One person: Started at Wudang, got hit on the head by Lu Zu's sword.

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Upon seeing the latest inside information, Xu Si realized for the first time that there were people who were capable of such suicidal acts.

No wonder some people say that the Wang family was already wiped out when Wang Ai died, and now it is just a still-warm corpse that is barely surviving.

Ironically, the reason the Wang family is still barely holding on in a precarious state and hasn't been quickly defeated by various forces is entirely due to the sword still nailed to Wang Ai's corpse in Wang Family Square.

Lu Xuan's sword strike not only shattered the magnificent facade of the Wang family, a thousand-year-old clan, but also inadvertently locked the Wang family into his prey, making many forces hesitant to directly attack the Wang family's main branch.

This has led to attacks on all of the Wang family's businesses, and the Wang family members are now traveling to their main residence in the capital at an even faster pace...

If you don’t seek death, you won’t die!

Xu Si sighed and looked down at the bustling crowd. The new competition roster had been released.

Huh? Where are Zhang Chulan and Bao'er?

Didn't we say we were going to check the match roster? Where are all the people?

Xu Si looked around for a long time, and finally only saw two figures dressed like cotton harvesters, their whole bodies wrapped in robes.

What are those two doing?

"Master Lu, what brings you out?"

Xu Si turned around and suddenly saw Lu Xuan walking out of the main hall.

"It's nothing, I just saw something interesting."

Lu Xuan looked down at the crowd with great interest.

Below, the latest match roster is posted on the bulletin board outside the stadium.

Among the crowd, an innocent-looking person, bundled up like a "cotton harvester," was looking at the competition list with Bao'er beside him, his face full of resentment.

Zhang Chulan was completely shrouded in a robe, with only his eyes showing, and he would occasionally glance around furtively.

There's no way around it, he's just too hated.

Ever since he ambushed Zhang Lingyu and won the match, Zhang Chulan has been relentlessly pursued by the audience.

They only managed to get away after completing the feat of running twenty laps around the track, leaving a group of people completely exhausted.

Those audience members were so brutal they were practically inhuman!

And why does it feel like there are people from Longhu Mountain in there?

Luckily, I ran fast enough.

The injuries from Zhang Lingyu's beating still hurt, but Zhang Chulan's heart ached even more when he saw the competition list.

"Lu Xuan vs. Feng Baobao?" "Zhang Chulan vs. Zhuge Qing?"

The advisor really didn't intend to pull a stunt... wait, I'm the one being stunted now?

Zhang Chulan: “(°ロ°)!”

Is the advisor really planning to make me get beaten up?

Do you want me to fight Zhuge Qing?

Thinking of Zhuge Qing's Samadhi Fire today, which could burn anything and burned through all of Wang Ye's Five Elements magic.

My thin layer of golden light spell would probably be burned away directly.

Zhang Chulan silently glanced at Bao'er beside him.

"General Bao'er?"

He pulled out a shovel from somewhere and planted it on the ground.

Bao'er said confidently, "Leave it to me, I'll bury him."

Zhang Chulan: "..."

Completely exasperated: "Sister Bao'er, you should take a break first!"

He had originally hoped to have a rigged match with Bao'er, but now it was clear that the old master was going to give him a good beating.

Forget about match-fixing, I'm afraid Bao'er and I will be eliminated together tomorrow.

Is this what it feels like to be caught in the crossfire? It's getting dark at Longhu Mountain!

If we can't beat them ourselves, could we ask Bao'er for help...?

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up as he looked at Bao'er.

"Sister Bao'er, you can beat Lu..."

"Never mind! Forget I said anything."

Zhang Chulan patted his head.

I must have lost my mind to think that Sister Bao'er would beat Master Lu.

Sure enough, spending too much time with Bao'er makes me lose my senses.

Bao'er: I'm obviously incredibly clever.

How exactly do we fight this?

If it really doesn't work...

Or should we restart the Longhushan burial team?

"Sister Bao'er, how about I leave it to you!"

"It's alright! I'll go bury him right now."

Zhang Chulan was taken aback, turned around, and asked, "Bao'er, where are you?"

Turning my head again, I saw a blue-haired boy named Zhuge Qing being interviewed. The person interviewing him seemed to be... Yaoxing Society?

Zhang Chulan's eyes held an ambiguous meaning. According to Xu Si, Yaoxing Society might have overseas support behind it, and the company's attitude towards Yaoxing Society was also unclear.

There's something wrong with them... and they're not someone to mess with!

Of course, that's not the most important thing right now.

Most importantly, a figure completely shrouded in a robe, carrying a shovel, is rapidly approaching, poised to deliver a powerful blow.

Zhang Chulan: "(￣□￣；)"

Bao'er, calm down!

Zhang Chulan burst into tears. Bao'er, wake up!

"Mr. Zhuge Qing, I didn't expect this interview to go so smoothly. I thought it would be very difficult to interview a low-profile descendant of the Zhuge family..."

"How could that be? Do outsiders think that our Zhuge family are all reclusive freaks?"

"This is not..."

The interview with Yaoxing Society was so harmonious that Zhuge Qing felt their true intentions might not have been for his benefit...

These people seem to be quite something!

Zhuge Qing keenly observed that these people were not there for him; interviewing him was probably just a pretext.

So what exactly is their intention in using an interview as a pretext?

Zhuge Qing subconsciously observed his surroundings and noticed that the people from the Yaoxing Society seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally observing the other side.

Now it seems they've shifted their attention to... what's behind them?

Zhuge Qing subconsciously turned his head, when he suddenly heard a reporter from Yaoxing Society ask a question.

"Mr. Zhuge Qing, your current level of understanding far surpasses that of your peers. Is the higher level you mentioned something else?"

The reporter from Yaoxing Society seemed to be joking.

"Do you want to reach the level that your ancestor supposedly attained?"

"You want to... ascend to immortality?"

Zhuge Qing smiled subconsciously. "What era are we living in? Do you think the real world is a novel? Ascension?"

How can such a thing exist in reality...?

Lu Xuan's face suddenly appeared in my mind.

Zhuge Qing's words suddenly stuck in his throat.

Wait a minute, this doesn't seem impossible after all!

Chapter 115: That's right! Everything is harmonious; absolutely nothing strange has happened.

Ascension to immortality... Ah! Holy crap? Someone attacked?

Zhuge Qing was lost in thought when he suddenly realized someone was launching a sneak attack.

The person in charge of the Yaoxing Society on the other side was taken aback when he saw Zhuge Qing fall silent. Could he not even answer such a polite question?

Ascension to immortality? How could such a concept, which has been passed down for thousands of years, possibly come true?

Then you see a certain treasure carrying a shovel, walking briskly and rapidly approaching.

Zhuge Qing first saw the stunned reporter opposite him, and then sensed the fierce wind rushing towards him from behind.

Zhuge Qing moved with peculiar steps, smoothly circling behind the reporter—he had consulted a divination, and it was an auspicious position.

Then I saw Bao'er, who had already raised the shovel high in her hand.

And Zhang Chulan, who was clinging to Bao'er's leg and being dragged along by her.

"Sister Bao'er, calm down! Sister Bao'er."

Zhuge Qing: "(?ー?*?)?"

"Don't stop me, let me bury him."

"Sister Bao'er, calm down."

Zhuge Qing: "..."

Are you guys not even going to act anymore?

Burying people in broad daylight?