I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 127 - 125: The Cultivation Version of Cow Dung and a Fresh Flower

Glancing at Yang Ying, Wang Meng suddenly slapped his forehead. "I’m sorry, Senior Sister. Please forget what I just proposed. I wasn’t thinking straight..."

He’d really been an idiot just now. His original intention was to find someone outstanding enough to make Tian’Er give up on him. Yang Ying’s qualifications were more than enough, of course, but she was the number one beauty of the Holy Hall. Even if their relationship was fake, it would still affect her reputation. He and Zhang Xiaopang had gotten by for years with the attitude of ’I’m a rogue, what do I have to fear?’, but that didn’t mean everyone was like that. It would probably be better to ask Hu Jing for help.

"Okay." Yang Ying’s reply was rather unexpected. "I trust you. But I have a favor to ask in return. You must help me perfect the Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens and Green Fall Yellow Springs Sword Technique. Our agreement will last until the Grand Tournament is over. How about it?" she asked quietly.

"No problem." Wang Meng smiled, completely at ease. Yang Ying was doing him a huge favor. With her help, he figured Tian’Er would give up on him soon enough.

"I trust you. I’ll come find you in three days." After speaking, Yang Ying departed on her sword, leaving Wang Meng standing there in a daze.

’...So decisive!’

Having solved one problem, Wang Meng was in a great mood. He went back to work on his Pills. Golden Rhinoceros Xiaoben, meanwhile, was squatting by the door, sunbathing. However, it consciously kept its distance from the door. Heaven only knew when the next explosion would happen.

It was a very ordinary day. The disciples of the various Sub-Halls woke up as usual and performed their daily self-hypnosis. ’I’m the greatest in the world! I’m definitely going to be awesome! I’ll have wives and concubines galore! A mountain of handsome men...’ Of course, that last part was what the female disciples were thinking.

But on this very ordinary day, something most extraordinary happened.

「Hengshan Peak」

A proud, ramrod-straight figure held a Giant Horse-Cutting Saber aloft. Behind him was a large character for "Wei" (威). Tang Wei was almost always the first person in Hengshan Hall to wake up. His hard work was something others didn’t see. He was the one who truly believed that effort could make one a king.

A Tiger-Hawk Messenger. One look at its flamboyant colors and you knew it was from Zhang Liang.

Tang Wei took the Talisman. This type of secret message Talisman had a special protocol. It was something Zhang Liang had prepared exclusively for the Seniors of the nine major Sub-Halls—exclusive, first-hand information.

Zhang Liang knew how to handle people. He was well aware that no matter how arrogant he acted, he couldn’t afford to upset the Seniors.

In fact, due to some of his strategies, even Tang Wei was somewhat displeased with him.

But upon reading the secret message Talisman, Tang Wei’s Horse-Cutting Saber fell to the ground with a CLANG. This startled Shenn Tu and the others who appeared shortly after. They had followed Tang Wei for many years. This was a man who could die on his feet with a smile on his face. What could possibly make him lose his composure like this?

But Shenn Tu and the others didn’t dare approach. They knew very well how volatile Tang Wei could be at a time like this.

However, Tang Wei actually revealed a bitter smile, tinged with an indescribable emotion. "Yang Ying chose Wang Meng."

Instantly, Shenn Tu and the others were petrified. If it hadn’t been Tang Wei who said it, they would have definitely suspected there was something wrong with their ears.

’Wang Meng and Yang Ying? A couple? The Small Thousand World’s version of a beautiful flower on a pile of cow dung?’

The news reached the Hundred Herbs Hall. Qiao Qian had just taken a sip of reishi mushroom soup when he sprayed it all over a subordinate’s face. He spat out two words, "Holy shit!"

Jia Shidao was grooming his beloved Thunder Beast, a daily habit of his. The disciples of the Beast Hall all treated their Spirit Beasts as their other halves. But when he saw the news, he accidentally yanked out a tuft of fur, causing the pained Thunder Beast to leap up with a start.

Jia Shidao continued to stare blankly at the secret message Talisman. "That’s even possible?"

Song Zhong of Fire Cloud Hall had a slightly better reaction, as he believed romantic entanglements would affect one’s Cultivation. But even someone like him, who abstained from female company, was a little annoyed by this pairing. It was just too incongruous.

The news spread to Lingyin Hall. Mingren smilingly relayed the message to Li Tianyi, who was practicing his sword. Li Tianyi didn’t stop, only saying a single word: "Good."

Mingren laughed. "I’m afraid you’re the only one in the entire Holy Hall to say that. Everyone else probably wants to beat Wang Meng to death right now."

Li Tianyi was dismissive. "If he’s taken a liking to Yang Ying, then she’s the lucky one."

Li Tianyi couldn’t be bothered with such gossip and continued to practice his sword. He just hoped Wang Meng wouldn’t neglect his Cultivation, otherwise, he would be disappointed.

Watching the focused Li Tianyi, Mingren was very gratified and pleased. ’It seems nothing in this world can affect Li Tianyi’s heart for Cultivation anymore.’ He had already discussed this with his master. Ever since the day his Life Mark was born, Li Tianyi had never been serious about anything. He had even mastered the Nine Heavens Separation Fire Sword without much real effort.

’Just how strong is such a serious Li Tianyi?’ He was very much looking forward to finding out.

Gently closing the door, Mingren was actually a little worried for Wang Meng. ’He’s provoked a true king, but he himself seems to have relaxed.’

Liangyuan didn’t receive the news. He had taken a Pill and was in seclusion, an advantage only the Immortal Origin Hall possessed. He was determined to break through to the Twenty Layers, or even higher, at all costs. He had to let everyone know that he was the one who could defeat Li Tianyi. He had to redeem himself!

The second-in-command of Immortal Origin Hall received the news, but he merely glanced at it before tearing it up. He and Liangyuan had both suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Li Tianyi, which had become the greatest humiliation the Immortal Origin Hall had faced in a decade. He knew, in particular, that his Senior had been humiliated for his sake. Now, everyone in the Immortal Origin Hall had to walk with their heads down. The disciples of the entire Sub-Hall were being gossiped about because of them. They had to redeem themselves. Nothing and no one could be allowed to interfere with their Senior’s Cultivation, not even news about Yang Ying.

’A man can only think about other things once he’s standing tall!’

The message turned to ash in Ning Zhiquan’s hand. The number one cultivator of the Holy Hall’s younger generation simply revealed a faint smile. But as for what it meant, no one knew.

One person felt like banging his head against a wall. No matter how hard he racked his brains, Zhao Guang couldn’t understand how the world could become so devoid of principle. Wang Meng! Wang Meng! A guy like that had actually gotten Yang Ying, a woman that even he could only look up to from afar!

For a moment, he even wanted to leave this nonsensical place!

There was probably no news that could travel faster than this kind of gossip. In just one morning, all the Sub-Halls had gone into a frenzy.

Wang Meng again. It was always Wang Meng. That kid was too damn good at stirring up trouble. He had just turned the Hundred Treasures Hall Meeting upside down, and after only a few months of peace, he was at it again. And this time, he’d done something that made people want to strangle him.

Zhang Xiaojiang had just been lectured by Wan Jing for days on end. He had finally gotten some time to rest and was sleeping in. He was dreaming that he had achieved Great Success in a Divine Technique and was being lavished with praise by Wan Jing when his ear was yanked. He opened his eyes to the sight of an ample bosom.

"My dearest Meimei, let me sleep a little longer."

"You damn fatty, get your ass up and explain this to me right now!"

A Memory Talisman was thrown in front of Zhang Xiaojiang. Still drowsy, he blurted out, "Meimei, it had nothing to do with me! I didn’t go with Wang Meng to peek at the neighbor girl bathing! Ah, he dragged me there!"

"You damn fatty, who cares about your embarrassing little escapades! I’m asking you, what in the world is going on with Wang Meng and Yang Ying!"

"Who?" The moment he heard a beauty’s name, the fatty was instantly awake. Good food and beautiful women were the two Spiritual Medicines that could rouse him.

When he saw the contents of the Talisman, the fatty’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. He jumped straight out of bed. "Brother Meng, you’re my idol!"

But before the fatty could get too smug, Liuu Mei grabbed him. "I knew you two were cut from the same cloth, always eating from the bowl while staring at the pot! When did Wang Meng get together with Yang Ying? What about Tian’Er?!"

"Ow, ow, ow! Meimei, be gentle! You know me, I’m all talk. Sigh. I told you before, Brother Meng has high standards. His feelings for Tian’Er are just those of a senior toward his junior. There’s no romance involved. You just wouldn’t believe me," Zhang Xiaopang said with an innocent look on his face.

Liuu Mei glared at him fiercely, but couldn’t help but deflate. She stomped her foot hard. "What’s so good about that bastard Wang Meng? What is wrong with all these girls!"

Zhang Xiaopang puffed out his stomach proudly. "I’ve said it before, Brother Meng’s appeal is very broad. The only reason you’re not affected is because you have me, the only ultimate weapon in this world capable of resisting him."

"Get lost! Hmph. If anything happens to Tian’Er, I won’t let you two off!"

Liuu Mei was angry, but she also knew that you couldn’t force matters of the heart.

"Meimei, don’t be angry. These things depend on fate. We’ll do our best to console her. Actually, this might be a good thing. It’ll keep her from falling in any deeper. Besides, I think Senior Sister Ma only has a vague crush on Brother Meng," Zhang Xiaopang said seriously.

At times like this, Liuu Mei wouldn’t act willful. "Tian’Er is my good friend. She’s too kind. I really can’t bear to see her suffer at all. Sigh... but why did it have to be Yang Ying?"

’If I were a man, I’d probably choose Yang Ying too. She’s irresistible.’

Zhang Xiaopang was also truly at a loss. He never doubted that Brother Meng would be domineering wherever he went, but this time he had been truly ruthless. He had completely shown up all those self-important guys. ’What does it mean to be a badass? Brother Meng will show you! This is Meng! This is badass!’

’...Badass people raise bulls!’

Xiaoben was chewing on the Spirit Valley crops it had grown itself. This was the benefit of raising a Spirit Beast—it could be self-sufficient. Of course, only someone like Wang Meng would be willing to raise it free-range like this. Surprisingly, Xiaoben let out three sneezes in a row and looked around, bewildered. ’Who’s thinking about me?’

The outside world had exploded into chaos, and the Flying Phoenix Hall, which was comprised solely of girls, was practically boiling over.

Their impossibly picky Senior had finally made a choice, but how could she choose Wang Meng?

This Wang Meng was a little special, sure, but he was all flash and no substance. How could he compare to the other Seniors? Not to mention Brother Ning, he couldn’t even hold a candle to people like Mingren or Liangyuan. And on top of that, there was the noble-born, heaven-sent prodigy, Li Tianyi.

But Yang Ying, dressed in white, sat meditating in her Quiet Chamber, as if everything being said outside had nothing to do with her.

She knew full well what kind of waves this would create. In truth, Wang Meng’s proposal had been a bit tempting. She had always been troubled by the distractions her appearance caused. Wang Meng’s suggestion would allow her to focus on her Cultivation in peace. It gave her a real opportunity to display her strength, rather than relying on her looks.

’On the path of Cultivation, when you reach a dead end, you must change. With change comes a breakthrough. The trials of the mind are far more perilous and difficult. I want to know how far I can go.’

Youn Yuqing, Shurou, Wan Fanghua, and Gao Dandan were outside the Quiet Chamber. Although the four of them kept their voices down, they couldn’t help but argue heatedly.

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