Under One Person: In the Lü Family, Liver Becomes Supreme

"Brother Lu Jin, I did spar with Zhang Zhiwei back then. Let me put it this way, if we really went all out and used every trick in the book, I probably wouldn't be his match. If you want to get revenge, I guess the chances are slim."

Zhang Zhiwei is widely recognized as the pinnacle of extraordinary individuals in later generations, and his cultivation speed is unparalleled.

Lu Xin guessed that if he wanted to catch up with the other party, it would take at least ten more years.

To put it another way, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei were already quite different when they were young, and that difference will only grow larger in the future.

A slap in the face when you're young, and another slap in the face when you're old.

Lu Jin was stunned. He had thought that after years of hard work in cultivation, he might be able to catch up with Zhang Zhiwei in the future. He never expected that even Lü Xin, who had beaten him like an old man playing with a child, would admit that he was no match for Zhang Zhiwei.

A sense of dejection welled up within him, but fortunately, he was naturally strong-willed and quickly recovered, letting out a wry smile and a sigh.

"There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding." This saying is absolutely true.

Having lived a second life, Lü Xin had no problem at all in terms of interpersonal skills and putting on a good show. He could handle any of the San Yi people who came to talk to him very well, which made many of his disciples have a very good impression of him.

And so, time passed quietly, and the crowd dispersed, leaving the once bustling San Yi Gate in silence.

The night was as dark as ink, and a bright moon hung in the inky sky, its clear light spreading like shattered silver across the earth.

The distant mountains lie still, the shadows of the trees sway gently, and the wind rustles through the treetops, leaving only a soft sound.

Silent all night.

The next day, Lü Xin got up very early, greeted the three disciples guarding the mountain, and then prepared to leave early. However, he did not expect that someone was already waiting there for a long time.

Dressed in white, Zuo Ruotong stood in the outer courtyard, seemingly deep in thought.

It was just dawn, and a cool breeze was blowing.

"Uh, Master Zuo is up so early?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Lu Xin's eyes. He wondered why this Great Ying Immortal was here. Was he simply here to say goodbye?

I don't think it's necessary. I already told everyone at Sany last night that I was leaving early, so that's considered saying goodbye.

"Actually, I had a question I wanted to ask you when we were discussing it yesterday, but the timing wasn't right and I didn't say it. But after thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to ask it later."

At this moment, the Great Ying Immortal's expression became unusually solemn. He gently exhaled and stared directly at Lü Xin.

"What do you think of my Trinity Sect's Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage?"

Holy crap, that's exactly the problem.

When I talked to Zuo Ruotong before, she knew that he was inclined to pursue the Great Dao and wanted me to evaluate his Reverse Life Triple Rebirth.

But each time, Lü Xin would find a topic to change the subject.

Now that we're stuck here, it seems there's no way we can escape.

After a long silence, Lü Xin smiled calmly and replied directly: "Master Zuo has really asked me a difficult question. Looking at all the techniques in the world of supernatural beings, it is no exaggeration to say that the Reverse Life Triple Technique is unparalleled in the world."

"As for more, I can only say it depends on the person. After all, as I discussed before, it all comes down to human effort. I have always believed that human will can overcome nature. All techniques, especially the methods of cultivating both body and mind, focus on the practitioner."

"Since our ancestors were able to reach the heavens, why can't we? Even if there is no road ahead, we may still be able to find a way out on our own."

He's had this idea ever since the cheat software came along.

"Since the existence of immortals in various sects proves the possibility of reaching the heavens, then I too can reach the heavens."

If they can do it, why can't I?

If you don't even have this kind of confidence, then you're wasting such a powerful cheat.

Looking at the confident young man before him, Zuo Ruotong was momentarily dazed. Back when he was young and had just entered the sect, he had been just as confident when talking with his teachers.

The young man before me completely abandoned all uncertainties and attributed the great power to himself.

Zuo Ruotong took a deep breath, a look of relief on her face: "I never expected to see such confidence in a junior. I've learned a lot."

In this situation, directly saying that reversing one's birth cannot lead to enlightenment is tantamount to shattering someone's decades-long belief. Therefore, shifting the focus from technique to the person is a much more convincing argument.

Furthermore, what he said was not wrong. Since those who ascended to heaven could create the Heaven-Reaching Method, it was not impossible for them to complete the Heaven-Reaching Method by using the Reverse Life Triple Technique.

After bidding farewell, Lü Xin went down the mountain to fetch his horse and headed towards the location of the Quanzhen Sect.

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Half a month later, in the land of Qin.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

It was midday in a small town, and the streets were bustling with activity.

Lu Xin sat at a small stall table, took a sip of tea, and waited for his food.

Practicing for eight hours a day is indeed a bit tight on his time, but fortunately, it has the effect of nourishing and cultivating the body, which can replace some sleep. Overall, it doesn't take up too much of his free time.

"Sir, your soup and steamed bun are here."

With a shout from the waiter, a steaming bowl of mutton and beef stew and a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) served on a plate were brought to the table.

"Also, the frozen plum juice is over there; you can get some for free if you want."

Lu Xin took a bite of the beef and mutton soup and nodded in satisfaction. Then, looking at the meat-filled roujiamo in his hand, he took a bite and his mouth was instantly filled with the aroma of meat. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise it.

"This roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) is really good."

He's not that picky about food, but he'll naturally be happier when he encounters something delicious.

Hearing the customer's praise, the waiter couldn't help but feel proud: "Hehe, to be honest, our roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) is made with a recipe from Fan Ji. We use a slow-cooked pork in a rich broth, paired with a crispy outer layer and a soft, fluffy inside baiji bun. It's fatty but not greasy, and lean but not dry."

Perhaps out of pleasure, he then ladled out a bowl of chilled plum juice and personally delivered it to Lü Xin.

"Sir, our plum juice is also very refreshing and helps to cut through the richness of food. You may try some."

After taking a few more bites of the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), Lü Xin picked up the bowl of sour plum soup and took a sip.

The moment the porcelain bowl touched my lips, the icy sensation first enveloped my tongue, followed by a gentle sourness that was neither sharp nor pungent.

Sweetness gradually emerges, enveloped in the richness of dried plum and the refreshing sweetness of licorice. The finish is accompanied by a faint hint of osmanthus. It is icy and refreshing, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour, instantly eliminating any initial cloying taste.

Holy crap, at this moment, life has truly been worthwhile.

Just as he was enjoying the delicious food in front of him, a loud commotion suddenly came from the street in the distance.

A figure wearing a straw hat sped by, leaving only a blur, moving nimbly through the streets like a nimble swallow, its form unpredictable.

Surprisingly, he was also holding a box in his arms, which seemed to be filled with something.

Behind him, two young men wielding long swords chased after him, moving with equal speed.