133: Mental Journey

The next morning, Immortal Fire went out to Cultivate.

She still had so many Martial Arts to Cultivate; she had barely managed to get a foothold in the Yangming Heavenly Book, and the Legacy of the Heavenly Rainbow Martial Emperor was truly difficult to grasp, with high Cultivation difficulty but also high power. However, the resilience Immortal Fire now possessed allowed her to scoff at any difficulty.

Xiao Fan, on the other hand, sat in the clean, tidy bedroom, holding Little Ding Dong in one hand and a thick ancient book in the other. These were all knowledge he could only access after arriving in the Imperial Capital.

All the knowledge he had learned before was too superficial; a small place was just a small place, without even slightly powerful books.

The warm sunlight shone through the bright glass window, illuminating Xiao Fan’s sharp, defined face. In the past six months, he had also grown, his gaze becoming more mature.

Suddenly, a ringing sound broke Xiao Fan’s pleasant moment. He frowned, thinking, 'Could it be someone from the Zhuge family coming to find me?' Wang Qingtian and Ling Tianlei wouldn't come so early either.

He impatiently put down the book in his hand and walked towards the large iron gate. The figure standing outside was somewhat unexpected, and a hint of surprise appeared in Xiao Fan’s eyes.

“You are… a descendant of Confucius?”

Kong Fangxiang was not wearing his battle clothes; instead, he wore a white robe, stood upright, and had gentle eyes, exuding a strong scholarly aura.

He nodded very politely and then smiled, “I apologize, Mr. Xiao Fan, for suddenly disturbing you. It’s quite presumptuous.”

“No worries, no worries.” Xiao Fan shook his head. Talking to such a cultured and polite person was inherently a pleasure, and his mood immediately brightened.

“I came to find Brother Tianming. Brother Tianming and I are half-friends. I heard he seems to have encountered some difficulties, so I came to help him.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan nodded slightly, about to welcome this descendant of Confucius inside.

But suddenly, his phone rang. He looked down and saw it was Zhuge Tianming’s call.

He frowned as he answered, hearing Zhuge Tianming say faintly, “Tell him I’m not here. Don’t let him in.”

Xiao Fan felt a bit strange but didn’t ask further.

“I’m sorry, but Zhuge Tianming isn’t at my house right now.” Xiao Fan said with a slight hint of apology in his smile.

This confused Kong Fangxiang, as everyone now knew that Zhuge Tianming had been taken away by Xiao Fan.

“Does Brother Tianming not wish to see me?” Kong Fangxiang couldn’t help but ask.

“No, you misunderstood. Zhuge Tianming really isn’t here with me. His injuries were too severe, so he moved his residence.” Xiao Fan’s ability to lie had long reached its peak, making him impeccable.

“Well… alright then.” Kong Fangxiang originally wanted to ask where he had moved, but he felt awkward asking Xiao Fan, someone with whom he had no prior acquaintance, for such a favor.

He would just have to investigate himself.

Xiao Fan watched Kong Fangxiang leave, and after closing the gate, he was immediately filled with doubt.

Do these two have some kind of conflict?

No way?

It’s hard for someone as cultured and refined as Kong Fangxiang to get into conflicts with others, right? Moreover, he came to help Zhuge Tianming.

Returning to the villa, Zhuge Tianming stood at the staircase, sighing, “I can’t tell him about stealing the Eight Gates Formation.”

“He’s too pedantic.”

“What do you mean?” Xiao Fan raised an eyebrow.

Zhuge Tianming said helplessly, “He… if he knew I was going to retaliate against my parents, he would definitely stop me at all costs.”

“In his eyes, retaliating against one’s Family is something that should absolutely never happen.”

“If one were to do such a thing, it would be equivalent to abandoning all one’s propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame. One would no longer be human, but rather an ignorant and rude beast.”

Xiao Fan immediately understood but then curiously asked, “Then how did he come to know you?”

Zhuge Tianming shrugged, saying, “He said his father told him to be friends with me, but I never told him anything about my Family matters. In his words, it’s a gentleman’s friendship, as bland as water.”

“Oh, and I have another question. Is your Zhuge family… very poor?” Xiao Fan asked the last three words curiously.

He didn't understand why such a prominent Family would rely on Zhuge Tianming’s popularity to earn money.

Zhuge Tianming, however, shook his head, saying, “The Zhuge family has actually always been very poor. From ancient times to the present, our ancestral teachings have required us to be upright and incorruptible, to keep our hands clean, and never allow anyone in the Family to engage in business. It is said that a certain distant Old Ancestor once calculated that our Zhuge family is destined to be without wealth, unable to hold onto it, and that touching wealth would lead to death.”

“Moreover, they stopped caring long ago. It doesn’t matter if a super Genius emerges in the Family; they only care if the red wine they drink tonight is expensive enough.”

At this point, Zhuge Tianming seemed unwilling to continue on this topic and suddenly changed the subject.

“Xiao Fan, you were at it for four hours last night?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan proudly raised his head and said, “Am I not awesome, bro?”

Zhuge Tianming was stunned. He was actually testing Xiao Fan, telling him, 'I can know many things about you, even very private ones.'

He wanted to know if Xiao Fan would distance himself, like his own parents, fearing the exposure of secrets or something.

But the result was that not only did he not, he even started to brag about himself?

My goodness… this person is so outrageous!

Xiao Fan, however, didn’t care. A gentleman is open and frank. He didn’t think there was anything he did that couldn’t be spoken of. If he dared to do it, he dared to let people talk about it!

Moreover, something like four hours in one night is clearly a super strong advantage, isn't it?

He suggested it be widely publicized!

Time passed by minute by minute.

The Zhuge family naturally knew that Zhuge Tianming was livestreaming, but what exactly was he going to say?

What did he want to do?

The Family Head, Zhuge Yingyao, who was Zhuge Tianming’s father, grew increasingly panicked and wanted to bring Zhuge Tianming back.

But the Demon War God was like a madman, wearing flip-flops, sitting opposite the Zhuge family’s main gate, picking at his foot calluses, and even smelling them afterward—extremely lewd and perverted!

And whenever someone from the Zhuge family went out, he would say, “Don’t go looking for my son-in-law, or I’ll beat you.”

Negotiations were useless. Zhuge Yingyao wanted to have a good talk with Lin Wugui, but Lin Wugui directly flicked a piece of foot callus onto his face and said impatiently, “Get lost, I don’t want to see you, you trash!”

He was impervious to both soft and hard tactics, making people really wonder if Lin Wugui’s brain was malfunctioning? Was it waterlogged?

Why are you holding Zhuge Tianming?

What use is Zhuge Tianming to you?

It was truly incomprehensible!

The Zhuge family had no idea that their Eight Gates Formation had already been sold by their own good son.

Finally, night fell. The Demon War God looked at the twinkling stars, yawned lazily, stretched, and suddenly, a piece of foot callus flew into his big mouth, causing him to gag, cursing, 'How disgusting.'

He quickly looked left and right, appearing serious and proper. Seeing no one around, he cleared his throat and put on a stern expression that would make anyone scared at first glance. However, those familiar with him knew that this guy must have been up to something shady again.

Finally, he checked the time on his watch. It was almost seven o’clock. He turned his head and saw four people walking side by side towards them: a small giant, a strong man, a normal person, and a sissy.

Lin Xianhuo had gone back to accompany Little Ding Dong. Later, the Demon War God planned to follow them himself. This was originally quite a loss of dignity for an elder to hang out with juniors, but the Demon War God himself didn't care, so Xiao Fan no longer stood on ceremony, accepting this super assistance gift package.

Lin Wugui stood up and walked to the side of the four, his arms crossed, inexplicably making him look like a bodyguard.

He couldn’t help but glance at Wang Qingtian, who quickly nodded respectfully, “Lord Demon War God.”

Ling Tianlei and Zhuge Tianming also quickly greeted him.

Lin Wugui nodded slightly, expressionless, but inwardly, he wondered, 'What did this kid from the Wang Family eat to grow so tall? Damn, he’s so tall, his aura is almost overshadowing mine!'

On the other side, the Zhuge family immediately noticed this scene as well.

Zhuge Zhou frowned, “What does this trash want to do?”

“Why bring Wang Qingtian, Ling Tianlei, and Xiao Fan here?”

Zhuge Yingyao snorted coldly and said, “Wouldn’t we know if we just went out and asked?”

At the main entrance, Zhuge Yingyao pushed the door open, a smile on his face, and said, “Tianming, you’ve finally decided to come home.”

“Are these three your good friends? And the Demon War God too?”

“Excellent, excellent. You have more and more friends. Come, let’s go inside and sit.”

Zhuge Tianming looked at his biological father, a smile on his face, but the smile inexplicably sent shivers down one’s spine.

His Storage Ring flashed, and a fully automated drone flew up. There was a small camera in the middle, and no matter how Zhuge Tianming moved, the center of the camera remained focused on Zhuge Tianming’s face.

“Tianming, what are you doing?” Zhuge Yingyao’s eyes darkened slightly, and the unease in his heart rose to its peak.

But Zhuge Tianming ignored him, looked down at his watch, and suddenly there was a “beep-beep” sound.

“It’s time!” He smiled contemptuously, then immediately opened the livestream. Millions of people instantly flooded in, and the number surged wildly.

Outside the screen, the world was quiet, with the faint chirping of fireflies. But inside the livestream, it had already exploded, with everyone eagerly anticipating what was about to happen.

Zhuge Tianming turned around, allowing the camera to capture both himself and Zhuge Yingyao. The father and son stood together, their handsome faces beaming with smiles, yet somehow it always felt a little eerie.

Zhuge Tianming’s voice was clear as he announced loudly, “Dear fans and friends, this is my father, Zhuge Yingyao, the current Family Head of the Zhuge family.”

“The reason I, Zhuge Tianming, am where I am today, a super Genius admired by all, is all thanks to my great father!”

“This livestream today is to tell everyone about my mental journey over the past decade, to bridge the gap between fans and celebrities!”