I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Just Call Me Lord Jing

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The next morning, Xue Jing woke up, freshened up, made breakfast for Miao Miao who was still asleep, and immediately left the house to catch the bus to the East City District, and entered the office building where the Hidden Dragon Dojo was located.

He took the elevator to the seventeenth floor, and upon entering the main door, he saw the cheongsam-clad lady who had received him the day before sitting at the reception.

Xue Jing walked up, tapped on the reception desk, and said with a smile,

“Good morning.”

Because she had come to work so early and was yawning while sneakily playing with her phone, the receptionist in the cheongsam got startled, looked up to see it was Xue Jing, hurriedly put away her phone, and stood up.

“Good… Good morning, Young Master Xue.”

Young Master?

This somewhat corrupt-sounding title made Xue Jing feel uncomfortable.

He waved his hand and sighed, “What Young Master? There’s no need for such formality, just keep it simple, calling me Lord Jing will do.”

The cheongsam-clad lady: “…”

She felt that this title was even more excessive than Young Master.

However, she immediately spoke up, smiling sweetly, “Yes, Lord Jing~”

“Eh,” Xue Jing responded with a sound, now feeling quite comfortable.

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Yesterday, after he defeated Zhu Shanying, a Direct Disciple, Li Qi announced on the spot that he would take him as a disciple, adding another Direct Disciple to the Hidden Dragon Dojo.

From then on, he was the Hidden Dragon Dojo’s junior Direct Disciple, his status only second to Li Qi, the Arena Master. Ordinary disciples had to respectfully address him as junior brother, while non-disciple staff also had to call him ‘Young Master’.

‘It feels like I’ve suddenly jumped social classes…’ Xue Jing thought, leaving the reception and walking into the dojo.

The receptionist in the cheongsam watched his retreating figure until he disappeared from sight, then sat down with a somewhat wistful expression.

Xue Jing made his way directly to the training hall.

It was still early, and the training hall only had a few diligent ordinary disciples inside. When they saw him enter, they all greeted him, calling him junior brother with quite a respectful attitude.

This was also one of the reasons why Ning Fengwan suggested he enter the dojo in the form of a ‘dojo challenge’. After the ordeal yesterday, having witnessed his strength, no one would have any complaints about such a young and talented youth suddenly becoming a Direct Disciple.

“Junior brother, over here, this way.”

A calling voice reached his ears, and when Xue Jing turned his head, it was one of the Direct Disciples, that handsome young man.

“…Senior Brother,” Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile.

The young man smiled back and said cheerfully, “My surname is Chen, my name is Fuguang, just call me Senior Brother Chen.”

“Come with me, junior brother, I’ve been waiting for you for a while now,” he said, heading outside the training hall.

Xue Jing got up and followed.

As Chen Fuguang led the way, he said,

“You are a Direct Disciple, so you have a private cultivating room. I’ve already cleaned it up for you. From now on, you will practice there. I’ll show you the way first.”

Xue Jing nodded, “Thanks, Senior Brother.”

“By the way, Senior Brother Chen, where are our master and the other brothers and sisters?” he asked, puzzled.

“Master has an appointment with the doctor today. He has some chronic leg issues. Every now and then he goes to check on it with the doctor. He’ll be back later,” Chen Fuguang explained with a smile.

“As for the other brothers and sisters… let me introduce them to you first,”

“Currently, there are four direct disciples staying in the dojo. Besides me, ranked fifth, the one you sparred with yesterday was Zhu Shanying, Sister Zhu, ranked sixth. She is the youngest direct disciple apart from you. You also met the other two yesterday, Senior Brother Meng Boshang and Fourth Sister Meng Qingjiao.”

“Are those two related?” Xue Jing recalled the resemblance in their appearances and expressions and asked.

Chen Fuguang smiled and nodded, “They are father and daughter. Senior Brother Meng was the first to join our master, and later he married and had a daughter, Meng Qingjiao. She had great talent, so our master also took her as a disciple and taught her.”

“We, direct disciples, usually have work to do. It was a coincidence that all four of us were present yesterday. Senior Brother Meng and Meng Qingjiao are hardworking; after you left yesterday, they went out for work and haven’t returned yet. Sister Zhu is accompanying our Master to see the doctor…”

As they spoke, the two rounded a corner and arrived at an elegantly decorated, antique-style corridor. Xue Jing looked up and saw a total of seven doors on both sides of the corridor, three on the left and four on the right, with signs bearing Chinese numerals, neatly numbered one to seven.

“Our Master’s name is Li Qi, so when he established the dojo more than twenty years ago, he said he wanted to take seven direct disciples. Therefore, no matter how many times the dojo has moved, we always prepare seven cultivation rooms in the renovation,”

Chen Fuguang said with some emotion.

“Now that you’ve joined us, our Hidden Dragon Dojo finally has its full complement of members.”

The two stopped in front of the door marked ‘Seven’, and Chen Fuguang pushed the door open.

This was a spacious room of roughly eighty square meters, with a deep red solid wood floor that seemed quite expensive, virtually free of any furnishings, and completely visible at a glance.

“This cultivation room will be yours from now on.”

Chen Fuguang patted Xue Jing on the shoulder and changed the topic:

“Alright, Brother has some urgent matters to attend to, so you can have a look around the dojo. Master will be back soon.”

Xue Jing nodded and laughed, “It seems that being a direct disciple is indeed very busy, and Senior Brother Chen also has to go out for work early in the morning.”

Chen Fuguang waved his hand, “Not really, I met a rich woman at the bar last night, and I have arranged to share some martial arts insights with her today…”

Xue Jing: “…”

…

After hurriedly leaving, Xue Jing didn’t wander around but stayed in the cultivation room, sitting in meditation to practice his breathing skills.

As the levels of his various skills related to physical fitness improved and combined with the gradual development of Power, his body’s adaptability to the breathing skills greatly increased.

He could now perform about twenty cycles of Basic Breathing Skills in a row before feeling the strain.

[You have practiced the breathing skills once, gaining 16 Fitness Experience Points]

[You have practiced the breathing skills once, gaining 16 Fitness Experience Points]

After two breathing sessions and half an hour, an elderly voice suddenly came from beside him:

“Your Basic Breathing Skills bear traces of the breathing skills from Golden Wind Dojo. Where did you learn it from?”

Xue Jing opened his eyes, only to find Li Qi in his wheelchair right next to him; he didn’t know when he had arrived, as quiet as a ghost.

He quickly stood up and greeted Li Qi with a fist and palm salute: “Master.”

He paused, “A classmate at school was once a disciple at Golden Wind Dojo, and he taught me.”

Li Qi nodded and said with a smile, “Don’t be so formal. I was just asking casually. You are Girl Ning’s little boyfriend, so besides the master-disciple relationship, we have another connection.”

Xue Jing was taken aback, but he did not refute the remark about being the little boyfriend. Instead, he asked curiously, “Master, what is your relationship with her?”

Li Qi thought for a moment and reminisced, “I suppose… it’s like wanting to be her grandfather but ultimately not becoming one.”

Xue Jing: “Ah?”

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