219: Master Sister's Teachings

Chapter 219: Shifu-jie's Teachings

Wu Xian and the others were not foolish; they naturally understood the meaning behind Cui Wenxuan’s words.

This world has always been complex.

Some people prefer to live on their knees, while others naturally prefer to live standing.

Or, due to circumstances and the oppression of the upper echelons, they are forced to live on their knees.

In a word: the common people have suffered under the upper echelons for too long; a single spark can start a prairie fire.

In the matter of resisting the upper echelons, you, these passionate young people, are not fighting alone.

As long as you dare to challenge, many like-minded people will lend you a hand from behind!

And for Wu Xian,

Even without today's events, he would still embark on the path of resisting the upper echelons.

After all, Old Master Wu Mingchang, and his Family in this life, were very likely harmed by the upper echelons.

“How many of you are there?” Wu Xian couldn't help but ask curiously.

Cui Wenxuan smiled but remained silent.

“Tsk~ Old people are all like this, they love to keep people in suspense,” Xue Lingling pouted unhappily, “Mayor Chen and Old Master Wang are also with you, right?”

“Wang Fengnian seems to be,” Cui Wenxuan mused, “But our Mayor… it’s hard to say.”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be curious: “What do you mean by that?”

“Logically, these politicians are likely to have backgrounds among the upper echelons. In fact, the current ruling framework was initially established by those people from the upper echelons,” Cui Wenxuan said, “But our Mayor Chen seems to be different, and even the entire Yaoyang City seems to be different.”

“Yaoyang City is different?” Wu Xian was puzzled.

It was understandable that Mayor Chen Shilong was hiding things, hiding secrets.

But what was this about Yaoyang City being different?

“I’m not entirely sure about the specifics,” Cui Wenxuan pondered, “But from what I understand, Yaoyang City has always been in a state of independent autonomy at the administrative level, and the Tianfeng Province has always been too lazy to bother with it.

Perhaps this is also why Yaoyang City’s economic development has never taken off?”

“Independent autonomy?”

Wu Xian and the others exchanged glances, secretly wondering.

“Now that you mention it, Junior also remembers,” Xue Zhengying’s gaze was reminiscent, “My grandfather’s generation seemed to have mentioned that our Xue Family moved to Yaoyang City precisely because of this point back then.”

“Ah? There’s such a thing?” Xue Lingling exclaimed, “How come I don’t know?”

Xue Zhengying smiled, “It wasn’t anything important anyway. I only heard my grandfather mention it by chance back then. After all, our Xue Family has been here for seven or eight hundred years, and we’ve long considered Yaoyang City our ancestral home.”

“It seems I need to re-evaluate our Mayor,” Xue Lingling mused… The matter came to a temporary close, but the Wang Family’s affairs were far from over.

To be honest, Wu Xian really wanted to quickly draw out those upper echelons now and see what they actually looked like.

Do they also have two shoulders supporting one head?

Returning to the Underworld Club, Cui Wenxuan was in high spirits, “I say, little Disciple-grandson, I’ve already helped you. Quickly tell me, what other ideas do you have for optimizing my Evil-Suppressing Immortal Master?”

“Ah?” Wu Xian was utterly confused.

“Didn’t you hint for me to go to the outpost to help?” Cui Wenxuan said displeased.

Wu Xian’s expression was strange, and he gradually understood a little. No wonder Cui Wenxuan inexplicably ran to the outpost to help; so that was what it was all about.

He had to admit, Chairman Cui had quite a lot of Comprehension Ability.

Although his “comprehension” was a bit off, and the process wasn’t quite right, the result was indeed correct.

Especially that bite from the “evil dog.”

“Well…” Wu Xian pretended to be in deep thought, feigning contemplation, “The word ‘Immortal’ is fine; the style fits quite well. It’s just that your interpretation of the word ‘Immortal’ doesn’t feel quite up to par.

Also, your conception of the power attribute doesn’t seem quite right.

How should I put it?”

As he spoke, he summoned Lord of the Sun Star as an example, “You can refer to the attribute characteristics of Junior’s scroll. Perhaps it would be a better fit for the Evil-Suppressing Immortal Master.”

“Fire attribute?” Cui Wenxuan was puzzled.

“No, not just the fire attribute, but a pure Yang attribute from the sun. Junior calls it Pure Yang,” Wu Xian explained, “Or you can simply understand it as an attribute that corresponds to the Yin Qi of undead souls.”

“Pure Yang?” Cui Wenxuan was deep in thought.

He carefully sensed the unique attribute power of Lord of the Sun Star, seeming to gain some enlightenment.

Then he left the Club, muttering to himself.

Wu Xian, on the other hand, was sternly dragged by Shifu-jie to the Chairman’s private chambers.

“What are Shifu-jie’s instructions?” Wu Xian was utterly bewildered.

Xue Lingling huffed, pulling out the finalized draft of the Manjusaka design, “Come on, tell me, what’s going on with this new work of yours?”

“Uh,” Wu Xian immediately felt awkward, “Didn’t I give it to the network department? How did it get into your hands?”

“You still have the nerve to ask?” Xue Lingling glared fiercely at Wu Xian, “You’re infringing on Master’s portrait rights, do you understand? Do you know how expensive Master’s endorsement fees are now? Is this a scroll that can be released so casually?”

Wu Xian was awkwardly silent.

“Sigh~” Xue Lingling let out a soft sigh, her maternal radiance overflowing, and she said sternly, “Adolescence, you know, is when young men are full of vigor and easily develop a vague fondness for the opposite sex, which is only natural. But you need to learn to correctly understand this feeling, instead of coming up with crooked ideas, do you hear me?”

She thought that her obedient Disciple had no father or mother since childhood, relying on his grandfather, so it was normal for him to have some deficiencies in this area.

Poor obedient Disciple.

As the saying goes, ‘A Master for a day, a mother for life.’ As his Master, she had to make up for his education in this area.

At least in this matter, she finally felt a strong sense of presence in being a Master.

Little did she know, Wu Xian at this moment was already utterly thunderstruck.

Shifu-jie… was giving him an education in *that* area!

Did he, a married man from his previous life, need a twenty-something girl to educate him on this?

“You are right, Disciple will definitely reflect on himself properly.”

Wu Xian could only pretend to be an obedient child who had been taught, as he was only eighteen years old now.

But then again, do Manjusaka and Shifu-jie really look alike?

“A teachable child,” Xue Lingling looked very accomplished, “I remember Third Uncle was quite knowledgeable in this area when he was young. I’ll have Third Uncle take you to see the world later, so you don’t go astray.”

“No, no, no, I’ll just reflect on myself,” Wu Xian said, laughing helplessly.

Listening to Shifu-jie, it seemed Third Master Xue was quite a player in his youth!

“Alright,” Xue Lingling pouted and smiled, “As for this new work of yours, Master will keep it safe for you. You can never sell it to anyone else, do you hear me?”

“Okay, okay.”

“Why are you still standing there? Get to it!” Xue Lingling said impatiently, “You really are something, kid. Of all people to draw, you had to draw Master. But the name Manjusaka is quite good.”

Wu Xian awkwardly began to create the official authorization for [Manjusaka] on the spot.

It seemed the plan to use Manjusaka against plant-type was out the window, but fortunately, he still had other ideas, so there was no need to be fixated on countermeasures at the Undead System level.

Xue Lingling watched with great interest from the side, seemingly quite satisfied with the image of Manjusaka.

And as Wu Xian was drawing, he couldn't help but curiously inquire with Shifu-jie, “Speaking of which, when did you first experience the stirrings of love?”

“Never,” Xue Lingling said righteously, “From the day Master inherited the Legacy of her ancestors, she dedicated her youth to the Family.”

“…”

Wu Xian was a bit speechless but didn't ask further.

Thinking about it, it made sense. In a place like the Undead Dojo, where she was constantly ostracized, it would indeed be difficult for her to feel the stirrings of love.