What a good comrade!
Feng Lin held onto the Fatty’s hand, swinging it with great force, afraid that he would regret his decision.
He felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
This Fatty was a good comrade who would help others out at his own expense. Where else could Feng Lin find such a foolishly generous person?
Seeing Feng Lin’s excited expression, Fatty’s expression became a little doubtful as he wondered if he had been tricked!
Feng Lin reacted in time. He had lost his cool and appeared too anxious!
It would be bad to be exposed.
Seeing that Fatty didn’t make a move after very long, he immediately wiped off his smile and frowned as he looked at Fatty, “Dao friend Zhu Tiangang, what on earth are you thinking of? If you’re unwilling, then let’s just call this off!”
Feng Lin wore an impatient look and turned to leave.
“Don’t!” When Fatty saw this, he immediately panicked and grabbed onto Feng Lin, “Dao friend Wukong, don’t leave! We’ll have the deal! Is that still not enough?”
“If it’s 1,000 star coins for every word, then so be it! We have a deal!” This time around, it was Fatty’s turn to fear that Feng Lin would regret his decision and thus said with great certainty.
He cursed his own foolishness.
So what if each word cost 1,000 star coins?
The thing he had the least shortage of was star coins!
If he could get his hands on the truth behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s Dao propagation, what would this little bit of star coins matter?
It was just the contents for the entry test. How many words could there be? How much could it possibly cost?
Fatty tossed away all his doubts and didn’t continue to think too much about it. He assumed a humble attitude and asked sincerely, “What deep meaning is there to the song that Dao Ancestor Hongjun sang? What is the entry test hidden within it? I implore Dao friend Wukong to dispel my doubts!”
Feng Lin nodded, satisfied with Fatty’s attitude. He smiled and said, “It’s a long story! …”
A long story? …
Fatty’s brows twitched but he still kept up the appearance that he was listening seriously.
Feng Lin asked, “Do you know why Dao Ancestor Hongjun wanted to establish the Mythological Genes Association?”
Fatty shook his head, wearing an ignorant expression.
“We’ll need to start talking from the Mythological Genes Association! The Mythological Genes Association is a secret cultivating organization that disregards one’s background and allows people to exchange knowledge about various mythological genes. However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s cultivation was almighty and the cultivating knowledge that other people exchanged were extremely superficial to him. He was unable to get any benefit from it. Have you thought about his objective for setting up the Mythological Genes Association?” Feng Lin guided the conversation and kept on advocating his stand as Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s clone, leading Fatty’s thought into a trap.
“Why?” Fatty was stunned for a moment as he silently cursed.
How could ordinary people understand the thoughts of a remarkable existence like the Dao Ancestor Hongjun? If I were to know, why would I need to ask you?
This felt strange!
Fatty was perplexed over how dao friend Wukong knew so much about this?
He must be an extremely senior and knowledgeable member in the Mythological Genes Association! That must be it!
Unknowingly, his train of thoughts had run off course.
“Do you still not understand?” Feng Lin smiled faintly. “Dao Ancestor Hongjun had told you about it earlier!”
“He did?” Fatty wore a dazed expression.
Seeing that Fatty still didn’t react, Feng Lin started to give face-to-face teaching about the profound theories.
“Laying high amidst the clouds, comprehending true Dao. The first line of this verse says that Dao Ancestor Hongjun has an extremely deep and amazing mental state of tranquility, letting things take their own course, and that everything in the world starts from the heart. Assuming the role of a teacher beyond the universe. This second line talks about Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s respectable status as a teacher. Pan Gu created Taichi, with the existence of two dualities and the extension of the four phases. This third line reveals the great Dao which he stands testimony to. The one path of Dao was passed down to three, and the three split into two branches. This fourth line says that he has once spread Dao to the world, and founded Buddhism and Daoism…” Feng Lin broke down Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s song of dao verification into parts.
Fatty was deeply absorbed by what Feng Lin said and was struck by a great sense of understanding. He felt that the mysterious face veil had been removed from the fog of mystery that had covered his eyes. Things became clear to him now.
“Buddhism!” Fatty was suddenly taken by surprise and he screamed out in his heart, “I heard of this before!”
It was said that the renowned Yang Clan in the interstellar space had found the legacy by Erlang Deity Yang Jian. In the myths and legends concerning the Erlang Deity, there seemed to have been mentions about Buddhism. It was a great supreme religious sect.
Erlang Deity was the first disciple of Buddhism’s Jade Cauldron Immortal, who was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
However, it was unknown what other sacred existences were the Twelve Golden Immortals. All of these were mysteries.
Other than Buddhism, there was still Daoism?
Could it be that this was a religious sect that stood on equal grounds with Buddhism?
Both of them had passed down Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s teachings!
There was quite an amount of information and it was too unbelievable.
Fatty was in a bit of a daze.
Feng Lin wore a mysterious smile and didn’t give any further explanation.
At a time like this, all he needed to do was to remain quiet and let the other party’s imagination run wild!
The more Fatty thought about things, the more mysterious Dao Ancestor Hongjun would seem. The effect would be even greater than having him advocating fiercely.
This was to prevent a situation where he became too anxious and exaggerated too much to the extent that even he couldn’t believe it himself.
Feng Lin was experienced in playing the role of a conman.
“All three were disciples of Hongjun, leading all in the path of Dao!” Fatty’s mind was all jumbled up and he murmured, asking, “What is the meaning behind this last line?”
“It’s saying that Dao Ancestor Hongjun is the founder of the path of Dao, standing testimony to the Origin Great Firmament Golden Immortal’s fruit of labor!” Feng Lin explained and then threw out another cultivation term that confounded Fatty.
Origin Great Firmament Golden Immortal?
What kind of deity was this?
Although he didn’t understand, it sounded as if this character was so amazing that he would shoot through the interstellar space.
Feng Lin wore a faint smile and asked, “What is the most important thing that Dao Ancestor Hongjun should do as the founder of Daoism?”
Fatty wasn’t stupid. On the contrary, he had extraordinary intelligence, and this was well-known within his clan.
Otherwise, as trash in cultivation, even if he were from the direct line of descent in the clan, he wouldn’t be able to have his own Life Planet and become a star magnate!
He had earned all these with his own capabilities!
If he wasn’t intelligent, he wouldn’t have acted so shamelessly earlier, wanting to probe out secrets from Feng Lin’s mouth.
Only Feng Lin’s profound trickeries were to blame that he had been taken for a ride…
“That’s right! As the founder of the path of Dao, what should he do?” Fatty went into deep in thought and suddenly thought of what Dao Ancestor Hongjun had said to him earlier.
Fatty’s eyes gleamed, “Could it be Dao propagation?”
“That’s right!” Feng Lin wore a smile as if he thought highly of Fatty and praised him, “As the founder of Dao, he naturally had to propagate Dao to the world! Otherwise, how can he call himself the founder of Dao? Why would he be answering all sorts of questions in the Mythological Forum previously, wanting to become a Great V [1] in myths and legends? It’s all to propagate his path of Dao! Dao Ancestor Hongjun has gone into seclusion for very long, and the world has long forgotten about his great achievements. Even though he is the founder of the path of Dao, he can only rise afresh.”
Feng Lin continued to fabricate stories as hard as he possibly could.
Fatty nodded, bearing no suspicion at all. He came up with a guess in his heart.
In his opinion, the real identity of the Mythological Genes Association’s founder, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, must be a remarkable senior with an extremely high cultivation level. Taking on Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s cultivation path was to follow his path of Dao, to spread Dao to the world, and from there to stand testimony to Hongjun’s Dao.
Unknowingly, his train of thought had been brought off-track to beyond the nine heavens.
Fatty’s eyes opened wide as if he had understood something. “This means that the mission in my trial is related to Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s Dao propagation!”
“Promising and worth teaching!” Feng Lin smiled. “Dao Ancestor Hongjun is the Mythological Genes Association’s founder. And to become a member of the association, one must also accept Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s path. The Mythological Genes Association has just started and there’s only the two of us right in it at the moment. This is a great opportunity. This is a heaven-blessed opportunity for the two of us. As long as we can bring the Dao Ancestor’s profound theories to greater heights and to a flourishing state, which spread across the entire interstellar space, the Dao Ancestor will naturally favor us and we’ll have great prospects for our future. Do you think that there will be any problems for you to join the Mythological Genes Association then? You must keep this a secret. I don’t share this with just anyone!”
Fatty’s eyes opened wide and he covered his mouth, nodding quickly.
Boom boom boom!
Feng Lin wanted to say more when the cloud above Mythology Planet suddenly seethed, forming an enormous hand that covered up the skies and sun. It was grabbing from afar.
“Wukong, you’ve revealed the heaven secrets. How should you be punished?” Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s enraged voice rang out from beyond the heavens and even the world tremored.
Feng Lin wore a shocked expression and quickly said, “Dao Ancestor, please have mercy! Wukong won’t dare to do this again in the future!”
He couldn’t escape in time, and his body was grabbed and pulled into Mythology Planet, disappearing from sight.
“Dao Ancestor Hongjun, please spare my life!” An extremely agonizing cry rang out.
Fatty was swept by the enormous hand, and he became like a shooting star, flying an extremely far distance before gradually coming to a stop.
He shivered and then he woke up from the shock as if someone had poured water down from over his head.
Fatty looked at the Mythology Planet which had once again sunk into the void. His entire body felt cold, and he held no doubts to what Feng Lin had said.
Dao friend Wukong had revealed the heavens’ secrets and was caught by Dao Ancestor Hongjun. How could he possibly be lying?
Dao friend Wukong was definitely in hot soup. There was nothing he could do to help dao friend Wukong.
“Dao friend Wukong, I’m sorry for causing you to reveal heaven’s secrets. If we meet again in the future, I’ll definitely offer you my great appreciation!” Fatty could only secretly mourn for Feng Lin.
Dao friend Wukong, you can only help yourself and hope for the best!
In order to express his appreciation and apologies, he transferred three million star coins to Feng Lin’s account. It far exceeded the agreed price of 1,000 star coins per word.
“I finally got to know what the entry test is about.” Fatty became extremely excited and quickly logged off as if he was in a hurry to complete the entry test.
He walked very quickly and didn’t notice that not long later, the Mythology Planet’s Purple Cloud Palace had once again revealed its traces.
Feng Lin and Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s clone exchanged a glance and smiled.
He had put up a good performance.
He first used Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s clone to spread Dao, coming up with extravagant and baseless talk to raise Fatty’s great curiosity, and then personally appeared to reveal the secret to earn money.
Feng Lin himself had played the role of both the good and the bad guy.
With that, he managed to get his hands on three million star coins!
He had really managed to con Fatty with nothing in his hands!
He didn’t lose out at all in this deal!
…
In that palace on an asteroid in the depths of the universe, a series of loud and bright shouts rang out rapidly.
“Quick! Go spread Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s story across the interstellar space!
“I have no lack of money! I want Dao Ancestor Hongjun to become a hit!”
“A hit! A hit! A hit! …”
The hysterical shouts seethed across the asteroid and continued ringing out for a while.
…
After a while, Feng Lin got offline from the virtual universe, and the moment he logged onto the Mythological Forum, he discovered that the number of fans who were following him had increased tremendously and was about to shoot through the cloud layers like they were on a rocket.
1,10,100…
1, 10, 100…
Very soon, the numbers of his followers had broken through one million. Moreover, it was still rising rapidly at an extraordinary speed.
There were these words to conclude this.
A hit! A hit! A hit!…
[1] A Chinese internet lingo that suggests someone of great importance. Also often used to refer to people with over 100,000 (or sometimes, referring to 500,000) followers on their social media accounts.
What a good comrade!
Feng Lin held onto the Fatty’s hand, swinging it with great force, afraid that he would regret his decision.
He felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
This Fatty was a good comrade who would help others out at his own expense. Where else could Feng Lin find such a foolishly generous person?
Seeing Feng Lin’s excited expression, Fatty’s expression became a little doubtful as he wondered if he had been tricked!
Feng Lin reacted in time. He had lost his cool and appeared too anxious!
It would be bad to be exposed.
Seeing that Fatty didn’t make a move after very long, he immediately wiped off his smile and frowned as he looked at Fatty, “Dao friend Zhu Tiangang, what on earth are you thinking of? If you’re unwilling, then let’s just call this off!”
Feng Lin wore an impatient look and turned to leave.
“Don’t!” When Fatty saw this, he immediately panicked and grabbed onto Feng Lin, “Dao friend Wukong, don’t leave! We’ll have the deal! Is that still not enough?”
“If it’s 1,000 star coins for every word, then so be it! We have a deal!” This time around, it was Fatty’s turn to fear that Feng Lin would regret his decision and thus said with great certainty.
He cursed his own foolishness.
So what if each word cost 1,000 star coins?
The thing he had the least shortage of was star coins!
If he could get his hands on the truth behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s Dao propagation, what would this little bit of star coins matter?
It was just the contents for the entry test. How many words could there be? How much could it possibly cost?
Fatty tossed away all his doubts and didn’t continue to think too much about it. He assumed a humble attitude and asked sincerely, “What deep meaning is there to the song that Dao Ancestor Hongjun sang? What is the entry test hidden within it? I implore Dao friend Wukong to dispel my doubts!”
Feng Lin nodded, satisfied with Fatty’s attitude. He smiled and said, “It’s a long story! …”
A long story? …
Fatty’s brows twitched but he still kept up the appearance that he was listening seriously.
Feng Lin asked, “Do you know why Dao Ancestor Hongjun wanted to establish the Mythological Genes Association?”
Fatty shook his head, wearing an ignorant expression.
“We’ll need to start talking from the Mythological Genes Association! The Mythological Genes Association is a secret cultivating organization that disregards one’s background and allows people to exchange knowledge about various mythological genes. However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s cultivation was almighty and the cultivating knowledge that other people exchanged were extremely superficial to him. He was unable to get any benefit from it. Have you thought about his objective for setting up the Mythological Genes Association?” Feng Lin guided the conversation and kept on advocating his stand as Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s clone, leading Fatty’s thought into a trap.
“Why?” Fatty was stunned for a moment as he silently cursed.
How could ordinary people understand the thoughts of a remarkable existence like the Dao Ancestor Hongjun? If I were to know, why would I need to ask you?
This felt strange!
Fatty was perplexed over how dao friend Wukong knew so much about this?
He must be an extremely senior and knowledgeable member in the Mythological Genes Association! That must be it!
Unknowingly, his train of thoughts had run off course.
“Do you still not understand?” Feng Lin smiled faintly. “Dao Ancestor Hongjun had told you about it earlier!”
“He did?” Fatty wore a dazed expression.
Seeing that Fatty still didn’t react, Feng Lin started to give face-to-face teaching about the profound theories.
“Laying high amidst the clouds, comprehending true Dao. The first line of this verse says that Dao Ancestor Hongjun has an extremely deep and amazing mental state of tranquility, letting things take their own course, and that everything in the world starts from the heart. Assuming the role of a teacher beyond the universe. This second line talks about Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s respectable status as a teacher. Pan Gu created Taichi, with the existence of two dualities and the extension of the four phases. This third line reveals the great Dao which he stands testimony to. The one path of Dao was passed down to three, and the three split into two branches. This fourth line says that he has once spread Dao to the world, and founded Buddhism and Daoism…” Feng Lin broke down Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s song of dao verification into parts.
Fatty was deeply absorbed by what Feng Lin said and was struck by a great sense of understanding. He felt that the mysterious face veil had been removed from the fog of mystery that had covered his eyes. Things became clear to him now.
“Buddhism!” Fatty was suddenly taken by surprise and he screamed out in his heart, “I heard of this before!”
It was said that the renowned Yang Clan in the interstellar space had found the legacy by Erlang Deity Yang Jian. In the myths and legends concerning the Erlang Deity, there seemed to have been mentions about Buddhism. It was a great supreme religious sect.
Erlang Deity was the first disciple of Buddhism’s Jade Cauldron Immortal, who was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
However, it was unknown what other sacred existences were the Twelve Golden Immortals. All of these were mysteries.
Other than Buddhism, there was still Daoism?
Could it be that this was a religious sect that stood on equal grounds with Buddhism?
Both of them had passed down Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s teachings!
There was quite an amount of information and it was too unbelievable.
Fatty was in a bit of a daze.
Feng Lin wore a mysterious smile and didn’t give any further explanation.
At a time like this, all he needed to do was to remain quiet and let the other party’s imagination run wild!
The more Fatty thought about things, the more mysterious Dao Ancestor Hongjun would seem. The effect would be even greater than having him advocating fiercely.
This was to prevent a situation where he became too anxious and exaggerated too much to the extent that even he couldn’t believe it himself.
Feng Lin was experienced in playing the role of a conman.
“All three were disciples of Hongjun, leading all in the path of Dao!” Fatty’s mind was all jumbled up and he murmured, asking, “What is the meaning behind this last line?”
“It’s saying that Dao Ancestor Hongjun is the founder of the path of Dao, standing testimony to the Origin Great Firmament Golden Immortal’s fruit of labor!” Feng Lin explained and then threw out another cultivation term that confounded Fatty.
Origin Great Firmament Golden Immortal?
What kind of deity was this?
Although he didn’t understand, it sounded as if this character was so amazing that he would shoot through the interstellar space.
Feng Lin wore a faint smile and asked, “What is the most important thing that Dao Ancestor Hongjun should do as the founder of Daoism?”
Fatty wasn’t stupid. On the contrary, he had extraordinary intelligence, and this was well-known within his clan.
Otherwise, as trash in cultivation, even if he were from the direct line of descent in the clan, he wouldn’t be able to have his own Life Planet and become a star magnate!
He had earned all these with his own capabilities!
If he wasn’t intelligent, he wouldn’t have acted so shamelessly earlier, wanting to probe out secrets from Feng Lin’s mouth.
Only Feng Lin’s profound trickeries were to blame that he had been taken for a ride…
“That’s right! As the founder of the path of Dao, what should he do?” Fatty went into deep in thought and suddenly thought of what Dao Ancestor Hongjun had said to him earlier.
Fatty’s eyes gleamed, “Could it be Dao propagation?”
“That’s right!” Feng Lin wore a smile as if he thought highly of Fatty and praised him, “As the founder of Dao, he naturally had to propagate Dao to the world! Otherwise, how can he call himself the founder of Dao? Why would he be answering all sorts of questions in the Mythological Forum previously, wanting to become a Great V [1] in myths and legends? It’s all to propagate his path of Dao! Dao Ancestor Hongjun has gone into seclusion for very long, and the world has long forgotten about his great achievements. Even though he is the founder of the path of Dao, he can only rise afresh.”
Feng Lin continued to fabricate stories as hard as he possibly could.
Fatty nodded, bearing no suspicion at all. He came up with a guess in his heart.
In his opinion, the real identity of the Mythological Genes Association’s founder, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, must be a remarkable senior with an extremely high cultivation level. Taking on Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s cultivation path was to follow his path of Dao, to spread Dao to the world, and from there to stand testimony to Hongjun’s Dao.
Unknowingly, his train of thought had been brought off-track to beyond the nine heavens.
Fatty’s eyes opened wide as if he had understood something. “This means that the mission in my trial is related to Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s Dao propagation!”
“Promising and worth teaching!” Feng Lin smiled. “Dao Ancestor Hongjun is the Mythological Genes Association’s founder. And to become a member of the association, one must also accept Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s path. The Mythological Genes Association has just started and there’s only the two of us right in it at the moment. This is a great opportunity. This is a heaven-blessed opportunity for the two of us. As long as we can bring the Dao Ancestor’s profound theories to greater heights and to a flourishing state, which spread across the entire interstellar space, the Dao Ancestor will naturally favor us and we’ll have great prospects for our future. Do you think that there will be any problems for you to join the Mythological Genes Association then? You must keep this a secret. I don’t share this with just anyone!”
Fatty’s eyes opened wide and he covered his mouth, nodding quickly.
Boom boom boom!
Feng Lin wanted to say more when the cloud above Mythology Planet suddenly seethed, forming an enormous hand that covered up the skies and sun. It was grabbing from afar.
“Wukong, you’ve revealed the heaven secrets. How should you be punished?” Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s enraged voice rang out from beyond the heavens and even the world tremored.
Feng Lin wore a shocked expression and quickly said, “Dao Ancestor, please have mercy! Wukong won’t dare to do this again in the future!”
He couldn’t escape in time, and his body was grabbed and pulled into Mythology Planet, disappearing from sight.
“Dao Ancestor Hongjun, please spare my life!” An extremely agonizing cry rang out.
Fatty was swept by the enormous hand, and he became like a shooting star, flying an extremely far distance before gradually coming to a stop.
He shivered and then he woke up from the shock as if someone had poured water down from over his head.
Fatty looked at the Mythology Planet which had once again sunk into the void. His entire body felt cold, and he held no doubts to what Feng Lin had said.
Dao friend Wukong had revealed the heavens’ secrets and was caught by Dao Ancestor Hongjun. How could he possibly be lying?
Dao friend Wukong was definitely in hot soup. There was nothing he could do to help dao friend Wukong.
“Dao friend Wukong, I’m sorry for causing you to reveal heaven’s secrets. If we meet again in the future, I’ll definitely offer you my great appreciation!” Fatty could only secretly mourn for Feng Lin.
Dao friend Wukong, you can only help yourself and hope for the best!
In order to express his appreciation and apologies, he transferred three million star coins to Feng Lin’s account. It far exceeded the agreed price of 1,000 star coins per word.
“I finally got to know what the entry test is about.” Fatty became extremely excited and quickly logged off as if he was in a hurry to complete the entry test.
He walked very quickly and didn’t notice that not long later, the Mythology Planet’s Purple Cloud Palace had once again revealed its traces.
Feng Lin and Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s clone exchanged a glance and smiled.
He had put up a good performance.
He first used Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s clone to spread Dao, coming up with extravagant and baseless talk to raise Fatty’s great curiosity, and then personally appeared to reveal the secret to earn money.
Feng Lin himself had played the role of both the good and the bad guy.
With that, he managed to get his hands on three million star coins!
He had really managed to con Fatty with nothing in his hands!
He didn’t lose out at all in this deal!
…
In that palace on an asteroid in the depths of the universe, a series of loud and bright shouts rang out rapidly.
“Quick! Go spread Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s story across the interstellar space!
“I have no lack of money! I want Dao Ancestor Hongjun to become a hit!”
“A hit! A hit! A hit! …”
The hysterical shouts seethed across the asteroid and continued ringing out for a while.
…
After a while, Feng Lin got offline from the virtual universe, and the moment he logged onto the Mythological Forum, he discovered that the number of fans who were following him had increased tremendously and was about to shoot through the cloud layers like they were on a rocket.
1,10,100…
1, 10, 100…
Very soon, the numbers of his followers had broken through one million. Moreover, it was still rising rapidly at an extraordinary speed.
There were these words to conclude this.
A hit! A hit! A hit!…
[1] A Chinese internet lingo that suggests someone of great importance. Also often used to refer to people with over 100,000 (or sometimes, referring to 500,000) followers on their social media accounts.
