Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 24: On the Way to the Open Class at Xiaohuifeng

What happened to getting smarter with age? This is clearly a strange old man with a bad temper.

But Zhang Deming didn't underestimate him.

After fifty years of entry, he still hadn't been promoted to the inner sect or become a Taiji cultivator.

Usually, he would be sent to manage secular affairs or sent back to develop his own cultivation family, expanding the peripheral influence of the sect.

Those who could continue to stay in the sect either had impressive skills or sufficient background.

Regardless of which one it was, it was worth it for Zhang Deming, who had just entered the outer sect, to put aside his pride and actively get to know them.

When the old man heard Zhang Deming's greeting, he just nodded and said, "Let's skip the pleasantries and get started. Jieling Grass is the main ingredient for making Spirit Medicine."

The market demand is very high, and this..."

Although the old man had a strange temperament, he was not difficult to get along with. Moreover, he explained things to Zhang Deming very seriously and carefully. He was a good person.

The two of them chatted until noon before the old man finished.

Declining Zhang Deming's invitation to stay, he left directly.

As soon as the old man left, the delivery of food arrived. It was obvious that he had timed it.

It has to be said that he was a strange and interesting old man.

After a few hurried days, Zhang Deming gradually adapted to the peaceful life at Qingyou Pool.

After more than ten years, this slow-paced life no longer bored Zhang Deming to the extreme. Instead, it became somewhat pleasant and serene.

Every day, he practiced magic, cultivated, and occasionally exercised, maintaining the perfect physique he had developed over ten years. He lived a fulfilling life.

The only downside was that there was only a snake accompanying him, which was a bit lonely.

Apart from these, the only thing that surprised Zhang Deming was the issue of luck.

In the warehouse, luck was somewhat strange. Originally, only half of the luck sphere had condensed, but now it had condensed into one and a half.

Although he was treated well since coming here, he hardly knew anyone.

According to the rules he had previously figured out, such a significant increase in luck shouldn't have happened.

After all, the first sphere took ten years, and there might even be a bonus for being a transmigrator.

The second sphere was due to the improvement in strength and the influence of merit.

So, for the third sphere to be one and a half, it couldn't be just because of the improved treatment, right?

Of course, he hadn't completely figured out the rules for obtaining luck, so Zhang Deming was confused and could only put it aside for now.

On this day, Zhang Deming looked at the date on the class schedule. Today was the first class of a new round of open classes, the first lesson of Agility Technique.

He had been looking forward to this for a long time.

And the two free techniques, Agility Technique was currently the one he needed the most.

Because the sect was too big, not to mention the sect, even Xiaohuifeng was too big.

Without a mount or means of transportation, he was practically under house arrest in this environment.

But with Agility Technique, despite its unimpressive name, once he became proficient in it, he would have much more freedom in the sect.

Because the Spirit Deer was a natural carrier of Agility Technique.

In other words, once he mastered Agility Technique, Zhang Deming would at least be able to match the Spirit Deer's normal speed, becoming a humanoid mount. At least moving within the sect would no longer be difficult.

Otherwise, not to mention entering and leaving the sect, just going up and down Xiaohuifeng once would be enough to exhaust him.

As for the inner sect peaks, let alone climbing them, they were simply too high.

After tidying up and putting on the new outer sect disciple attire, Zhang Deming looked at the time.

Because his goal was to learn spells, not to be a teaching senior, he wasn't in a hurry and didn't need to fight for a spot.

At a relatively fast pace, he headed towards the main hall of the Xiaohuifeng transmission hall.

Just as he passed through the quiet alley of Qingyoutan and entered the main road, more people started to appear around him.

The monthly open class lecture day was the busiest time at Xiaohuifeng.

Zhang Deming was walking alone, currently unknown to anyone, proceeding forward in solitude.

After walking for a while, the road ahead suddenly became lively.

A crowd of people gathered, as if something exciting was happening.

With his focus on agility techniques and being a newcomer to the outer sect, he didn't want to get involved in any commotion.

Zhang Deming just glanced at the crowd, without any intention of getting closer, planning to go around directly.

But what caught Zhang Deming off guard was that as he approached, many people around him started turning their heads to look at him.

Then the group of people surrounding him also turned their heads to look at him.

As the crowd dispersed, Zhang Deming was stunned.

There was no fighting or gambling going on at all.

In the crowd were two women, one with an ordinary appearance, a delicate beauty;

The other had short hair that reached her ears, exuding a strong masculine aura, possibly leaning towards being a tomboy.

Both of them were young, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old.

What stunned Zhang Deming was not the two women, but the fact that the woman with the strong masculine aura was holding an identity card in her hand.

On the identity card, a twenty-inch screen was currently projecting a photo of Zhang Deming's upper body.

Before Zhang Deming arrived, this woman was obviously pointing at the screen and saying something.

Because of this, everyone turned their heads to look at Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming looked confused: "."

So, it's not okay to avoid the commotion? The commotion that everyone is looking at is actually about himself?

Why?

Zhang Deming furrowed his brows slightly. He had been in the sect for ten years and had always been very low-key, not attracting much attention.

He didn't remember knowing these two senior sisters, nor did he remember anyone in the sect being so well-known, almost like celebrities.

Being stared at by everyone like this, Zhang Deming frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, we don't know each other, senior sister.

As a stranger, whether you are introducing me to everyone or arranging something, don't you think it's inappropriate?"

At the same time, Zhang Deming vaguely guessed that the abnormal increase in his luck earlier was probably related to the current situation. He might have inexplicably become famous.

At this moment, the crowd surrounding the two women had already dispersed, and the two women in the middle also stopped their lively explanation from earlier.

Looking at Zhang Deming in surprise, one of them said, "Oh, isn't this the newly famous junior brother with extraordinary luck? What a coincidence."

Zhang Deming's expression was cold as he calmly said, "Not a coincidence. Today is the open class, as a newcomer, I will naturally come.

And this happens to be the route from Xiaohuifeng to the transmission hall. Judging from the current crowd, the two senior sisters must have been waiting here early.

Obviously, you were trying to block me.

So, junior brother doesn't think it's a coincidence.

Right, senior sisters?

It must have been quite tiring for you to wait here so early in the morning. Can you also tell me what you were discussing?"

As Zhang Deming spoke, the surrounding gazes all turned to the two senior sisters.

The woman with an ordinary appearance and delicate beauty seemed timid, instinctively reaching out to tug at the tomboy's sleeve.

Apparently, at first glance, she didn't seem to be the one in charge.

(End of this chapter)