Black Tech Internet Cafe System

“Wow… this is your faction?” Surrounded by rolling hills, the green stone bridges connected the high peaks, and white cranes strolled in the clouds that were floating around the mountains and in the deep valleys.

In the depths of the lush forest dotted some pavilions and towers which matched the green and flourishing trees perfectly.

The grand and towering buildings were built in the forest in a certain orderly pattern without ruining the beauty and structure of the mountains.

In fact, Fang Qi had seen many factions where the tall and big palaces destroyed the structure of mountains.

However, this faction before him seemed to truly merge into nature. The winding paths looked serene, but the tranquility couldn’t conceal the great dignity of this ancient faction.

Looked down from the sky, the whole faction was like a huge astrolabe on which all kinds of buildings dotted the mountainous forest like elusive stars.

Compared with the Three Saint Factions, this faction had fewer imposing buildings but had a different sense of aloofness and sereneness.

Only until now did Fang Qi learn that the two messengers who first visited the Yuanyang City Shop were third generation disciples of the Heavenly Faction. The fat one was Ding San, and the thin one was Shi Lei.

The person who came with them was Xiao Yunhe, the white-robed elder who had discussed Dao in the Heavenly Faction with the black-robed Daoist.

But…

Mr. Fang saw a loli walking before him!

What is going on with Jiang Xiaoyue? How did she come with us?!

“Hehehe!” Jiang Xiaoyue made a face at Mr. Fang and said, “I’m an outstanding disciple in the Heavenly Academy, so the elders sent me here to have a friendly visit in the Heavenly Faction which has the same root as our academy!”

Walking beside her, Elder Xiao Yunhe confirmed her words and added, “Some other outstanding disciples of the Heavenly Academy will come here too. In exchange, we’ll send some outstanding disciples to the Heavenly Academy.”

“You even have exchange students?!” Mr. Fang froze.

“That’s the concept…” Xiao Yunhe laughed and said, “You had such programs long ago? I thought our exchange plan is a new idea. Hahaha!”

“Of course…” Mr. Fang said.

…

“Teaching Dao?” They talked with each other while walking toward the depths of the faction.

Mr. Fang froze. “Asking me to teach Dao…?”

“…” The white-robed Elder Xiao Yunhe said respectfully, “I heard that even some saint-level masters in the West Continent call you ‘Instructor Fang’ with respect. With your status, our disciples will be fortunate if you can teach Dao in our Heavenly Faction!”

He continued, “You may give a casual lesson. If I’m being presumptuous, please just forget it.”

“…” Mr. Fang asked, “A casual lesson will do?”

“Of course!”

“Then, I’ll do it…”

“Ugh…!?” Xiao Yunhe stared at Mr. Fang dumbfoundedly.

He agreed just like this?!

…

From the mountain gate, the group walked over a stone bridge and reached the Dao-Teaching Meadow where the new disciples did their morning training.

The disciples who were guarding the faction on the stone bridge bowed at them to greet them. The new disciples and advanced disciples stood in two square formations on Dao-Teaching Meadow and outside of the Dao Pursuit Palace. The new disciples were dressed in grey robes while the advanced disciples wore blue robes.

About 100 disciples were sitting on futons inside Dao Pursuit Palace, and they were dressed in white robes. They were the core disciples of the Heavenly Faction.

A few people sat in front of others, and their cuffs had embroidered auspicious beast patterns. Even though Mr. Fang didn’t understand the division of the disciples in this faction, he could see that these were the most talented or most outstanding young disciples in the whole faction in one glance.

Such a big welcome ceremony…? Mr. Fang looked around and saw many white-robed young men and women sneaking glances at him from the left and the right.

Oh… Mr. Fang was excited. The promotion has produced good effects…

When Mr. Fang glanced at them, the disciples remembered his hellish gaze over instant noodles in the visuals. “…”

“That gaze seems to be able to decide your fate…” Elder Gu Song’s narration was still fresh in their minds.

With a shiver, these disciples all shrugged like rabbits.

Of course, a group of old men walked toward Mr. Fang with big smiles.

“…”

…

They exchanged pleasantries.

…

There were six major disciples, three men and three women, in the Heavenly Faction. They sat at the front of the group.

Behind them were 36 outstanding disciples including Cang Feng and Xu Yingjie, the white-robed disciple of Gu Song.

After Mr. Fang was gone, some girls came together. “Was that Old Demon Fang… Oh, no… Holiness Fang?”

“When he glanced at me, I was suffocated…”

“Horrifying…”

“A master who destroys factions without blinking…”

“He cast a glance at me. Do you think…!!??”

“What are you talking about?” One of the white-robed women in the front walked over.

“Ahh-! Senior Sister Yu Yin!” the girls shrieked.

“Get yourselves ready; we’ll visit Holiness Fang in the afternoon.”

“Why are we going?”

“Can we not go…?”

“Oh! My stomach hurts!”

“I…I…I… experienced qi deviation last night during cultivation…”

“I…” Thud! One girl dropped to the ground stiffly.

“…”

…

Oblivious of the situation, Mr. Fang began to choose the location for the branch shop.

Different from other shops, the Heavenly Faction applied for the opening of this branch shop, so it was easy to obtain.

…

On the other side.

“Are you sure that you don’t want to go and hear Senior Fang’s lesson on Dao?”

“Lesson on Dao?” The girl who had fallen down stood up again. “Do we have the opportunity to hear Dao from a master who is on the Ascendance-level?”

“The… Senior Fang will really give a lesson on Dao?!” another girl asked cautiously.

“Are you going?”

“Yes! Yes!”

“4 PM at Immortal Tune Pavilion; don’t be late.”

…

Meanwhile, one the side of male disciples.

Cang Feng obviously had also heard the news.

“Lesson on Dao…?”

Instantly, the image of Mr. Fang eating instant noodles rose in his mind. “Burp-!”

“Mr. Fang taught us many battle pithy formulas…”

“Hairy bosses are afraid of fire, and big bosses are afraid of doors…” The image in his mind changed to the one in which the elves recited Mr. Fang’s ‘pithy formulas’ with great pride.

“…”