Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

night.

Nice Magic and Martial Arts Academy.

Chen Xian’s villa where he lives alone.

The fat man munched on the barbecue, his cheeks puffed up.

"Boss seems a bit busy lately."

"I heard that Yaer is the princess. After the eldest brother attended the princess's canonization ceremony that day, he went to the Temple of Love the next day." Good looked like a know-it-all.

"Where is the Temple of Love?" the fat man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's a place where people drink and have sex. The boss went there with Prince Agu Khan of the Maurya Empire. He also won the goddess of love from the prince Kang, but she was assassinated that night."

The fat man was listening to this ups and downs of the story, exclaiming or asking questions from time to time, and he had become the role of Uncle Qian - the supporting actor.

"It would be a waste of your talents if you two don't go tell stories. Lan'er, prepare two more dinners, as we have guests arriving."

When Fatty and Good looked at Chen Xian, who was standing beside him with an excited look on his face and reaching out to hug the Shar-Pei dog transformed from the Hellhound, they immediately screamed.

"do not touch."

Long Qingqing's girlish heart was overflowing. Just when she was about to hug the puppy, she saw Fatty and Good were so nervous that her outstretched hands froze.

"You're so stingy that you won't even let me hug a dog?"

Fatty and Good didn't know that Mantou, the Shar-Pei dog, was a hellhound, but they had seen how ferocious this dog was many times.

Give them a chance to see how ferocious Mantou is.

Except for the newspaper deliverymen who went to various villas to distribute college newspapers, who were run over by steamed buns several times, now newspapers are only thrown far away into the yard and no one dares to approach the gate.

There is also the old man next door. Chen Xian was not here these few days, so Lan Qiqi came over to eat, and the deputy dean, Old Lan, also came over. Strangely enough, Mantou is not mean to Lan Qiqi, but he is not that nice to Old Man Lan.

The legendary water magician of Heaven Hall, wearing a special water robe with a sun emblem, followed Lan Qiqi into the yard.

I wanted to eat some barbecue, but Mantou chased me around the yard. I didn't get to eat the meat and almost lost the few pieces of meat I had as a child.

He was wearing an exquisite robe, but when he returned, only a few strips of cloth were left to cover his body, and the sun symbol that countless people revered had been bitten into a hole.

After that, Mr. Lan never came to the courtyard again.

"My beautiful lady, it's not that we are stingy, it's just that this dog is very vicious. Even the vice president has been bitten by it?" The fat man said with a flattering look on his face like a pig.

"Vice Dean? Are you talking about the legendary water magician Grandpa Lan?" Long Qingqing asked doubtfully, and quietly withdrew her hand.

Fatty and Good nodded in unison, "Yes, that old man, who wants to eat for free every day, deserves to be bitten."

Long Qingqing was a girl at heart and didn't dare to hug the buns, but when she saw the fat black and white cat by the fire and the pretty sister who was grilling meat, her eyes suddenly lit up with love.

He ran over, picked up the bun, and held it in the valley between his chest.

"What a cute cat, what's your name?"

"This sister's blue hair is so beautiful, and the barbecue smells so good."

……

Long Qingqing was like a sparrow returning home, chirping non-stop.

Fortunately, Lan'er has a gentle personality. She occasionally answers a few questions and listens quietly most of the time.

Among the towering mountains and ravines that Long Qingqing had already created, Baozi did not resist, but squinted his eyes with a look of contentment.

Seeing that Chen Xian had gone out and brought back a beautiful woman, Fatty and Good felt like a huge wave was rising in their hearts.

The fat man approached Chen Xian, his eyes never leaving Long Qingqing's figure, and whispered.

"Boss, my admiration for you is like the endless torrent of water. Please teach me a few tricks on how to make a beautiful woman sing."

"Fatty, you already have Lilith, and you're still learning this. Be careful. In another month, Lilith will come out for the year-end assessment, and I'll have to tell her. Fatty, you're a philanderer. Boss, take pity on me for being single for 16 years. Teach me a trick to get out of being single. This little beauty is pretty good, but she doesn't seem to be your type. She's really into me. Why don't you give her to me?"

While exposing the fat man, Good quietly asked Chen Xian to teach him the secret of life.

"Good, you're such a jerk. A month ago you said you liked Ruisi, and recently you thought Lan Qiqi was a bit fierce and aggressive, which suits your taste. Now the boss just brought back a girl and you said she's your type. Who's the one who's unfaithful?"

Seeing the two people arguing, Gude looked at Long Qingqing with hope, then turned back and begged.

Fat people are just lustful, but never lewd.

He can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman with a good figure, but if you really ask him to have sex with her, he may not really agree.

After all, for Lilith, he ran a long distance for a day and a night.

A person who has just awakened his fighting spirit, and is still such a fat man, can run down this track. In addition to the effect of the water of life, it is more because of the strong will in his heart.

That will is Lilith.

A gentleman is lustful but not lewd, and this is the bottom line that the fat man has to stick to.

And Good seems to be serious. Could it be because he lacked maternal love since childhood?

Chen Xian sighed.

"Good, it's not that I don't want to help you. I heard you say before that you are a royal relative, and your grandfather's status is not low. Can you tell me what his status is?"

Good hesitated.

"Boss, does this matter? It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but I really don't want to recall what happened before."

Seeing that Good refused to speak, Chen Xian had no choice but to speak again.

"I believe you already know that Ya'er is a princess. Then tell me, based on your grandfather and father's identities, what kind of relative is Ya'er to you? If you can't tell me this, I really can't help you. If you are not careful, you will be punished by God."

Chen Xian has already described the consequences so seriously, Good said through gritting his teeth.

"Ya'er should be considered my cousin."

Chen Xian’s eyes widened.

"Who is Chen Yuewu to you?"

When Good heard Chen Yuewu's name, his eyes turned slightly red, his hands clenched into fists, and his whole body trembled.

"He is my cousin."

Chen Xian gave a wry smile and patted Good's shoulder.

"I'm sorry for your hardship, brother. I didn't expect you to be such a dignified prince."

Chen Xian's words should be normal. After hearing it, Long Qingqing immediately ran over with interest.

He stared at Good for a long time.

"Are you from the lineage of Prince Kang? You look a lot like Uncle Li Siwu? But it's strange, Uncle Siwu is said to have died eight years ago. I only saw him once when I was seven or eight years old."

"What's your name, cousin?"

Long Qingqing was lively and forthright, and asked Goode about him in a very familiar manner.

"Good."

"Eh? Why don't you have the last name Li? My mother is the youngest sister of the emperor uncle. How come I never see you at the annual royal family gatherings?"

……

Long Qingqing kept asking, but this question was like a knife, constantly stabbing into Good's heart.

"Qingqing, let Fatty take you aside and explain. This is Goode's privacy. Please keep it confidential."

Seeing that he had to explain to the beautiful girl alone, the fat man diligently moved his seat to a corner and took Long Qingqing to tell the story there.

After sending Fatty and Long Qingqing away, Chen Xian took out a bottle of wine from his space ring and handed it to Good.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be the real Prince Kang. Come, have a drink."

Good picked up the bottle and took a deep sip. He didn't put the bottle down until he started coughing violently as he had just learned how to drink.

Tears welled up in the eyes of this little man who had lived alone for three or four years.

I just don’t know if these tears came from crying or choking.

Chen Xian patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Cheer up, don't think about the past anymore. If we have the strength, we can create a prince ourselves. We don't want to be the crown prince, but if we want to be the crown prince, we'd better be the father of the crown prince."

Stimulated by Chen Xian’s heroic words, Good stood up and shouted.

"Yes, I want to be the father of the prince."

The fat man and Long Qingqing, who were still talking about Good's life experience, were startled by Good's roar and looked at Good and Chen Xian together.

Chen Xian told them not to talk, then patted Good on the shoulder.

"That's right. I have something very important to do these days, and I need your and Fatty's help. If you collapse, Fatty alone can't do it."

Good wanted to ask something, but Chen Xian pointed at Long Qingqing with a pointed mouth, indicating that there were outsiders present and they could talk about it later.

Seeing Long Qingqing, who was so moved by the fat man's exaggerated plot that she shed tears silently.

"Oh, you are pitiful in every way. You are really a nobody."

Chen Xian sighed and patted Good's shoulder gently again.

Chen Xian patted Good's shoulder several times, and he always felt the strength was normal, but this time it was a light pat, but Good felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Because Chen Xian also said something that weighed a thousand pounds.

"Brother, you have a lot of cousins."

After hearing this, Good staggered and almost fell to the ground.