Master Lin Kong's memories of the past ended there. He turned to look in Liu Buli's direction, a faint smile on his face. He said, "Alright, that's all there is to my story. There's not much more to say, and you understand it all now. To be honest, most people who knew about this have already passed away due to old age. Among the younger generation, you are the only one I've proactively told this to. It's not that I want to confide in you or anything like that. I just want to tell you that when you encounter such a situation, try your best to contact the other person and have a good talk. Never misunderstand their intentions; that's the most important thing."
Having said this, Master Lin Kong took out a book from his Qiankun bag and placed it in Liu Buli's hands with utmost solemnity.
Looking down at the book in his hands, Liu Buli was stunned. He then looked at Master Lin Kong's eyes. The latter met his gaze and slowly nodded, acknowledging his thoughts. It was also his way of telling Liu Buli that the book he was giving him was indeed the cultivation technique he had spoken of.
His gratitude overflowed. He clutched the book tightly in his hand before putting it back into his Qiankun bag.
Liu Buli had always thought of himself as someone with a free and bold personality. But at this moment, he realized he was far more timid than he had imagined.
He pressed his hand against his Qiankun bag and remained silent for a long time. Finally, Liu Buli couldn't help but ask again, "Can it really succeed..."
"I told you from the beginning that whether it succeeds or not doesn't depend on this cultivation technique, but on the relationship between you two," Master Lin Kong sighed again. "Since we've cleared the air, I'm not afraid to tell you. It was precisely because I confirmed this point that I became even more certain that she still loved me. Because for so many years, although I hadn't contacted her, I had tried to reach out to others. People who loved me, people who hated me. I tried all sorts of people, but I never found anyone who loved me back. So, I never managed to contact anyone again. You just need to remember, if your feelings for each other are not fake, then he will hear your voice and give you the response you desire."
Master Lin Kong's words were remarkably firm.
From his expression and demeanor, Liu Buli could tell that Master Lin Kong was not lying to him.
Besides, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why Master Lin Kong would lie to him. He didn't know Lu Wuming's identity, nor did he know his current situation. To put it bluntly, Liu Buli himself had nothing of value to offer him. In that case, why would he tell Liu Buli a meaningless lie?
With a conclusion forming in his mind, Liu Buli's eyes were now filled with gratitude as he looked at Master Lin Kong.
If he hadn't met him at this time, he feared he would never have thought of a way to contact Lu Wuming.
His nose suddenly began to sting. Before he could even express his thanks, his eyes had already turned red. It was as if all the emotions he had suppressed in his heart for so long had erupted. He truly couldn't distinguish whether his current emotions were more of gratitude or longing for his beloved.
In his daily interactions with others, Liu Buli was usually quite adept at managing his expressions. But this time, perhaps because he had suppressed himself for too long, Liu Buli was completely unable to control his emotions. Not a single word could be spoken, but tears began to pour out uncontrollably. He cried without restraint, even though he knew he shouldn't show such an expression in this setting. Yet, no matter how he tried to reason with himself, he simply couldn't control it.
Master Lin Kong understood his feelings perfectly and did not try to stop him. He had intended to offer a casual word of comfort, but Liu Buli's intense reaction drew the attention of others around them.
When they had seen the two of them whispering in the corner, some observant individuals had already been paying attention to their situation.
After all, everyone was well aware of the primary purpose of their gathering here.
They all tacitly assumed that the dragon they desired was in Liu Buli's possession. Because of this, they feared that Master Lin Kong might approach Liu Buli beforehand and fill his head with all sorts of nonsense. If the two of them reached some sort of unspeakable agreement, and Liu Buli chose to cooperate solely with Master Lin Kong, then their gathering here would be meaningless. If they couldn't get what they wanted, wouldn't their trip be in vain?
With such thoughts in mind, their gazes towards Master Lin Kong carried a hint of unspoken hostility. But when they saw that after a brief conversation, Liu Buli suddenly broke down in tears uncontrollably, everyone realized that they might have misunderstood the situation from the beginning.
Although Liu Buli and Master Lin Kong didn't have much of a history of grievances, everyone clearly remembered the previous martial arts tournament. Liu Buli, as a junior, had defeated Master Lin Kong to win the championship. Although Master Lin Kong had repeatedly stated that it didn't matter, it now seemed that the old man was not as easygoing as he appeared.
He had actually made Liu Buli cry, and cry so miserably.
Everyone knew that Liu Buli was a person with strong self-esteem. This was not only due to his status as the Sect Master of the Dan Sect but also because of his inherent personality. At least in front of others, he never openly displayed his fear or sorrow like this.
But look at him now, crying as if his face were covered in pear blossoms and rain.
Although everyone knew in their hearts that this fellow was no easy target, his face was indeed too devastatingly beautiful.
Without giving Master Lin Kong a chance to explain, a female cultivator nearby couldn't help but scold, "Master Lin Kong, I truly misjudged you! You just lost a competition, and now you're secretly cornering someone and making them cry! How old are you? Can't you have a little more dignity!?"