txolops Chapter 135 Want to go and die?
Chapter 135 Want to go and die?
Lin Xuan stared at Tan De, scrutinizing him carefully.
Just as Tan De spoke, Lin Xuan heard a system notification.
【LV1·Mortal Tan De (Can be taken as a disciple)】
This character has specific tasks; completing them will increase their 'potential'.
Lin Xuan knew that this was a random task.
These NPCs who can be taken as disciples actually have hidden level caps, which are usually not very high.
Those characters with extremely high level caps either have special background settings, belong to elite characters, and are watched by all top players.
They are either Easter egg characters, from some famous novels, who seem ordinary, but often say things like "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river".
These lines were also seen as coded messages, proving that this character was not simple.
"This Tan De can't even say 'Don't underestimate a young man's potential,' so he definitely doesn't belong to the latter category. Even if he completes the exclusive mission, his level cap won't increase much."
Lin Xuan remained silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly, not taking the matter to heart. He waved to the three of them and said:
Are you coming or not?
Before the old Taoist priest could speak, martial arts master Wen Yong couldn't hold back any longer and angrily said:
"You took advantage of my momentary lapse in concentration to launch a sneak attack, and you're actually feeling smug about it?"
He shoved the old Taoist priest aside and threw another punch at Lin Xuan.
However, he still hadn't recovered and his steps were unsteady.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and shook his head, saying, "Since you're unwilling to leave, then forget it. I've recently mastered the Clone Technique; I'll let you try it out."
As he spoke, Lin Xuan beckoned, and his clone walked over from a distance, leaving watermarks on the ground with each step.
After walking several dozen steps, his figure seemed to shrink a few inches.
In Lin Xuan's eyes, a progress bar also appeared above the clone's head.
【Durability: 99/100】
Lin Xuan had learned the "method of creating clones" in his previous life, so he was not surprised by this.
But everyone else who saw this was so surprised that they covered their mouths in astonishment.
Mingxin glared and exclaimed, "Mingyue, you... Master just passed on the technique to you, how did you learn it already?"
Although he had already started cursing Qingyangzi as an old codger in his mind, he was extremely surprised at this moment and still used the name that was most comfortable to say.
The other fellow disciples around him were in the same boat, all staring at the clone in disbelief.
The middle-aged Taoist priest who had stepped forward to stop the old Taoist priest looked bewildered and muttered:
"Could it be that Mingyue is Master's illegitimate son, and Master secretly passed on this skill to him long ago?"
He wasn't the only one with this guess; many disciples also had the same idea and carefully examined Lin Xuan.
If this is true, then many things become easier to explain.
However, they quickly shook their heads, as Lin Xuan's appearance was completely different from Qing Yangzi's.
Moreover, they also knew that although their master was greedy for money, he was not lecherous.
Besides, even if Lin Xuanzhen is an illegitimate child, so what if Qingyangzi just openly takes him over?
"That's really strange!"
Of all the people present, Mingxin was the most shocked. He knew very well that Lin Xuan was not Qingyangzi's illegitimate son.
Mingxin would even believe if someone said they had a grudge against each other.
Otherwise, Qingyangzi wouldn't have tricked Lin Xuan.
"Could it be that my junior brother is a genius?" Mingxin hesitated.
If the disciples of the Taoist temple still had time to think, Wen Yong just wanted to slap himself twice.
In Lin Xuan's eyes, his clone was not very useful. Not only was it weak, but it also had durability. Even if he left it untouched, it would dissipate automatically after a while.
However, for Wen Yong, this clone was ridiculously powerful.
Every punch and kick contained immense force, and within a few moves, he was beaten black and blue, crying for his parents.
Wen Yong shouted:
"Ke Cong, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and help!"
Old Dao Ke Cong was furious when he heard this. "You brought this trouble upon yourself, and now you want to drag me into it?"
He pursed his lips, backed away, and faced Lin Xuan directly.
It wasn't that he had any special hobbies, but rather that he was worried Lin Xuan wouldn't let him go, treating him as Wen Yong's accomplice and wanting to eliminate him completely.
Even though Lin Xuan didn't look at him, the old Taoist didn't dare to be careless. His body shimmered with golden light as he used his protective technique once again.
He only breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the entrance of the Taoist temple, then turned and ran away.
There were quite a few people standing outside the Taoist temple, most of them dressed as martial artists, and they reeked of blood; they were a group of bandits from outside the city.
These people formed their own faction, occupied a large area, and carried various weapons, making it look as if they could storm into the Taoist temple at any moment.
The remaining half were dressed in all sorts of outfits, a real mixed bag.
Upon seeing the old Taoist priest rush out, they immediately stepped forward, blocking his path, and asked him all at once:
"Senior, have you already killed Qingyangzi?"
Two more martial artists stepped forward, raising their voices, "Where's my boss? Why didn't he come out with you?"
It turns out that the martial arts master Wen Yong was the leader of these bandits.
Upon hearing this, Ke Cong instinctively sneered, wanting to offer an explanation.
But then he quickly remembered something, glanced back worriedly, and dared not say another word. He simply left a sentence behind, then rushed out of the crowd and drifted away.
"Who cares if your boss lives or dies! If you want to die, go in and see for yourselves!"
Ke Cong walked very fast.
Several bandits tried to stop him, but as soon as they got close, they saw the old Taoist priest shimmering with golden light, and a suit of armor appeared out of thin air.
Boom!
The bandits were thrown back as if by a powerful beast, only stopping when they crashed into other bandits.
The other bandits dared not act rashly, knowing that Ke Cong was very powerful, and watched him leave.
Only after Lao Dao Ke Cong's figure had completely disappeared did the bandits dare to speak.
"What exactly does that old bastard mean?"
"Even if he joins forces with our king, they can't defeat that Qingyangzi?"
"That can't be right. Even if Qingyangzi really has some trump card up his sleeve, that old bastard should have called us in to help. But the way he looked just now, he seemed terrified!"
There were many conflicting accounts among the bandits, and no conclusion was reached.
The others nodded, unable to understand what had happened.
Surprisingly, someone froze, staring at the entrance of the Taoist temple, tugging at their companion, and said, "Look!"
"What are you looking at?" His companion frowned, but followed his gaze and was also stunned.
Lin Xuan's clone dragged Wen Yong's corpse out of the Taoist temple, like dragging a dead dog.
A thick trail of water remained behind it.
Upon reaching the doorway, the clone threw the corpse out, where it hit the ground with a dull thud.
Then the clone itself disintegrated, turning into a large puddle of clear water.
This commotion drew everyone's attention. They looked over, staring at Wen Yong's corpse, speechless for a long time.
Even those who weren't bandits felt a lingering fear.
It turns out the old Taoist priest wasn't lying to them!
Wen Yong was a very famous mountain bandit, and yet he died just like that!
"Could it be that Qingyangzi is truly powerful, and was merely feigning weakness to deceive others?"
"No, we can't mess with this place!"
These people swallowed hard and retreated silently, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word.
The bandits were equally afraid, but they were caught in a dilemma.
I wanted to run away, but it would be very embarrassing to just leave like that.
After several breaths, a clever bandit jumped out, lifted Wen Yong's body, and shouted:
"Let's go hold a funeral for the king first, and then we'll get our revenge on these bastards!"
The remaining bandits breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly, "That makes sense!"
Then he followed the clever bandit and ran out of the city.
Inside the Taoist temple, Mingxin steals a glance outwards.
Not long ago, Lin Xuan's clone killed Wen Yong with a single punch and then dragged the corpse away.
The others and the servants were still in shock, but Mingxin was shrewd and knew there must be enemies outside, so she secretly followed to find out what was going on.
Seeing that all the bandits outside had been scared away, he patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and happily ran back to Lin Xuan.
At this moment, he dared not act as the senior disciple anymore, and said in a humble voice, "Master, everyone outside has run away."
Lin Xuan sat upright in the chair and nodded casually.
Seeing this, Mingxin tried to make conversation by saying, "Our city lord is really incompetent! It's one thing to collect city fees normally, but he's utterly useless when it really matters."
"They actually let so many bandits into the city! Humph!"
Lin Xuan remained silent.
Mingxin, feeling helpless, pointed at Tan De and asked:
"Master, what should we do with this brat? I think he's the one who brought these enemies here!"
Tan De, who was already kneeling on the ground, immediately protested his innocence upon hearing this.
"Senior brother, don't listen to his nonsense! How could I possibly attract two seniors... Bah, how could I possibly attract those two thieves?"
"They sneaked in this morning and stopped me after the apprenticeship ceremony, interrogating me. I had no choice but to lead the way for them!"
Mingxin sneered, "Hmph, who knows if what you're saying is true or false?"
At this moment, Lin Xuan finally spoke:
"I think he's telling the truth."
Since Lin Xuan had spoken, Mingxin dared not say another word and repeatedly said, "What the Abbot said makes sense."
Lin Xuan ignored him and stared at Tan De.
At that moment, the name above Tedros's head changed color slightly.
It changed from white to green.
[Mission complete; this character's 'potential' slightly increased.]
"It's just a regular card, as expected."
Lin Xuan secretly curled his lip and casually said, "Tan De, since it was an unintentional mistake, I won't punish you."
"I see you have extraordinary potential and would like to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
Tan De was filled with disbelief, never expecting that Lin Xuan would not only not punish him, but would also be willing to take him as a disciple.
Although Lin Xuan appeared to be young, he was very strong. He killed Wen Yong with just one clone.
He quickly regained his senses and knelt down to kowtow.
"This disciple is willing!"
[Ding! Congratulations on accepting 'Tande' as your disciple]
Lin Xuan nodded, really wanting to give Tan De three flicks on the head.
But he held back.
He is not Bodhi Patriarch, and Tan De is not Sun Wukong; they simply cannot understand what he means.
Besides, even if Tan De really understood it, he wouldn't bother teaching any techniques in the middle of the night.
Lin Xuan stood up, turned around, and walked outside.
Seeing this, Mingxin hurriedly chased after him, hesitating to speak the whole way, her face flushed with anxiety, not knowing how to start the conversation.
When Lin Xuan reached the door of her dwelling, Mingxin finally couldn't help but ask, "Master, did you already know that Qingyangzi had run away?"