The Rebirth of the Legendary King
Your Eyes are Blind
Three hours passed. The bell rings as a sign of the completion of today's task. The disciples were gathered inside the room because it was already noon. The sun outside is very hot.
Team Ling was drinking Ling's potion. They were exhausted from traveling around the field while waiting for the task to end. After drinking the potion, their energy recovered.
Wuzhou's team has disbanded. Their faces looked very gloomy. It seems their cooperation is not going well.
Master Yuan entered the classroom. He changed into a formal dress. He looked at the students in front of him with a warm smile. "How many students got gold tokens?" tanyanya gently.
No one answered. They just rolled lazy eyes.
"Is there a problem?" asked Master Yuan astonished.
"Master. Our team only got 10. We have dozens of people. This is not fair. How can you guys just prepare a little?" a student protested.
Master Yuan frowned in surprise. "We have prepared 100 tokens. You should have at least half of it. Why do you only get 10?" ask Mr. Yuan back.
"What's? A hundred? We've searched the front, back, indoors, around every corner, after the last 10 tokens we didn't find a single token anymore, sir," one student replied.
"Of course you don't find any more tokens. Your eyes are blind" Liam said. He took out 30 tokens from his dimension pocket. Su Qiang who was sitting at the back also took out his 30 tokens.
All eyes are round. Is it really a native token? That much token where did they get it? They're not dreaming, are they? Ling's team was already an hour behind.
"Sir, the token is fake. I swear to see them just sitting around" said one student. The other Wuzhou team nodded in agreement. They all also knew that Team Ling was just sitting casually under a tree.
Master Yuan was confused as well. He also knew that Ling's team only sat for an hour. After that, he did not know what they were doing.
Yuan Ming approached Liam. He checked the token.
Original, Inner Yuan Ming.
He now moved to Su Qiang's desk to check his token as well. He touched one of the tokens and looked at the rest. It knows very well which are genuine and fake in one look. He just wanted to be more sure.
He approached Ling. "Where's your token?"
Ling took out his blue dimension pocket. Everyone was surprised to see this. Level 5 dimensional pockets are extremely rare. Only the rich have that.
But they were even more surprised when Ling issued 29 tokens. He took off one of the tokens in his pants. The token looks brighter than the others.
"Can you answer this most difficult question?" yuan Ming asked in shock as he looked at the brightest gold token. He looked at Ling intensely.
Ling shuddered his shoulders indifferently.
Yuan Ming returned to the front of the classroom. "All who get tokens please go forward. Each token will get 5 stars" explained Mr. Yuan.
They all came back surprised. Five stars? Wouldn't Ling and his friends get 150 stars? That many stars drive them crazy when they think about it.
The thirteen people who got the token immediately advanced forward. Their faces sparkle. While the one sitting on the chair had a gloomy face.
Master Yuan distributed them one by one star. For Ling, Liam, and Su Qiang it was a bit long since Master Yuan had to recalculate the number of stars by 150.
After the star division was over, they sat back down.
*
Ling has arrived home. He was delivered by Liam. The guards who saw him bowed respectfully. He also walked in casually. His eyes focused on the phone.
"Ling," a woman scatters her body into Ling's arms. That woman was Chen Lin. He hugged Ling tightly.
Ling returned Chen Lin's embrace. He leaned his head on Chen Lin's shoulder. He's pretty tired now. Hugging Chen Lin gave him an additional energy.
"What's up, Mom?" asked Ling to take off her embrace.
"Are you really getting 150 stars?" asked Chen Lin with sparkling eyes. He was very happy when he heard from Yuan Ming that Ling was the best and got 150 stars.
"Yes, right," Ling replied as he was.
Chen Lin disgusting. He kissed Ling's cheeks. "Thank you. Thank you," Chen Lin said many times. He hugged Ling again.
Ling was just astonished.
"Thank you for making me happy" Chen Lin said. Ling's words yesterday made clear in his heart. It is hypocritical if he does not wish to be happy by his son. Ling has proven his point.
"No need to thank. It's my duty" Ling stroked Chen Lin's back gently.
"Let's eat. I'll take you to the training ground to pick up a prize. I'm going to the office" said Chen Lin. He walked first. His hands look like they are wiping away tears.
Ling followed from behind. There was already Chen Qi there. He said nothing, just nodded. They started eating together.
Ling used to live with his family only when he was a teenager. Because he was a genius, he was busy going to school and studying here and there. After that he was busy leading the organization and fighting the war, so he could not go home.
He misses the warmth of a family. He already considered the Chen Family as his own family.
After he finished eating, Ling bailed to the room. He would go take a bath and cultivate. In front of the room door, he met Uncle Qian.
"Uncle Qian, help me register an account at the exchange bank," Ling said as she pulled out her identity card and gave it to uncle Qian. His tone was a little weak, but his command seemed to sound absolute.
Before Uncle Qian could answer, Ling walked into the room.
Inside the room, Ling prepared a potion to soak in. Not to forget also he entered his ancient jade pendant. But before being inserted, he looked at the pendant.
When it was near someone yesterday, the locket was warm. As the person moved away, the pendant returned as usual. He also felt something familiar when he was close to that person. Unfortunately Ling did not know clearly what it was.
Finally he decided to soak and drown his head.
After the shower, he dressed. He wears jeans and a shirt. Her hair was left in a mess. He sat cross-legged to cultivate.
It seemed like he had already reached the middle seventh level. He felt a familiar surge of energy enter countless times, until he was almost overwhelmed. He smiled and then opened his eyes.
"Slightly increased," he murmured.
He got up and sat at his desk. He wrote something there to bring in later in the afternoon.