civilwarnovels Chapter 317 The Resurrection Method of the Mischievous Child, and the Elderly Watching the Live Broa
Chapter 317 The Resurrection Method of the Mischievous Child, and the Elderly Watching the Live Broa
As the clouds, shrouded in rosy light, descended from the horizon, a young man's voice rang out from the rising, ethereal mist, waking the astonished old man from a dream of the past.
"Li Muxuan, is that right?"
The questioning words seemed to be blown back by the surrounding winds and waves, passing through the old man's ears in the void, knocking again and again on the tightly closed door deep in the old man's heart.
"Reverse rebirth... triple reverse rebirth..."
But despite the question echoing incessantly in his heart, the white-haired old man seemed not to hear it. He simply faced the sunlight, staring intently at the billowing clouds in the sky, muttering to himself.
The clouds rose, positioned between the old man and the sun high in the sky. The old man looked up at the clouds against the sunlight, their layered aura dissipating, gradually revealing a faint figure backlit by the sun.
That figure was so free and easy, so effortless, stepping through the void as if completely unrestrained by anything in the world, as pure and noble as the early spring breeze, gentle and warm.
"No, you're not the Left Gate Master, you're not him..."
The moment the figure appeared, the old man's somewhat dazed eyes had regained their former brilliance, but the scene before him, just like decades ago, still caused his sharp pupils to occasionally flash with chaotic images.
Those images haunted him his entire life and have become his nightmares for decades.
The old man felt fear, resentment, and regret towards everything in the nightmare, but what he felt deeper and purer was longing and envy.
I envy the immortal's pristine white robes, and yearn for the life-defying method of traversing the void...
Back then, he almost became a disciple of the immortals, almost became the inheritor of the Triple Rebirth Technique...
Yes, it was just a hair's breadth away. If that unruly boy had simply nodded, he wouldn't have become the "All-Sex Child Evil."
"Enough! I wonder which peer of yours is making fun of an old man like me?"
"Tempting the Three Corpses, silently disturbing one's primordial spirit—do the San Yi Sect actually resort to such sneak attacks?"
Regret welled up in the old man's heart, and the longing and envy it contained were about to burst forth, but the old man suddenly lowered his head, closed his eyes, and asked a question.
An invisible force field emanated from the old man's body, enveloping him and the lone wooden boat beneath him, protecting the old man's figure completely and not revealing a trace of it.
The force field merely protected the old man's body; it did not attempt to attack the young figure in mid-air, nor did it try to propel the lone wooden boat to escape on the sea.
Because the old man knew that his methods were useless and had no effect whatsoever in the face of the triple reversal of life.
He seemed to know very well about this triple rebirth that had never been witnessed by the world, and knew exactly what kind of abilities that illusory figure possessed.
Despite the old man's resigned attitude, with his head bowed and not daring to raise it, he still continued to mock her with a fierce but inwardly weak demeanor.
"Hmph, has that old man Lu Jin really turned the Trinity Sect into this mess?"
"Hehehe, the prestigious Lu family is nothing special."
As the rosy clouds dissipated, Lü Qian's figure, riding on auspicious clouds, was fully revealed. He quietly looked at the evil child of Quanxing, Li Muxuan, who had been constantly bullying him since his appearance.
He neither stopped the other's seemingly insane words nor interfered with the other's choices, but simply stood quietly on the high place, looking down at this self-deceiving old man.
This notorious child prodigy from the Quanxing Gang, who was infamous decades ago, actually understood everything and was fully aware of everything. He remained clear-headed and knew exactly what he was doing.
Such a person doesn't need guidance from others, and Lü Qian wasn't there to release this old scoundrel from Quanxing.
He's just acting on a whim now, wanting to see how this self-deceiving brat will react to his triple rebirth.
Should we continue to deceive ourselves, or make other choices?
While it is difficult to change one's nature, it is not impossible to change it. However, it seems that this wicked child has given up on the difficult path of changing his nature and chosen the easier path of going with the flow.
How utterly boring! Just as Lü Qian was lamenting Li Muxuan's abysmal acting skills, a brilliant idea suddenly flashed into his mind.
"Where's my phone?"
He pulled his phone out of his sleeve, checked the signal strength (there were still a few bars left), and a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face (imagine Talking Tom's smile).
"Hehehe...hehe...hehe..."
As the sea breeze blew, Li Muxuan's white hair and white robes, protected by his principles, fluttered in the wind, revealing a somewhat affected and fake sense of unbridled and unrestrained behavior.
The sarcastic and mocking words directed at Lu Jin and the San Yi Sect gradually faded away, leaving only a few malicious taunts. But soon, even those malicious taunts stopped the old man from laughing.
"You son of a bitch, is it fun watching me make a fool of myself? Wait, what you're holding is... a cell phone!?"
The silent standoff didn't even last a few breaths before Li Muxuan, as if he had gathered all his anger, broke free of his guard, raised his head, and unleashed a torrent of curses at Lü Qian in mid-air.
However, to the old man's surprise, what first caught his eye was not Lü Qian's face, but a cell phone flashing a light.
"Hey, don't stop, old man, keep laughing, let us see what 'troublemaker's tears' really means."
Lu Qian, holding his phone, strode toward the astonished Li Muxuan, taking in the entire expression on the screen. While adjusting the video call settings, he spoke.
"Master, you're the real expert when it comes to mobile phones. You can even adjust the video parameters and think of setting up a group call for live streaming."
"Hmph, this is nothing. I'll teach you a special skill in sound effects later, so you can use it to attract followers. Old Lu, where are you? Are you out of your mind from anger?"
"If you ask me, Lao Lu doesn't have time to deal with us right now. He's probably in a real hurry to jump into Tianjin Port and swim to Xiao Qian to arrest him."
On Lü Qian's palm-sized screen, familiar faces appeared one after another within a nine-square grid, including the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhou Meng of Wudang, Wang Ai and Lü Ci... The faces of the older generation filled Lü Qian's phone screen.
However, the screen in the very center of the box was black, with only the nickname displayed at the bottom: "[Lu Family - Lu Jin is currently on a call...]"
"Go to hell with you guys, do you think my jokes are funny?"
Just as Lü Qian was about to poke Lu Jin's call box to see if it was a network delay issue, a face with a pale complexion tinged with blood suddenly appeared.
"Hey, you Lu kid, turn off your phone! No, kick all these onlookers out of here! Kick them out!"
Within the central square, Lu Jin's face, which was distorted by the sun, was flushed crimson, making her originally pure and fair complexion look as if it had been coated with two thick layers of blush.
It's unclear who angered this splash of red—whether it was Li Muxuan, who had just made those outrageous remarks, or the older generation currently watching and gossiping.
"No, my dear grandson, please don't lock him up! I'll give you some pocket money right away!"