Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 342 - Do you crave for strength? (1)

Chapter 342: Do you crave for strength? (1)

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
On the surface, the whole Nanhua Faction looked the same as before with everything going on smoothly.
“Feng Family Master, what brings you to our faction?” In the Thousand-Light Hall of the Nanhua Faction, they were receiving the Feng Family Master of the Morning Star Sea Realm. Due to the great strength of the Feng Family, even the Nanhua Faction must show respect to the Feng Family Master who came to visit.
“Not much; I just ended my seclusion cultivation and came out to visit my old friends. I know your faction cultivates ultimate immortal techniques. When your Heavenly Light comes out, it will repel all demons and devils. What I’ve seen today shows that your faction well-deserves your reputation!” A grey-robed, celestial-looking old man with white hair and a white beard was sitting on the chair on the left.
Anyone who didn’t know him would think that he was a respected Daoist from some famous mountain.
“Bring up the presents!’ The old man waved his hand and ordered the members of the Feng Family.
…
“Well! I still want to play Grand Theft Auto, but we have to return.” A group of disciples walked into the square of the Nanhua Faction in groups of three to five.
They enjoyed themselves in the game and had been reluctant to leave.
“I wonder when we can fly that spiritual artifact called the Buzzard Chopper.”
“The spiritual artifact named the Kuruma is good. After we make some more money, we can afford it!”
“Eight hours of computer time passed so fast. I wonder if that despicable shop owner made the clock go faster,” Yue Yan complained.
“We should have someone watch him to prevent him from making adjustments to the clock behind our backs!”
“Right!” Mo Xian agreed. “Do you agree, Junior Sister Liu?”
“Ugh? Master, what’s wrong?” Liu Ningyun found it strange that the Xichi Spiritual Master had remained silent.
“Nothing.” Xichi Spiritual Master shook her head; she had just sensed a trace of a strange presence. Maybe it was an illusion.
“I’ll go back to my residence. You can go on with your chatting and remember to do your cultivation.” Still feeling like something was off, she shook her head and told her disciples.
“Got it, Master!”
“What do you think of my performance today?” Mo Xian was proud that she joined Mr. Fang’s livestream, and she looked smug. “Wasn’t my aim great? I made our factions in the Morning Star Sea Realm proud, right? Today, even the cultivators from the other shop watched the livestream!”
“Senior Sister, you’re awesome!”
“Senior Sister, you’re an old driver now!”
Mo Xian said smugly, “Junior Sister Liu, do you want this old driver to take you to fly the plane tomorrow? I flew it today with Mr. Fang and have totally mastered the control of this spiritual artifact.”
“Thank you, Senior Sister,” Liu Ningyun said, “But tomorrow, I must take some junior sisters who are new to the game to do the Fleeca Bank Job.”
“The Fleeca Bank Job is very simple; Junior Sister Yue Yan can take them!” Mo Xian said, “It’s settled then. Tomorrow, we must finish the Prison Break Job with our master!”
“Ugh… But Senior Sister, I don’t know how to fly the plane…” Obviously, Liu Ningyun hadn’t completely learned how to fly the plane by watching the livestream.
“Don’t worry! I’ll teach you!” Mo Xian promised. “We must do well in front of our master. We all support you, Junior Sister Liu!”
Liu Ningyun was a little at a loss for words.
While they were talking animatedly, no one noticed that a pair of gloomy eyes were watching them from the darkness.
“Did you hear that the missing disciples have come back,” two passing disciples of the Nanhua Faction were talking about the incident.
“They came back?!” another disciple said with a laugh, “I told you that they would be fine!”
“Yeah. It’s said that they did sneak out the faction and encountered some danger. They came back in low spirits but are fine otherwise.”
While Mo Xian and the others talked among themselves on the square, other disciples were talking about the incidents happening in the faction lately.
At this moment, the eyes hiding in the darkness seemed to be searching for something.
Soon, they seemed to have found a target.
“With your low strength, you dare to ask to join us and do missions out of the faction?’
“Look at your poor talent! I wonder how Master made such a mistake and took this wastrel in!”
“Yeah. In every examination and spiritual spell competition, she always pulls down our group performance!”
“Get out of here!”
“Cry? Do you know anything other than crying!”
Conflicts were inevitable in any place with people, and it was true that in this big faction, it wasn’t so peaceful and loving internally. At this moment, some male disciples were yelling at a fragile-looking girl wearing an elementary disciple robe, “Get out! Don’t let us see you again!”
Xu Jing’s talent wasn’t very good, which was fine in a small faction. But in the Nanhua Faction, her talent was almost the poorest, and she was always looked down by her senior brothers and sisters.
At this moment, a voice seemed to rise from the bottom of her heart.
The voice was deep and hoarse as if it were a murmur from her heart; it sounded as if a devil was trying to lure her. “Are you dissatisfied? Are you lost? Do you want to gain greater power?
“Do you hate them? Follow the hunger in your heart! Come!”
“Who is it?!” It sounded like a voice was calling to her from her heart. Feeling uneasy, she looked around but saw no one.
“Follow the desire in your heart, and you will see what you want to see and get what you want to have…”
Her gaze turned sharp, and the previous fragile look was gone. “Yes… I hate my poor talent. I want to be stronger!”
Seeming to have made a decision, she began to walk to a certain direction.
Meanwhile, the gaze lurking in the darkness vanished in satisfaction.
“What’s with Senior Sister Mo lately?” Liu Ningyun was relieved that she finally got rid of Mo Xian and was about to head to her residence with a few junior sisters.
“Ugh? Junior Sister Xu?” This fragile-looking junior sister was red-eyed, and they wondered if she had just cried.
“Senior Sister Chen?” The female disciple’s steps faltered in alarm as if she were guilty of something.
“She came from my town.” A blue-clothed female disciple walked from behind Liu Ningyun and said, “What’s wrong? Did your senior brothers and sisters bully you again?”
“No… No…” Xu Jing shook her head repeatedly as if she was afraid that they would see the truth.
The girl with surname Chen picked up her hand and said in earnest, “Junior Sister Xu, listen to me!”
“Do you think that your talent is poorer than others’?
“Are you scolded by your senior brothers? Are you confused?”
Xu Jing widened her eyes. “Ugh?”
Chen Lin asked, “Do you want to gain greater strength?”
Nonplussed, Xu Jin felt like these words were familiar. “Eh?”
Chen Lin asked again, “Tell me, do you want it?”
After a long while, Xu Jing said in a small voice, “I… do!”
“Good! Go and drive cars with us! I, an old driver, will take you flying!”
“Let’s go! Today, I’ll tell you how to play it. Tomorrow, we’ll take you to rob Fleeca Bank!”
Xu Jing was dumbfounded.
Chen Lin was pleased that she could act like an old driver in front of a newbie.
…
Meanwhile in the Ethereal Cave Abode in the back mountain of Nanhua Faction, an old man with grey hair and a grey beard was cultivating in seclusion.
However, after circulating his essence all over his body for one entire cycle, his face suddenly flashed between red and white; then, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
“I still can’t do it after cultivating hard for dozens of years! What mistake did I make? Where did I go wrong? Why?! Why am I still stuck here after so many years?! Even my fourth junior brother has surpassed me!”
The Ethereal Spiritual Master was the Third Elder of Nanhua Faction and the Xichi Spiritual Master’s junior brother, but his cultivation strength could no longer rank the third place in the faction.
“Are you dissatisfied?” At this moment, he suddenly seemed to hear a voice from the bottom of his heart.