Ten Thousand Ways To Eliminate Players-Chapter 55 - 0 Pass Skill

Can we not talk about morals, please?

Sensing Dragon Breath’s malicious gaze, Dumbelldore cursed inwardly. He braced himself and begrudgingly replied, "Yes, Master."

He had already done ninety-nine good deeds; one more wouldn’t hurt.

Moreover, Dragon Breath had already come calling aggressively. Naturally, Dumbelldore would agree to anything demanded.

[Accept a Disciple (Completed); Reward: Enlightenment +1 (Awarded)]

[Teach disciple an art you have mastered; Reward: Enlightenment +1]

"Daoist Priest Qingfeng is our stockholder, and Dragon Breath is his disciple. You two should get along well and avoid any conflict!" Lin Bai continued to caution.

The private chat between them had already proven that their conflict was irreconcilable.

What better way to demonstrate benevolence than to forgive one’s enemy? Lin Bai mused.

Did I need a disciple? No, all I needed was an experience booster. Dumbelldore is scheming for my possessions and harboring ill intentions. As his master, I naturally need to keep a close watch and constantly temper his character. Having an enemy creates pressure. Training under such circumstances would certainly yield double the results with half the effort.

...

He’s practically trying to kill me, and I’m supposed to get along well with him? Dumbelldore fumed internally. When you’re under someone else’s roof, you have to bow your head. Once I’ve mastered your skills, I can do whatever I want. Are you going to keep tabs on me all the time? For Martial Arts, I’ll bear it!

Dumbelldore suppressed his negative emotions, looked at Dragon Breath, and forced a gentle smile. "Yes, Master, I will treat Junior Brother Dragon Breath well."

"Lin, the Storekeeper, I will also treat Junior Brother Deng well," Dragon Breath retorted coldly, refusing to back down.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng became a stakeholder for Lin, the Storekeeper, and demands disciples who are thoroughly wicked, Dragon Breath thought. Lin, the Storekeeper, acts erratically but requires his disciples to possess gentlemanly virtue. There must be some hidden, complex emotional entanglement between my Master and Lin, the Storekeeper... Considering Dumbelldore’s relationship with Lin Bai, it’s also unlikely to be as rumored on the forums; there must be some hidden truths there too. Thinking back, being persuaded by Lin, the Storekeeper, to fight ghosts had indeed been unusual. I was too obsessed with eliminating Ah Piao at the time; I must have missed out on some fortuitous opportunity... Still, having Daoist Priest Qingfeng as a master isn’t bad. Master, don’t worry, we won’t lose... he tried to convey with a knowing look at Daoist Priest Qingfeng.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng was startled by Dragon Breath’s gaze, fearing he would stir up more trouble.

I can’t stay here any longer, he thought. Lin Bai is my god of wealth now, and I can’t afford any mishaps there. Dragon Breath is my precious disciple, and I can’t allow anything to happen to him either.

Glaring at Dragon Breath, Daoist Priest Qingfeng clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Lin, the Storekeeper, on accepting a fine disciple. This humble Daoist must also return to instruct my own. I won’t impose any longer. Farewell for now."

"True, it’s quite chaotic here, not an ideal place for conversation," Lin Bai smiled. "Another day, I shall invite you for tea, Daoist Priest. We can discuss expanding the shop and also let our two disciples get to know each other better."

"Certainly." Daoist Priest Qingfeng gave a final, laughing glance at the bustling shop, then with a flick of his horsetail whisk, said, "Dragon Breath, let’s go."

"Dumbelldore, did you hear what your master said? I will certainly ’get to know’ you well," Dragon Breath threatened in a private message, then waved at Dumbelldore with a smile. "Junior Brother Deng, see you around."

"Junior Brother Dragon, take care. It’s getting dark; be careful on your way," Dumbelldore replied, a hint of mockery in his eyes, though his face wore a similarly amiable smile.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng departed with Dragon Breath.

Amidst the noisy cheers, Dragon Breath’s voice could still be faintly heard asking, "Master, how did you get to know Lin, the Storekeeper..."

...

Watching Daoist Priest Qingfeng leave, Lin Bai looked at Dumbelldore and asked, "You know Dragon Breath?"

"You could say that, but we’re not very close," Dumbelldore replied.

"I get the feeling he harbors significant animosity towards you?" Lin Bai said with a laugh.

MBD! That guy’s a psycho! Who even hogs dungeons in a game?! Dumbelldore seethed internally.

At the mention of Dragon Breath, Dumbelldore couldn’t help but get riled up. He chuckled dryly, "Nothing escapes Master’s keen eyes. We do have some minor disagreements."

"Do you want to teach him a lesson?" Lin Bai asked.

"Yes," Dumbelldore nodded.

"Then make sure to diligently practice your Martial Arts," Lin Bai said with a smile. "Although the Righteous Door is founded on benevolence and righteousness, that doesn’t mean we should let others bully us."

"Thank you, Master." Dumbelldore was overjoyed. Clasping his fists, he said, "Disciple will certainly not bring disgrace upon Master’s name."

"Your personal grudges have nothing to do with my reputation," Lin Bai said, glancing at him with a smile. "When I say you shouldn’t let others bully you, it’s on the premise that you hold the moral high ground, leaving no room for criticism. Don’t think I don’t know what you did today. Trickery might work for a while, but can it last a lifetime? To be frank, what you did was cunning and underhanded. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have accepted you. I only reluctantly did so because I saw your persistence..."

A trace of grievance flashed in Dumbelldore’s eyes as he said, "Thank you, Master."

...

"Practicing Martial Arts without cultivating Inner Strength leads to nothing in old age," Lin Bai shook his head. "Inner Strength is the foundation of all Martial Arts. As your master, I will impart to you a fragment of the Nine-Days True Scripture. For the next few days, set aside the shop’s business and focus on cultivating this Inner Strength technique!"

"Yes, Master." Dumbelldore was ecstatic, but then it dawned on him. "Master, why only a fragment?"

"Teach an apprentice everything and the master starves, as the saying goes. We’ve only known each other for two days; shouldn’t I be a bit wary of you?" Lin Bai glared at him and said.

Dumbelldore was speechless, his heart filled with resentment. Master, you certainly are candid!

"Don’t look so dejected; I was just teasing you," Lin Bai said with a laugh. "Actually, this is a small punishment for using cunning to pass today’s assessment. Little Deng, a teacher for a day is like a father for life. There shouldn’t be so much scheming between master and disciple. Once you’ve truly grasped the meaning of ’virtue,’ I will naturally pass on the complete scripture."

This is the real con, isn’t it?! Dumbelldore wanted to cry but had no tears. For a moment, he truly didn’t know if accepting Lin Bai as his master was a good or bad decision. But the Nine-Days True Scripture, even a fragment, sounds like an incredibly powerful Martial Art. I’ll endure it for now! I’ll let you live a few more days! Once I’ve tricked you into teaching me all the Martial Arts, I’ll kill you, you crazy NPC!

"Master, that Dragonfall Palm you used to defeat Daoist Priest Qingfeng the other day, will you teach me that too?" Dumbelldore asked with a fawning smile. "Even a fragment would be fine!"

"Didn’t I just tell you? Practicing Martial Arts without cultivating Inner Strength leads to nothing," Lin Bai frowned. "The Dragonfall Palm consumes an immense amount of Inner Strength. You don’t even have any Inner Strength yet; if you learned the Dragonfall Palm, I fear you wouldn’t be able to execute even a single strike. Little Deng, practicing Martial Arts is a step-by-step process. When your Inner Strength is sufficiently cultivated, I will naturally teach you combat techniques!"

What a joke! Lin Bai thought. The ’Good Mentor System’ returns a percentage of the skills my disciple learns. The Martial Arts skills the System rewarded me with are already at the grand completion stage; any feedback would just be icing on the cake. The only real benefit I can get is Inner Strength. A disciple who’s constantly thinking about killing his master wants to learn other Martial Arts? Dream on!

...

These are definitely high-level Martial Arts! I’ve struck gold! Dumbelldore, unaware of Lin Bai’s true intentions, felt a surge of excitement upon hearing that the Dragonfall Palm was unusable at his current Level. He felt like he had truly hit the jackpot.

However, he was still somewhat dissatisfied. He asked cheekily, "Master, if I only practice Inner Strength, and Dragon Breath comes to challenge me for a spar, wouldn’t I lose face for you? Couldn’t you teach me some basic Martial Arts as well?"

"Basic Martial Arts?" Lin Bai pondered for a moment, then drew the chipped kitchen knife from behind his back. "Now that you mention it, I do happen to know an ingenious knife technique that can be used without consuming Inner Strength. Today, I’ll start by teaching you the most fundamental straight knife technique. It encompasses eleven methods, including slicing, chopping, and slashing. Go fetch a potato from the shop, and I’ll demonstrate for you. You can practice in the kitchen in your spare time..."

[Resentment from Dumbelldore: +1+1+1]

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