513: C513 Wise and Mighty

C513 Wise and Mighty

Ye Ziheng had been following that cult disciple 24 / 7 for three whole days. He had completely figured out the daily course of action of this cult disciple.1

The life of this cult disciple was still very "orderly." He came out of the house at 7: 00 in the morning and found a place to sit down and eat breakfast. He then went to the nearby internet cafe and stayed until 12: 00 in the afternoon. Then, he came out of the internet cafe and went to a nearby bar. He sat there drinking alone until 24: 00 in the evening and then went back to his room to sleep.

For three days, this cult disciple lived like this every day, muddle-headed. Now Ye Ziheng finally understood why it was so difficult for the rogue cultivators to produce talents.

Although most of these disciples did not have any background, they relied on fortuitous encounters to walk the path of martial arts. But even so, the treasures on their bodies should be enough for them to cultivate for a period of time. There were also Martial Marketplace in various places. As long as they were willing, they could use all kinds of means to improve their cultivation.

However, they were unwilling to spend that period of time. In their point of view, perhaps training was too tiring and the effort was greater than the reward. It was not the life they wanted. What they really wanted was to pay very little. Something that made a lot of money.

Without the sect's orders, their lives could be called "free and easy," but their cultivation was stuck at the same place and could not be improved.

But once they stepped into the world of martial arts, they would naturally understand the importance of cultivation. But they were unwilling to give up enough time and energy, so the evil sect appeared in front of them. An extremely small amount of effort to gain strength by hurting others, even though it was damaging. But it was beneficial to themselves and could save them a lot of trouble. Thus, a group of lazy martial artists began to walk down a path of no return.

After three consecutive days of defending, finally, on the third night, a phone rang. It was the first time Ye Ziheng heard the cult disciple's phone ring, and his heart tightened.

Then, the evil sect disciple sat up from the bed, reeking of alcohol. There was a trace of tiredness on his face, but when he picked up the phone, the moment he looked at the phone screen, his narrowed eyes suddenly widened. Then, he suddenly jumped up from the bed and picked up the phone.

Ye Ziheng squatted on the roof of his house and looked inside through a window. Although it was a little far away, Ye Ziheng could still vaguely see the two simple words written on the phone screen - Boss!

"Hello, Boss, what do you need me for?"

The evil sect disciple picked up the phone and immediately asked with a flattering smile.

"Why did you take so long to answer the phone? Did you go to the bar and get drunk again?"

Because the evil sect disciple pressed the "hands-free" button, the voice of the phone was relatively loud, and Ye Ziheng could hear it clearly on the roof.

"No, no, I was washing my face just now. When I heard that you were calling, I immediately ran over to pick up the phone."

As the evil sect disciple spoke, his face was filled with smiles.

However, the 'Boss' on the phone clearly did not believe his words. He snorted coldly and continued.

"Hmph, you can only lie to others with these words. I know very well what kind of person you are."

When the evil sect disciple heard this, his face revealed a trace of embarrassment, but in the end, he could only laugh and say.

"Boss, you are truly wise and divine. Nothing can be hidden from you."

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