"Tickets bought?"
"Bought." Lin Wan raised her cell phone, "So you also got the passports and visas sorted online?"
"Of course, just a few lines of code." Lu Zheng nodded naturally, "Weâll head to Beidu first, meet up with Zhao Xiaodao, and then fly to the Lighthouse Country to cheer for Zhang Weili."
Itâs already close to the end of September, Zhang Weiliâs title defense in Las Vegas is about to begin. She left for the United States five days ago to adjust to the time difference and undergo adaptive training. Zhao Xiaodao, having nothing to do lately, is preparing to fly over tomorrow to boost her popularity.
Lu Zheng and the group are returning from Tushan and coincidentally can join in the excitement.
However...
Shen Ying and Liu Qingyan watched the UFC fighting video on their phone, shaking their heads repeatedly, "Whatâs so interesting about these mortal fights? The audience is getting all fired up, I donât get it."
Liu Qingyan shook her head and said, "Itâs not even as good as Uncle Li and his daughter performing in Congâan Square."
Si Lingxi didnât bother watching, quietly holding a copy of "Holy Ruins," already on the authorâs third novel.
Lu Zheng lay on the sofa, unable to resist patting his forehead.
This is the difference between two worlds; the champion fighters at the peak platform of free fighting on Blue Star are not as impressive as the performers in a small town in Great Jing, even if those performers donât practice Martial Dao.
Si Lingxi glanced at the video, commenting indifferently, "Just think of it as watching dog fighting."
Lu Zheng, "..."
"Atmosphere, itâs all about the atmosphere." Lin Wan awkwardly added.
"Even the dog fighting park in the gambling dens of the townâs north street has a lively atmosphere." Shen Ying interjected.
Lin Wan, "..."
"Are we going or not?!" Lu Zheng patted the sofaâs armrest.
"Go, go, go!" Shen Ying and Liu Qingyan put down their phones, sitting beside Lu Zheng, one on each side, "That girl is Lu Langâs friend, sheâs our friend too, of course we should go and watch."
Shen Ying suggested, "Why doesnât Lu Lang teach her some Martial Arts Techniques? Even just two or three moves from the âTaiyue Divine Mountain Painting,â if she masters them, her strength could improve significantly."
Lu Zheng shrugged, "Thereâs no need to teach her techniques. With her own strength, she can win the championship, not to mention I already gave her an elixir to improve her constitution."
Lin Wan said, "In the past, Lu Zheng has only ever taught me any techniques."
Lu Zheng rubbed his chin, "Rather than teaching her a few moves, it would be better to show her the Taiyue Stele. If she can decipher some moves from it, then theyâll suit her even more."
"The Taiyue Stele..." Lin Wan looked at Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng smiled and nodded, saying ambiguously, "No rush, canât just offer it on a platter."
Lin Wanâs eyes lit up, and she smiled, "By the way, you mentioned the wonders of this Taiyue Stele yesterday, but you havenât shown it to me yet. Come on, let me see how much I can comprehend?"
The "Taiyue Divine Mountain Painting" didnât align with Si Lingxi or the other two women, so they only glanced at it without any intention to learn. However, Lin Wan started out with the "Eighteen Mountain-Carrying Techniques," which she can cultivate, providing some connection.
Although Lin Wan knew Lu Zheng could directly impart the technique through Spiritual Light Entering God, she wanted to see how much she could comprehend with her own strength.
"I believe in myself; even if I canât comprehend the entirety, getting a tenth of it shouldnât be a problem, right?" Lin Wan said confidently, considering her Dao Practice wasnât weak, and she had also practiced the "Taiyuan Mysterious Scripture."
A moment later...
Lin Wan silently sat beside Shen Ying, teaming up to play games.
Liu Qingyan hugged Lu Zheng, laughing so hard she couldnât straighten her back, comforting Lin Wan, "Wan, donât be sad. My sister looked for half a day and couldnât figure out a single move, sheâs way worse than you."
Thus, Lin Wan felt even sadder, channeling her grief into anger, teaming up with Shen Ying for a fierce gaming spree, achieving an impressive "28 kills and 0 deaths." After an angry verbal showdown with the opposing team, the other three in their squad transformed into Saiyan trash-talkers, verbally obliterating the opposing team into silence.
...
Lu Zheng personally cooked, preparing a pot of Black Fish soup, the group gathered around the dining table, eating and chatting.
"Las Vegas was originally most renowned for its gambling, but itâs now turned into a city of entertainment, hosting UFC championship games, NBA All-Star games, celebrity concerts, Hollywood movie premieres, etc." Lin Wan explained, "Moreover, besides these legitimate entertainment industries, underground industries also thrive, like drug trafficking, money laundering, gambling, all more modernized but avoiding most ordinary people. Thereâs also an Interpol office there."
Shen Ying raised her brows, recalling their trip to Australia during the New Year, she looked at Lu Zheng with amusement, "This time, are we going to do something similar?"
Lu Zheng was speechless, "Something happens every time we leave, isnât that boring? This time, weâll stick with Little Saber and Wei Li, donât wander off; weâll stay with the tourists, and I refuse to believe weâll stumble into any clichĂ© troubles. Weâre just going to experience the foreign culture, weâll return after a couple of days."
"Sounds good!" The three women naturally agreed.
"But before that..." Lu Zheng took out his phone, checked Shen Yingâs account which hadnât been updated in a while, "Letâs head out and shoot some videos first. How about starting from the Oriental Pearl Tower in Hai City?"
"Great, great!" Shen Ying nodded repeatedly, smiling broadly, showing a keen interest.
When they last visited the park, they decided to shoot a transformation video series with modern architecture as the backdrop for fun. However, the kimono incident happened, delaying the plan, then came the trip to Tushan, postponing it until now.
So, after lunch, the group headed out together.
...
That evening, Shen Yingâs account on a social media platform updated with a short video.
This was the first video update since her follower count soared following the Anshan Park incident, and curious fans all clicked to watch.
"Oriental Pearl or Ming Pearl Divine Sword"
Upon opening the video, viewers saw a serene sky with scattered clouds, the Oriental Pearl situated centrally in the distant background of the screen, birds gliding across the sky.
In the foreground of the video, in the square, Shen Ying wore a bat shirt, jeans, sneakers, and a baseball capâa modern attireâand danced a rather classical dance with the background music "Feathered Robe Dance."
The audience was collectively surprised; this was different from Tao Yingâs previous video style, and why was this creation using a modern backdrop?
Nevertheless, in the next moment, the video screen abruptly darkened, then suddenly brightened.
"Wow!"
"Whoa!"
"Cool!"
"Awesome!"
Sounds of admiration echoed across the Hua Country.
On the screen, the Oriental Pearl transformed into a massive long sword soaring toward the sky, surrounded by countless flying swords dancing aloft.
All other buildings around vanished, while Shen Ying, now floating mid-air, donned a green bamboo shadow-reaching skirt, styled with a flying sword bun, her dance elegant, fingers pointing like swords, surrounded by flying swords, the screen overflowing with Sword Qi, nearly bursting from the phones.