"Lili, I have something to do tonight and I'll be going out for a bit. You wait at the hotel for now. I've ordered some food for you to tide you over. I'll contact you later and we'll go out for a big meal." Xu Chen sent a WeChat message to Wang Li. After Wang Li replied "okay," Xu Chen got into a taxi and headed towards the place he had arranged to meet the old man. After a while, Xu Chen got out of the car and saw that the area in front of him was full of Hua family villas. The community was as beautiful as a water town in Jiangnan. He picked up his phone and called Tang Tiancheng. After a short while, the call was connected, and Tang Tiancheng said directly, "Young friend Xu, my butler has come to pick you up." Xu Chen didn't waste any more words and hung up the phone directly. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he had only met one cultivator, Tang Tiancheng, in the nearly one year he had been on Earth, and he was quite curious about him, he really wouldn't bother to communicate with a martial artist. This was different from ordinary people. On Tianquan Star, martial artists are simply slaves to cultivators. They are a group of mortals obsessed with power or wanting to live longer but lacking the aptitude for cultivation. They sell their dignity, serving as slaves to cultivators in exchange for martial arts techniques created by them. Our sect once supported tens of thousands of martial artists, relying on them to explore secret realms, tame powerful spirit beasts, and build palaces on Tianquan Star. Why rely on them? Because martial artists are numerous and far more resilient and durable than mortals. Cultivation sects dare not use mortals; everyone understands that fresh blood comes from mortals, but they have no such scruples when it comes to using martial artists. Xu Chen, having thought of this, withdrew his thoughts and started browsing the forum.
"These days, all sorts of Tom, Dick, and Harry try to claim kinship with us. It's so annoying." Xu Chen heard this voice, looked up, and saw two young girls not far away giving him a disdainful look. They were speaking very softly, but Xu Chen's hearing was exceptional, and he heard them clearly. He was taken aback, and following their gaze, he looked at himself, and then suddenly realized, "I don't even have a thousand yuan to my name. I really don't deserve to stand at the entrance of such a luxurious community. But am I encountering a scene from a novel where I'm looked down upon? What should I do? Should I call back, or call Tang Tiancheng and ask him to blind these two snobbish dogs?" Xu Chen thought with a wicked sense of amusement. Suddenly, an old man in a Tang suit came into the community. He said something to the gatekeeper, then waved to Xu Chen. Xu Chen understood that he was sent by Tang Tiancheng, and stepped into the community.
Entering Tang Tiancheng's Hua family villa, Xu Chen felt a sense of novelty. "It feels somewhat similar to the houses within the sect." He walked around, looking at the place. Led by the butler, he arrived at the back garden, where Tang Tiancheng was curiously observing him. Tang Tiancheng beckoned to Xu Chen, "Young friend Xu, over here." Xu Chen immediately went over and sat opposite him. Tang Tiancheng picked up a freshly brewed Xiao Hong Pao teacup. "Young friend, how does this tea taste?" Xu Chen took the teacup, took a small sip, and then said to Tang Tiancheng, "Old man, if you ask someone who doesn't know anything about tea to describe the taste, I can only say two words: very good." Tang Tiancheng laughed heartily, and Xu Chen didn't mince words any longer, getting straight to the point: "Old man, are you a martial artist?" Tang Tiancheng replied, "Yes and no." Xu Chen was puzzled. Yes or no, "How so, old man?" Xu Chen simply asked. Tang Tiancheng slowly said, "The cultivation method I practice has a major flaw. You said before that I have internal energy. Yes, I do, but this internal energy is not..." "It can only be used by me because it was generated through my cultivation and then accumulated in my body. When I was young, this internal energy could maintain a balance with my bodily functions and support my energy. Now that I am old, this balance has been broken, and this internal energy is gradually eroding my body." Xu Chen remained silent. Tang Tiancheng then asked, "How did you know I was a martial artist?" Xu Chen made up a story: "Because I once dabbled in this path, but ultimately gave it up. My teacher was an overseas Chinese martial artist." Tang Tiancheng looked puzzled, then said regretfully, "What a pity, young friend. If you were still practicing martial arts today, I would like to discuss cultivation techniques with you. What a pity." Xu Chen picked up his teacup, took a sip, and casually asked, "Old man, are there many martial artists in China?" Tang Tiancheng replied, "Far away yet right before our eyes." Xu Chen was surprised. Martial artists were as common as cabbages on the street on Tianquan Star, but here there was only a seventy-year-old man? He was a little incredulous, and then wanted to ask Tang Tiancheng again. Tang Tiancheng took the initiative to explain the reason: "The progress of technology is one aspect, and the lack of martial arts techniques is another. You should understand the former. As for the latter, it's actually because the authorities are wary of martial artists and afraid that heroes will use martial arts to disrupt the law, so they confiscate and destroy them. In addition, China has suffered from war, and most of the martial arts techniques have been lost. Your master's martial arts techniques were probably obtained overseas at that time." Xu Chen remained silent.
Just as Tang Tiancheng was about to continue speaking, a girl walked out of the door. Xu Chen recognized her immediately; wasn't this the girl who had just complained about him at the entrance of the residential area? He remained silent, while Tang Tiancheng chuckled and said to the girl, "Come, Xue'er, this is Xu Chen, a new friend I met today, despite the age gap." Xu Chen thought to himself, "I'm more than three times your age, so this 'friendship despite the age gap' is quite plausible." Tang Xue, however, was slightly annoyed. "Alright, Grandpa, another poor relative from our hometown, isn't it? Grandpa, although Mom owns a company, it's not just hers. Please stop giving so much financial assistance to these poor relatives from our hometown, okay?" With that, she gave Xu Chen a disdainful look, turned, and left. Tang Tiancheng's face darkened, but after a long pause, he slowly regained his composure, sat down, and continued drinking his tea. "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, young friend Xu." Xu Chen waved his hand dismissively. "It's alright. Compared to your family, I am indeed penniless. Old man, I have one last question for you: how do you cultivate martial arts?"
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