Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 782 He Songling, you old man from 1901, what are you pretending to be a post-2000s generation for?
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A question mark slowly appeared above Lu Jin's and Lu Tong's heads at the same time.

After a while, Lu Jin looked at He Songling with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic and said, "No, brother, you are my own brother. Didn't I make it clear? This is a martial arts tournament for the younger generation. The age limit is thirty. People over the age limit are not allowed to come."

He pointed at Lu Tong and said, "This kid's son, my great-grandson Lu Lin, born in '84, hasn't even had his birthday yet, and I still won't let him come. You? You're going to play this? You want to be a Taoist priest too?"

Lu Jin's last three questions indicated that his mental state was very unstable at this moment.

"Why can't I go? I'm from 01, so what?" He Songling could swear that when he said this, it came from the bottom of his heart, without the slightest bit of guilt.

“You…” Lu Jin pointed a trembling finger at He Songling, “You old geezer from 1901, you’re like an old cucumber painted green, what are you pretending to be young for!”

He only knew that his senior brother was mentally ill, but he didn't expect him to be this mentally ill. Could it be that his condition has worsened over the past seventy years? Could it be that he has gone mad from cultivating immortality?
The key point is, even if he wanted to act young, he could at least say he was born in 1991. What era are we living in? The post-90s generation hasn't even fully taken over as the main force of the "young people" group, the post-80s generation hasn't completely retired from the forefront, and there are still post-90s kids who aren't even adults yet. You say you were born in 2001? Looking like that, how the hell can you be fourteen?

Why don't you just say you're eight years old!

"Look at you, my junior brother who used to be so respectful to me now dares to mock me. This is the downside of not being around for too long." He Songling felt that he was already over a hundred years old and couldn't fight all the time. The key was that Lu Jin was a triple-level cultivator, and even if his head was ripped off, he wouldn't be able to hurt him.

If things really get serious, he'll be dead.

forget it.

However, instead of physical methods, we can try psychological attacks. Doesn't that old man have a great-granddaughter who's quite pretty? Why don't I pretend to be a college student and date her? That'll drive this old man crazy.

"I have a feeling you're thinking something offensive." Lu Jin had a bad feeling. His senior brother was capable of anything. Could it be that he secretly took pictures of him wetting the bed back in the day? What if this guy put on a "Lu Jin's Childhood Photo Exhibition"?
"Then tell me, what if people recognize you if you participate?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Now that I'm out, I'll have to face the world sooner or later. Do you think a dignified old immortal like me can hide forever?" He didn't talk about believing in science or that there were no immortals in the world anymore. "As for these people, you don't need to sentence them. Just put a restriction on their brains, isn't that enough?"

"You make it sound so easy. I don't know anything about this stuff. Who knows what tricks you have up your sleeve?" Lu Jin felt like he was all alone and ignorant.

However, if Wugensheng could place restrictions on the minds of those guys from the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, then He Songling, a true immortal, was even more capable. With a wave of his hand, apart from Lu Tong, even the five young people, including Zhi Jinhua, were each captured by the void and taken into the Time Chamber. When they were released, restrictions had already been placed on their minds.

As long as He Songling doesn't allow it, even if someone rips their brains out and smashes them into a pulp, no one will know the secrets inside their heads.

"How long until the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?"

"It's been less than two months." Having witnessed He Songling's incredible skills, Lu Tong has now consciously taken on the roles of guide and assistant.

"Alright, in these two months, let's make the most of our training and try to win back your grandfather's... what's that... Heavenly Talisman?" He Songling clenched his fist. "Let the Lu family be great again!"

"No... Senior brother, don't you have anything to do?" Lu Jin couldn't understand it at all. Although only seventy years had passed, these seventy years had brought about greater changes to the world than the previous seven thousand years.

Even if He Songling doesn't miss his wife and has no interest in managing the sect, does that mean he has nothing to do? "Yes, come and tell me what's going on."

He Songling conscripted Lu Jin's men again.

In the days that followed, one could occasionally hear exclamations of "outrageous disrespect!" coming from Lu Jin's room.

"He even became a top-tier expert? What a bunch of useless trash, not a single one of them can fight."

"He even became the university president? Each generation is worse than the last. This damn university should just be shut down."

"He even became the leader of Wudang Sect? I suspect that Zhang Sanfeng absorbed all the luck of his descendants to become an immortal."

"He even became one of the Ten Elders? This damned world of supernatural beings is finished!"

The poor 110-year-old man still had to stay up all night explaining the development and changes in the world of supernatural beings over the years, as well as the current situation.

A few days later, when Lu Jin reappeared in front of everyone, his eyes were as red as a monkey's bottom.

"Great-grandfather!" A pink-haired girl rushed over to help Lu Jin.

"Oh, Linglong, you're back." This was Lu Jin's instruction. He had originally wanted his great-granddaughter Lu Linglong to cultivate at Baiyun Temple for a while longer, but since a deity had already come to their home, there was no point in staying at Baiyun Temple, so he urgently summoned her home.

"Great-grandfather, what's wrong?" Lu Linglong asked anxiously, her voice trembling with worry, as she looked at Lu Jin, who was barely breathing.

"If that doesn't work, let's stick to what we agreed before and cut out an urn from your coffin board," said Lu Tong, who was passing by, as he floated over like a ghost.

"Fourth Uncle, what are you saying!" Lu Linglong stood up and glared at Lu Tong. "You're not hoping that Great-Grandfather will die soon so you can take over as head of the family, are you?"

"Oh, I wouldn't dare." Lu Tong hurriedly waved his hands in fright. "Not only will I not take the position, but I won't be the son either. Linglong, my dear niece, I see you're doing quite well in your studies at Baiyun Temple. Why don't you become the head of the Ren family next time?"

"Huh? Me, me?" Lu Linglong's train of thought was disrupted by Lu Tong's absurd words. She froze for a moment, pointing at herself blankly, "No, can I do it?"

"You're amazing, you're incredible!" Lu Tong gripped Lu Linglong's hands tightly, as if tears were about to fall. "It's settled then, you'll be the next head of the Lu family!"

"Get out of here! You'll bear all the responsibilities. If you can't even handle this much training, how can the Lu family entrust you with their business?" Lu Jin cursed, leaning against the wall.

"Don't bother leaving it to me. Besides, you're talking to me, aren't you? You're one of the top three in the country, the pinnacle of superhumans, do you think you can outlast my great-grandfather?"

Lu Jin wasn't the only one suffering greatly. Lu Tong, as the next head of the family, was also forcibly dragged over by He Songling, supposedly to "train himself." But after only four days, he was left in this half-dead state.

(End of this chapter)