Chapter 1

"Fourth Brother, which university are you in now?"

"Wudaokou Vocational and Technical School."

"Not bad, to get into Wudaokou Vocational and Technical School, your family must have pulled a lot of strings for you."

"Bullshit, I got in on my own merit."

Jin Si adjusted his glasses and picked up a skewer.

Wudaokou Vocational and Technical School, the top school in the country, also known as Shuimu University.

He glanced disdainfully at the others at the table.

He had dreamed of entering Shuimu University since he was a child.

Now his dream had come true, and he had finally become a... security guard at Shuimu University.

Of course, Jin Si's dream had not completely died out.

Although he had no hope of attending Shuimu University, he still had a chance to attend Shuimu University as a student.

"Let's not talk about it, I have to get back to my glorious post. This meal is on me, boss, just charge it, no need to give me change."

"Brother, you're still short by five yuan."

"..."

Jin Si was very satisfied with his life.

He had a car, a house, and both his parents had passed away, leaving him free and easy, with a stable job.

Although his income was not high, having a house in the capital was a dream that most people could not achieve.

To put it bluntly, Jin Si was a rich second generation.

His parents had left him three houses, not just any houses.

All of them were within the Second Ring Road, with a total value exceeding 50 million RMB.

Jin Si now lived in the school staff dormitory, renting out the three houses.

Each month, this brought him a substantial and stable income.

For a slacker, this was already the most ideal state of life.

To the north of the dormitory was a laboratory.

It was said that many national-level experiments were conducted there.

Tonight, the lights in that direction were particularly bright.

Jin Si looked at the experimental building.

That doesn't seem to be just the lights...

Damn, that's a big fire.

Shit! We need to put out the fire.

The slacker's mind heated up, and he rushed directly towards the building.

While running, he called the police.

Researchers in white coats were constantly rushing out of the building.

Thick smoke was billowing inside.

Jin Si hesitated; the fire seemed quite large...

Should he enter the fire?

Is there anyone inside?

If there's still someone inside, they must be national pillars.

They are certainly more valuable than a slacker like me.

In the end, the slacker rushed into the fire.

Cough, cough—

"Is anyone there?"

The smoke was too thick, and there was a large circular machine in front of him.

The circular machine was rotating and continuously emitting electric arcs.

It seemed that the fire was caused by this machine.

The electric arcs kept striking the surrounding objects, causing them to disintegrate.

Whether it was wooden tables and chairs, metal, or concrete walls, none were spared.

"I have a bad feeling about this."

Crack—

A huge electric arc struck Jin Si's body.

It didn't hurt at all...

Then, a scene of the DC super boss, the little blue man, becoming a god suddenly appeared in the slacker's mind.

Decomposition, limbs, body, and even the entire circulatory system.

Finally, Jin Si saw a massive explosion.

"Ah..."

Snap—

"Shut up, or I'll smash your monkey brain. Pay attention to the lecture."

Jin Si's head was hit hard.

Jin Si turned his head and saw a young man in a Taoist robe sitting next to him, glaring at him fiercely.

Looking around, he saw that everyone sitting there was about the same age, wearing Taoist robes.

At this moment, the old man standing on the podium suddenly put down the ancient book in his hand and looked at Jin Si.

Jin Si also met the old man's gaze.

This was a gaze full of stories.

"Hmm, not bad, you've opened your mind." The old man stroked his white beard and nodded in satisfaction: "You are an ordinary mountain ape, and you have been under my tutelage for a hundred years. It's already rare for you to open your mind, but due to your limited talent, it's unlikely you can cultivate to the level of an immortal. Go to the scripture hall and find a method to leave the mountain."

"Are... are you talking to me?" Jin Si looked at the old man in surprise.

"Of course, you monkey. Although your talent is mediocre, you have some insight. Opening your mind allows you to understand human speech and the principles of heaven, which is a bit of good fortune."

"May I ask who the teacher is?"

"I am from Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sansheng Cave, and I am called Puti." The old man said: "You were an ape I found in the mountain and raised for a hundred years, so you are my disciple."

Jin Si looked at his hairy limbs and his completely different physique.

I've become a monkey?

No, an ape.

And I've become a disciple of Master Puti?

Wait... it seems Sun Wukong and I are fellow disciples.

We're all monkeys, and we're all disciples of Master Puti.

Why did he become a saint and a Buddha, while I can only be a monkey?

"Master... can you... can you give me some special training? Maybe I have some potential that hasn't been discovered yet. At the very least, I can be a guardian beast for your mountain."

"Hehe... you lazy monkey. If you want to stay, you can stay."

"Then you won't drive me away?"

"You don't fulfill any heavenly destiny, nor do you have any karmic ties. You can come and go as you please."

"Hehe... thank you, Master... By the way, Master, can you give me a name?"

"You eat ten times more than your fellow disciples, so I'll call you Wufan."

Damn, how did I become that monkey's son?

Master, are you doing this on purpose?

"Master, what do you think of Wukong?"

"Hmm, not bad, that's a good name. From now on, you'll be called Wufan."

...

Three years later—

In three years, Jin Si had completely become a glorious demon cultivator.

He was the lowest in cultivation, the laziest, and the youngest among the disciples on the mountain.

Although Master Puti had many disciples, there was no bullying among them.

Instead, many fellow disciples showed concern.

Jin Si felt very frustrated.

No bullying means no growth!

Fellow disciples who are too loving have no future.

"Master... this is why my cultivation is weak. Without bullying, there's no pressure, and without pressure, there's no motivation, and without motivation, there's no way to unlock potential." Jin Si looked at Puti with watery eyes.

"You monkeys don't listen to the right teachings, but you have a lot of twisted ideas. According to your logic, should I arrange some bullying fellow disciples for you?"

"Not really. Fellow disciples are very caring, which satisfies their psychological needs and also helps me maintain a clear mind. It's a win-win situation and a good story for the sect."

"You just want to be lazy, don't you?"

"No, this is in line with the Daoist principle of non-action."

"Do you still want to transform? Do you want to marry a beautiful wife?"

"Yes."

"With your cultivation progress, you might not even transform by the end of your life."

"Master, if you want a grandson so badly, I'll go down the mountain and kidnap a civilian girl. In three years, I'll have two... Master, what are you doing? Put the sword away..."

Puti, angry, pulled out his sword and chased after Jin Si, shouting: "If I don't see a grandson in ten years... no, if I don't see you transform in ten years, I'll break your bones."

"Master... if I can give you a grandson in ten years, will you teach me the Seventy-Two Transformations?"

Escaping from Puti's pursuit, Jin Si hid in a treasure cave in the mountain.

This treasure cave was Jin Si's hiding place, where he stored all the immortal herbs and flowers he collected on the mountain.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain was not very large, but it was a true paradise.

Jin Si's talent was mediocre, and in three years, he had only learned a set of staff techniques and basic cultivation methods, including the "Beast God Method."

His cultivation was still at the "Opening the Mind" stage.

For demon cultivators like Jin Si, the stages before becoming a demon immortal were: Spirit Communication, Opening the Mind, Spirit Movement, Transformation, and Tribulation.

Spirit Communication was a basic condition for demon cultivation, not even a stage.

If one couldn't communicate with spirits, cultivation would be impossible.

So, as a small disciple of the great Master Puti, Jin Si's cultivation could be considered unprecedentedly low.

Sometimes, Jin Si even wondered if one day Puti would feel ashamed of his low cultivation and kill him in anger.

Feeling that he needed to work a bit harder, whether to give Master a grandson in ten years or to avoid being killed by Master, Jin Si stretched out his arms and forcefully pulled the air in front of him, creating a void.

"Search for a spatial passage."

At the same time, an electronic voice sounded in Jin Si's mind: "Low-level spatial passage detected. Time flows 20 times faster than normal. Maximum stay: one year. Minimum stay: three months."

"Open the spatial passage."

"Do you want to deploy a spatial anchor?"

"Deploy."

This was a special ability Jin Si had discovered recently, an active spatial traversal ability.

Jin Si didn't know if the spatial passage he opened was random. Not long ago, he had opened a spatial passage for the first time and had a basic understanding of this ability.

After opening the spatial passage and deploying a spatial anchor, it meant he could repeatedly enter and exit this space as long as he had enough energy to open the spatial passage.