Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 905 I'll Teach You Some Basics

Xia He roared, startling the four men.

Don't get me wrong, it's not He Songling, but the driver.

"Watch the road, bro. I don't want to see news about Tianxia Group's cars being wrecked on the headlines tomorrow." He Songling patted the driver on the shoulder.

Strangely enough, the driver suddenly felt calm, as if he were in a particularly reassuring place, and even felt a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen and flowing into his limbs.

"This is..." The driver's eyes widened.

"It's Qi! I've obtained Qi!"

For other extraordinary individuals, especially the group of young geniuses in this carriage, obtaining Qi was utterly insignificant. Some of them took half a day, some several hours, and some even obtained Qi and embarked on their cultivation path after just a glance at the method of Qi cultivation.

Not to mention Feng Shayan and Xia He, two innate extraordinary individuals.

However, for this driver, this was his lifelong dream. He wasn't an ordinary person who was completely ignorant of the other world. He had known about Qi since childhood, understood Qi, and knew what a circle and world composed of extraordinary people was like, but he just couldn't get in.

To enter a mountain of treasures and leave empty-handed is probably the most regrettable thing in life.

Fortunately, Feng Zhenghao later discovered him and hired him. The Tianxia Group offered a high salary, making him feel that living like this for the rest of his life was quite good. In modern society, what's the point of simply pursuing becoming a martial arts master?
The driver thought he had let go, but when he received Qi, he realized that he hadn't let go at all.

The driver was moved to tears, “I have obtained Qi, I can cultivate, I am an extraordinary person…”

"Hey, this isn't very professional!" He Songling originally thought that someone like Feng Zhenghao would have extremely strong mental fortitude, remaining calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, which was why he was doing this kind of work.

Unexpectedly, the driver, in his agitated state, completely lost control of the vehicle, wildly slamming on the steering wheel, accelerator, brakes, windshield wipers, and turn signals.

Fortunately, these days cars are all automatic. If it were a manual car, he suspected the driver would have had to press the clutch pedal into the gas tank, and the gear lever would definitely have broken off.

Having no other choice, he had to use his Qi to remotely control the car.

It's not really maneuvering; the driver simply moved the car into their own space. It appears the car is still on the road, but it's actually no longer in the same space. No matter what the driver does, there's no danger. If a car can't get out of the way in time, they can simply crash into it and pass right through.

“Mr. Ling, it’s of course nothing to a genius like you, it might just be a matter of taking a look, but for me, I’ve been practicing for thirty-five years!” The driver finally calmed down, his heart filled with lingering fear, and his eyes were full of gratitude as he looked at He Songling.

It felt as if, at He Songling's command, he could unhesitatingly tie up Feng Shayan to help He Songling threaten Feng Zhenghao.

"Huh? How could I have such thoughts? Chairman Feng has been incredibly kind to me. Even if I gain Qi and become an extraordinary being, am I supposed to betray him?" The driver suddenly realized, shaking his head frantically, "No, that's not right. Even if I give up becoming an extraordinary being, I shouldn't harm Chairman Feng." "Chichu, you still have some loyalty."

The strange idea just now was of course triggered by He Songling. His current mentality is a bit like Xu Fu in "Storm Riders". It is not enough for him to just laugh at the ups and downs of the world and the birth and death of fate. He even wants to personally transform into Emperor Shitian and fight against himself, making the righteous and evil people in the world run around in circles, just for his own amusement.

The difference might be that Xu Fu was a complete novice with extremely poor talent. Relying on his accumulated skills over time, he was still no match for a true genius. He Songling, on the other hand, was a genius unlike any other in history—or rather, a cheat code—who would never have overplayed his hand.

Moreover, although He Songling was a bad person, he wasn't as inhuman as Xu Fu. Once he saw that the driver had a loyal and kind heart, he stopped testing him and decided to help him instead.

"Back then, I also had two good friends whose situation was the same as yours. In the Western magic community, they were called Squibs. I couldn't do anything about it back then, but now I can. It's a pity that my two old friends are no longer here."

He Songling patted the driver on the shoulder and said. The two old friends he was referring to were Zhang Muzhi and Boss Zhao. Both of them were in relatively good health, but they still passed away in their eighties, without even being able to say goodbye to He Songling.

Of course, in the past seventy years, too many people have not been able to say goodbye to He Songling. Zuo Ruotong, Sichong, Chengzhen, Shuiyun, Changqing, Zhang Jingqing, and so on, most of the old friends from back then have passed away. Apart from the semi-divine Taber, people like Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin are considered to have lived a long life.

Even immortals have regrets they can't make up for.

"My two old friends, one is skilled in gunfighting, and the other admires the Tang Clan. As for you... you should get together with them."

He Songling casually patted the driver on the head, and the driver felt a warm current enter his mind, and a method for applying Qi appeared out of nowhere in his mind.

By practicing this method, one can draw upon the Qi of others and their magical artifacts, allowing the Qi to be released in incredible directions and changes. At the same time, one can conceal one's own Qi, making oneself appear as an ordinary person who cannot cultivate Qi.

"This, Mr. Ling, this is too..." The driver was at a loss for words.

"It's nothing special, just a simple trick, very basic. You don't need to make a fuss about it." He Songling didn't care at all. Seeing that the driver still looked apologetic, he casually pointed behind him.

"It's really nothing special. Look, you know Feng Shayan well. I won't even mention her spatial abilities, but look at all the tricks she has. Seventy-two transformations."

Pointing to Wang Ye, who had been transformed into a hydraulic crane and forced to bend, he said, "Opening an array can make others bear the consequences, and there's also a mecha." He pointed to Zhuge Qing. "That one, who can even charm cars." He pointed to Xia He, whose charm was so strong that it had softened the car windows.

"And this... um, a former top disciple of Longhu Mountain, I suppose." Zhang Lingyu immediately became unhappy. What kind of person is this? I have nothing left, and I still have to rely on my former master and sect. Me too... okay, I really have nothing.

Zhang Lingyu lowered his head even further, wishing he could shove his head into the teleportation portal in front of him. However, Zhuge Qing was now able to perfectly coordinate with Feng Shayan's innate abilities to stabilize the spatial passage, so even if he plunged his head in, he couldn't commit suicide.

"So, your basic skills are nothing special."

(End of this chapter)