Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 285 Men in Black

Those who pass by the Seeking the Way twice without being invited often stray from the ocean of knowledge.

Back in her courtyard, she suddenly had an inspiration to write a book. She set up the inkstone and ground the ink, but before the tip of the brush could even fully soak in the ink, her mind stirred slightly.

He immediately put down his pen.

"Come out and talk."

A figure suddenly appeared, dressed in black with a black hat that obscured his face, making it difficult to probe with divine sense.

The guests did not sit down.

She lowered her voice and asked, "Is theft truly possible?"

Zhu Wuyao smiled and said:

"If I say it's impossible, would you believe me?"

The man in black opposite seemed to raise his eyes slightly, and the room fell silent for a moment.

If they believed there was no theft, why would they come to visit?

Moreover... the growth trajectories of Zhu Wuyao and Shen Xun in the Star-Picking Tower are not exactly a secret. Shen Xun's rise to prominence occurred precisely after Zhu Wuyao left the Star-Picking Tower and disappeared without a trace.

The man in black cut to the chase and asked:

Is there any empirical evidence?

"What do you think?"

Zhu Wuyao remained calm and composed, maintaining control without rushing to promote himself.

As soon as she returned to the courtyard, this person rushed over to ask if it was true or not, not even worried about being seen by others, probably because she urgently needed it and he would be even more anxious than she was.

Of course, it's also possible that they were sent by Zhaixinglou to test him, which is why Zhu Wuyao responded to every word and left no room for criticism.

Zhu Wuyao gave it another push and asked:

Who have you taken a fancy to?

"Gu Yiguan".

Upon hearing this name, Zhu Wuyao almost lost control of her expression. She raised her hand and said:

"Walk slowly without sending."

Although she had no ability to steal anything.

This matter will not be taken seriously.

However, Senior Sister Gu's talent is exceptionally strong, and her strength is formidable. It would be suspicious if she agreed without hesitation.

as predicted.

The man in black paused for a moment, then continued to ask:

"what do you want."

"I want world peace, I want the cultivation world to be free of conspiracies and scheming, and I want all fellow cultivators to sit together happily and discuss scriptures and doctrines."

"Are you kidding me?"

Zhu Wuyao scoffed and said:

"This senior sister or junior sister, you're playing me. I can see everything here, but you're trying to hide it. Are you trying to get something on me to blackmail me?"

"You need to think this through: the foundation of cooperation is honesty."

The man in black fell silent again.

Then, he slowly took off his hood.

Zhu Wuyao raised an eyebrow, seemingly somewhat surprised. No wonder the voice sounded vaguely familiar. She asked—

"Senior Sister Fengchen, you already have a fire spirit root, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

That's a bit greedy, isn't it?

However, it is normal for cultivators to constantly pursue stronger cultivation levels.

But the returns are clearly disproportionate to the risks.

"Since there is a stronger opportunity, of course we can't miss it. I don't think stealing is an unforgivable crime."

"The struggle for the Great Dao is essentially about seizing the creation of heaven and earth and competing with others for opportunities."

"If I can go further, why should I stop?"

That's truly standard thinking in the cultivation world.

Zhu Wuyao sat on the couch, propped up one leg, and looked down at the blank Xuan paper in front of her. She neither appreciated nor disliked this idea; she was just somewhat disinterested.

Seeing the dust in front of me, I can't help but think of Tang Xin.

In contrast, she seemed more willing to meet the little girl's disappointed gaze than to sit here and calmly discuss these matters.

She couldn't pinpoint the source of this profound sense of boredom.

In the world of cultivation, goodness survives in the cracks, like fireworks in broad daylight, seemingly possessing its own unique brilliance, but not as dazzling as one might imagine.

Then, being together becomes tasteless, and being alone becomes tasteless as well.

"You're not the only one coming to me, but with my current abilities, I can only help two people at most, and that's under extremely difficult circumstances."

"Senior Sister Fengchen, you should know my recent situation."

Feng Chen nodded slightly and said:

“I am not so afraid of what people say. If you promise to give me one of the positions, we can draw up a contract. I can speak for you publicly in the Star-Picking Tower, and I will also give you a generous gift.”

“If Senior Sister Gu’s task is too difficult, Xiao Qingyu is also an option.”

Zhu Wuyao paused his tapping on the table and said:

"You teamed up with him during the sect competition."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wuyao immediately realized that he had said something irrelevant and that he had uttered a pointless statement.

She immediately smiled and continued:

“That suits me perfectly. He showed hostility towards me today. Even if you hadn’t said anything, I would have tried to recommend him. I didn’t expect you to bring it up yourself.”

Feng Chen did not fully trust this matter.

She asked, "Since we've come this far, Junior Sister Zhu, you'd better show some real skills in order to continue this business."

Zhu Wuyao shook his head and said:

“I will not expose my weaknesses. Rumors have already spread among my disciples. To commit a crime against the wind at this time would be tantamount to courting death.”

Feng Chen nodded in understanding and said:

"If I am fortunate enough to obtain this position, I hope it will not affect the continuation of this deal. In other words, if I become your personal disciple, I can only give you more."

"I also don't want to be caught out by others before this happens. It's safest to wait until after the matter of the personal disciple."

Zhu Wuyao smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

After another conversation, Feng Chen left.

After that, several more people came, promising future deals. If she really fought with Shen Xun, she didn't expect these people to lend a hand, but they could at least refrain from kicking her when she was down.

Until late at night.

Her little courtyard finally became quiet.

Zhu Wuyao carefully collected the manuscript paper, planning to first gather the spiritual herbs in the courtyard tomorrow to exchange for some contribution points, and then go to submit the manuscript he had already agreed to to the Ink Trace Bookstore.

I never imagined that I would be able to delay a manuscript for thirteen years.

Unfortunately, it's not good to immediately have Wuyu and Youdao rise from their coffins and change to new pen names; Zhu Wuyao really doesn't have the confidence.

Times have changed.

The world of storytelling today is not the same as it was back then.

Even astonishing things like being reborn into a dog have entered the public eye, thankfully the foundation for storytelling—the internet—had not yet appeared.

Even though the world of cultivation has taken a big step forward in terms of storytelling, it still doesn't have the same flourishing diversity as in the previous life.

As someone who is skilled with words, Zhu Wuyao was particularly indignant about Mr. Li's previous comment that "you don't have much writing talent to begin with," but he had nothing to say, since he had studied vernacular Chinese!

When Zhu Wu invited me to the Ink Trace Bookstore last time, I still saw several of the storybooks he had written displayed on the bookshelf.

I wonder how the world will judge Wu Yu and You Dao now, since they are two different people...

Yes, I was in a hurry to come back last time.

This time, I have to check whether the incense at my memorial tablet is burning well enough!