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What was the point of practicing martial arts and cultivating?
Warriors could live up to several hundred years, and cultivators could live for thousands of years. If given the choice, who would want to see themselves senile and powerless?
At his old age, being able to become a strong young man in his prime was something that even ancient sages failed to achieve, let alone Nalan Hongwu.
No wonder he couldn’t control his emotions.
After almost an hour.
Those playing in the internet café were all youngsters or middle-aged people; no one had ever seen elders here.
This made An Cheng and the others curious, so they glanced over in Nalan Hongwu’s direction.
“Elder, you’ve been playing for so long, but why haven’t you used your attribute points?”
“Elder, your skill points aren’t used. Didn’t you use any skills while playing?”
“What’s a skill point? What’s an attribute point?” Nalan Hongwu was enjoying his battle when he was interrupted, so he replied angrily, “Don’t bother me, or else I’m going to kick you out!”
An Cheng and his friends’ expressions immediately darkened. “We were just trying to remind you that you need to learn skills. Why would you threaten to kick us out?”
“Learn skills?” Nalan Hongwu who hadn’t used any skills throughout the game glared at the young men beside him and said, “I’ve learned so many skills and techniques over the years; what else do I need to learn?”
“Go away! I don’t know where you kids came from, but stop bothering us!” Elder Fu scolded, leaving An Cheng, Ouyang Cheng, and Bu Che completely speechless.
After a while…
“Fu, did you notice that the monsters in here are becoming more and more powerful?” Nalan Hongwu’s character looked like he was in rough shape.
“Gulp… gulp…” Elder Fu who was drinking potions like crazy only had a little bit of HP left…
In Nalan Hongwu’s screen was a blue carver that emitted lightning. It led a group of carvers, who shouted ‘Rakanishu’, as they chased them!
“Am I going to die here today?” Nalan Hongwu shouted, “Fu, let’s retreat. Our internal essence isn’t strong enough. Let’s train for ten years first and come back to teach these monsters a lesson!”
…
After playing for a while, Fang Qi was just about to leave to buy some food when he saw the two elders’ characters sitting inside a hostel. They were sitting cross-legged and were deep in meditation.
“Huh?” Confused, Fang Qi walked up to them and said, “Elder, your stamina bar is full. Why are you meditating?”
“Go away! I just encountered a powerful monster called Rakanishu.” Nalan Hongwu was annoyed by Fang Qi’s sudden disturbance, so he snorted, “I need to cultivate for at least ten more years to defeat it! Let me meditate for ten years first!”
Elder Fu sneered, “The monster emits a giant ray of lightning when we tried to kill it, so we have to use our essence to fight it. If that wasn’t the case, we would’ve killed it a long time ago!”
WTF? Fang Qi was dumbfounded. Are they really going to cultivate ten years to defeat a Rakanishu? Who told you to do that?
“Kid, why aren’t you speaking anymore?”
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