63: Chapter 65 Shut Up, Don’t Laugh!

63: Chapter 65 Shut Up, Don’t Laugh!

Upon hearing Li Xiaoqiang’s words, Long San’s body shook, revealing two yellow teeth as he smiled and said, “I’m an uneducated low-level person in society who doesn’t know what names sound good.

My parents passed away early, and I chose this name for myself.

My father often muttered in my ear when I was a child that a boy needs to endure hardship and experience people and events so that he can grow up to be superior, not mocked for being a spineless offspring born merely to produce waste.”

“After struggling in society for half my life, I know that dragons are very mystical.

I thought, surely there must be both male and female dragons, so I called myself Long San.

I don’t know if it’s due to bad luck or because my ancestors’ graves weren’t buried well, but look at what this dragon has become, haha.”

Having said this, Long San looked up at the pitch-black sky, as if mocking his own incompetence and pitying the heavens for their blindness.

Li Xiaoqiang didn’t say anything but pulled out a pen and a small booklet from his bosom, and said to Long San, “I think that even with the most powerful things, you have to address it step by step, just like building a house.

My grandfather used to tell me when I was young to keep my eyes peeled and my ears open, because when we’re dressed in suits and leather shoes, it’ll be time for others to do the same.

Otherwise, you’ll end up being a long-tailed dog all your life.”

After Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he wrote on the left side of the booklet with his pen, leaving the right side blank.

Li Xiaoqiang had a habit since childhood of always carrying a pen and notebook with him.

Li Xiaoqiang felt that the sleazy middle-aged uncle squatting beside him matched his taste.

When he looked at Long San with the Mysterious Spirit Eye, he couldn’t see anything clearly, only obscured by a grey, foggy haze.

Li Xiaoqiang, who considered his Mysterious Spirit Eye omnipotent, able to see others’ fortunes and misfortunes, couldn’t discern anything with Long San, and this was the first time he had encountered such a case.

Li Xiaoqiang frowned and thought to himself, “Just who is he really?”

Long San stared at the character “Dragon” on Li Xiaoqiang’s booklet, on its left radical, and said, “This doesn’t look like the character for dragon?”

After speaking, he looked up, staring at Li Xiaoqiang.

Li Xiaoqiang nodded and said, “I only wrote the left side, and you can fill in the right side yourself.

Maybe when you know how to write it, you might truly become Long San.”

After saying this, Li Xiaoqiang stood up and went into the Tianwang Grand Hotel.

Long San watched Li Xiaoqiang’s retreating figure and his worldly sharp eyes narrowed into a slit: “I, Long San, have traveled through most of Huaxia Country, letting countless people teach me how to write ‘Dragon.’ Yet, only this young man wrote just half.

Could this be my destiny?”

After speaking, Long San took out a sheet of spirit money from his bosom, on which the right side of ‘Dragon’ was written with a brush.

Long San walked to the flowerbed in front of the Tianwang Grand Hotel, snapped a few branches, and arranged them on the spirit paper to form the right part of the character ‘Dragon.’

After arranging it, Long San stood in front of the branches for a full hour before he showed his yellow teeth and said, “Yes, it’s the same.”

Long San found a rock and pressed the piece of paper Li Xiaoqiang had torn off earlier on the left side.

A complete character ‘Dragon’ was formed!

After completing this, Long San put his hands into his sleeves, curled up, and crouched in front of the character.

It was as if he was guarding his most precious possession.

Who could imagine that this seemingly sleazy middle-aged uncle would withstand the chilly night wind and guard his ‘Dragon,’ moved by a mere phrase from a youth?

His persistence and perseverance has surely made it inevitable that the name Long San would become famous throughout all of Jiangnan and beyond!

Li Xiaoqiang returned to the Tianwang Grand Hotel, knocked on the door, but there was no response.

When he opened the door, he found the room empty; presumably, Xia Ke’er had already left.

Li Xiaoqiang sat on the bed, following the mantra taught to him by an old monk in his dreams, his hands hooked in front of his chest.

As he silently recited the mantra, a faint Buddha Light emanated from his body.

At that moment, six shapes outlined with golden lines appeared in front of him.

A longsword, a giant claw, a magic wand, a giant hammer, a spear, an ancient cauldron.

These six shaped artifacts respectively represent six types of fortunes: Charm Luck, Official Luck, Wealth Luck, Military Luck, Disaster Luck, and Wicked Luck.

Li Xiaoqiang collected the fortunes to imbue into these artifact shapes, and once he had achieved that, his mastery of this fortunes method had reached Perfection, enabling him to manipulate others’ fates.

When the fortunes of the six shapes were filled, he considered his cultivation of the Mysterious Fate Technique and the Destiny Method successful.

He could change others’ fortunes and next, he would cultivate the Taiyin Method.

However, a high monk from the Buddhist Sect explained to Li Xiaoqiang that the Taiyin Method was a more profound mystic method, involving aspects beyond the common person’s understanding; the monk did not tell Li Xiaoqiang exactly what it entailed.

Then came a very pretentious line from a TV show, “Telling you more will only harm you; you will understand in time.”

Recently, as Li Xiaoqiang interacted with women, the Charm Luck Sword naturally became tinged with a pink hue of charm.

But this bit of charm was just a drop in the ocean compared to the size of the seven-foot Charm Luck Sword.

Immediately after, the six broad-shaped weapons merged into Li Xiaoqiang’s head, looking quite mystical.

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out in Li Xiaoqiang’s ear: “Baby, your butt is so white.”

Then there was a crisp smack sound.

A flirtatious voice responded, “Honey, you’re great too.”

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoqiang furrowed his brows and looked around.

He was sure this was not his room.

Could it be…

Mysterious Fate Technique had revealed another special ability?

To hear other people talk?

And to ignore spatial barriers?

Thrilled, Li Xiaoqiang quickly experimented and confirmed that he could hear any sound within a fifty-meter radius.

With this newfound ability, Li Xiaoqiang nearly jumped for joy.

Damn, this is awesome!

Imagine, if he wanted to win over a woman, all he had to do was stand afar, and he could hear everything she said.

Winning her over would be a piece of cake, wouldn’t it?

It was a sleepless night.

As dawn broke, Li Xiaoqiang’s eyelashes fluttered twice before he opened his eyes.

He twisted his body slightly and rolled out of bed like a carp, hurriedly went to wash up, turned on the music in his phone, Wang Feng’s “Swing Together”, and he started jumping and dancing like crazy.

Li Xiaoqiang always believed that the key to a successful day lies in the morning; a spirited morning meant a day full of energy!

After washing up and getting dressed, Li Xiaoqiang had just stepped out the door when Spores walked towards him from the end of the corridor.

The corridor was just the right height and width for him.

The girls looking at Spores appeared as if they were witnessing an immortal descending to earth, their faces full of disbelief, taking out their phones to capture this historic miracle.

Spores walked up to Li Xiaoqiang, smiling foolishly.

Seeing people taking pictures, Li Xiaoqiang’s expression darkened, and he said, “Shut up, stop smiling, there are chicks looking at you!”

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