82: return

Wang Xuan.

Wang Zhongshu.

These two met here.

This was definitely not Qin Chuan's unintentional doing, but rather his deliberate act.

Although Wang Xuan's 'Human Martial Saint' first-stage goal was complete, don't forget he still had two life goals.

Speculation about his background.

Taiyuan Wang.

To prevent similar 'filial piety' scenes from happening in the future, which are always a delight to witness.

Qin Chuan felt it was better to give a heads-up in advance.

After all, if they truly ended up opposing each other in the future, it would be a very difficult matter to handle.

It was better to seize this opportunity to meet.

To take a step back—they wouldn't fight at a master-disciple ceremony.

There couldn't be a better opportunity than this.

ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, it's a tangled mess that can't be cut or untangled.

Ultimately, Qin Chuan bore it all alone!

At this moment, in front of the Wang Manor.

As Wang Zhongshu and Wang Xuan looked at each other, Qin Chuan, in Chen Chuan's body, observed carefully from the side.

Upon closer inspection, there was indeed some resemblance between their eyebrows and eyes!

This could definitely not be explained away by simply saying they both shared the surname 'Wang'.

But the problem was, Qin Chuan had previously subtly inquired with the Wang Manor's butler and others.

The answer he received was consistent: Wang Zhongshu had never married, let alone had a son.

As for whether it might be a romantic entanglement from his youth, the probability was also low.

These old servants had all been with Wang Zhongshu for decades.

So...

Just as Qin Chuan was thinking, the two finally averted their gaze.

Wang Zhongshu: "Wen Yuan has arrived. This must be your friend, right? Come in."

With that, he motioned for the two to enter.

This...

The two people (?) at the entrance exchanged glances, and the same thought surfaced in their minds.

—So simple?

Or rather, he had guessed wrong, and Wang Zhongshu and Wang Xuan had no relation whatsoever.

If that were the case...

Never mind, this matter could be slowly understood later.

For now—let's proceed with the master-disciple ceremony!

As Qin Chuan and Wang Xuan entered, today's master-disciple ceremony officially began.

Entering the prepared venue, Wang Zhongshu and Qin Chuan separated according to etiquette.

The gazes of the surrounding people were strange.

Logically speaking, being able to become a disciple of Wang Zhongshu, the leader of the world's literary Dao, should be an enviable matter.

But due to Wang Zhongshu's unique nature, the outcome was neither entirely good nor bad.

Even so, from the eyes of those observing the ceremony, one could still see envy.

Since ancient times, masters chose disciples, but why shouldn't disciples also choose masters?

—They weren't envying Chen Wen Yuan for having a good master, but rather envying Wang Zhongshu for taking a good disciple.

After all, Chen Wen Yuan's name was simply too well-known.

Skipping their idle chatter, the master-disciple ceremony officially began.

Though it sounds complex, it was still the same old three steps.

First, paying respects to the Ancestor, who founded the literary Dao of this world.

This Ancestor had left neither a name nor a face.

Qin Chuan had once wondered why this was so, but now it seemed clear.

—This Ancestor was likely not a person from the Da Zhou World at all, but someone left behind from a previous era.

Thus, its loss was not surprising.

The second step was to offer tea to the master and perform three kowtows.

—Originally, the master and mistress would be seated, but without a mistress, it was naturally just Wang Zhongshu alone.

Presenting the disciple's formal submission and the six-part tuition.

As for the three kowtows, Qin Chuan felt no awkwardness in his heart.

As the saying goes, 'Parents give birth to me, teachers instruct me'.

Without saying more, just for all that Wang Zhongshu had done for him, calling him 'Master' was not an overstatement!

After this was completed, they moved to the third and final step.

The admonition.

Normally, this was when the master would announce the family rules, instruct the disciple to live cleanly, and focus on their studies.

But this time, it was different.

Wang Zhongshu slowly rose from the grand armchair, nodded to Qin Chuan, and then shifted his gaze to the guests in the hall.

"My disciple is young, and it's inevitable for him to have a youthful spirit and speak impulsively. If he offends any of you in the future... please bear with it!"

Qin Chuan: ???

Is that a human thing to say?

This was the first time Qin Chuan had seen someone threaten guests at a master-disciple ceremony!

Moreover, Wang Zhongshu hadn't finished speaking; he continued:

"...If you truly can't get over it, you can come find me, but please remember—my disciple, Wang Zhongshu's disciple, can only be taught by me, Wang Zhongshu."

"If there are any who are tactless, I can personally visit to let you know what is called 'Heaven-Man Unity'...."

"Cough, Teacher."

Qin Chuan lightly coughed, interrupting his teacher's process of laying down threats.

Wang Zhongshu glanced at him, then smiled and stopped speaking.

It was that glance that made Qin Chuan quickly make a judgment—

Wang Zhongshu, in saying these words, was not speaking without thinking.

He was absolutely deliberate!

These words were meant for the guests, and also for Qin Chuan himself.

Absurd!

Having clarified this point, Qin Chuan felt quite incredible.

This Wang Zhongshu truly had confidence in himself!

He... genuinely wasn't worried about raising a profligate son?

Speechless for a moment, Qin Chuan could only sigh and continue the master-disciple ceremony.

Unfortunately, the subsequent process was somewhat uninteresting.

Nothing more than congratulations and small talk.

Among them, what made him happiest was undoubtedly receiving gifts.

The only minor drawback was—

Right until the end, he didn't get to see Inspector dance.

Several days later, in the Chen Manor.

Qin Chuan had prepared everything and set up the logic for his return.

"Return!"

[Calculating rewards for this reincarnation...]

[Life Goal 'Sage Teacher' (Chen Chuan) Stage Two, achieved!]

[Life Goal 'Human Martial Saint' (Wang Xuan) Stage One, achieved!]

[Congratulations, player, you have received the following rewards—]

[Strength +20]

[Agility +20]

[Constitution +20]

[Skills: Haoran Righteousness (Level 3), Formless Sword (Level 2), Master of All Weapons (Inherent)]

[Special Items: None.]

(Note: Insufficient special items detected, automatically drawing one talent bloodline.)

[Talent (Additional): Qilin Bloodline (Ice)]

—[One reincarnation tip per day, welcome to play the Reincarnation Simulator again.]

Bug exploit, successful again!

Closing and opening his eyes, the light and shadow before him suddenly changed!

In a deserted street in Jinling, a stray cat in front was startled by Qin Chuan's sudden appearance, instantly bristling and fleeing.

Listening to the roar of cars and looking at the neon lights of distant tall buildings, he felt a sense of being in another world.

Soon, he shook this thought out of his mind.

—This reincarnation lasted for over half a year; he had to confirm how much time had passed in reality!

Taking out his real-world items, Qin Chuan pulled out his phone.

He quickly got the answer.

Two weeks!

Had the time flow between the two worlds changed again?

Qin Chuan quickly found the change in the timeline through the Reincarnation Simulator.

—Ten times!

In other words, one day in the Main World now only corresponded to ten days in Great Zhou.

This...

"A storm is coming, I wonder if it's good or bad..."

Just as he sighed, one of the items he had just taken out suddenly made a faint movement.

Qin Chuan looked down—

It was precisely the phone the Dawn Guard had given him earlier.