Under One Person: With unparalleled comprehension, I become the Celestial Master!

Height: 1.6 meters!

[Skills: Incredible comprehension, Golden Light Mantra, Dao Fist, Divine Alchemy, Thunder Magic (Yang Five Thunders) Weapon Forging! Tai Chi, Tai Chi Fist! Spirit Binding and Commanding! Spirit Control Record!]

[Weapons: Reverse Scale, Alchemy Furnace]

[Battle Pets: Furry Zombie, Spirit Fox!]

[Warehouse: 2 Beast Cores, 2 Rejuvenation Pills, 50 Qi-Replenishing Pills, 1 Level 4 Feather Robe! 1 Alchemy Furnace, 4 Hundred-Year-Old He Shou Wu, 5 Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng, 50 of Various Gold Ore, Countless Coins, 30 Broken Magic Weapons...]

Looking at the interface in front of him, Zhang Daoran couldn't help but stretch.

He thought to himself that there was more and more junk in the warehouse, especially the broken pieces of magical artifacts and other things.

He originally planned to upgrade the World Society, but unfortunately he never had the time!

Now that he's arrived outside the Great Wall, Zhang Daoran plans to take a good rest and upgrade his equipment!

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and roared:

"When the sun rises, I climb the hillside..."

"I want to sing when I climb the hillside...!"

The sudden singing startled Guan Shihua, the old master standing to the side!

The two exchanged a glance, as if they didn't recognize Zhang Daoran, and then quickened their pace to walk forward.

That look seemed to say, "This person is crazy!"

Somewhat embarrassed, Zhang Daoran smiled and quickened his pace to follow.

Soon, after walking several miles, the village they had just seen came into view.

It is vaguely visible that there are about thirty-six households in the whole village.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the village, several men wearing animal skin coats and hats greeted us at the door.

It was obvious to the naked eye that these people held the sorceress in extremely high esteem.

Whether walking or helping each other, there is a clear distinction between superiors and inferiors.

Seeing this, Zhang Daoran, who had followed him down, helped his master up and said with a smile:

"Master, isn't it a bit unfair of you to cheat this sorceress like this?"

"No matter what, I did the work, so how about I take 70% of these two baskets of ginseng and you take 30%?"

Chapter 72 If I were to use the "Chicken You Are Too Beautiful" technique, how would you respond?

"Why?"

The old master frowned and then looked at the traitorous disciple.

The murderous intent in his eyes was almost overflowing!

"The fortune teller is a respected elder of mine, and her grandson is my dearest friend and relative!"

Zhang Daoran smiled and said:

"Master, if you want me to defeat him, you'll have to pay more!"

Upon hearing this, the old celestial master frowned.

His restless right hand also rose up immediately.

“Otherwise, I’ll go tell the sorceress the truth!” Zhang Daoran replied immediately upon seeing this.

"Secondly, I'm going to give up!"

"Well, huh! You dare threaten me now!" the old master said with a laugh.

"You truly are my good disciple! Fine! Deal! You win!"

Zhang Daoran smiled dismissively, shrugging his shoulders and saying:

"Just average, third in the world."

"My disciple's skill is entirely due to the excellent teaching of my master!"

Old Master: "..."

The speechless old master shook his head and then followed them into the village.

Soon, the group arrived at the center of the village.

Looking around, this place is actually no different from the outside world.

The house is a small villa made of cement bricks, and the ground is paved with cement roads.

There's even a basketball court in the center of the village.

As soon as Zhang Daoran arrived, he witnessed an astonishing scene!

In the center of the basketball court, there was a boy wearing overalls playing basketball!

This startled him, and he wondered if this could be...

"grandmother……"

The boy appeared to be in his teens and was about 1.78 meters tall.

Wearing overalls and with her hair parted in the middle, she looks remarkably similar to him, except for her less-than-ideal appearance!

Especially when holding a basketball in his left hand, the resemblance is uncanny!

"What a blessing to have you back," Guan Shihua said with a smile.

"A friend came over last night, so I couldn't pick you up! You've lost weight, you must not have been eating well abroad, right?"

"It's alright, Grandma," Deng Youfu said with a smile.

"I'm eating very well abroad, look how much taller I've grown!"

Guan Shihua nodded, her face beaming with smiles, and then glanced at the old celestial master and Zhang Daoran.

With a calm expression, she coughed and introduced herself:

"It's good that you're back, as some friends are coming to visit me."

"Let me introduce you. This is the old Celestial Master, his disciple, Zhang Daoran!"

Old Master: "..."

Seeing the fortune teller almost let something slip, the old master was slightly speechless.

He glanced at Deng Youfu and then nodded slightly.

Zhang Daoran smiled and offered his hand:

"Nestlé Rabbit Oil, you look just like one of my friends!"

"Nice to tut tut," Deng Youfu said with a smile.

"Really? Your friend must be just as handsome as me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoran almost couldn't hold back his laughter!

I thought to myself, apart from his face, he really does look a lot like Brother Kun!

Especially with the overalls and the middle-part hairstyle, he looks like a second-generation Kun Ge!

"Alright!" Guan Shihua said with a smile.

"My grandson just got back. The martial arts competition is scheduled for this afternoon, so let's rest first!"

After saying this, the fortune teller left with Deng Youfu, chatting and laughing.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Daoran, who was holding his arms, was quite moved.

He glanced back at his master, whose expression remained calm, and said:

"Let's go, Master. What are you still standing here for? What are you thinking about!"

"That child was quite interesting," the old master said with a smile.

"Playing basketball in overalls, that's pretty unconventional!"

Hahahaha (?ω?)hiahiahia

Hearing his master's complaints, Zhang Daoran couldn't hold back anymore!

He nodded, laughing loudly, and said:

"Master, that's really good. He helped me figure out a set of boxing techniques!"

"It's called Ah Kun's Eighteen Styles. I'll perform it for you when the time comes!"

Ah Kun's Eighteen Styles?

The old master was taken aback, wondering what this kid was up to now.

A moment later, in a private room.

After Zhang Daoran finished regulating his breathing while sitting cross-legged on the bed, he opened his eyes.

Looking at the empty room, he then waved his hand dismissively.