Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

Zeng Chenglin was surprised, but then he remembered that Li Lan had interrogated Li Jinglin alone, so it wasn't surprising.

"Indeed, the True Martial Scripture!"

He spoke solemnly: "This scripture was found by us on Wudang Mountain. Although it is an incomplete copy, it can be confirmed that it was written by the Zhenwu Emperor in ancient times. The Zhenwu Emperor was an unparalleled powerhouse among ancient cultivators, and the legacy he left behind is extremely precious!"

"I won't lie to you, the Global Cultivators Conference is at the end of this year. This conference is actually a global division of interests, and the basis for this division of interests is the strength of the major corporations!"

"Therefore, the scriptures must be sent to headquarters, where they will be deciphered. Only then can the geniuses cultivate them, and only then can we, the Dao Restorers, retain our seats in the Global Alliance and have a sufficient voice at the year-end cultivators' conference."

He said with great concern, "But that's precisely why the Li family and other forces are trying every means to seize it. They won't give up easily. After their southern city base is destroyed and Li Jinglin dies, there will definitely be an even fiercer counterattack!"

“We have applied to headquarters, and they will send people directly to escort the scriptures to the headquarters in Kyoto. However, danger will remain during this period.”

Li Lan nodded and said, "I understand, I can help."

Upon hearing his agreement, Zeng Chenglin was overjoyed. After all, he had personally witnessed Li Lan's strength; he could kill a group of cultivators with just a fire extinguisher!

"This is the cultivation method of our Daoists. I will have someone prepare the spiritual energy container you need for the early stage of Qi Refining later!"

He took a file folder from the drawer, handed it to Li Lan, and said, "Destroy it after you've read it."

Li Lan took it, opened it, and scanned it. Indeed, they were all the most basic Qi cultivation methods.

These traditions are considered treasures on Earth, but to Li Lan now, they mean nothing. In fact, if he wanted to, he could create thousands or even tens of thousands of corresponding Qi refining methods.

"remember."

Li Lan handed the document back to Zeng Chenglin, who was immediately surprised. "A photographic memory?"

"Practice diligently. Your talent is too great. Perhaps when the people from headquarters arrive, you can go with them!"

Zeng Chenglin remarked with emotion, "Kyoto is truly the realm of cultivators!"

"Oh, by the way, help me forge a weapon..."

Li Lan suddenly spoke up, thought for a moment, and said, "A warhammer, the heavier the better."

The fire extinguisher from last time was still a bit unsuitable.

In the eyes of Zeng Chenglin and others, he is someone who relies on brute force to fight, so using a hammer or something like that best fits his persona.

"it is good!"

Zeng Chenglin nodded.

"I'm going back now, my aunt is waiting for me to have dinner."

Li Lan did not intend to stay in the group directly.

"By the way, those girls who came with you, should we let them practice cultivation, or should we let them live as ordinary people?"

Zeng Chenglin suddenly asked another question.

Li Lan thought for a moment and said, "Let's cultivate."

Times have changed, and we have to embark on this path to have a chance in the future.

……

"We've been hired!"

"Wow! Oh my god, am I dreaming? A Taoist priest? The pay is amazing, the starting salary is 300,000 a year!"

"I never thought that ordinary students like us could get into such a huge company... By the way, I heard that Liu Guoguo and the others got rejected. That's so satisfying!"

As they walked out of the Fudao Group building, the group of girls were overjoyed.

All were admitted.

"Thanks to my cousin."

Sun Zihan then spoke up, saying, "Zixuan, thank you!"

They all thanked them sincerely!

They all knew that if it weren't for Li Lan, their fate would have been no different from that of ordinary people; they wouldn't even have had a chance to interview before being rejected.

"nothing……"

Wu Zixuan was a little embarrassed.

“Zixuan,”

At that moment, a car pulled up, and Li Lan, sitting in the back seat, said, "Let's go home."

Wu Zixuan's eyes lit up. What the heck? A luxury car pick-up service?

With a complicated expression, she immediately opened the car door and said goodbye to Sun Zihan and the others.