dkrc Chapter 111 Mom wasn't just bragging, she was telling the truth.
Chapter 111 Mom wasn't just bragging, she was telling the truth.
Chu Chen was tempted to run, but seeing Liu Zhen's expression, he subtly pulled Chu Liang behind Zhou Zheng, shielding Liu Zhen in front of him: "Master Zhou, are we in danger?"
Zhou Zheng: "...No, as long as you don't do anything stupid and rush ahead of me."
Chu Chen chuckled dryly, "Not at all, I couldn't possibly block your divine light, Master! Please go first! Please go first!"
I was originally planning to show off a bit, but once I went in, I flashed my ID and the Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately bowed down and confessed everything, crying and begging for forgiveness!
Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't flush it in, otherwise it would have been torn into several pieces and thrown down the toilet!
Zhou Zheng glanced at Chu Chen and Chu Liang, who were cautiously hiding behind him, and said speechlessly, "Alright, let's go in."
It can only be said that he truly lives up to his reputation as an old Foundation Establishment cultivator. He's more eager to curry favor than anyone else when it's time to do so, and incredibly fast when it's time to save his own life.
Cross the cordon, enter the pawnshop, go around to the back office area, and open the office door.
Zhou Zheng walked in and was taken aback: "What are you two doing?"
The boss was crying his eyes out, while Kuku poured a ton of sugar into his coffee and gulped it down, his phone on a stand playing videos of pretty girls dancing.
The Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the sofa, his face slightly sad, looking resigned to his fate, radiating the pain and sorrow of "Damn, how could a person be so unlucky?"
The Taoist priest was the first to rise and bow, saying, "Greetings, Prince Zhou."
Boss Jiu wiped away his snot and tears, moved to the desk, and knelt down on the floor with a "thump" while holding onto the desk: "Waaah... Greetings, Your Excellency."
Zhou Zheng felt he'd encountered a lot of lunatics today. He wanted to complain but didn't know where to begin, so he simply said, "I won't mention that 'adult' title, but what the hell is 'Prince Zhou'? I'm not a prince at all!"
Have you ever seen a prince who owns ten acres of land in a village that he rents out and cultivates every year? Have you ever seen a prince who asks his mother for small expenses but asks his father for large ones? Have you ever seen a prince who is a hardcore gamer?
I'm not even a social butterfly, and you're telling me I'm a prince.
I've seen quite a few royal films, but I've never actually seen a prince.
The scoundrel looked completely bewildered: "You don't know your true identity?"
Zhou Zheng took out his wallet, glanced at his ID card, and confirmed, "I know my ID number."
The scene became somewhat eerie for a moment.
Zhou Zheng had no idea what the scoundrel was babbling about.
The Taoist priest couldn't understand why Zhou Zheng didn't know his identity.
The two stared at each other in silence.
Zhou Zheng broke the silence first: "I don't care what's wrong with you, anyway, today you..."
The scoundrel knelt down with a thud: "Your Highness Prince Zhou, I confess! I'll confess everything!"
Zhou Zheng: "?"
Why are you kneeling so quickly?
Zhou Zheng: "Are you betraying the Nine Schools?"
The scoundrel let out a wail and began to play the victim: "I had no other choice! I was forced into it! The sect leader's strength is unfathomable, how dare I, a mere Golden Core cultivator, disobey his will!"
Zhou Zheng leaned back tactically: "Aren't you going to put up a fight?"
The wicked Taoist glanced at Liu Zhen behind Zhou Zheng and shuddered in fear: "I only ask for a quick death, so I can at least have a way to pass away peacefully! I'll confess anything!"
All the intelligence, connections, and wealth I've accumulated over the years, it's time to cash in! As for struggling, how can I struggle? I tried to run from the start, but I almost got electrocuted on the back of my neck! I'm just a walking piece of raw meat! You can't electrocute me like that!
Having exhausted all other options, the Taoist priest sat on the sofa waiting for Zhou Zheng to come in, awaiting his predetermined fate.
Zhou Zheng blinked, realizing that the key to the problem was Liu Zhen's involvement. He turned his head to look.
Liu Zhen shrugged: "It was just a small thing for him. He dared to investigate you, so he deserves to be taught a lesson."
The Taoist priest was moved to tears and had no choice but to accept it. Was that a reconnaissance? It was just a normal reconnaissance, who knew that a sweep of my divine sense would trigger such a massive lightning strike that I was nearly paralyzed.
Zhou Zheng stroked his chin, looking at the sarcastic Taoist in front of him, and pondered, "Do you know who the sect leader is?"
The scoundrel hurriedly shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know anything. I only know that he is the sect leader, and I can only see his phantom image every time I contact him. I can't confirm his appearance or voice... The only thing I know is that the sect leader has a very high status, and he knows your grandfather Zhou Yuan."
Zhou Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he became serious: "Do you know my grandfather, Zhou Yuan?"
The scoundrel swallowed hard and confessed honestly, "Yes, I also know your father, Zhou Shoucheng. I know your father's true identity, and I also know your grandfather's true identity. The sect leader and Old Master Zhou were old friends, but only half a century ago."
Zhou Zheng frowned in thought. He had heard of this family history. His great-grandmother and great-grandfather had come here to escape disaster and settled down. His great-grandmother had more than a dozen children who had spread far and wide, and later went their separate ways. He had heard that his grandfather had traveled all over the country, but eventually returned here to settle down. However, the main branch of their ancestors had been in Sizhou, not Ganzhou.
I have very few memories of my grandfather; I only remember him as a strict yet kind old man.
My mother told me that my grandfather felt guilty towards me because my first child was a girl, and he wanted to abort my second pregnancy. However, my mother insisted on not aborting, and that's how I came to be. My grandfather felt extremely guilty, so he favored me a lot. Plus, my father was the eldest son, so... in the end, my father inherited the position.
He was the eldest grandson.
The first grandson in the family.
It could be considered that the father gained status through his son.
After thinking for a long time, Zhou Zheng still couldn't figure out what was so special about that old man who herded sheep with a whip that made a loud crack, that could make the leader of a cultivation sect remember him.
It can't be that the sound of the whip cracking is so loud that he keeps thinking about it, right? Does the leader of the Nine Streams Sect also like herding sheep?
Zhou Zheng asked, "You know my grandfather? What did he say?"
Looking at Zhou Zheng's expression, the Taoist hesitated for a moment before saying, "He said that Old Master Zhou is disgusted with the court intrigues and has taken his eldest and second sons to Ganzhou to suppress the ancient demon general and the pig beast ring of the Twelve Beast Rings..."
Zhou Zheng's mind exploded with a bang, and his memories instantly connected.
My mother's voice echoed in my mind: "Your grandmother's first child was a daughter, your eldest aunt, but she died unexpectedly in the south. She was never seen again."
Grandpa left the South and returned to the Northwest because his eldest daughter died under mysterious circumstances, and he never wanted to leave the place where his eldest daughter was born.
as well as.
The memories from the dream became clear again: the bracelet that Grandpa put on Mom's wrist, with a cute little pig pattern on it.
Ancient demon generals, I really don't know anything about that.
But could the animal ring my mom is wearing really be the legendary beast ring?
Damn, my mom is so compassionate, could she be practicing some kind of demanding cultivation technique?
Zhou Zheng leaned back tactically, took out his phone, found a wall, and made a video call.
The phone rang twice before being answered.
The chubby mother couldn't stop smiling: "Oh my dear son! You finally remembered your mother! Did you beat the game? Did you get all the trophies? Tell Mommy what fun AAA game you played this time."
My mother is a doctor. She is a bit chubby and often wears a white coat. She has an outgoing, warm, and cheerful personality, and her voice and laughter have an infectious vitality that comes with the older generation.
Completely different from myself, a gloomy gamer.
Zhou Zheng cut to the chase: "Mom, has anyone in our family ever been a cultivator?"
Mom couldn't help but laugh: "What, you've started cultivating? You've discovered that you're progressing by leaps and bounds, and no one can rival you? Tell me quickly, is it your dad's 'old ox' talent or your mom's 'great compassion' talent that you've awakened?"
Zhou Zheng: "Huh? No way? My family really cultivates immortality? How come I didn't know?"
Mom laughed so hard: "How could you not know? Your dad asks you to make some arrangements for you every year, and you always refuse so quickly. Your dad tells you about his dream, and you say you just want to rank up in the game. I tell you to be a good person and do good deeds, and you say you're poor and should be taken care of by others. I tell you to come here and I'll give you money to spend, and you say you haven't finished the game yet."
Your dad carries bags weighing hundreds of pounds, and you say you don't like being a beast of burden. I teach you about acupoints, and you say those things aren't impressive enough.
"Son, it's not that Mom doesn't want to teach you, it's not that Dad doesn't want to teach you, it's just that we've taught you everything, and you say you're not interested in anything, you just want to play by yourself. Think about it carefully, is that true?"
Zhou Zheng thought about it carefully and realized that it was true. It wasn't that his parents didn't give him opportunities from childhood to adulthood, but rather that he rejected them all, happily playing video games instead. Every time his father tried to force him to train, it would provoke fierce resistance from him, such as fighting with his own father. Although he was small and couldn't win, his attitude was very firm: "If you teach me anything I don't like, I'll fight you."
Over time, the father ran out of ideas—every time he tried to teach, they would fight; every time he tried to teach, he would be scolded for not being a beast of burden. How could a normal father withstand the physical and mental attacks from his demonic son? It evolved into:
I love my son, and I want to teach him a bit to show off how awesome I am—damn, my son is mentally attacking me, calling me a beast of burden, I don't want to live anymore—no, if I'm so awesome, shouldn't I pass on this to my son?—damn, why is he calling me a beast of burden? Wife, what kind of thing did you give birth to!
Because mothers teach knowledge without physically interfering, they receive less psychological abuse; saying only these things isn't impressive enough.
To be honest, my parents have worked very hard to help me grow up healthy, both physically and mentally.
Zhou Zheng: "Wait, what does this have to do with cultivating immortality?"
Mom: "How can you cultivate immortality if you don't train your body? How can you cultivate if you don't know the meridians and acupoints? You insisted on running out and making a fuss by yourself. You were happy making a fuss, but look at you now, you're unhappy and lying at home."
Zhou Zheng: "...Let's get back to the topic, are we official cultivators?"
Mom: "That's right, it's official cultivation. You're a genuine crooked cultivation. You've always been very opinionated and disobedient since you were little. I really don't know what to do with you. If it weren't for your intelligence, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to make a living."
Zhou Zheng: "If you keep cursing at me, I'll hang up."
Mom: "Oh, my darling son, don't hang up! Mom will send you some money. Are you short of money? Mom will send you two thousand."
Zhou Zheng complained, "We're back to square one, Mom, was the bracelet Grandpa gave you a boar or animal ring?"
The mother was shocked: "You actually knew about this? Son, you weren't threatened, were you? Let go of my precious son!"
Zhou Zheng spun his phone around speechlessly: "No, I went to the Thunder Department to cultivate, and I'm out on a mission with some people right now. I accidentally learned the secret of the Twelve Beast Rings, and then guessed that my family might be a cultivation family, so I called to ask you... You're actually a cultivation family? I had no idea."
"Oh my! What a lovely girl! My dear son, you've finally gone out and met some people! Find someone soon, get married, and have kids. Mom's counting on you to hold her grandson! You stay home all day and never interact with anyone..."
Zhou Zheng hurriedly turned back: "Mom! Stop! Stop pressuring me about marriage, stop bothering me! I just want to ask if you're a boar or a beast!"
Mother: "Yes. But these pig-beast rings were crafted by our ancestors to subdue the demon race. Each ring corresponds to a great achievement in suppressing a demon, as well as a powerful magical artifact or supernatural ability. My dear son, you should cultivate diligently. When you reach the Golden Core Realm and cultivate a heart of great compassion, I will personally give you the pig-beast rings."
By the way, are you in the Thunder Department? Which Thunder Department? Local one?
Zhou Zheng sent the forum app directly: "Register an account and open it yourself. The trending topics are videos of your son beating up local geniuses. Okay, I'm fine now. Wait, Mom, what level are you at? What level is Dad at?"
Mom: "Mom cultivates medicine and Buddhism, and I'm at the peak of the Golden Core realm. Your father is at the late Golden Core realm, but he's really stuck at a bottleneck. You should show him more care and concern, and try to warm his heart; it will do him good."
Zhou Zheng was shocked: "Golden Core Realm? Isn't it said that it takes a hundred years to reach the Golden Core Realm? Aren't you two only around fifty years old?"
The mother proudly declared, "Son, your mother was the number one genius in Ganzhou back in the day! If your father hadn't deceived me, I would have achieved great success long ago!"
Zhou Zheng: "Alright, alright, that's enough. Goodnight, bye-bye. And by the way, send me two thousand in pocket money!"
Hang up the video call.
Zhou Zheng complained, "My mom wasn't just bragging, she was telling the truth."
This plump mother, who collects cardboard to sell and use the money to buy vegetables and make dumplings for the uncles or aunts at the street stalls, is completely unrelated to the number one cultivation genius in Ganzhou.
I thought you were praising your own medical skills.
Just in case my mother lies to me again, and by "lies" I mean she often uses money, care, excuses, or family property to trick me into being ambitious or filial to her.
Zhou Zheng decided to cast a divination to avoid her saying, "My dear son, you actually need to work harder," after all his hard work to reach the Golden Core realm.
By the grace of Lei Zu, does my mother really have a boar-beast ring?
【Have】
By the grace of Lei Zu, will my mother really give me a pig-beast ring when I reach the Golden Core stage?
【Won't】
Damn it! I knew Mom was lying to me again!
Zhou Zheng reluctantly accepted the two thousand yuan pocket money his mother sent him, coldly ignoring the hug, kiss, and heart emojis she sent.
A beast ring capable of suppressing the Zhu Yan to some extent—how could it possibly be a magic weapon usable only by a Golden Core cultivator? That wretched mother of mine, she thought I was going to get a magical treasure for free!
Zhou Zheng looked at everyone in the room and noticed that their expressions were all different.
Xiaoxue looked bewildered: "Brother Zhou, are your parents cultivators?"
Zhou Zheng: "Yes, I just found out too."
Xu Fan: "...Official cultivator? Your parents are official cultivators, and you went and became a mercenary? Brother Zhou, is that right?" And they are high-class official cultivators at that.
Zhou Zheng: "That's not right, but that's how it happened. I finally understand why he called me Prince Zhou. If you look at it from that perspective, the eldest son of the Zhou family is indeed equivalent to Prince Zhou."
The current Ninth Commander, Zhou Shoucheng's son, you could call him Prince Zhou, which is indeed a passable title.
But what does this have to do with me, a shut-in who spends all day indulging in cultivation and playing games?
Aside from arranging an apartment for me, occasionally giving me large sums of interest-free loans that I don't have to repay, and calling me over every year to endure the kind of hardship of doing the same job for a lifetime, and being a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who has been mentally attacked by his son since childhood as a beast of burden... Even if it's hard to put all that aside, what do my dad's achievements have to do with me?
Cough cough, in the eyes of outsiders, the relationship is still very significant, but I can't accept it. How could someone as awesome as me possibly live my whole life in the shadow of my father's achievements?
Just wait, give me two years and I'll reach the Nascent Soul stage, then I'll show off my skills.
This little Golden Core late-stage expert still needs to train!