Chapter 65

Li Yi smiled and said, "I didn't bully you; I was just helping you. Look now, is that talisman still there?"

Wu Simeng turned around in embarrassment and secretly lifted her shirt to look at her lower abdomen, only to find that the talisman on her stomach was gone!

She quickly adjusted her breathing and tried to use the breathing technique, but discovered that the dozens of times faster cultivation speed was gone, and she had returned to her original state.

"Where is my spirit talisman? Give me back my spirit talisman!" Wu Simeng was now completely enraged.

A talisman that could increase cultivation speed by dozens of times was incredibly precious, and the man in front of her had actually made it disappear!

Was there anything more infuriating in the world?

"Don't be anxious. The pattern on your lower abdomen is actually harmful to you," Li Yi said calmly.

"How can it be harmful?" Wu Simeng frowned.

"It will gradually change your body, eventually making it only capable of accepting spiritual energy, turning you into a complete spiritual energy container. Moreover, that woman placed restrictions on the talisman, so if you cultivated using it, you would be under her control."

"I don't understand," Wu Simeng blinked.

Li Yi patiently explained, "Spiritual energy is what you cultivators call the primordial energy and spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In other words, that pattern can greatly increase your cultivation speed, but it also makes it impossible for you to evolve further. Fortunately, I discovered it early. If another two months had passed, all your cells would have turned into spiritual energy collectors, making it very difficult for you to evolve into a higher life form."

Wu Simeng frowned. For a martial artist, cultivation speed was everything. What did "further evolution" and "higher life form" mean? It sounded like something a fraud would say!

Could he have used special methods to steal the spirit talisman given to her by the immortal and then made up an excuse to敷衍 me?

Thinking this, Wu Simeng glared and said, "I don't care. Give me back my spirit talisman! I even helped you, and you repay me like this!"

Li Yi asked, "Why do you want to cultivate?"

Wu Simeng pouted and said impatiently, "Cultivation can strengthen the body and extend life. That spirit talisman could make my cultivation speed dozens of times faster. You made it disappear, so you have to compensate me! Moreover, the senior who gave me the talisman was going to take me as a disciple. With what you did, I probably have no hope of becoming her disciple!"

Thinking of the senior's transcendent and elegant demeanor and the high hopes she had for her, Wu Simeng felt even more aggrieved.

Who wouldn't want to have a transcendent and elegant cultivator as a teacher? She had planned to practice diligently every day and surprise her teacher in ten years, but now everything had been ruined by Li Yi!

Li Yi knew that Wu Simeng was deeply influenced by the customs of martial arts families and couldn't think clearly. He shook his head and smiled, "What's so good about being a disciple of a native? Here, in light of our past friendship, I'll give you two choices."

"First, you can become my disciple. I am stronger than the native, and I can make you become strong at a hundred or even a thousand times the speed of cultivation, far surpassing that spirit-gathering talisman. But just as the native would control you, if you choose this method to strengthen yourself, I will also control you, and you must depend on me for life."

"Second, you can rely on your own strength to evolve slowly, gradually mastering the truths of the world. In this process, I might not be able to help you much, but as long as you have the strength, you can achieve everything through your own efforts. Which one do you choose?"

Wu Simeng thought for a moment and immediately realized that Li Yi's second choice was just empty talk. What did "relying on your own strength" mean? Wasn't he just saying that he wouldn't compensate for the spirit talisman he had taken?

As for the first choice, it was equally laughable. Although Li Yi had some skills and she couldn't beat him, she didn't believe for a moment that Li Yi was stronger than the female cultivator.

Who was Li Yi? A student from No. 16 High School! She still remembered how he was beaten up by thugs.

As the saying goes, foreign monks can chant scriptures, and foreign moons are rounder than those in China. In Wu Simeng's mind, there was no need to say more; just the transcendent and elegant demeanor of the cultivator was something Li Yi couldn't imitate.

Wu Simeng snorted, "Become your disciple? Are you stronger than the immortal I met?"

"Don't always judge people by their appearance. What you know is always far from the truth," Li Yi said, waving his hand.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Wu Simeng found that the person standing in front of her was no longer Li Yi but the white-robed, transcendent and elegant female cultivator she had met five days ago!

Li Yi's voice also became incredibly soft and ethereal, full of mystery, exactly like the female cultivator's voice!

In broad daylight, a classmate had transformed into a mysterious female cultivator. This was too bizarre, and Wu Simeng couldn't imagine such a situation!

Could this be the legendary divine magic?

"Senior!" Wu Simeng's mind flashed with a realization, as if she understood something.

A transcendent and elegant senior wouldn't take disciples lightly. To be her disciple, one must have exceptional character and temperament!

The situation just now must have been the senior using divine magic to transform into her classmate to test her!

That's right, how could a classmate who was beaten up by thugs become so powerful? This must be the senior's test!

And she had mistaken the "senior" for a classmate and even fought with her. How could she pass the test being so foolish?

Wu Simeng was drenched in cold sweat and stammered, "Senior, I didn't know it was you. I thought... I thought the classmate was being unreasonable and wanted to bully me... Mengmeng acted rashly, please forgive me!"

Li Yi smiled and resumed his original appearance and voice, "Look at you, judging people by their appearance again. I just became a bit more graceful, and you were convinced?"

"Eh?" Wu Simeng felt a blur, and the transcendent and elegant immortal was back to being Li Yi!

What was this senior up to?

"Just now, I only changed the optical projection on the surface of my body to mimic the appearance of that woman, and I imitated her voice," Li Yi waved his hand at the still dazed Wu Simeng. "But in terms of skills, I am much stronger than that woman. I just can't fully exert my power in this low-level three-dimensional plane. You don't need to doubt my words. If I wanted to deceive you, I could have transformed into that woman to deceive you."

Wu Simeng blinked and shook her head, "Senior, please don't test Mengmeng anymore. Quickly return to your true form!"

At this moment, she was absolutely certain that Li Yi was the transcendent and elegant female cultivator, because the real Li Yi could never be so powerful!

"Right, Senior, you gave me two choices just now. The first choice was to become your disciple, right? I will become your disciple now. Master, please accept your disciple's bow!" Wu Simeng knelt down in front of Li Yi.

Seeing that he was misunderstood, Li Yi shook his head slightly but didn't bother to explain.

At this point, Wu Simeng would likely interpret any explanation as a test, as countless legends and stories in China involve testing a disciple's character and temperament through such intelligence-lowering methods.

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