Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 1017 Lü Ci, you're so lucky!

Guan Shihua didn't say anything, but everyone knew that this old lady was quite fierce. She was known as "Tiger Girl" when she was young, and now she's even more of a "Tiger Grandma".

Although He Songling taught her a method to stabilize her spiritual body and not be bound by spirits, that method was not passive and was only at the level of an ordinary "Eight Extraordinary Techniques," far inferior to the "Immortal Techniques" that He Songling had created after his second seclusion and complete ascension to immortality.

The result of matching the strategy of "binding spirits and sending generals" was that the two sides restrained each other. But how can one guard against thieves for a thousand days when one is already a thief? This side only defended and did not attack, which caused a lot of trouble. If they were not careful, the Wang family might seize the opportunity to capture them.

The Wang family has inherited the complete art of summoning spirits and commanding generals. Knowing that the Ma family in the Northeast has a method to counter them, they would not hesitate to devour the spirits once they have the chance. The two families already have a deep-seated grudge and are wary of each other.

Wang Ai's words, coupled with Guan Shihua's personality, could be considered the fuse that ignited the conflict between the two families.

"Look at you, Lao Guan and I are good friends. Haven't you seen that the techniques she uses to control you were all taught to her by me?" He Songling chuckled. "Lao Guan, has Lao Wang caused you any trouble all these years?"

"Not a single one was missing." Guan Shihua snorted. "I'll beat this shameless old man to death sooner or later."

"Alright, you should go back early. I'll also be going to the Northeast later. I have a good friend there, and I'll have to see him sometime. I'll trouble you to make the trip to Beijing."

“It’s no big deal. We Northeasterners like to make a trip to Beijing all the time. I’ll invite you to Sanya with me later.” Guan Shihua was quite nice to He Songling, and then greeted Lu Huizhong: “Aunt Lu, everything is going well.”

"Not bad." Lu Huizhong couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Guan Shihua: "The 'Tiger Girl' of yesteryear has become an old lady. Be careful, don't let Uncle Liao's legacy die out."

“Hey, I’m using you. We’re doing just fine now.” Guan Shihua laughed too. “Even if I’m no longer here, there’s still Xiao Gao and the others. They’re relying on the company now, so the legacy definitely won’t be lost.”

"Hey! Old Lu, where are you going with that hunched back?" Lu Jin grabbed Lu Ci, who was sneaking away. Lu Ci's eyes were red with hatred, and he struggled and rolled around on Lu Jin's body. If it were anyone else, even the double-layered Zuo Ruotong who had been reduced to a unit of measurement, they wouldn't have been able to catch him in a short time.

It's a pity, he's now facing Lu Jin, who's at the late stage of the third level. Although Lu Jin hasn't opened his Xuanmen yet and has no hope of becoming an immortal, the third level is still the third level, and at the late stage. Lu Ci wouldn't stand a chance against him.

"Old Lu, you son of a bitch..."

Lu Ci's cursing was useless; he had already been dragged by Lu Jin to He Songling's side.

"Senior brother, look at Lao Lü like this. He's definitely up to no good. Shall we teach him a lesson?"

"You can't beat him?" He Songling glanced at Lü Ci. This old guy is quite capable. Unlike the original story, if Lü Ci really caused trouble in this life, he would be able to handle anything, and Ren Fei alone definitely wouldn't be able to stop him.

If Ren Fei really dares to foolishly go to Lüjia Village to provoke them, the bodyguard who is with her really won't be able to protect her.

Oh, so she's now my appointed special observer at headquarters. That's alright then. He Songling looked at Lü Ci, a flood of memories washing over him, and couldn't help but sigh slightly. "Old Lü, all these years, you haven't done anything truly heinous, have you?"

"No..." Lu Ci instinctively wanted to refute.

"Then how did your brother die? How did your family acquire the Minghun Technique? Well, now in the entire Lü family, I heard that only your descendants have become the main lineage, while the other descendants have become collateral branches. I heard that some of them haven't even had the Ruyi Jin technique passed down?"

He Songling interrupted Lü Ci. There were some things he could deduce fairly well without needing to use God's perspective to calculate. His gaze seemed to pierce Lü Ci's heart, making him feel uncomfortable.

"You, you idiot. How did I teach you back then? Oh, I didn't specifically teach you this kind of thing, but you should have some awareness from being exposed to it, right?"
Back then, Uncle Lü had nine children in total, and you were the seventh. I remember you two were as close as brothers. How come there's a rift between you now? What if something happens? What if your family's Ruyi Jin is taken back by some force? What if you become too powerful and your main branch is wiped out? What will the Lü family do then? Die?
Many people only started using cell phones in the last two years, and even many young people in your Lu family's collateral branches don't know how to use the internet. It's almost the third decade of the 21st century; do you still want them to live in the 20th century?
Times have been changing since we were young. You still expect to live off a single, extraordinary skill in Qi cultivation and achieve an unparalleled status in the field? You fucking...you're a fool!

He Songling became more and more agitated as he spoke, and finally couldn't help but curse out loud. Although he never considered himself a native of this world, and this world constantly reminded him of his incompatibility with it, he had ultimately walked the path together with these people and grown up together.

For him, neither Lü Ci nor Lu Jin were merely characters in a book, figures created with a few strokes of the pen, or NPCs manipulated by the author.

To He Songling, Lü Ci was a real person, a childhood friend who could be considered a brother. He had even been his sworn disciple, and He had given him a lot of guidance back then. The two had been through a lot together, and He genuinely wanted Lü Ci to be well.

But what happened? I wasn't watching him closely enough, and that old mad dog went back to that silly path from the original story.

Heartbroken!

"Brother He, I..." He Songling's cursing made Lü Ci feel as if he had returned to the days when he was learning skills from He Songling. He couldn't help but want to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

“We’ve known each other for a long time, and out of consideration for our friendship back then, I’ll give you one last piece of advice. In modern society, individual bravery and a penchant for fighting are no longer effective.”

He Songling had no intention of listening to Lü Ci, nor did he expect to see Lü Ci suddenly repent and confess. Firstly, it was impossible, and secondly, he lacked the patience. Lü Ci was already over 110 years old; he was long capable of taking responsibility for his own actions.

"You just need to remember one thing: this is an era of order. No matter what kung fu you know, you can't beat guns and cannons... You son of a bitch, you were in the army back in the day, how can you still be so stupid!"

He Songling couldn't help but curse halfway through his sentence, and then kicked Lü Ci to the ground. "Fine, I don't care if you're too shocked by the Double-Handed Technique or what, and you think like Empress Dowager Cixi that divine skills can really fight against science and guns. I can tolerate your shock as an illiterate bumpkin."

Just remember, closing off the village won't solve the problem. Lüjia Village may not be open now, but someone will help you open it.

(End of this chapter)