alone, one that had no end.

But how could someone who smiled and looked at him with bright eyes not have feelings in his heart?

How many layers of masks did he wear on his face?

Lin Ji felt increasingly uncomfortable, truly unable to sleep through the night.

On the other side, Lu Xiaobai remained silent.

He was silent because he saw the cultivation methods from his previous life, recalling the hardships of his past, feeling too exhausted to move.

Even though he hadn’t done anything, just thinking about the exhausting years made him feel tired.

After a long time, Lu Xiaobai finally came back to his senses, feeling drowsy, and yawned, planning to sleep. But he noticed that the neighbor’s light was still on, feeling a bit curious.

What was Lin Ji thinking? Was he still enjoying the joy of victory?

Lu Xiaobai smiled, pulled his neck back from the window, and planned to casually put away the scrolls.

His hand suddenly paused, "Wait, there are two sets of cultivation methods."

In his previous life, the Ruthless Technique he obtained didn’t have upper and lower volumes.

Lu Xiaobai became excited, untying the scrolls, "Let me see what it is."

The cover of the scroll only had three words.

Lu Xiaobai read them aloud: "You, Emotion, Technique?"

What on earth was that?