The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

Make sure to feed your Pokémon to the maximum level before leaving the starting village.

Then, using a max-level Charizard, he fought against those short-sleeved kids on the roadside who only had level 5 Caterpie.

When playing League of Legends as a top laner, his champion pool is always limited to Mordekaiser and Darius.

A friend once ruthlessly questioned Xia Chuan, saying that he hadn't done anything at all.

To prove himself, Xia Chuan immediately and confidently chose a bear-themed weapon he had never played before.

After unleashing a barrage of unexplained combos that completely crushed his roommate's Fiora, he finally realized...

It turns out that the strong one was never the hero, but himself!

So why not stack passive abilities if they can be stacked?

The base trigger probability of Black Flash is one in ten thousand.

Each time this shot is successfully fired, the trigger probability will permanently increase by 0.004%.

As a college student who once seriously took the advanced mathematics exam.

Xia Chuan simply substituted the formula for the harmonic series into his mind and calculated it.

To reach a 100% guaranteed hit rate, the total expectation is that you only need to throw about 235,000 punches.

With his current physical strength, he can easily throw three punches per second when he goes all out.

It will only take about 22 hours to fully stack this passive ability!

However, reality is not a game, and we need to consider factors such as physical strength decreasing over time, muscle soreness, and the need to eat and sleep.

I only dedicate two hours each day to stacking passive skills.

All told, it will only take a maximum of eleven days!

It takes about eleven days to turn Black Flash into a basic attack!

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of this, Xia Chuan could no longer hold back and burst into wild laughter, covering his face:

"This is truly divine intervention!"

As long as the sandbag puppet promised by Ancestor Jiang Mingzi arrives, Xia Chuan Gou will become the "Sword God of Shili Slope" in the backyard of Sanzhen.

The day I emerge from seclusion will be the day I am invincible in the world. All of this is just a matter of a dozen days or so!

Meanwhile, Gao Haoguang, who was diligently digging in the soil, was also filled with anticipation for a bright future.

Because he had just learned something new and was now putting it to good use, he was fawning over the patriarch of the same month.

As expected, the patriarch was very pleased and, with a wave of his hand, bestowed upon him a special "magic weapon".

The master confidently declared that it was a magical scroll that would allow him, a novice, to grow rapidly.

The only flaw is...

The smile that appeared on the patriarch's lips before he cut off the communication with the same month's decree seemed a little off.

The wickedness in that smile gave Gao Haoguang a strange sense of familiarity.

That year, Gao Haoguang was still young, not even as tall as a donkey cart.

He went with Xia Chuan to a town dozens of miles away to buy winter supplies. Because they missed the designated time, they had to spend the night in a dilapidated, drafty inn in the wilderness.

That night, a fierce wind howled outside, sounding like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

To relieve his boredom, Xia Chuan told him a terrifying series of ghost stories with great emotion.

Young Gao Haoguang was terrified and huddled under the covers, trembling. He didn't even dare to go to the outhouse.

Just as Gao Haoguang was on the verge of collapse, Xia Chuan suddenly leaned close to his ear and secretly told him a folk remedy for warding off evil spirits:

"Grey, remember this: ghosts are most afraid of barking dogs."

"As long as the dog barks, even the fiercest ghost will be scared away."

After saying that, Xia Chuan added, "I'm going to take a piss."

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared and never returned.

Left alone in the gloomy guest room, the young gray cub barked "woof woof woof" all night long in order to protect itself.

But... would the dignified founder of the Three Realms, the immortal lord who has dominated for eternity, be so treacherous?

Gao Haoguang wiped the mud and sweat from his forehead, full of suspicion.

Probably not.

He's a famous figure who's gone down in history, and he seems like a pretty good person.

Perhaps it's true that once bitten, twice shy, and I'm just being overly cautious.

"What are you laughing at? You're drooling, aren't you going to help me drench my saliva?"

Gao Haoguang, his backside covered in mud, looked at Xia Chuan sitting beside him, grinning foolishly, and complained with dissatisfaction:

"Why do I have to dig up your share of the dolls too?"

Xia Chuan spread his hands and sighed:

"Wasn't this specially designated by the patriarch for you to dig?"

Just as Gao Haoguang was about to retort.

The shovel in his hand suddenly made a "clang" sound.

"We've found it!"

Gao Haoguang's eyes lit up, and he dug through the thick layer of soil with both hands, revealing a wooden brocade box inside.

"Everything the patriarch promised must be in here!"

As he spoke, he impatiently opened the brocade box.

However, after opening the box, there were no dolls or magical artifacts.

Only a withered yellow scroll made of some unknown material and a book with the four large characters "Mingzi Rishi" written on its cover quietly appeared before the two of them.

Xia Chuan craned his neck to take a look, and his thick brows instantly furrowed tightly.

"What's this? A diary?"

"Master Jiang Mingzi's diary? What respectable person keeps a diary?!"

Xia Chuan felt a sense of bewilderment, and then frantically rummaged through the box.

Where is my sparring doll?

Gao Haoguang was also completely bewildered: "I don't know."

"Perhaps... the doll was too big to fit in the brocade box, so the patriarch buried it separately in another place?"

Gao Haoguang gave Xia Chuan a perfunctory reply, his entire attention now completely drawn to the withered yellow scroll.

His hands trembled as he impatiently grabbed the scroll.

This is undoubtedly the most advanced and genuine inheritance of the Three Truths!

Simply open it and you will receive the legacy of the patriarch!

Xia Chuan felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Gao Haoguang's unguarded movements.

He instinctively felt that something was wrong with this thing!

"Grey, wait a minute, don't touch that!"

Xia Chuan was about to reach out to stop Gao Haoguang when the scroll suddenly burst into light.

It instantly transformed into a huge, living blanket, binding Xia Chuan and Gao Haoguang tightly together!

Immediately, the giant carpet carried the two of them, transforming into a streak of light that rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

"What, what, what is going on?!"

Gao Haoguang gripped the edge of the blanket tightly, peering out in utter horror.

He stared down at the Third Palace, which was shrinking visibly until it became a black dot, his voice trembling in the gale.

"How...how did we fly?!"

Gao Haoguang reacted quickly

I got scammed!

"Jiang Mingzi!!!"

You treacherous, untrustworthy bastard!!!

Gao Haoguang's furious roar, filled with grief and indignation, echoed mournfully in the biting wind thousands of meters above the ground.

Just then, the Three Truths Under the Same Moon Token hanging on Gao Haoguang's waist was activated again, glowing with light.

Jiang Mingzi's smug face flashed before Gao Haoguang's eyes.

"You brat, how dare you talk to your elders like that?"

Do you understand the importance of respecting teachers and valuing their teachings?

Seeing the two people with their hair disheveled and faces contorted by the strong wind, Jiang Mingzi burst into laughter:

"Didn't you want to become stronger quickly?"

"It just so happens that your senior brother wants some dolls."

Jiang Mingzi continued to deliver the final blow with a smile:

"After much thought, why don't I have the two of you go and fight the Nirvana Corpse directly?"

"It's killing two birds with one stone! Even I, the Immortal Lord, can't help but praise myself as a genius."

"Alright, have a pleasant journey."

Before the words were even finished, it seemed to be in response to the patriarch's quirky sense of humor.

The spell scroll carrying the two people burst into a blinding light once more in the clouds, then vanished into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.