The Leisurely Life of a Young Man in the World of Cultivation

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"

"Holy crap, it actually can be summoned!"

But he soon discovered a problem.

"That's not right! I summoned such a huge Fuxing bullet train, but why hasn't my spiritual power changed at all? It hasn't decreased at all!"

Although he was not clear about the difficulty of the Fuxing bullet train, he knew that consuming his spiritual energy was necessary whenever he used magic.

But he discovered something: he summoned such a huge train of spiritual energy, yet he didn't lose any of his own spiritual energy. This wasn't just awesome, it was incredibly awesome.

Seeing his old man's amazement, Lu Changfeng's lips curled up into a wide smile.

"Heh heh, I'm a genius, you know, so how could the magic I create be such an inconvenient thing!"

"I can let you summon the Fuxing bullet train without learning, so the spiritual power to summon the Fuxing is also borrowed from me!"

"Otherwise, with your meager spiritual power, you wouldn't even be able to summon a locomotive, let alone the Fuxing bullet train!"

As expected, after his explanation, Lu Yuange suddenly took several steps back.

"Holy crap, kid, are you even human? You can actually borrow spiritual power like that!"

"Is there anything you can't do?!"

Lu Changfeng burst into inward laughter at this.

I'm not omnipotent, but my cheat system is!

"Ahem, keep it down, keep it down!"

Although he said that, the smugness on his face did not diminish at all.

Then he began to give instructions.

"Alright, Old Deng, now I'll explain the important points to note about this ability!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuange immediately approached, cast a barrier, and then nodded.

"Alright, go ahead and say it!"

He nodded in approval of Old Deng's actions. He had to admit that someone who could reach the Foundation Establishment stage as an ordinary person was quite capable, at least in terms of his strong sense of security.

There's no need to hide what I'm about to say.

"That's right, although I can allow you to use my spiritual power to summon the Fuxing!"

"But there are limitations. On one hand, you can't directly control the spell at will, and on the other hand, you can only use it once a day!"

Lu Yuange had no objection to this, after all, the Fuxing bullet train summoned this way could easily operate all day long as it didn't engage in combat.

"No problem, summoning once a day is enough!"

"Then what!"

Seeing that Lao Deng was so eager, Lu Changfeng explained all the remaining precautions at once.

"Secondly, because of my spiritual power, the Fuxing bullet train that I summoned is extremely sturdy and heavy. Let alone a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even a typical early Golden Core cultivator might not be able to break through it!"

"If we encounter danger in the future, we'll just ram it. First and second-tier spiritual weapons are nothing but clay chickens and dogs in front of the Fuxing bullet train! However, this will also reduce the train's operating time! So it's best to avoid it unless absolutely necessary!"

"And then..."

He went on to give a bunch of random precautions, but the main point was still about guarding against monsters.

The peak of the monster rampage has passed, and currently it's only happening between the Tianxing Sect and Tianxing City. However, monster attacks are still possible. I won't be paying attention to it anymore, so it's better to give them a heads-up in advance.

"Alright, alright, I got it. Go to work now!"

After saying that, he began to admire the Fuxing bullet train he had just summoned, completely ignoring Lu Changfeng beside him.

Seeing Old Deng's heartless way of pulling the cord, he immediately gave him the middle finger.

Gan!

Don't let yourself get the chance in the future, or I'll definitely screw you over!

Then he flew towards the inn in his Great Fortune, but as soon as he took off, he saw a familiar person coming out from the Azure Dragon Sect.

"Hey, isn't that Mom?"

"Could they be looking for Old Deng?"

Then I saw my mom see Little Lao Deng inside the bus station.

Upon seeing the young old man, Zhuge Feng immediately showed an expression of disbelief, followed by her muttering to herself.

"This child, this child looks so much like Lao Lu!"

"Those eyebrows, that nose, those eyes... could this be Old Lu's illegitimate son?"

"He looks eight or nine years old, and you've kept it a secret for so long! And you've been raising him around, you old Lu!"

But she quickly comforted herself.

"It just looks a bit like it, it might not be real, and it might not have any connection to Lao Lu at all!"

"I must believe him, I must believe him!"

"But we can ask Xiao Feng first; he should know something!"

She took a few deep breaths before continuing to keep watch.

Upon seeing this scene, Lu Changfeng immediately formed a series of plans.

"Hehehe, Old Deng, don't you dare cry now!"

Knowing that something important was going to happen that night, he rushed home as soon as he got off work.

On the way, I saw the Fuxing bullet train also heading back, but because there were many people on board, it was estimated that it would arrive home a little later than me.

As soon as I got home, I saw my mom already sitting in the living room.

Upon seeing this, Lu Changfeng was overjoyed. The only thing he needed to be careful about in his plan to mess with his father was his mother. If she wasn't there, he wouldn't be able to mess with his father to the maximum extent.

Fortunately, fate was still very kind to me.

But outwardly, he still feigned confusion and asked,

"Mom, what brings you here?"

"Looking for those two rascals, huh? They're with my older sister and the others right now!"

However, Zhuge Feng shook his head upon hearing this.

"I couldn't feel more at ease with my two little rascals with Xiaorou!"

"But son, Mom has something to ask you, and you have to answer honestly!"

He immediately sat down opposite his mother with a calm expression.

"Fine, you're my mom, why would I need to lie to you!"

Zhuge Feng immediately asked...

"Son, when I went out today, I saw two little boys with my two stinky kids. I don't recognize this child. Whose is he?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfeng's heart skipped a beat. Here it comes, here it comes, the classic problem that his mother doesn't care about but actually cares about a lot.

"Oh, this one? Um! It's a friend's child!"

Since he was going to trick his father, he couldn't just drop a bombshell right away, after all, he was a well-known good son.

Even if they have to pretend, they have to pretend to maintain the image of their own old man!

"What friend's son? That kid's already ten years old! What friends of yours get married so young?!"

"Look at other people's kids, they got married and had children early, and now their kids are seven or eight years old. Look at you, you still don't even have a girlfriend!"

"Don't tell me you don't have a girlfriend yet!"

Hearing such hurtful words, his eyes widened in shock.

Mom, are you kidding me? Shouldn't you be asking about little Deng? Why are you shifting the topic to yourself now?

But he soon figured it out.

The cunning frog keeps touching your belly.

There's only one truth: she's definitely using this to mislead herself, so she can hide her true intentions.

Hmph, none of this can be hidden from Lu Changfeng, the famous detective.