Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class

At the foot of Mountain Hu.

“Sect Master, when will classes for the Alchemy specialization begin?”

“That’s right! Sect Master, what about Divination specialization.

“My great-grandson is getting married next month. I want to pick a good date for him.”

“Sect Master, don’t forget about the Array Formation specialization too.”

“Sect Master…”

There was an endless stream of questions.

Qin Chuan felt as though his head was about to explode.

If only he had the Shadow Clone Technique.

Sigh!

Qin Chuan sighed lightly, “Everyone, don’t be anxious. It will be your turn soon.”

“How soon is soon?”

“Err…” Qin Chuan didn’t know how to reply to that.

Wang Zhixing came looking for him.

He pulled Qin Chuan aside and said, “Chuan, tell me the truth. How are the weapon forgers progressing?”

Qin Chuan felt awkward. After all, it wasn’t easy to master the art of forging weapons.

When he saw a troubled look on Qin Chuan’s face, Wang Zhixing didn’t probe any further.

He went on, “Qin Chuan, I support the establishment of the specializations.

“After all, a new skill always requires a lot of research and experimentation.

“However, when you start so many professions at once, you won’t be able to teach all of them alone.

“How about this? Teach the basics for every specialization first and let them compete on who gets taught next.

“The students who master the basics will get priority in learning the knowledge of the next level.

“When there is competition, they will be more motivated and passionate. They will be able to grasp the skills faster as well.”

Qin Chuan’s eyes lit up.

That method of teaching seemed great.

He had originally planned to discuss this matter with Wang Zhixing.

However, he got so busy with the specialization classes and new students that he forgot about it.

Now that Wang Zhixing had taken the initiative, Qin Chuan had so many brilliant ideas.

As expected of a great educator, Wang Zhixing had so many methods for the art of teaching.

After some detailed planning tonight, Qin Chuan would announce a new plan tomorrow morning.

…

After sending everyone off, Qin Chuan was in a great mood while on his way home.

The sunset gradually faded, and the sky slowly darkened.

From today onwards, a curfew would be in effect for the entire city after 7 PM.

So, there were much fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the streets than before.

When he passed by the roast duck shop, Qin Chuan bought a roast duck for Zhao Xuanxuan and chose the biggest one.

He did not have many feelings for Zhao Xuanxuan. He still felt like she was a stranger even though he had inherited Qin Chuan’s original owner’s memories.

But he had his own reasons for treating her nicely. Before transmigrating, Qin Chuan was also an orphan. He wasn’t close to anyone when he was young. When he finally grew up, he still lived alone.

Now that he had transmigrated to another world, he had a whole new life.

Even if he was still an orphan in this life, he had someone to keep him company.

So, Qin Chuan also treated Zhao Xuanxuan as his family.

…

Back at the rental apartment, he stood downstairs, about to enter.

All of a sudden, a voice came from behind him.

“Hey!”

Qin Chuan subconsciously looked back at him.

There was a man in black under the streetlight.

He was wearing large sunglasses and a baseball cap. Just like a celebrity, he wanted to stay anonymous.

The man in black gestured at Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was confused.

He pointed at himself and shouted, “Are you talking to me?”

The man in black did not reply and continued to wave.

Qin Chuan was puzzled; he didn’t know why this person was looking for him.

He thought to himself, maybe he got the wrong person?

Because of this, Qin Chuan walked over.

The man in black under the streetlamp looked left and right.

Whenever someone walked by, he would push his cap down.

Qin Chuan walked up to him and tried to see his face, but the man in black didn’t give him a chance to.

The man in black held the brim of his hat with his hand, and his arm covered his face.

“You’re looking for me?” Qin Chuan retracted his gaze as he probed.

“Mm!” The man in black nodded.

“What is it?” Qin Chuan asked again.

The man in black lowered his voice and murmured, “Someone is watching you guys.”

Someone is stalking us?

Qin Chuan was stunned.

Under normal circumstances, one’s first reaction would be to think that it was a prank.

However, his intuition told him that what the man in black had said was very likely to be true.

“The people watching you are very powerful. Watch out for yourself.”

With that, the man in black turned to leave.

“Hey!” Qin Chuan stopped him.

The man in black stopped in his tracks.

“Why are you telling me this?” Qin Chuan asked.

The man in black was silent for a few seconds before he said, “I don’t want to owe anyone anything.”

With that, the man did not stay any longer and very quickly disappeared.

Qin Chuan’s eyes lingered in the direction the man had left, and he had many questions.

He pondered over the man’s words.

There must be some sort of connection between himself and the man.

Qin Chuan looked back on his memories, but he had no recollection of anything.

Have I overlooked something? Qin Chuan thought to himself.

Just then, his phone rang.

It was Zhao Xuanxuan.

“Brother, are you back yet?”

“I’m downstairs.”

“Okay! Did you buy the roast duck?”

“I did.”

“Brother, you’re the best.”

“Let’s hang up, the call’s about to go over a minute.”

Zhao Xuanxuan still had something to say, but Qin Chuan was extremely fast. Just as the call was about to reach 60 seconds, he hung up.

“Forget it. I won’t dwell on it.

Right now, I have to figure out who is spying on me first. ”

Qin Chuan glanced at his surroundings and then headed upstairs.

…

The sky turned completely dark.

Since there was a curfew in the city, there were only police vehicles and police officers on the road.

In the room, Zhao Xuanxuan was typing away on her laptop, absorbed in writing something.

Qin Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground in the toilet.

He had just used 2,000 points in the Merchant Shop to exchange for an elementary divination technique.

Divination techniques were the most mysterious among all the immortal techniques.

They had the ability to peer into heavenly secrets, determine a person’s luck, predict karma, and so on.

Qin Chuan took a few deep breaths and allowed his mind to relax. His heart was as calm and as still water. He didn’t allow any external influences to affect him.

After adjusting himself to a suitable state, he closed his eyes and slowly circulated his True Qi while chanting an incantation.

A few minutes later, Qin Chuan opened his eyes.

His pupils turned into the Tai Chi symbols.

And around the Taiji-like pupils were some strange golden characters.

“Open!”

Qin Chuan shouted, and a golden screen of light appeared in front of him.

The screen rippled like water, and an image appeared.

Many scenes and people appeared in the image.

It was not as clear as modern imaging technology, but it was still possible to roughly get the information from the outline.

Qin Chuan had a serious look on his face. He continued to pour out his True Qi, and the image on the screen continued to change.

After a while, his body trembled. Then, a smile appeared on his face.

“Found it!”

“No matter how powerful the people backing you are, if you spy on me, I will kill you.”

Qin Chuan closed his eyes again, and the screen light slowly dissipated.

He chanted an incantation.

“Malimalihom…&$#%&&…”

After a while, Qin Chuan opened his eyes again.

His eyes were turbid and looked malicious.

He raised his arm and used his hand like a pen to draw a talisman in the air.