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Chapter 191 [The Three Poisons]

Chapter 185 [The Three Poisons]

There are three poisons in human nature, which are also the root of evil in our actions.

Greed, anger, and ignorance.

In general, these three emotions arise from wanting something but not getting it, from not being able to obtain what you desire, and from dissatisfaction.

Greed, anger, and paranoia.

The handwritten letter that Lin Qingquan sent, still wet with ink, roughly explained these principles.

If one can break through these three poisons by tempering the primordial spirit, the quality of the cultivator's primordial spirit can be improved to a certain extent.

Moreover, Lin Qingquan's handwritten note made it very clear:
The so-called understanding is not about abandoning, severing, or completely erasing these three human emotions.

In essence, even though "greed, anger, and ignorance" are evil roots, they are still normal human emotions—everyone has them, even saints!
As human beings, we experience both positive and negative emotions.

Erasing it is unrealistic.

So-called enlightenment doesn't mean erasing your humanity, but rather...

"Reconcile with this emotion?" Chen Yan held the handwritten note.

To see through something is to accept it, to face it squarely, to deal with it correctly, and not to be swayed or controlled by it.

You must master your emotions, not be mastered by them.

It sounds easy, but it might be harder than climbing to the sky in practice—Chen Yan had already realized this.

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Chen Yan held the handwritten book and studied it for a long time, pondering it for a long time as well.

Lin Qingquan guided Chen Yan to understand the three emotions of greed, anger, and ignorance. The path he gave was quite clear, which Chen Yan summarized as: desensitization.

Try to experience these three emotions as much as possible; the more you experience them, the stronger your resilience will become.

Of course... if you accidentally get so emotionally tormented that your blood vessels burst and you collapse.

That means you lack the talent for cultivation.
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"Sisi..." After sitting on the sofa for two hours, Chen Yan got up and went back to his room to tell Lu Sisi, "I'm going out for a bit tonight, so I won't be having dinner with you."

"Okay, will you be back tonight?" Lu Sisi was folding origami, and there was already a large pile of folded paper cranes next to her. There was also a whole box of origami puppets of the special kind of Yin-Yang puppet technique that Chen Yan had asked Chu Keqing to buy from Japan.

"Yeah, I probably won't be back tonight," Chen Yan replied.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy. I'll cook congee with preserved egg and lean pork tomorrow morning. If you come back around breakfast time, don't just buy something outside. Remember, there's breakfast at home."

Lu Sisi looked at Chen Yan and smiled gently.

She didn't even ask Chen Yan what he was doing out at night, or raise any questions about his staying out all night.

Chen Yan smiled, walked over and kissed his girlfriend: "Don't slack off on your evening practice."

"Okay." Lu Sisi's eyes were gentle.

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Chen Yan drove out and went straight to the university town, parking his car in a roadside parking space in front of "Extreme Internet Cafe".

As he pushed open the car door and strode inside, the proprietress sitting behind the counter was holding a bowl of spicy hot pot, staring wide-eyed at Chen Yan: "Xiao Yan? What brings you here?"

"It's itching to play games all night." Chen Yan walked over with a smile, took a can of Coke from the freezer next to the counter, and glanced at the bowl of spicy hot pot in the proprietress's hand: "Eat less of this stuff, it's all high-tech and grueling."

The proprietress smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do about it, it's just my favorite."

Chen Yan knew that the mala tang restaurant the landlady was eating at was a shop called "Da Wan Xiang" just across the street.

The kitchen of that restaurant... well, let's just say it's not very interesting.

Mr. Zhao had previously arranged for students to work at that restaurant and had inspected the hygiene conditions of the kitchen.

It's hard to say exactly what happened, but anyway, Mr. Zhao and his students never patronized that store again.

Chen Yan glanced at the bowl in the proprietress's hand.

The food inside was a mix of red and green, and he couldn't help but sigh.

I don't understand why so many girls like eating spicy hot pot so much.

Chen Yan shook his head: "Eat less. Xiao Zhao used to work at this place and said that the rats in the kitchen could line up to take the driving test—they're not afraid of people at all."

Upon hearing this, the proprietress turned pale, stiffened, put down her bowl and chopsticks, and quickly threw the food into the trash can under the counter.

"Turn on one machine, all night." Chen Yan looked at the landlady with a smile.

The proprietress gave a number for a machine with a resentful look in her eyes.

Chen Yan turned and left, but sighed inwardly.

The proprietress is wearing a black tight-fitting T-shirt today; hmm, delicate branches and plump fruits, very pleasing to the eye.

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Chen Yan certainly didn't come here simply to play games for fun.

To see through greed, anger, and ignorance, one must experience greed, anger, and ignorance more often.

Chen Yan thought for two hours and came up with the shortcut that best allowed him to experience the three poisons of emotions!

game!

Are you greedy when you play games? Yes!!

Are you angry when you play games? Don't you want to climb up the internet cable and beat that idiot who's obviously terrible at the game but still has such a foul mouth?

Are you obsessed with video games? Even when you're exhausted, you still refuse to rest and want to play one more game.

Win just one game! I'll quit if I win just one! — How many people haven't said that?

Chen Yan walked to his own machine, sat down, and turned it on!
I logged into the platform and registered a new account in the lower rank area.

Headphones on, let's get started!
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The new account, in a low-rank area, was something Chen Yan did intentionally.

In the lower ranks, there's one type of person who's most prevalent: someone who's bad at the game but has a foul mouth!
An hour later, Chen Yan's face was flushed, and his fingers gripping the mouse were trembling slightly.

Two hours later, Chen Yan's face was flushed, and he could hear his companions cursing in his earphones.

"Jungler! Where the jungler is?"

"Where the hell are you going?! You idiot, you still have the nerve to spout nonsense after missing your ultimate?!"

"Turn around! You idiot, are you blind?! Can't you see?!"

"You son of a bitch, you stinking bastard, you're stealing kills, you son of a bitch!"

In just twenty minutes, Chen Yan was subjected to tons of vulgar and abusive curses.

One of my teammates in this game was clearly a typical example of someone who was bad at the game but had a foul mouth, and was probably a veteran of the "Zu'an" (a derogatory term for someone who is unreliable and prone to insults) community.

He makes repeated mistakes, and the first thing he does is shift the blame and scold his teammates. If you say anything back, he'll unleash a barrage of profanities.

Since it was a temporary team anyway, after one game, his teammates all jumped out and left. Chen Yan's fingers trembled slightly, and the muscles around his eyes twitched, but he took a deep breath to suppress the rage in his heart.

In the past, Chen Yan would have left long ago.

Or you could simply let loose and unleash a torrent of verbal abuse at the other person.

But this time, he didn't leave!
Silently gripping the mouse, wearing headphones, I took a deep breath.

You're angry, aren't you? I'll hold back!

The second game...

"Fuck you, lock it up, lock it up! Why the hell are you saving your skills to lay eggs? To hatch your own turtle babies?!"

Chen Yan... I'll take the blame!!

The third game...

"Are you blind?! Can't you see?! Did your eyeballs get run over by a manure truck?!"

Chen Yan's hair was practically standing on end. He silently recited a calming mantra... "I, I'm going to make peace with this emotion!!"
Fourth game...

After that guy made a mistake, before anyone else could react, he immediately started swearing, shifting the blame to his teammate, and then spewing vicious insults.

Chen Yan... I'll endure it... I...

I'll tolerate your mother's wrath!!!

Holding back only makes you angrier, but backing down can lead to breast hyperplasia!

Chen Yan tossed the mouse aside and started ranting!
Say whatever is most offensive, and hurl whatever is most vulgar.

After exchanging a few insults, the other side showed no sign of backing down and even taunted, "If you're so capable, let's go offline!"

"Fine! Offline, huh? Show me your address if you dare!"

"Red Cat Internet Cafe in X County! Come on, you stinking bastard, I'm..."

I don't know if the other person is brainless, or just that arrogant, or simply doesn't believe that anyone in the online world would go to such lengths to go there, but they just boldly blurted out such a statement.

Chen Yan simply took off his headphones, threw them aside, stood up, and strode out the door!

The proprietress behind the counter was stunned. Just as she was about to say something, Chen Yan had already disappeared without a trace.

He went out and circled around to the alley behind the internet cafe. There were no security cameras there, so Chen Yan transformed into a sparrow and flew out in a flash!
County X is a county in Anhui Province, which borders Jinling Prefecture. It's not far from Jinling Prefecture, less than 100 kilometers away.

With Chen Yan's current formidable physical abilities, even if he were to become a sparrow, he would be a super sparrow among sparrows.

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That evening, in X County, Chen Yan landed in a deserted spot and then used his phone to navigate to the Red Cat Internet Cafe.

He used shapeshifting magic to transform into an ordinary-looking man and took a taxi to the Red Cat Internet Cafe.

Standing at the entrance of the internet cafe, he heard that familiar cursing voice as soon as he entered.

"Pretty Mom, Pretty Mom! I'm arrogant, Pretty Mom..."

Looking up, I saw a guy sitting in the middle of the second row of computers on the left.

He didn't look very young; he was definitely an adult. His hair was messy, and his face was oily from staying up all night.

He was wearing a dirty T-shirt, and his bare arms had tattoos, but he was so thin that he looked like an empty sack—he looked like a heavy smoker.

The ashtray in front of me was already overflowing with cigarette butts.

Chen Yan walked straight over and grabbed the man's hair from behind.

"Fuck..."

The man cried out in surprise, but how could he withstand Chen Yan's strength?
Chen Yan grabbed his hair and spun him around, chair and all.

Chen Yan grabbed the other person's hair with one hand and slapped him across the face with the other!
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap…

Slap the left cheek, then the right cheek, then the left cheek...

After a dozen or so slaps, the man's face was swollen and red like a pig's head. His eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them, and they were squinting into slits. Blood was gushing from his mouth and nose.

He opened his mouth, but spat out seven or eight bloody teeth.

Chen Yan's face turned ashen, but he grabbed the guy by the neck with one hand and pulled his hair with the other.

With a snap, a clump of hair was ripped out, causing the person to scream in pain, while Chen Yan, his face ashen, ripped out another clump...

The man struggled and cried out frantically, but Chen Yan simply pulled his hair out in a few cold strokes, tearing it to shreds. In some places, the hair was pulled out so forcefully that it tore and ripped the scalp, drawing blood.

As soon as Chen Yan let go, the man collapsed to the ground, crying out in pain.

Many people in the internet cafe stood up from their seats and looked at them in surprise.

However, no one came up – in this day and age, people are very indifferent, and there are very few good people who dare to help others. Everyone has the mentality of not caring about anything that doesn't concern them – it's considered kind of helpful to call the police for you.

Chen Yan's indifferent gaze swept around the room, and everyone whose eyes met his instinctively stepped back.

Even the internet cafe manager didn't step forward, only tentatively calling out, "We've already called the police! Don't cause trouble in our shop!"

Chen Yan didn't say a word, turned around and strode away. Wherever he went, the other onlookers subconsciously stepped back.

Chen Yan knew that someone had filmed him when he took action, and that the video might even have been posted online.

But it didn't matter; he used shapeshifting to change his appearance.

After leaving the internet cafe, Chen Yan quickly disappeared into the night streets, ran into an empty alley, and flew away like a bird.

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More than half an hour later, Chen Yan walked back into the Extreme Internet Cafe.

The proprietress behind the counter looked up at him with a strange expression.

Just as Chen Yan was about to walk to his seat, the proprietress got up and quickly came out from behind the counter, blocking his way.

"What were you doing outside just now?" The landlady asked with concern in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm going out for some fresh air." Chen Yan smiled gently and took a deep breath. "I feel much better now."

The proprietress looked at Chen Yan with a complicated expression, bit her lip, and grabbed his arm: "Come with me!"

Before Chen Yan could say anything, she grabbed him and pulled him toward the stairs.

Chen Yan was dragged up to the third floor by the landlady, who then pushed him into the bedroom before turning and leaving.

Less than two minutes later, the proprietress returned and threw a clean black T-shirt into Chen Yan's arms.

"Change into these. These are my second brother's clothes, clean, just washed yesterday." The landlady closed the door behind her, frowning at Chen Yan: "Did you go out and get into a fight just now?"

Chen Yan smiled slightly.

"You're still laughing! Do you think I can't see through you?" The landlady frowned and said, "Every time my brother goes out to fight, he comes back with the same look on his face as you! It's like he's been holding in a lot of anger and is finally letting it out!"

"Just because of my expression, you've concluded that I went out to fight?" Chen Yan laughed.

The proprietress, with a stern face, pointed at Chen Yan's clothes and said, "Look at yourself."

Chen Yan looked down and nodded.

There were some bloodstains on the clothes.

"Take off your dirty clothes and put on clean ones—I'll wash your clothes for you when I turn around."

"Just throw it away. It's stained with blood, I don't want it anymore." Chen Yan stood up nonchalantly, turned his back to the proprietress, and casually took off the clothes he was wearing.

In the summer, he was only wearing a T-shirt, and when he took it off, his bare upper body was exposed.

Although it's summer, it's really not a big deal for a man to be shirtless, and it's not considered presumptuous, especially since Chen Yan had already turned around.

But after just one glance, the proprietress blushed instantly.

Chen Yan's physical body had been nourished by vital energy and strengthened multiple times. It wasn't noticeable when he was dressed, but once he took off his clothes, even with his back to people...

The defined muscles on his back and the narrow waistline are what women supposedly love most – a V-shaped waist.

The proprietress glanced at it once, then, as if remembering something, quickly looked away, but seemed unable to resist glancing back again, then looking away again, then avoiding eye contact once more…

Chen Yan had already changed into the landlady's brother's clothes. After turning around, he looked at the landlady. His otherwise unremarkable gaze made the landlady subconsciously take a half step back, her breathing becoming somewhat unsteady.

"You... seem to have really grown up, Xiaoyan." The proprietress forced a smile, trying to appear calm, as if using this deliberately relaxed tone to cover up her blushing face: "You look much stronger. You used to be quite thin."

"Yeah, I've been eating pretty well lately," Chen Yan replied casually.

The proprietress suddenly frowned, walked over, and pinched the muscles on Chen Yan's forearm: "Are you working out right now?"

"..." Chen Yan coughed and said, "Yes, I have been working out recently."

"You've worked out and think you're strong, so you've learned to fight?" The proprietress frowned and took another step closer. "Xiao Yan! Don't think you're young and hot-blooded and have some strength to cause trouble outside, you..."

"You're overthinking it, boss lady." Chen Yan smiled. "I'll be fine."

The proprietress was about to say something when she suddenly remembered something, and her face darkened: "Ah... I was too talkative. You're not an ordinary student. You... you're a rich kid... why are you afraid of causing trouble?"

Chen Yan looked closely at the proprietress in front of him, thought for a moment, and then smiled and said, "It's not what you think."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath: "Boss lady, I know you care about me, and I am grateful for that concern."

The proprietress hummed in agreement, glanced at Chen Yan with her eyelids, and then quickly lowered her eyelids to avoid his gaze.

However, some messy thoughts began to arise in my mind.

What are you thinking about again! Xiao Yan is young, handsome, rich, and has such good qualities.

I'm so much older than him... and I haven't even been to university yet...

Thinking such nonsense is probably insane!

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Chen Yan and the proprietress then went downstairs and returned to the lobby.

The proprietress sat back down at the counter, but her mind was elsewhere. She lost interest in watching the show and sat behind the counter in a daze for a while, but she couldn't help but glance at Chen Yan through the computer screen.

Her position and angle were just right so that she could see one side of Chen Yan's face.

After looking at it for a while, the proprietress blushed a little more, quickly shook her head, and took out a bottle of water to drink a few sips.

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Chen Yan was unaware of the landlady's "spying" from the side. Logically speaking, with the strength of his primordial spirit, he should have been able to sense and detect such covert spying.

However, internet cafes are noisy and chaotic places, with the sounds of keyboards being typed, cigarette smoke swirling around, and people constantly cursing.

In addition, Chen Yan himself was also engrossed in the game, and his emotions fluctuated so much that he completely let himself fall into a state of immersion.

Hmm, anger seems to be a difficult thing to understand...

Chen Yan couldn't help but sigh as he recalled what had happened tonight.

Despite trying to hold back, I couldn't resist.

However, I did hold back a bit.

If he were to truly let go, with his current physical strength, he could break that guy's neck with a single slap! Right now, he's just inflicting some physical pain on the other party.

A swollen face can go down, hair that's been pulled out can grow back, and if not, you'll just have to stay bald!

If a tooth falls out, then...

Forget about him. That kind of trash is probably no good anyway. He deserves it.

However, Chen Yan decided to put aside the emotion of "anger" for the time being and not try to understand it.

He was afraid that he might lose control and do something outrageous again.

Chen Yan realized that his current state was not a suitable time to explore the nature of "anger".

He had originally felt that his change in strength allowed him to trample on the rules of this world at will—that mindset had only just been resolved and restrained.

At this critical juncture, how could I possibly tolerate deliberately immersing myself in anger?
Just think: This damn bastard who angered me, I can easily crush him with just a flick of my finger, without having to bear any consequences or responsibility!
How could you possibly tolerate this?

Chen Yan was very worried that if he continued to dwell on "anger," he might go on a killing spree and do something terrible.

Forget it, let's change our target!
Chen Yan sat in front of the computer, pondered for a moment, then began searching and downloading games.

After a while...

Several single-player games appeared in the game folder he had just downloaded.

"civilization"!
Yes, six, seven, eight, nine, several generations have passed.

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"Foolishness, isn't it! Greed, isn't it?"

Come, come! Let me savor this flavor!

The light from the computer screen shone on Chen Yan's face, his eyes lit up, and he opened the game.

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[Back from leave. This is a normal update for Friday. There will be another update at midnight, which is Saturday's update~]

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(End of this chapter)