Chapter 1 The Start

Inside the modest living room.

Qingyun Zhenren sat quietly with a tea set in front of him, looking at Lu Changsheng and slowly said, "Changsheng, don't drink alcohol. Drink more tea. Drinking alcohol doesn't suit your temperament."

"Can drinking tea or alcohol change anything?"

Lu Changsheng sat down, looked at Qingyun Zhenren, and said in a calm tone.

If it were someone else, they might be apprehensive in the face of Qingyun Zhenren, but Lu Changsheng was very casual.

After all, when they first met, his master seemed very...abnormal.

He didn't know if it was because he had cultivated for thousands of years and had a mental problem, or if he had returned to simplicity too much. His mentality was very young, and he didn't talk so rigidly, which didn't put too much pressure on Lu Changsheng.

Qingyun Daoren glanced at Lu Changsheng.

Indeed, whether drinking alcohol or tea, Lu Changsheng's indescribable temperament was unparalleled.

When drinking alcohol, he was extremely unrestrained, and one would become intoxicated by his presence alone.

When drinking tea, he was as still as a virgin, and his refined and gentle demeanor showed his extraordinary nature.

But thinking that this was his disciple, Qingyun Daoren couldn't help but secretly smile.

"Changsheng, I have arranged everything. In ten days, the Da Luo Grand Meeting will be held, and you will be established as the senior brother of the Da Luo Holy Land. You must perform well at that time."

Qingyun Daoren stated his purpose, which surprised Lu Changsheng a little.

"Senior brother?" Lu Changsheng shook his head. He felt a little helpless and entangled, and finally sighed and said, "I may disappoint Master. Your disciple...is not that kind of genius."

Lu Changsheng didn't want to hide anything, and directly stated the fact that his aptitude was mediocre.

Hiding it would only bring greater trouble.

Of course, Lu Changsheng was also very clear that doing so might bring him other negative effects, such as disappointing Qingyun Daoren.

But to his surprise, Qingyun Daoren was not surprised at all. Instead, he nodded calmly and said, "I know."

Now it was Lu Changsheng's turn to be surprised.

He thought that his master would be very surprised, then disappointed in him, and finally expel him from the sect, and then he would awaken the system and complete the face-slapping.

But what he didn't expect was that his master wasn't surprised at all, and even seemed to have known it for a long time, which was puzzling.

"Master...this!"

Lu Changsheng was curious. He looked at Qingyun Daoren with many doubts in his eyes.

Qingyun Daoren picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then spoke.

"Changsheng, I ask you, what was the name of the dynasty you were in three years ago?"

Qingyun Daoren asked a strange question.

Lu Changsheng thought for a while and answered directly.

"It was called Yan."

"Yes, Yan. Do you know how many people there are in the Yan Kingdom?"

Qingyun Daoren continued to ask.

"About one hundred million people."

Lu Changsheng thought for a moment and gave the answer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyun Daoren nodded and continued, "The place where the Yan Kingdom is located is called Li Province, and in Li Province, there are countless countries like Yan, at least thirty thousand. However, there are seventy-two provinces in the Central Plains, and Li Province is only one of them. Above the Central Plains, there are also the Eastern Wilderness, Southern Ridge, Northern Plains, and Western Desert."

"In this way, there are more than hundreds of billions of people in this world, and among the mortals, they marry at sixteen, have children at twenty, and then another cycle of forty years. Among mortals, ordinary people live to be one hundred and fifty years old, and they continue to multiply, having children and grandchildren."

"So, Changsheng, I ask you, is there a shortage of geniuses in this world?"

Qingyun Daoren's words made Lu Changsheng silent.

He thought seriously, and after a long time, he shook his head and said, "No, there isn't."

At this point, Qingyun Daoren stood up and looked out the door into the distance, "Yes, there is no shortage of geniuses in this world. Take the Da Luo Holy Land for example. Even the lowest-level handyman disciples are one in a hundred among mortals. Looking at the outer disciples, any one of them might be a royal relative of a dynasty. As for the inner disciples, which one of them is not a leader among the young generation? Which one is not a genius of a country?"

"Not to mention the core disciples, any one of them is a genius in their own right. If they are willing, they can completely open up territory and create a century-old family."

"As for the direct disciples, each of them is a well-known peerless genius in the world of cultivation, with unparalleled wisdom and pointing their swords at the Great Dao."

"Without boasting, your master was also a peerless genius who was famous in the world of cultivation, otherwise it would have been impossible to become the Da Luo Sect Leader. But whether it was your master, your grandmaster, or your grandmaster's master, they have all seen countless geniuses, but none of them have ever encountered someone like you."

Qingyun Daoren's words subverted Lu Changsheng's worldview.

"Someone like me?"

Lu Changsheng was a little curious.

"That's right, someone like you."

"What's wrong with me?"

Lu Changsheng's curiosity grew even stronger.

"You are too different. None of the geniuses your master has seen have the word 'genius' written on their faces. Every genius needs to rely on their own cultivation, break through to realms, cultivate supreme heart sutras, and break ancient records to be recognized as a genius. But you are different."

"You just stand there, and people can't help but think that you are a genius, and a peerless genius at that."

"Others need to work hard, but you don't. This is what makes you different. So whether you are a genius or not doesn't matter. As long as others believe you are a genius, that's enough."

"The Da Luo Holy Land has not had a senior brother for thousands of years, not because there is no suitable candidate, but because no matter who is chosen, someone will not be convinced. But you are different. If you are chosen as the senior brother, no one will question you or doubt you. Even if someone doubts you, you don't need to explain it yourself. Your supporters will unconditionally help you, such as Ziyun."

"Ever since she met you, she has recognized you as her true dragon son of heaven. You must know that Ziyun is likely to be a reincarnation of an immortal. She is arrogant and looks down on everyone, but only towards you does she have a feeling of admiration. This is your extraordinary nature."

"So, what does it matter whether you are a genius or not? If everyone in the world thinks you are a genius, then you are a genius. Disciple, do you understand?"

Qingyun Daoren gave a long speech, saying everything in a logical and reasonable manner, almost making Lu Changsheng believe it.

"But, relying on looks alone, one day, the truth will be revealed, right?"

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but say.

After all, this is a cultivation world where the strong prey on the weak. Strength is the foundation of everything. Without strength, everything is empty talk.

"Not so, not so." Qingyun Daoren shook his head and said, "People will only believe their own eyes. They will be deceived by appearances, unable to see through them, and unwilling to see through them. Those who can see through them will not expose them. The most important thing is that your grandmaster, who is also my master, once said a famous quote to me that has benefited me for life. I will say this sentence to you, and you should comprehend it well."

"Disciple is all ears."

Lu Changsheng perked up and listened carefully.

Soon, Qingyun Daoren stood with his hands behind his back, in a high-spirited manner, standing in front of the gate, brewing for a long time, and then slowly said, "Being handsome brings good luck."

Lu Changsheng: "..."