novelraw Chapter 1302 - 656: Why Is This Groove’s Nirvana So Wicked!
Chapter 1302 - 656: Why Is This Groove’s Nirvana So Wicked!
"I'm so stupid, really."
In the afternoon, under the brilliant sunshine, Ji Jue slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at the sun outside the window as if he were a simpleton, drool and tears streaming down uncontrollably:
"I should have thought of it... I should have thought of it... I'm so stupid..."
Even after so many days, that grinning face still seemed imprinted on his retina, impossible to shake off.
Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the Heavenly Furnace grinning at him.
And when he opened them, he saw the moment the Juzi shed his disguise...
Heavenly Furnace! Heavenly Furnace! Heavenly Furnace!
Besides the Heavenly Furnace, it was the damn Heavenly Furnace again!!!
This Heavenly Furnace is like a wild ghost, once it clings to you, you can't shake it off!
Ji Jue even stomped on the table, grabbed that face, and pulled with all his might, but he just couldn't pull it off... until finally, he gave in, accepting the reality of that grin.
Marika is Radagon...
Who could possibly accept this?
The sky has fallen, hasn't it?
But how could he not accept it? Is there a more reasonable explanation... Otherwise, why would the teacher have been so entangled with Nirvana after breaking loose? And how could a teacher from the Ye Family and the Association know so much about the Mohists' inheritance?
Otherwise, why would that damned Heavenly Furnace have helped me conceal Lu Changsheng's identity from the very start?
Even the disguise, was all guided by that damned Heavenly Furnace!
Otherwise, how could someone as mighty as Juzi, the top terrorist of the world, who even sleeps in iron groin guards, expose his disguise so easily...
Looking at it this way, maybe I was targeted as fresh prey since the Mercury's Boundary Splitting Workshop!
At this moment, for the umpteenth time, Ji Jue once again felt the cruelty and indifference of fate... Where in the world do free breakfasts, lunches, dinners, and midnight snacks fall from the sky?
Every bowl of braised pork rice gifted by fate comes with a hidden price tag.
And ever since the beginning till now, Ji Jue, who always tried to distance himself from the Mohists, has already become the most orthodox Mohist in the world.
This isn't just boarding a pirate ship?
This is clearly being tied to the mast the moment you open your eyes, with no way to jump off!
Non-Attack Inheritance, Fluid Alchemy, further transmission and personal guidance of Juzi... Even if Ji Jue went to report to the Association, they would probably ask back: So, compared to the Mohists, what's lacking?
Oh, just a little more.
A small red ball, come on, put it on your nose quickly.
"I'm so stupid... I'm so stupid... really..."
Ji Jue once again tearfully slumped on the sofa, turning over, writhing like a maggot.
Sorry, a clown like me shouldn't exist under the sun, I'll just find a dark corner to fade away...
In the silence, the annoying sound of flipping the newspaper was heard.
On the sofa in the living room, Ye Xian impatiently lifted his gaze: "… How long has he been like this?"
"He's been like that since he came back yesterday."
After finishing her chips, Ye Chun sighed with a sniff, "Eating, sleeping, drooling... What kind of blow did he suffer? Even with little turtles drawn all over his face there's no reaction, if this keeps up, I might as well use your face to take out an online loan."
"I'm so stupid..."
Ji Jue writhed, writhing, with no reaction, forming an indescribable shape on the sofa, then being unceremoniously kicked aside by Ye Chun.
"Don't block the TV!"
Seeing Ji Jue in this state, she felt a surge of alertness, a premonition of her niche being encroached upon, even the chips in her mouth felt tasteless!
How dare you, an apprentice from a collateral branch, hog my sofa and spot?
Even this is up for contention?!
This is outrageous!
—Only one useless thing is allowed in this house, and that's me!
She really wanted to shout angrily 'Ji Jue, I'm the real waste here,' but feared this brat would retort with 'Ye Chun, you'll regret this!'
Mainly fearing the waste threshold in the house was too high, causing Auntie while cleaning to give herself a slap in passing...
Chickens can't finish pecking the rice, dogs can't finish eating the noodles, fire can't burn off the lock.
After drooling and crying, Ji Jue finally heaved a sigh in his daze, lifting his head to ask: "Teacher, did you know long ago?"
"Know what?"
Ye Xian lifted his eyes from behind the newspaper, looking over with a mocking sigh: "Does it make any difference if I knew?"
For so long, I've been exhorting you, warning again and again not to cause trouble, spoken all sorts of things, but you, this brat, manage to cause bigger and bigger stirs each time, living the mantra to jump into every pit with flair and skill... Now, you're telling me, teacher, I don't want to become Nirvana?
Look at all the things you've done!
From the Ancient Temple to the Forest Country, incident after incident, turn after turn, you've stubbornly made yourself the biggest threat to the world, even Lu Changsheng would shake his head, must haul away the Evil Cult overnight.
Even in death, how could one bear such a burden?
Aside from Nirvana, who else could handle such a mess?
If you hadn't broken free, I'd have wanted to clean house myself!
"It's pitiful, I'm so pitiful... I'm just too pitiful..."
Ji Jue once again rolled over, crying and shouting.
But upon seeing his teacher, he suddenly felt not so pitiful himself.
Although I don't understand the bizarre legacy of this sect's door-breaking, just think about it: you break with your teacher, burst out the door, join Nirvana, and then look up to find it's the same company, same boss, same face...
It's like the sky is falling!
Both mentor and student hit the same tree and suffered the same loss... Thinking about Jian Yuan far away in You Sui, you can only wonder what kind of legacy this lineage really is, something feels off!
"Alright, stop whining, it's annoying."
Ye Xian folded the newspaper, looked at him expressionlessly, got up from her chair, and pushed open the workshop door: "There's some time, so let's give you a lesson."
Let me, the teacher, see how much you've progressed."
"Huh?"
Ji Jue was stunned, instinctively uncomfortable: "No, teacher, I just got better, haven't done anything wrong, right?"
"Though if I wanted to find reasons, I could find a lot, but, to be honest, those are just excuses." Ye Xian suddenly smiled slightly: "So, don't misunderstand, I simply feel like beating you."
The Fusion Bomb, how it was thrown, none of my business, what happens to the White Country doesn't concern me either. But thanks to a student who only knows how to bark, I'll probably be laughed at by that old geezer for a long time again...
Just imagining that look of 'I won't say anything but you know what I mean' when we meet makes Ye Xian's fists harden.
Ji Jue's tears couldn't be stopped.
How is this Groove's Heavenly Furnace so wicked!
Yet, no matter how unwilling, upon hearing the long-lost Spiritual Defense Class, his heart inadvertently moved slightly, suddenly a bit curious and questioning about the gap between himself and the teacher.
The rebellious Ember seemed to stir a little.
Give it a try!
He hesitated a bit, gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and decided to try.
Then, he perished.
.
.
Ten minutes later, in the devastated underground space of the workshop, came Ye Chun's gleeful laughter.
She really enjoyed the view.
Ji Jue, beaten black and blue, fell on his back, gasping for air.
Across from him, Ye Xian wasn't even out of breath, didn't sweat, remained calm, and seemed even more relaxed than before.
No pressure at all.
No, the pressure she felt wasn't from Ji Jue at all, almost entirely self-imposed.
When the opponent is really too weak, restraining oneself from punching them out immediately and instead creating space for gradual development for the other party is really too troublesome.
And when Ji Jue won't be killed by a single punch, she can finally stretch a bit.
You can see, the speed is faster, the use of Non-Attack is more flexible, the Nine Forms with Zanlu brings more variety, and the bones and life are tougher.
Most importantly, the reaction and perception.
A wolf?
No, not just that, the style has changed too quickly.
Ye Xian keenly noticed the changes in Ji Jue and what might be hidden behind them...
Interesting!
"What's the matter? Is this all your progress?"
Ye Xian flicked her fingers, and the empty underground space transformed, countless floors and ceilings rising and falling, the environment changed once again into a wilderness-like scene.
Even rainwater drizzled down from the void.
"Come on, I'll give you a bit less limitation."
Ye Xian gestured: "Although the course doesn't allow creations to be used, this rule is mainly aimed at me as the teacher, no need to let that one watching over you be just an observer."
She paused, glanced at Ji Jue, sighed: "Hey, treating yourself as a creation, you're really something..."
"Huh? Isn't this not quite right?"
Ji Jue seemed stunned for a moment, as if about to say something, but immediately, amidst the roar, he flew into action. With the feel of blood and flesh gone, Rebirth Form emerged, fingers united like a blade, straight towards the teacher's face, a sneak attack!
But as expected, it didn't achieve anything.
Ye Xian knew what Ji Jue, this rascal, would say as soon as he opened his mouth. Besides, she wasn't worried, as long as it's from the standpoint of real combat, then anything goes.
The speed was faster, transition more seamless, but unfortunately, not enough!
Back when electrifying Zanlu surged silently in Ji Jue's body, Ye Xian had already sensed it, now casually swinging her hand.
Elbow slightly turned, short-bridged arm, easily diverting Ji Jue's Jing Zhen strike aside, while following his momentum, raised elbow flowing like water, punched towards Ji Jue's open center.
Seemingly calm, yet hands dealt ruthlessly.
Aiming for the heart, or should we say, the crucial engine at this moment!
Boom!
Ji Jue, using arm movement to deflect, spun weirdly in mid-air, another hand hidden behind revealed the dagger, Pan Ying, Chun Jun, Zanlu's brilliance burst between five fingers.
Without hesitation, opposing it point-for-point, chopped towards Ye Xian's advancing hand!
The same Jing Zhen!
Even surpassing the previous strike, with no reservations, attack for attack!
Come on, teacher!
Let me see the gap between your Jing Zhen and mine!