One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Tianyi looked at Chen Duo, his eyes full of encouragement:

"This fortune telling is free."

"I only have one sentence for you."

"When that choice comes..."

Zhang Tianyi pointed to her heart:

Don't ask about right or wrong, and don't care about the rules.

"Ask around here."

"Go wherever you want."

Chen Duo stared blankly at the man in front of her.

She didn't quite understand the concept of "after the worst comes the best," nor did she quite grasp the meaning of "choice."

However, she felt a warm sensation coming from the back of her hand.

The warmth made her long-numbed heart beat for the first time in a long time.

"Go wherever you want... just go wherever you want..."

Chen Duo murmured softly, a hint of brilliance appearing in her green eyes.

"Okay, go back."

Zhang Tianyi withdrew his hand, leaned back in his chair, and resumed his languid posture.

"Remember what Master Dao said."

Chen Duo stood up and gave Zhang Tianyi a deep look.

Then, quite unusually and somewhat awkwardly, she bowed slightly to Zhang Tianyi.

"Thank you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Watching Chen Duo leave, Wang Ye approached, his face full of curiosity:

"Second Master, this time... you're not lying?"

"What a load of bull."

Zhang Tianyi rolled her eyes at him, picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

"This girl...it's heartbreaking."

"Compared to her, you bunch of little brats are practically raised in a honey pot."

"Alright! Pack up and close up shop!"

"Extra dinner tonight! Stew that old hen for me!"

"I want chicken soup!!"

Chapter 80 Everyone's a Dragon? You're even more awesome than me, Daoist Master?

In the early morning, Biyou Village is shrouded in mist, giving it a secluded and idyllic feel.

But for Zhang Tianyi, who had just gotten up, the whole mood was ruined by the bowl of tasteless white porridge in his hand.

"I'm talking about Little Ma."

Zhang Tianyi sat on a stone bench in the courtyard.

As he stirred the porridge, he said to Ma Xianhong, who was standing at the door, looking somewhat reserved yet expectant:

"You guys need to improve the quality of your meals. I'm still growing, and this bland, watery food first thing in the morning is really not making me happy."

Ma Xianhong's lips twitched slightly.

Growing up?

What kind of body do you still have?

But he maintained his humble and polite demeanor, cupping his hands in greeting:

"The lesson learned is that I will make improvements in the kitchen immediately."

"However, today... I have come here specifically because I have something important that I would like to invite the Master, as well as Daoist Wang and Brother Zhuge, to come and appraise it."

"Oh?"

Zhang Tianyi put down the porridge bowl and raised an eyebrow.

He keenly caught the fleeting fervor and pride in Ma Xianhong's eyes.

"Something important?"

Wang, standing next to him, yawned and stuffed the last bite of his steamed bun into his mouth.

"Village Chief Ma, could it be another one of those mechanical puppets that only give people nightmares?"

"Do not."

Ma Xianhong shook his head, his tone becoming unusually solemn:

“That is the foundation of Biyou Village, and also the culmination of my life’s work, Ma Xianhong.”

"It is also the core carrier of my new interception concept."

……

Ten minutes later.

Led by Ma Xianhong, the group passed through layers of tight guards and arrived at a huge building built against the mountain.

The door slowly opened.

A smell mixed with metal, engine oil, and strong Qi wafted over.

When everyone could see what was inside.

Even the well-informed Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing couldn't help but be shocked and gasp.

"This...this is..."

Zhuge Qing's folding fan froze in mid-air, and his usually squinting eyes opened completely for the first time, filled with disbelief.

In the very center of the hall.

A huge and complex spherical mechanical device stands there.

It resembles a giant metal heart, with countless tubes connecting to the surrounding area like blood vessels.

Intricate runes were faintly visible on the metal surface, emitting a faint blue light.

The entire device was operating slowly, emitting a low, rhythmic hum.

"Cultivation Furnace".

Ma Xianhong walked to the huge device, opened his arms as if embracing his own child.

His voice carried an undisguised pride:

"This is my masterpiece."

"It can not only help those with supernatural abilities to cultivate and improve their cultivation level."

Ma Xianhong turned around and looked intently at the crowd:

"More importantly... it can transform ordinary people into superhumans!"

"what?!"

Wang Ye exclaimed in disbelief, “Transforming ordinary people?! Old Ma, are you crazy?!”

Zhuge Qing's expression also changed drastically, becoming extremely solemn:

"Do you know what this means? Once the line between superhumans and ordinary people is broken... what kind of chaos will the world descend into?"

"chaos?"

Ma Xianhong sneered, his eyes turning fanatical and obsessive:

Why is there chaos?

"The way of Heaven is to take from those who have more and give to those who have less. Why are some people born to be high above others and possess extraordinary abilities, while others spend their entire lives as ordinary mortals?"

"I'm going to break down this barrier!"

"What I want to do is to teach without discrimination! To make everyone a dragon among men!"

Ma Xianhong became more and more excited as he spoke. He looked at Zhang Tianyi, who had remained silent and was simply examining the cultivation furnace, his eyes filled with anticipation:

"Master Tian Shu! You are a highly accomplished sage, you should be able to understand me, right?"

"Look at this world, how many people suffer because they lack the aptitude? As long as you have this cultivation furnace, as long as you complete this final core..."

"I can make everyone in the world qualified to pursue the Tao!"

"Master! Join me! With your cultivation and knowledge, if you can help me perfect this Body Cultivation Furnace, we can create an unprecedented new era together!"

Ma Xianhong's impassioned voice echoed in the hall.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing both fell silent.

They were stunned by Ma Xianhong's almost insane ideals.

At the same time, I also felt a deep unease.

Zhang Tianyi, who hadn't said a word, slowly circled the huge body-cultivating furnace with his hands behind his back.

He reached out and tapped on the cold metal casing.

"when--"

The sound was crisp and clear.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Zhang Tianyi looked at Ma Xianhong, his eyes surprisingly showing a hint of genuine appreciation: