I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

Xu's Cloth Shop.

Martial Arts Academy.

Cheng Laiyun sat in the chair, looking at the young man sitting opposite him with a complicated expression.

The young man smiled and casually fiddled with a jade ring in his hand.

The jade fingertip gleamed in the sunlight.

It is clearly top-quality white jade.

He crossed his legs, looked up with interest, and asked softly:

"What brings you to see me today?"

This person is Xu Jiaqun, the sole heir of the Xu Family Cloth Shop.

Behind him stood a servant boy, who was also fair-skinned and looked more like a pageboy than a scholar.

"Young Master Xu," Cheng Laiyun hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I've already gone home."

"Oh." Xu Jiaqun raised an eyebrow, his smile unchanged. "Have you rested well?"

"Um."

"Now that you've rested, let's get to work." Xu Jiaqun got up and slowly walked to Cheng Laiyun's side, brushing the dust off his shoulders, and said with a faint smile:

"The future of the Martial Arts Academy depends on you."

……

Cheng Laiyun remained silent.

The Martial Arts Academy belongs to Xu Jiaqun.

His words clearly expressed his intention to recruit people.

"Thank you for your kindness, young master, but starting tomorrow, I will be going to the young lady's Qingying Cottage to join the Mo Sect system."

Cheng Laiyun's voice was slightly "stiff".

He turned his face away, avoiding Xu Jiaqun's gaze, and muttered under his breath:

"Thank you very much for those eight catties of top-grade spiritual rice, Young Master Xu."

At this moment, he resembled a straightforward and honest man.

Because he knew that one should never appear too clever in front of any ambitious superior.

A hint of surprise flashed across Xu Jiaqun's brows. He turned around lazily and waved his hand, saying:

"You don't need to overthink it. Lingmi is my way of appreciating you. As for where your heart lies, I don't care."

Don't take it to heart.

"If anything good happens again, I will send someone to let you know. At that time, whether you come or go is up to you."

With that, he stepped out the door, leaving Cheng Laiyun with only his back view.

Cheng Laiyun stood up and watched Xu Jiaqun's body gradually disappear.

His gaze turned serious.

Although the two didn't say much.

But a certain tacit understanding was reached.

He owed Xu Jiaqun a favor.

Whether or not to repay is entirely up to one's conscience.

Whether Cheng Laiyun has a conscience or not, he himself doesn't know.

But he knew of this kindness, and he remembered it.

…………

The Martial Arts Academy remains the same as before.

Those who need to practice, practice; those who need to be criticized, get criticized...

Qi Dazhuang didn't come.

He needs to make the performance more convincing; how can someone go straight to work after burying their own sister?

Back inside, Cheng Laiyun quickly packed some bedding, slung his bag over his shoulder, and headed out.

Goodbye.

Martial Arts Academy.

I'm going to find the young lady!

Stepping out the door, one sees Huo Dongqu sitting expressionlessly in a chair, watching the martial arts instructors train in front of him.

"Gone?" Huo Dongqu naturally noticed Cheng Laiyun as well.

Cheng Laiyun smiled shyly: "I'm leaving now, Master Huo, take care of yourself."

"Heh." Huo Dongqu smirked, speaking indifferently:

"What a pity."

He then turned his head to the side and stopped talking.

Cheng Laiyun pretended not to hear and stepped out of the gate of the Martial Arts Academy without any hesitation.

He naturally knew what Huo Dongqu meant.

Ultimately, I still want him to learn martial arts.

but……

"Excuse me, I am Dao Ye."

"My future fighting style definitely can't be as crude as these muscle men."

In Cheng Laiyun's mind, he could already picture himself standing atop a mountain, casually waving his hand, and a colossal city would rise up, awaiting his command...

"Hehe...hehehe..."

"Mo Xiu..."

…………

The courtyard of Qingying Xiaozhu is a square enclosure.

It was surrounded by a white wall that was two people high on all four sides.

A row of holly bushes grew at the base of the wall, their leaves neatly trimmed, a deep, dark green that made the white wall appear even more pristine.

The courtyard is paved entirely with bluestone slabs.

The main house has a three-bay layout, and a plaque with the four characters "Qingying Xiaozhu" hangs above the door.

A string of copper wind chimes hangs under the eaves. When the wind blows, they tinkle, sounding like a young lady's voice—crisp and nimble.

Just as I entered the courtyard.

Cheng Laiyun then heard a "woof woof" sound.

He looked up and saw a small black dog barking at him.

"Wow! You can really eat!"

He noticed the little black dog's bulging belly, indicating that it had just eaten.

"Little Black, come back quickly!" The young lady's familiar voice.

Cheng Laiyun looked up and, sure enough, saw the young lady in a pink dress standing in the pavilion in the courtyard, looking in his direction.

"Huh? Cheng Laiyun?"

"You've come at the right time! Catch Little Black! Don't let it run away!"

Xu Jiayin's eyes lit up noticeably when she saw Cheng Laiyun.

"Alright!" Cheng Laiyun reached out and picked up the little black dog from the ground, just like he was picking up a chick.

The little female dog was so frightened that she trembled.

"Be gentle!" Seeing Cheng Laiyun's rough handling, Xu Jiayin nervously took Xiao Hei from him, held it in her arms to comfort it, and looked up to scold him:

"Little Black is pregnant."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

I thought it had grown such a big belly from eating too much.

"Senior Sister Xu, I've come to seek refuge with you today!"

"Please take good care of me, senior sister!"

Cheng Laiyun gave Xu Jiayin a bright smile and bowed respectfully.

"Cheng Laiyun!!"

Before Xu Jiayin could say anything...

Suddenly, a figure darted out from a nearby house.

This man was dressed in white and looked quite dashing.

He was handsome with a fair complexion, but what was most unusual was his hair, which was half white and half black.

Its graceful flow carries a hint of the uncanny.

It was none other than Ling Ziyun, the renowned physician.

"You've finally arrived!" Ling Ziyun's peach blossom eyes seemed even more affectionate at this moment. He directly took Cheng Laiyun's hand and sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion:

"Regarding the blood type issue you mentioned a few days ago."

"I've been thinking about this a lot these past two days, and I feel there's great potential in it!"

"But my medical techniques and my supernatural abilities are all unable to detect blood types in blood..."

Just as he sat down.

Ling Ziyun continued talking incessantly, and as he spoke, he pulled out a knife from his pocket, made a cut on his hand, and blood flowed out.

He didn't mind the pain and dripped his blood into a porcelain bowl.

He then stared intently at Cheng Laiyun:

"Laiyun, how do I determine a blood type? I need your help!"

"Ugh~" Xu Jiayin exclaimed in disdain.

"Don't keep pulling out a knife and cutting yourself!"

Uh……

Ling Ziyun was taken aback at first, then looked at Xu Jiayin with confusion:

"You care about me??"

Xu Jiayin was speechless. She rolled her eyes and pointed at the little black cat in her arms:

"My dog ​​is pregnant, and I'm afraid you'll die and be reincarnated into it."

Ling Ziyun's expression froze for a moment, then he reacted and was about to start a fight with Xu Jiayin on the spot:

"Go to hell!"

"Senior Brother Ling, please calm down." Cheng Laiyun stopped Ling Ziyun and coughed.

"Actually, blood type can be determined without using magic or supernatural powers."

?

Not just Ling Ziyun.

Xu Jiayin was also stunned.

In this world filled with extraordinary magic.

Cheng Laiyun's words were like a foreign language to them.

"Buzz~"

Just as Cheng Laiyun was about to explain, he felt a buzzing sound coming from his arms.

He quickly reached into his robes and pulled out a "message token".

The message slowly revealed the words "Xiuji Juanjuan":

"The Tian family has made unusual moves."

Oh? !

A glint of light flashed in Cheng Laiyun's eyes.

A sense of danger emanated from him.

So, it's finally time to get started...?

This thorn in Cheng Laiyun's side, like a fishbone stuck in his throat, would keep him uneasy until he saw it removed with his own eyes.