Chapter 1228: A Man’s Knees Are Worth Gold

When everyone heard that Shen Qi’s Cultivation Technique memories had actually been wiped, they all couldn’t help but look at him with eyes full of sympathy.

Shen Qi frowned and thought hard.

Yeah, getting an Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Technique is an incredible stroke of luck; how could he have possibly leaked Master’s information and ended up suffering backlash?

But no matter how he thought, he could only remember that after getting into university, he’d been living in a courtyard in the county with a bunch of young people—studying together, practicing martial arts together, even eating together. He refused to go back to the capital.

Later, his grandpa forcibly sent his older sister to fetch him back. It’s just that his sister’s eyes were always on top of her head, so he seemed to recall her getting into a conflict with the owner of the courtyard, even throwing money at them. He got angry at the time and quarrelled with his sister.

After his sister brought him back, Grandpa ordered that she was never again allowed to return to the Shen Family. After that, his sister even blamed him—she’d kindly gone to bring him home, only to get kicked out of her maiden family.

However, as for the rest, he didn’t have the slightest memory. He didn’t even understand why Grandpa had driven his sister away, and later Grandpa seemed to forget about the matter as well; only, he himself had come to really hate his sister and still insisted she wasn’t allowed to come home.

Thinking of this, he pulled a small pouch out from his chest. "This storage bag you mentioned, is it this?"

Wu Jiangsheng stared blankly at Shen Qi, then suddenly smashed a fist into Shen Qi’s chest. "You bastard! I never thought you actually leaked Master’s secret!"

With one punch from Wu Jiangsheng, Shen Qi was sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth. Clearly, Wu Jiangsheng’s power was far greater than his. Yet before this, he had obviously been weaker!

Wu Jiangsheng looked at his own fist. "That’s not right. What the hell is going on with you? Where’s your power?"

As soon as Wu Jiangsheng made a move, Mengyu noticed. "You’re already a Level Six Martial Artist?"

Wu Jiangsheng immediately grinned from ear to ear and said respectfully, "Yes, Master, I broke through Level 5 Martial Artist just a few days ago and became a Level Six Martial Artist."

His face practically had "Hurry up and praise me, praise me" written all over it.

Mengyu held back a laugh. "Mm, not bad, a Level Six Martial Artist. I’ll give out rewards later. Xiao Hua and Shuiyu, what about you two?"

Xiao Hua hurriedly said, "I’m already a Level 5 Martial Artist."

Shuiyu said, "I’m a Level Six Martial Artist. Do I get a reward too?" Without waiting for Mengyu to answer, she nudged Huilan with her elbow. "And you?"

Huilan said, a little embarrassed, "I’m Seventh-level now!" In fact, she was at Qi Refining 7th Layer.

When Wu Jiangsheng heard that, he immediately felt ashamed of his earlier showing off.

Shuiyu said jealously, "Wow, sticking by Big Sis really is awesome. I want to follow Big Sis around too."

Wang Huilan pulled Huang Zifeng over and introduced her to everyone. "This is the little junior sister Master took in at school. Her name is Huang Zifeng. Huang Zifeng, hurry up and tell everyone what level Martial Artist you are now."

Huang Zifeng was a bit dazed—she was a Cultivator!

She was already at Qi Refinement three-level, so she answered, "I’m three-level."

Listening to everyone report their results, Shen Qi felt extremely upset: he was only three-level!

He’d been learning martial arts from Master long ago, yet his power was actually the same as a little junior sister who’d just拜师.

He was ashamed.

Clenching his teeth, Shen Qi dragged his half-crippled body that Wu Jiangsheng had injured, forced himself up, walked over to Mengyu, and dropped to his knees with a thud in front of her. "Master, please take me in again as your disciple."

Everyone turned to look at Shen Qi.

In the past, the proudest one among them had always been Shen Qi. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

A man’s knees are worth Gold, yet right now, he was kneeling there in front of Mengyu, making people sigh.