Damn, I turned into a monster

Chapter 256, Question 254: Is everyone beyond saving?

In the following years, Wang Wu's life trajectory was not much different from when he first arrived; he simply got to know many people and made some friends.

Of course, I was also assigned a mentor.

He, Xuan Youzi, and Xuan Youzi's junior sister were all disciples of the same mentor—no, the same master. He was a powerful Immortal Emperor-level figure in the Qionglan Sect, and although he did not hold an administrative position, his status was extremely high.

Xuan Youzi's junior sister is named Xuan Qingzi. She is a very lively and lovely female cultivator with equally outstanding looks. She and her senior sister are also known as...

This is not important.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Wu has successfully passed through his 'new life' and officially become a direct disciple of the Qionglan Sect. He has also completed many sect missions.

Because of her talent, Xuan Youzi naturally received the most outstanding master from the sect. As for Wang Wu, that was only because of his 'uncle'.

And as ten years have passed, this uncle's strength has long since progressed to an almost heaven-defying level.

Of course, there has been no breakthrough yet; we are still some distance from a new level—not much, but not insignificant either.

Judging from the current situation, it will probably take another ten or twenty years. That's right, even a highly talented expert like the First Martial Master still needs to spend that much time.

If the person who comes is the superior of the First Martial Lord, namely Wu He, the city lord of Yun Guang City, the time may be shorter, but Wu He obviously has no intention of coming here.

If he wanted to come, he probably would have arrived long ago.

Although there is a power system here as a reference, they are two completely different universes after all. Therefore, the First Martial Arts Academy doesn't actually have much to refer to, and everything still has to be figured out on its own.

Even with a large number of top experts from another world as assistants, it will still take time.

But to be fair, it's only a decade or two, everyone can wait that long. It's not that long, and we're all immortal beings, after all.

Over the past decade, Wang Wu has gradually transitioned towards becoming an 'immortal being,' and he has become less and less sensitive to the passage of time.

Although ten years have passed, the memories of those ten years seem as if they just happened yesterday when he recalls them in his mind.

Wang Wu's master did not have a Daoist name; his name was Qinglan. In the Qionglan Sect, higher-level cultivators would have "Lan" in their names. This was not their real name, but it would become their name after they joined the Qionglan Sect.

You have to call me that at least during working hours.

Qinglan was a very young and handsome male cultivator, looking even younger than Wang Wu, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, with the appearance of a teenager. He wasn't tall either, just over 1.7 meters.

However, he was quite old-fashioned, and when he lectured them, he always liked to put his hands behind his back, and the clothes he wore were popular styles from tens of thousands of years ago.

In short, he is an old monk with very strong abilities, but whose aesthetic sense and some of his ideas are outdated.

This is true for all long-lived species, especially those with strong reproductive capabilities.

Although cultivators' fertility decreases after transcending the ordinary, ordinary people are very prolific, and the new powerhouses who rise from among them will naturally bring new 'fashion trends'.

When it comes to fashion, ordinary people are definitely the most fashionable. After all, they have short lifespans and won't get caught up in trivial matters for ten or twenty years like some cultivators.

Ordinary people are also the most important and precious wealth and resource of a civilization.

Because it directly determines whether a civilization is powerful or not.

The Qionglan Sect is responsible for managing this star field, and naturally, also for the safety of the ordinary people within it. About 80% of the sect's annual missions are of this kind: clearing out true disasters, exterminating alien beasts, and rescuing mortals.

That's basically it. Oh, and I also help with some mundane worldly matters.

This doesn't sound like something a cultivation sect should be doing, but that's the reality. Wang Wu, as a top student, officially started cultivating five years ago, and in the following five years, he basically had to do these tasks every year.

Moreover, sometimes you have to team up with your fellow disciples, such as Xuan Youzi, Xuan Qingzi, and a few others.

There weren't many freshmen this year who could be assigned to Qinglan's side, only thirty-two in total. Among them, they were divided into different ranks, with Wang Wu and his group being the highest rank, belonging to the 'personal disciples' category.

Wang Wu's strength was the weakest among all the direct disciples, even inferior to some of the second-tier disciples.

But that's not important. Although he was a bit weak, what Qinglan valued in him wasn't his strength, but his potential, his indomitable spirit, and that...

Let's not delve into this further.

Wang Wu couldn't remember what day of the week it was, and he was too lazy to check his phone. Anyway, time didn't matter to him anymore.

I occasionally go back to visit my family and the monsters in the house, comfort them, and sometimes bring them here for a stroll. Life is quite relaxed and pleasant.

With advanced ride-hailing services, intergalactic travel is only a one or two-hour journey, and it doesn't matter which ride-hailing service it is from.

During his five years as a direct disciple of the Qionglan Sect, Wang Wu often teamed up with Xuan Youzi, so he had come to know this woman to some extent. Although their relationship had never been anything special, it didn't affect anything.

Because Wang Wu didn't care, neither did the other party.
"Senior sister, why do you always have to act with that guy?"

Of course, the fact that Wang Wu and Xuan Youzi didn't care doesn't mean that others didn't care. This includes some of his fellow disciples who were interested in Xuan Youzi, as well as other fellow disciples.

Of course, this also includes Xuan Youzi's junior sister.

On a ship that was constantly moving forward in the dark starry sky, in a certain room, Xuan Qingzi was intimately embracing Xuan Youzi, burying her head in the other's chest, and venting her dissatisfaction to her senior sister in a slightly coquettish tone.

"Because he was the teammate I was assigned to."

Xuan Youzi gently patted his junior sister's back, answering her questions while looking at the mission briefing.

"But, but he's so awful! And so evil! You forgot what happened last time! He killed everyone on the entire planet!!!"

Xuan Youzi didn't speak, but he stopped what he was doing.

After a moment of silence, she sighed softly.

"Them, those..."

"Those people are beyond saving."

Xuan Youzi said softly.

"Is everyone beyond saving?!" Xuan Qingzi was clearly dissatisfied with his senior sister's answer.

(End of this chapter)