"Ouch." Luo Jiujiang shook the weight in his hand. "Thank you, Master, for giving me a heavy weapon. With this weight, when I encounter danger, I can throw it forward. Even if I can't kill the enemy, I can at least break a bone or two."
Ignoring Luo Jiujiang's joking words, Luo Cang coldly ordered: "This is for you to recite. Don't make a single mistake from beginning to end."
The ominous feeling came true in the blink of an eye. Luo Jiujiang felt his eyes go dark for a moment and he let out a long breath: "I am really ashamed to be able to accept your kindness, oh no, love."
Luo Cang snorted and laughed, then added indifferently: "Don't get me wrong, I mean all of this pile."
Luo Jiujiang: “…”
"A day's plan begins in the morning. You'd better start now." Luo Cang turned the wheelchair around expressionlessly. "I'll come back to check in half an hour. If you haven't memorized the outline of the book in your hand, you won't have to eat today."
He rolled his gloomy wheelchair over the threshold of the house, then added, as if remembering something: "By the way, if you think it's not enough, there will be more after you memorize these. My dear disciple, how can this little 'heavy' expression of your master's love for you fully express the depth of his love?"
After saying this lightly, Luo Cang turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth in a condescending manner, giving a forced smile.
Luo Jiujiang: “!!!”
Even after the door slammed shut before his eyes, Luo Jiujiang still hadn't recovered. He was more horrified by the thought of Luo Cang joking than by the pile of books that would take him forever to memorize.
Speaking of which... Luo Jiujiang swallowed his saliva: That was a joke, right?
Half an hour later, Luo Jiujiang was finally able to enter the room. Standing in the room of Beixue Garden, which he had never had the chance to visit, he recited the general outline to Luo Cang.
Although the book was frighteningly thick, its contents were actually quite interesting. The general outline section began with the Dragon God's creation of the world and continued with the dragon's demise, describing how its scales were scattered everywhere, its blood formed into a vast ocean, and its sudden madness before death, which fragmented the world into over three thousand worlds of varying sizes and created the unique form of the current cultivation world.
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