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Chapter 11

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Little Liuyi's mutants were greatly satisfied after subduing Sour Bun. Under Qi Er's lead, everyone took a detour and arrived at Qi Er's bedroom.

Qi Er mysteriously pulled out a metal box from under the couch. He opened it and took out a tightly wrapped satchel. He opened it layer by layer, revealing a bundle of brand new bamboo slips.

Lou Xiaoyi was about to ask when he realized that everyone's expressions were very solemn, as if they were looking at a sacred object. This was not the time to joke. They had to respect other people's beliefs.

Qi Er placed the bamboo slips on the desk and bowed respectfully with his friends. Even Lou Xiaoyi bowed a few times.

After the simple ceremony was completed, Qi Er said in an uncharacteristically serious manner,

"Little Yi, you joining us is not my idea alone. Everyone here has agreed. You have to understand that after reading this bamboo slip, Little Liuyi will become Little Seven. You and I are brothers. We should be brothers!"

Lou Xiaoyi was a little confused. "There's no founder?"

Monkey Sun laughed. "No, but if you really want a founder, there are six here!"

Lou Xiaoyi continued, "Isn't it too simple?"

Fatty Qian jumped out. "You think it's too simple? You can just set up a table at Chao Feng Brothel tomorrow! "

Lou Xiaoyi was still not done. "Don't we need to swear a blood oath or something?"

Qi Er was angry. "Sour Bun, stop dawdling! Are you going to read it or not? If not, I'll put it away. "

Lou Xiaoyi chuckled and went forward to open the bamboo slip. He was still talking non-stop.

"This bamboo slip is so new. I think it's not more than two years old. Second Brother, there's an ancient saying that a girl needs to be new while a book needs to be old. Where did you copy this? Is it reliable? Don't cultivate until you're paralyzed! "

Qi Er and the others were speechless. They realized that their new scholarly friend was really troublesome. He usually didn't like to talk, but once he opened his mouth, he could choke someone to death.

The old saying was right. None of these enigmatic people were good!

Lou Xiaoyi looked very carefully. He was a scholar who had studied for more than ten years. Remembering these things was not a problem for him. Although he was not a prodigy, he was still above average.

Of course, it was possible that the things recorded on this bamboo slip were relatively simple.

Read it once, memorize it once, read it once more, and memorize it once more … Given how new this artifact was, it was unlikely that there would be a mechanism that would only reveal its true appearance after being soaked in water. After repeating it three times, not only had he memorized it clearly, he had also gained a rough understanding of its contents.

He couldn't help but ask, "What about the jade tablet fragment? According to the description on this bamboo slip, one needs a specific jade tablet to cultivate this incantation. Why are there only bamboo slips and no jade tablets here?

Second brother, this is not right. You're only giving us food but not a spoon and chopsticks. How are we going to eat it? "

Second brother Qi was asked the key question. He said awkwardly, "Xiaoyi, it's not that I want to cheat you. Back then, I obtained this bamboo slip and jade tablet by chance. It was also because the elders in my family helped a Qi Refinement Warrior that I obtained it. The other children in my family were unwilling to cultivate this Dao of Gods and Demons as they were afraid that it would delay their important matters. That was why it was my turn.

"I used it a few times before I was considered to have a little entry level. At that time, you were not in the group of brothers. Therefore, they tried it one by one and it was considered to be interesting.

"Apart from the youngest, he was the last one. That jade tablet was directly broken and could no longer be used.

"Now that you've joined us, we only have bamboo slips and no jade tablets. There's nothing we can do!

"Perhaps you can see that we're probably just fooling around. We don't have a proper source of inheritance. Not to mention that you're late, even we haven't made any progress since we entered the sect. To say that we're Mutants is just putting on a facade.

"We're just fooling around. Actually, everyone knows that this is not a proper future. Tie Zhu will be helping the family look after the shop next month. Fatty will be doing business. Everyone has their own plans, even me. Who knows, I might have to leave Pu City in the middle of the year …

"You're a scholar and have a bright future ahead of you. You don't have to place too much importance on this. You can play around, but you can't be obsessed. Otherwise, if Old Mistress blames you, I won't be able to bear the consequences!"

Lou Xiaoyi smiled. "How would I not know? Everyone has their own fate. How can we force it? Could it be that without cultivation, we are no longer friends? "

At night, as usual, he extinguished the lights and pondered in the dark.

The trip to the Qi family was both unexpected and within his conjecture. In cultivation, it was easier to see a mountain than to climb it. He always felt that it was right in front of him, but he could not get close no matter how hard he tried.

Based on his experiences in the past few months, including his contact with Qi Er and his gang, his own inquiries, and his search in various books, he roughly understood what level of world he was in.

When a country's power in the mortal world overpowered the mystery, it could only mean one thing. This was not a world where cultivation flourished. It was not strong enough, not popular enough, and not at a high level.

If it was the original Lou Xiaoyi, he would have given up by now. However, he would not do so now. Even if it was a low-level cultivation world, it was still filled with countless possibilities.

Even if he could not live forever, he could at least live for a few more decades, right?

He didn't have too many extravagant demands. He had transmigrated from an ordinary person who had done nothing, a loser who had achieved nothing, to this world where there was something to think about. Wouldn't he be allowed to think about it a little more?

He had to think more about it because he, a transmigrator, was so unbearable! No matter where other people transmigrated to, they would at least know who they were. However, his tragedy was that he could remember everything from his previous life, but he could not remember who he was in his previous life.

What was his name? What was his occupation? His family situation? Did he have a wife or children? It was like a mass of nothingness, but he clearly remembered the world of his previous life, including some life experiences!

He believed that this world had mysteries, not only from the memories he received, but more importantly, he saw something that did not belong to the mortal world in the sunfield of Qi Er's family.

He was not too sure if the martial arts of the mortal world could do this. In any case, the few old soldiers in his family were said to be the strongest in the army when they were young. They were strong in martial arts, but after a few decades, they still could not send out a sword so easily, and even shoot it so deep into a tree.

If they practiced for a long time, they might be able to do it with the strength of their muscles, but that required a very large range of body movements. This world seemed to have no such thing as internal energy. With the temperament of Fatty Qian and the others, of course, it was impossible for them to work hard for a long time.

Therefore, there was a trick to it. There was some kind of mysterious existence, but he still could not get started.

Without a reliable guide, everything was illusory. Imagining things out of thin air was of no help at all.

He had a headache. He was unwilling to follow the original path of Lou Xiaoyi's life in this world. His family background was not bad, and this world could be considered peaceful. He could marry a wife, have a few concubines, have enough family wealth, have a few children, and take good care of the elderly. He was not willing to live an ordinary life like this.

This was not a great ambition, just a little vision after eating and drinking to his heart's content. If he came into a poor body, he would definitely not consider this.

Humans were always greedy. When they were not full, they would think about how to fill their stomachs. When they were full, they would think about how to eat well, to have status, to have women, to have power …

He just wanted a little longevity, to live a few more years. Was it too much?

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