Spare Me, Great Lord!

Chapter 359: A Class A’s Victory

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Shu went to Tongguan by train. As Anthony was on the move, Lu Shu himself would be happy to plead ignorance of the Mianchi incident.

He had thought over the matter for a long time. Actually, it would not be such a big deal even if his doings at Gongyi were exposed. Killings were permitted by Shi Xuejin, and in the worst case scenario, his spoils might be confiscated by Nie Ting.

After all, he had no money but one life!

Aware that Nie Ting was paying special attention to him, Lu Shu was certain that Nie Ting had noticed his action. If Nie Ting was resolved to track him down, he could not deny that he had left his team at Gongyi without the other members approval.

But it did not matter. In principle, he did not commit any mistakes.

As a last resort, he could confess to his possession of the head-twisting gourd. Anyway, Li Dian was imprisoned in the special cell of the Heavenly Network, and he could provide evidence.

Moreover, Li Dian was unaware that he was the old tree spirit. It would not do him any harm to admit the matter on buying the gourd.

The reason for such a plan was that he knew Hao Zhichao had got something from the black market, but the Heavenly Network never took any action against him. It seemed that the Network would not take away their people’s personal belongings, including stuff from the black market.

Speaking of which, Lu Shu indeed had a bitter feud with Hao Zhichao. However, during the training, Hao Zhichao turned out to be the one who admired Lu Shu the most. After a few rounds of interaction, they slowly became friends.

Lu Shu had realized it too, that most people in the Heavenly Network were frank and straightforward. Any conflicts could be resolved by a fight.

Afterwards, Hao Zhichao still invited Lu Shu and the little fatty for a beer. For Lu Shu, another takeaway from his progress report in the Capital was the bunch of friends like Hao Zhichao. Honestly, it was a strange feeling, to have comrades-in-arms.

Now, Lu Shu had pushed Anthony out under the daylight. His and Lu Xiaoyu’s cultivation techniques could not be exposed. Actually, it felt conflicting. Since they had to keep their power in secret, they would rather use it legitimately while pleading ignorance and then trick others into thinking that Anthony was an independent expert acting on his own.

At present, he was in Tongguan while Lu Xiaoyu was in Luo Cheng, so who would relate them to a pro master that far away? Both of them had more than enough evidence to support their alibis.

As a matter of fact, Lu Xiaoyu’s ability to capture one’s spirit was a major taboo. Locally, many believed in rebirth while overseas, people put their faith in the eternal paradise.

However, how could one be reborn when his spirit was caught? This meant, every life would perish after death, and an afterlife was a mere illusion.

For many, it was terrifying. The death itself could elicit fear, so how would it feel like to be controlled after one’s death? People would not entertain the idea, and some might even call it evil.

Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu themselves knew very well that they would never capture a good man’s spirit. But would others believe them? Thus, the secret could not be uncovered.

From then on, anything that was inappropriate for them to do by themselves would be handled by the ghosts. Lu Xiaoyu was still the animal whisperer that she used to be, and it was good enough.

Like now, Nie Ting might not care about Lu Shu’s action of stealing other people’s jobs, but he surely would if Lu Shu robbed.

On the train, Lu Shu was scrolling through the Golden Foundation forum when he came across a post. Newly ascended Class A sword master Li Xianyi exterminated a seventeen-people organization that trafficked in Practitioners, killing a Class B rival in the process.

As it was said, one majestic fight could inspire awe throughout the world. The only witnesses of Nie Ting’s confrontation with the Class B water-type expert were the Heavenly Network and Daoyuan Class students, none of whom would post it on the forum. Thus, the old man’s first fight became the world’s first that involved a Class A, which would go down in the history of the cultivation realm.

As a matter of fact, the so-called organization that trafficked in Practitioners were not trading any Practitioner, the closest of whom were teenagers with a “cultivation aptitude”, a favorite for many external associations. Thus, they were sold overseas as goods, brainwashed and trained into soldiers for war.

To Li Xianyi, it was an intolerable act that would undermine the foundation of human cultivation.

When Lu Shu reached Tongguan, Chen Zuan, together with everyone else, was playing cards at an inn. The inn, which cost 30 yuan per night, was indeed of low quality, without even a separate toilet. According to Cheng Qiuqiao, it was to avoid unnecessary attention. But Lu Shu thought otherwise, if a group of decent-looking students stayed in such a shabby place, how would others not notice them?

After further questioning, he came to know that Cheng Qiuqiao was a poor child. Most of his salaries were confiscated by his parents to prevent him from overspending and left him only 200 yuan as his pocket money each month. Chen Zuan almost laughed his head off, “No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend. You don’t even have the tool to hunt in a zoo…”

Lu Shu shot him a glance, and Chen Zuan self-consciously continued, “While I do have the tool, where’s my girlfriend?”

“Very well,” Lu Shu nodded.

“From Chen Zuan’s distress, +667…”

Chen Zuan actually listened to Lu Shu. When Lu Shu told him to wait for his return, he really waited, regardless of other people’s opinions.

In any case, he was determined to follow Lu Shu. Despite other people’s title as the Class A aptitude geniuses, currently they were Class D at most. But the information had shown that those in the black market were all cruel and merciless. In Lu Shu’s absence, Chen Zuan would never risk his life at those kind of places.

When Cao Qingci went to investigate alone, the clever Zuan initiated playing cards with everyone else.

After some consideration, Lu Shu decided to make plans after Cao Qingci’s return. He wondered too, why he had so much trust in her, as though he never had to worry that she would screw anything up.

With the “poor student” Cheng Qiuqiao present, they could not bet money during the card game. After one day of cards, the genius immediately offered his seat to Lu Shu. One could not deny Chen Zuan’s awesome card skills, which made the genius so dispirited after one whole day of losing.

Since Lu Xiaoyu was absent, Chen Zuan was resolved to take revenge on Lu Shu!

In spite of his good academic performance, Lu Shu was inexperienced at cards. Hence, he lost over ten sets in a row. Succeeded at his revenge, Chen Zuan let out a presumptuous laugh, “I am the Little Gamble Lord of the Capital. No joke!”

Lu Shu cast him a frosty glimpse and went to the toilet. I, Lu Shu, am never weaker than anybody in my entire life… But he had to admit that he could not defeat Chen Zuan at cards by himself. Next time, he still needed Lu Xiaoyu.

When Lu Shu was in the toilet, Chen Zuan and the rest followed him there as well. Until then, he was still bragging about his card skills.

They stood in a row in the public toilet. The more Chen Zuan bragged, the more unhappy Lu Shu became…

At that moment, something strange happened. Although Chen Zuan did have the desire to pee, it was not coming out…

Lu Shu found out that his water-type power could control urine. As for blood, he might test it next time…

When Cheng Qiuqiao was almost done, Chen Zuan had not even started. Careful not to offend him, Cheng Qiuqiao asked, “Slow urination? Do you have kidney deficiency, Brother Zuan?”

“Bullshit! Will I get kidney deficiency? My kidneys are good!” Chen Zuan grumbled. Then, it came out, and Chen Zuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart… A man can have deficiencies anywhere but not the kidneys!

Unconsciously, Cheng Qiuqiao shot him another glance, and exclaimed in surprise, “Brother Zuan, yours has split into five branches! You don’t have kidney deficiency, because you don’t have kidneys at all…”

Instantly, it further split into six branches…

Cheerfully, Lu Shu gave a pat on Chen Zuan’s shoulder, “Don’t call yourself the Little Gamble Lord of the Capital. Change it to the Little Shower-head of the Capital. See? You can use it as your shower-head.”

Whatever fluid he looked at, it split. Wasn’t it scary?

Chen Zuan was dumbfounded. How could he have a kidney deficiency without ever having a girlfriend?