What? Zhang San's behavior is questionable?
A nine-year-old child was actually brainwashed, and the means were extremely sinister. How can he call himself master?
Zhang San said, anyone who has such doubts, they all have problematic thinking.
Zhang San continued, first of all, everyone must understand what a "master" is.
A so-called "master" is supposed to teach their students what they think is the best and most correct thing, which is also actually the best and most correct thing, right?
So, let's ask:
First, aren't all the top masters in the Jianghu, from the distant former Black Sect Leader "Yu Xiansi", to the present Black Heavenly Gate Leader 'Qiu Cangren', all bachelors?
Even if it was just one, now the strongest bosses of two generations of the black way are all single!
Doesn't this prove that being single and having high martial arts skills have some mysterious connection? Or why wouldn't these two powerful masters get married if getting married was so good?
Second, being an assassin and getting married is very risky. After all, Grey Lion is a minority case. Aren't all the famous assassins on the killer leaderboard, such as Top of Heaven Rank Song Tianxing, Top of Earth List First Hei Shanhu, and Top of Human List First Zhang San, still bachelors?
Doesn't this prove that all famous top assassins believe being single is an occupational requirement?
Third, if the above still cannot prove the relationship between top masters and being single, then please go and read what the number one martial arts writer 'Mr. Jin' wrote about the unparalleled top master in the world with the double surname "Dugu". Isn't he also single?
Although we have been saying that martial arts stories and reality are opposite, sometimes we need to see the essence through the surface, and see the author's heart through the story.
Although Mr. Jin wrote about many married top masters, even the strongest one he wrote about, that Dugu top master, without talking about how lonely he was as a person, even his name was lonely to the extreme!
Doesn't this prove that even well-read writers and authors deep down believe that true unparalleled top masters have something to do with being single?
So in summary, even logically, peerless martial arts and being single don't seem to have anything in common, but in reality and in theory, they do have a relationship!
Zhang San even wanted to say to all the single men in the Jianghu, if you are not married and have no intention of getting married, then hurry to buy secret manuals from beggars, because you already have the qualifications to become unparalleled top masters, just lacking a top-grade martial arts secret manual like the Palm of the Arhat.
Therefore, as a master, teaching one’s own idea of the best gender perception, as well as, actually a necessary condition for an unparalleled top master, to one’s disciple...
Is Zhang San wrong?
Is there anything wrong with the logic?
No.
So if you think someone's logical behavior is problematic, such as Zhang San brainwashing Wang Xiaoer.
Please don't criticize Zhang San subjectively.
Maybe the real situation is just that your logic can't keep up with Zhang San's logic.
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A few days after Wang Xiaoer promised Zhang San that he would never mention getting married again that night, Zhang San told all the mountain bandits as well as Wang Xiaoer that he was going to set off!
Although the actual situation was that Zhang San had already figured out the next stop three days ago, but considering Wang Xiaoer's transformation plan at that time, and it would be best for Wang Xiaoer to practice his silver needle skills more, so he postponed it for a few days.
Of course, the bandits would not know this, so when they learned that the "master and apprentice" were finally leaving that day, all the bandits in the stockade... cried.
At that time, Wang Xiaoer and Zhang San stood on the hillside, looking at the group of bandits who were crying and laughing from time to time. Wang Xiaoer worriedly said, "Master, did I poison them too many times and make them silly?"
Zhang San gently touched Wang Xiaoer's head and smiled, "How could that be? They may just be reluctant to part with you. After all, they don't know at all that you were the one who poisoned them, but the one who saved them is undoubtedly you.”
Wang Xiaoer looked at the crying bandit leader.
The nine-year-old Wang Xiaoer suddenly realized, and said, I see.
But in a moment, Wang Xiaoer asked again, "Then why do they laugh after crying?"
Zhang San said matter-of-factly, "Because you cured them, of course they have to laugh."
It was so matter-of-fact with no loopholes.
Wang Xiaoer looked at the laughing bandit A, with an I see expression.
That morning, after checking the cart and luggage, Zhang San came to the gate of the mountain village.
In an open space, a group of bandits with tears stood saying goodbye to Wang Xiaoer.
But the bandits were not in good condition.
For example, bandit A was wrapped in bandages, extremely pale, mainly because Wang Xiaoer was not skilled enough when needling him and pierced his artery, so...alas!
And bandit B, for example, had an ashen face and was mentally exhausted. Although he was cured three times by Wang Xiaoer, it still left scars on his mind. With no psychologists nowadays, so...alas!
But anyway.
The bandits firmly believed that as long as the little monster in front of them leaves as soon as possible, they would recover!
So even though the bandit leader who might have blocked meridians in his left leg for a couple of months because Wang Xiaoer punctured the wrong acupoint a few days ago, he still came to Wang Xiaoer with a crutch, with tears in his eyes.
The bandit leader held Wang Xiaoer's hand with tears and said, "Boy, now that you're leaving, uncle is too poor to give you anything. I can only wish you a good journey."
However, the bandit leader's inner monologue was: Damn you little melon! Get lost if you don’t want me to fight you to death!
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoer was moved to tears and pleaded guilty to the bandit leader, "Bandit uncle, you are too good to me, but actually...you were all poisoned by me! I did this to practice my silver needle skills."
The bandit leader showed a "shocked" look, with acting skills as good as Zhang San's.
The bandit leader trembled and said "incredulously," "How...how is this possible!"
However, the bandit leader's inner monologue was: Damn I knew it was you little melon! Did you think we were idiots? If not for your master being there, we would have fought you long ago!
Wang Xiaoer cried and took out two books from his arms and handed them to the bandit leader.
This time, the bandit leader was really stunned and asked, "Little mel...oh no, boy, this is..."
Wang Xiaoer wiped his tears and said, "Bandit uncle, this is the Iron Sand Palm manual, and a medical book. My master said although you are our fellows in the underground world, your martial arts skills are unbelievably poor. So I thought, in order for you to become good bandits in the future, and also to apologize, I’ll leave these two books for you."
The bandit leader couldn't help but feel...
Damn pissed off while somehow a bit moved at the same time!?
This time, the bandit leader didn't have any inner monologue and said, "Well...thanks."
Wang Xiaoer smiled and said, "It’s nothing, actually bandit uncle, I also had difficulties in using you guys for experiments."
The bandit leader was stunned. You had difficulties?
Wang Xiaoer explained, "Actually before coming to you, I met a chivalrous person, of course, very different from your lousy martial arts skills. That chivalrous person was formidable and handsome, unfortunately he was seriously injured and even my master couldn't save him. So I vowed not only to learn good martial arts but also good medical skills."
The bandit leader secretly thought: Do you have to mention our lousy martial arts every time you open your mouth! But...if that's the case, it doesn't seem this little melon is that nasty after all.
At the gate of the village, Zhang San shouted.
Wang Xiaoer said to the bandit leader, "My master is calling me. I have to go now, bandit uncle. Read the books and practice slowly."
The bandit leader looked at the secret manuals in his hands.
Iron Sand Palm is a famous palm technique in the Jianghu, and although the manuals can be purchased, the price is not affordable for ordinary martial artists.
Although the torture he had suffered these days was worth the palm technique manual, somehow, the bandit leader called out to stop Wang Xiaoer.
"My boy, don't go yet. I have something to give you."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
