Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 43 Inviting the Master to His Death

"Attention students heading to Xianyang for the national civil service exam! The shuttle bus is about to arrive at Xiyingmen Central Station. Those who need to disembark, please prepare to get off. ✊🍟 ❻❾𝓼ⒽỮ𝔁.c𝕠𝕄 ✌♧"

"Brother Dongfang, amidst verdant mountains and clear waters, let us meet at the summit!"

"Brother Qin, the world of martial arts is not far away; let's meet at the peak!"

Qin Feng stepped off the special train for the college entrance examination. A snowflake fell from the sky and landed on his cheek. At a glance, the sky was covered in white snow.

Facing you is the Xiyingmen Airport Station in the center of XY City. The entire station has seven floors above ground and seven floors below ground, and is shaped like a black bird spreading its wings and soaring high!

As the saying goes, a black bird descended from the heavens and became the Shang dynasty. The Qin dynasty inherited the legacy of the Shang and Zhou dynasties and was the legitimate successor of the seven kingdoms. Therefore, they did not venerate the dragon and the phoenix, but only the black bird.

As you walk toward the platform of Xiyingmen Station, you can see colorful neon lights flashing in the night sky, and huge, exaggerated 3D projection images that reach the sky.

"Seeking immortality has always been difficult; it's better to transmit consciousness to a terminal!"

In a massive 3D projection mirror, several stories high, a venerable immortal in black robes, with white hair and a youthful face, calmly announced, "The Yi Qi Hua San Qing Group is launching a special 300th anniversary edition brain-computer interface chip! Not 9999! Not 8888! Only 6666! Bring home the 17th generation brain-computer interface chip, transmit your consciousness via brain-computer interface, and log into the world of immortals anytime! In the world of immortals, you can do whatever you want: fairies, elixirs, tribulations, ascension—everything you could want!"

Before he finished speaking, the old immortal raised his hands, and his figure transformed into a graceful crane. His Taoist robe fell down and evolved into a black and white Tai Chi diagram. The crane cried out, and the Taoist robe fluttered, converging into the five characters "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones".

Qin Feng looked up at the huge 3D projection. He had heard about the "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones" group on TV before. It was known as the strongest Xianxia server cloud company, which specialized in helping all kinds of people who were eager to seek the Dao to realize their dream of ascension. Their servers were extremely robust, and they were said to be so powerful that even if the solar system exploded, their servers would not explode. They had always only accepted customers from first-tier cities, and they couldn't be bothered to accept customers from small places like Longcheng.

After the even faster "One Qi Transforms into Three Purities" GG ended, peach blossoms appeared on a giant GG screen several stories high. However, instead of snowflakes falling, a woman with cascading long hair, delicate arms, and rosy cheeks emerged, leaning languidly against a peach tree. Her eyes were alluring and seductive. "Nighttime Pleasure, original 10,000, bionic 3,000, holographic dream limited edition health package, only 100,000!"

The alluring proprietress disappeared, and a huge "乐" (le) character was projected to the side!

This raw, vibrant energy of the guy instantly drew attention, especially to hot-blooded young men like Qin Feng, whose thirst for knowledge was at its peak. 👊♘ ➅➈𝐒ĦỮ𝐱.匚𝕆爪🐝🎄

What is "native"? What is "bionic"? Is the holographic package fun?

Big cities are indeed big cities, they really know how to have fun!

Qin Feng wiped his face, deciding to find his teacher Zhang Beihai first, and then slowly appreciate the prosperity of the big city.

Qin Feng walked down the long street, his clothes standing out from the surrounding citizens of Da Qin XY.

Almost everyone here is dressed in ancient costumes, or at least in imitation ancient costumes.

In this era, period costumes signified nobility and superiority.

Qin Feng's modern attire—a windbreaker and leather boots—makes him look like an outsider from a small town visiting Xianyang.

The locals from Xianyang looked at him with disdain, impatience, and even disgust, as if to say, "You stinking outsider, coming to Xianyang to make a living again."

Ignoring the stares, Qin Feng slowed down as he was about to cross the platform.

Not far away, a large group of people were gathered in a circle, doing something unknown.

Watching the excitement is a hobby ingrained in the people of Qin, and Qin Feng, carrying his suitcase, curiously squeezed in to join the crowd.

On the snowy platform, a woman covered in snow knelt, holding a little girl who looked to be about three years old. The girl's face was ashen, and she looked like she was about to die.

The woman knelt on the ground, pleading with those around her for help, "Please, give me some money! My daughter is seriously ill, please, kind people!"

"If you're willing to save my daughter, I'll be your slave for the rest of my life..."

Hundreds of people watched and discussed it.

"Another scammer!"

"Anyone who pays is a fool!"

"But that little girl looks like she's really dying!"

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Qin Feng could see it clearly.

Qin Feng was too lazy to care about such things, since he still needed to find his teacher.

However, a suggestion quickly popped into my mind.

"Tip: We have discovered the secret of the woman who asked for help. Everything she said is true, and the girl is indeed seriously ill. We recommend that she receive treatment and that we do so as to create a good karma."

Qin Feng paused for a moment, then stopped in his tracks.

After spending so much time together, Qin Feng had figured out some patterns in how his diary revealed other people's secrets.

First, in terms of the scope of secrets updated in a diary, it generally only updates secrets of people related to oneself.

Secondly, regarding the identity of those whose secrets are refreshed in the diary, generally only the secrets of those with relatively great fortune are refreshed; the secrets of ordinary, insignificant characters are not refreshed. 💜🍫 ➅9ѕᕼᵘχ.Ć๏м ♞♨

The diary actually revealed this woman's secrets, so this woman must be quite fortunate.

Logically, I should help them.

Am I capable of helping?

Of course!

Eight million is enough!

But giving money directly won't work; it would cause a lot of trouble.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, smiled slightly, and came up with a brilliant idea. This idea was called—"Please ask the gentleman to die. Only by putting the gentleman to death can we put him in a life-or-death situation!"

As more and more people gathered around, and many passengers took out their phones to take pictures, a voice interrupted the discussion.

"Not everyone in this world is kind-hearted! Do you think asking for help here will solve your problem?"

All the onlookers turned to look at the speaker, who was dressed in a neat black leather jacket and black leather boots, carrying a suitcase, clearly a migrant worker from out of town.

The woman seemed to have found her pillar of support, and desperately crawled to the young man before her, pleading, "Please, save my daughter, I beg you!"

Under everyone's gaze, the young man laughed nonchalantly, "You say you're willing to trade your own life for a child's! Empty words! Who would believe you!"

"If you really mean what you say, then carry your daughter and crawl from this platform all the way to the front plaza! I'll give you 100,000 right now!"

Faced with the young man's words, the woman froze on the spot, and the people around her were also uneasy and whispered among themselves.

"Are there 100,000 young people from other places?"

"What a load of bull! Someone with 100,000 yuan wearing these shabby clothes?"

"I suspect this young man is trying to scam this conman!"

"It's really interesting how scammers play scammers."

Amidst the murmurs and gossip, the young man added fuel to the fire, saying, "In my opinion, what you just said was a lie. You don't care about your daughter at all. Stop putting on a show!"

Upon hearing this, the woman cried out emotionally, "I'll kneel! I'll kneel in front of the square with my daughter in my arms!"

The onlookers were all moved. The woman, holding her daughter who had turned ashen-faced, knelt on the ground and slid her knees across the snow, leaving long trails in the snow.

In everyone's view, the young man was seen walking in front.

Along the way, the snow and wind howled. In the fierce north wind, the young man carried a suitcase, his windbreaker rustling. Behind him, the woman holding her daughter kept stumbling and falling. Soon, her forehead and hands were covered with bloody cuts.

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "Hey kid! That's enough! If you really have money, just give it to them. Stop making a scene!"

"Young man, you should be forgiving when you can; you'll be punished for what you've done!"

"Why go through all this trouble! If you truly want to save people, why put them through this?"

"Stop climbing! I'll pay the 100,000 yuan!"

Amidst the crowd's curses, the young man in front declared confidently, "No penny falls from the sky; my money is as precious as it is!"

"If you can't meet my requirements, then don't ask for money!"

"The agreement was made in front of everyone; she agreed to it herself. Did I force her? No, I didn't!"

"We're all experiencing life for the first time, why should I give in to her?"

The young man's callous words instantly enraged the surrounding old Qin people of Xianyang, who pointed at Qin Feng's spine and shouted angrily.

"Don't you have any sense of public morality?! Are you even from Qin?! Do people from Qin bully others like this?"

"Young man, your heart is cold; you are cruel and heartless!"

"Stop climbing! It's just 100,000 yuan. We can all chip in and make it up!"

But the young man turned back and pointed at the woman who was about to stop, "Are you going to stop? It's only a short distance, less than 300 meters, and you're already giving up?"

"You're a liar!"

"A conman using his daughter as a front for his scams!"

"I can give you 100,000 yuan right now!"

"Do you want to take this and get lost?"

The young man laughed arrogantly, holding a bank card in his hand. "If you want it, bark like a dog!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people became even more furious, each one seething with rage.

"Out-of-towners, that's going too far! This is humiliating!"

"What you're doing is no different from those guys who push people into the water!"

"That's outrageous! I really want to beat that kid up!"

Provoked by the young man's words, the woman picked up her daughter and got up again.

The distance from the platform to the front plaza is a full thousand steps, more than eight hundred meters. For an ordinary martial arts practitioner, this distance is nothing, but for a frail woman carrying her daughter, it is undoubtedly a path to hell.

The further they walked, the more people followed and watched. Gradually, a large crowd of thousands gathered, angrily shouting at the young man leading the way, while the poor woman, holding her daughter, left a long trail of blood on the ground.

The young man walked ahead, making sarcastic remarks, "If you can't keep going, that's fine. Just bark like a dog a few times, and I'll still give you money. It's not like you'll miss out on a few more steps!"

"I have plenty of money, unlike these old rich folks from Xianyang who value their mere coins more than their lives!"

"We outsiders value loyalty above all else; money doesn't matter. But people from Xianyang are different; they only care about money!"

These words immediately drew a barrage of criticism from behind.

"You son of a bitch, you trying to cause trouble!"

"Stop climbing! This kid's just messing with us; he doesn't have any money at all!"

"I don't think they have any money either!"

"When the time comes, if he doesn't pay up, I'll make sure the whole city is wiped out! The media reporters are all following us!"

And so, the vast crowd marched all the way to the flagpole in the center of the front square.

The woman was on the verge of death. Her tattered cotton clothes were worn through, and the bloody flesh under her skin was mixed with the snowflakes. Her whole body was almost frozen. She knelt tremblingly on the ground, her lips were frozen purple, and she could not utter a word. Her eyes were fixed on the young man.

Thousands of people watched the scene unfold, shouting and waving their fists, "Give us money! Give us money! Give us money!"

"You brat, pay up!"

"If you don't pay up today, we, the people of Xianyang, will teach you a lesson!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young man put down his suitcase and strolled forward.

Everyone held their breath, watching the young man intently. Would he really give them the money?

The young man approached, bent down, and whispered a mocking remark in the woman's ear before tossing a card in front of her and turning away.

As the crowd watched the young man's retreating figure, several reporters approached. "Was that person laughing at you at the end? Don't be afraid, that kind of social scum..."

A chubby reporter, quick-witted and agile, picked up the bank card the young man had dropped, swiped it on his phone, and immediately shouted, "This card has no balance! There's no money on this card!"

Upon hearing this, the roars and curses of thousands of people instantly filled the entire front square.

"Damn it! Find that out-of-towner! He caused all that trouble, made sarcastic remarks the whole time, and didn't even pay! Break his legs!"

"I give up! I got insulted the whole way by some poor bastard from Xianyang, and he even mocked us for being broke! He's the one who's broke!"

"If you find one of these out-of-town dogs, kill it!"

"Stop arguing! Take these two poor women back to the hospital for treatment! Reporters, please spread this news; this outsider is absolutely despicable, he must be exposed!"

"We absolutely cannot let him get away with this! He's a piece of scum, a beast!"

(End of this chapter)