Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 954 Zhuge Qing, I'll pass on a martial arts technique to you.

He Songling was a man who could always talk nonsense with a straight face, and what he said actually had some twisted logic, making it difficult for people, especially those with a sense of integrity, to refute him.

Otherwise, what do you think? The fact that Zuo Ruotong, who was just starting out and was about to lose her strength several times when she was young, almost made her lose her strength and retreat. Was that just a joke?
He Songling has evolved even further; even those without any moral compass like Zhang Chulan and Wang Zhenqiu can't refute him. Because if anyone dares to contradict his fallacies, He Songling will beat them up.

Anyway, nobody can beat me now.

That's how arrogant people become after they become immortals.

So Fu Rong had no choice but to grit her teeth and accept it. There was nothing she could do, after all, the sword energy was really strong. She couldn't just give up a magic technique she had the chance to learn, could she?

As for being ugly, so be it. At worst, I won't use this trick to fight people easily. But if someone has seen it, I'll kill them.

"Then, how should I cultivate it?" Fu Rong was also a little flustered. She had obtained a technique, so she should be able to cultivate it. But if she had to release this thing every time she cultivated, then...

“Just release it.” He Songling shattered Fu Rong’s last shred of hope. “This thing is innate Qi, capable of communicating with heaven and earth on its own. As long as you don’t restrict it with your filthy, broken body, it can cultivate and grow stronger on its own, and even nourish you.”

"Uh..." Fu Rong was very unhappy, "Can't we let them out for a few hours every day?"

"Then the progress will be slower. For example, if you only release it for eight hours a day, the cultivation speed will not only drop to one-third of the original speed, but also because the communication between the innate Qi and the circulation of Qi will be severed and it will have to be rebuilt. When you take it back, some of it will also dissipate and be wasted, so it will be reduced by another 40%."

In other words, if the efficiency of cultivation at full power during normal times is 100, then cultivating for eight hours would only yield less than 20. And this is based on a daily calculation. Because this thing is kept constantly running; it's not something that's interrupted every day.

Even after accounting for these losses, the cultivation speed would still be faster, and it would increase even further as the innate Qi nourishes your own life force and cultivation. However, if you interrupt your cultivation every day, the efficiency would be reduced by at least half compared to the expected rate, turning one-fifth of the original efficiency into one-tenth.

He Songling counted on his fingers as he explained the accounts to Fu Rong.

"Ah..." Fu Rong's face looked like a constipated strongman, "Eight hours? I originally wanted to cultivate for two hours..."

How can you stand having that thing on your body for eight hours a day?
"No wonder your cultivation progress has been so slow." Even Zhuge Qing found this remark exasperating. Two hours of cultivation a day? Do you think you're some kind of innate genius?

"So it's my fault?"

Fu Rong pursed her lips. Although Zhuge Qing was no longer troubled by his inner demons when he met Fu Rong, and had even turned them into a means of combat, he still told her about his past emotional journey. He even added the joy of his family's inability to enter Trinity University in this life and his own joy at following a deity, making his story even more emotionally rich.

Picking up girls is nothing to be ashamed of.

However, just like Fu Rong comforted Zhuge Qing in the original story, she also told Zhuge Qing about her own growth experience, which had never been successful. She pouted and said, "Do you think everyone is like you geniuses? It wasn't easy for me to reach this level, okay?"

“That’s true.” Zhuge Qing smiled, his eyes narrowed. He was a very easygoing person, and also a terrible guy. Of course, he couldn’t reason with his girlfriend. Would urging her to cultivate improve their relationship? He was kidding. If Fu Rong was cultivating for eight hours every day, she wouldn’t have any time to pay attention to him.

Zhuge Qing wished that Fu Rong would not cultivate.

"Since that's the case, then do what you want. It's okay, I'm here." Zhuge Qing grabbed Fu Rong's hand, her face flushed from the older sister's teasing. Like a middle school girl falling in love for the first time, she buried her head in Zhuge Qing's chest, making the people around them feel physically uncomfortable.

"I say, who should beat this bastard up?" Xia He suggested first, followed by Feng Shayan: "I think so too, Lao Wang, what do you say?"

Although Wang Ye had no objection to this scene of affection, he was quite interested in beating up Zhuge Qing. "Hmm, we need to teach that old Qing a lesson. That bastard has gotten really arrogant ever since he learned immortal techniques." He turned to Ma Xianhong and called out, "Old Ma, do you want revenge? Let's take him down together." Ma Xianhong was also somewhat interested. "That makes sense. We can't just let you gang up on me; I have to gang up on others too."

"Even if you all come at me together, what do I, Zhuge Qing, have to fear?" Zhuge Qing laughed loudly, then grabbed Fu Rong and ran away.

"Holy crap, don't let this bastard get away!"

"Chase!"

"He's activated the formation, underground!"

"Old Feng, open the portal and pull him out!"

The young people caused quite a commotion, which He Songling watched with envy.

Although he still has a youthful mindset, his strength is simply too great, making it impossible for him to join in the fun and games of young people.

Back then, only Zhang Zhiwei could get along with him. Now?
"Alas, becoming an immortal is a lonely and lonely journey." He Songling suddenly thought, maybe I should just leave now.

As he spoke, he tripped Zhuge Qing with his foot.

"Hey!"

The kick of an immortal is extraordinary, transcending the Three Realms and the Five Elements. Even if Zhuge Qing used his immortal magic array, he still couldn't have predicted such a calamity and was immediately tripped up and fell flat on his face.

It must be said that he was old but young. Even when he fell unexpectedly, he held Fu Rong firmly in his arms, preventing her from getting hurt at all. He even specially activated a protective formation to keep her clothes clean.

Fu Rong, so deeply moved by her love-struck nature, had eyes practically blazing with desire, and immediately kissed him, wishing she could just...

"oi!"

The group of people all shouted at them to stop their dangerous idea, saying that if they continued like this, even the gods wouldn't be able to protect them, and sooner or later they would be harmed by the "harmony" (a metaphor for harmony).

Although the couple's uncivilized behavior was stopped, they were still deeply in love and wouldn't let go, their faces flushed red. Their affection was palpable, their passion ignited like a celestial fire, a powerful force that could quell a river demon...

"cough."

Seeing that they were about to lose control again, He Songling had no choice but to interrupt them, "Old Qing, I still have a way. Fu Rong doesn't want to cultivate, so be it. I'll pass on a dual cultivation method to you two. My wife and I used it back then. It allows you to communicate with each other, with primordial Qi flowing through your bodies, sharing your physical forms. However..."

"But what?"

"You know, the reason I received good reviews back then was because I had innate Qi. Now it's your wife who has innate Qi, and you... hehe."

(End of this chapter)