HAGLTP Chapter 46

Old friend? Feng Yazheng followed Xiao Lu’s gaze to his own legs.

In an instant, he understood who the “old friend” the other party was referring to.

The only one who knew his secret past and had severed his legs was his fiancée—Wei An.

He never expected that this woman was still alive. With her mediocre martial arts and medical skills, and heavily injured, how did Wei An manage to survive? Was it out of hatred for him?

As he saw Xiao Lu getting closer, Feng Yazheng made a decision; no, he couldn’t continue like this.

He exerted all his strength to activate his lightness skill, and immediately his toes glided along the bamboo, trying to escape.

“Want to run?” Xiao Lu swept his bamboo branch, cutting off the bamboo Feng Yazheng was standing on.

But Feng Yazheng was already prepared, landing on another bamboo stalk and fleeing at high speed.

He fled in a panic, the acupoints that Xiao Lu had struck were aching deeply, but what terrified him more was that his internal energy was dissipating from these acupoints, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop it.

What would happen if this continued?

Would his internal energy be exhausted? Would he lose all his martial arts? Would he become an ordinary old man?

A person who had dominated the world for most of his life refused to accept such an end. Feng Yazheng accelerated again, trying to shake off the red shadow behind him, forcing his internal energy to the limit, causing blood to spill from his mouth and nose.

But that glaring red still clung to him like a vengeful ghost.

He even felt that Xiao Lu wasn’t trying to catch up to him, but was deliberately maintaining a distance that was neither too far nor too close, just to watch him desperately flee yet remain unable to escape, cruelly like a cat toying with its prey.

Despairing.

A cliff appeared before him.

Feng Yazheng felt his internal energy was already in disarray, his meridians were in excruciating pain, and he even faintly sensed signs of going berserk.

With escape already hopeless, he might as well go down fighting!

Feng Yazheng steeled his heart, gathering the last of his internal energy, intending to turn around and fight to the death.

A cool breeze swept by, carrying the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Feng Yazheng felt his body uncontrollably tipping backward; he tried to step back to steady himself, but was shocked to find that his legs could not move.

Looking down in confusion, he realized it wasn’t that his legs couldn’t move, but that they had been severed cleanly at the knees.

Just like Wei An back then.

Blood gushed out, and the delayed pain struck his mind like a lightning bolt.

“Ah… ah——————” Feng Yazheng let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His legs!!!!!!

The frail, aging body fell heavily to the ground, his white hair brushing against the dirt, his face smeared with blood, but at this moment, he had no time to care.

His wrinkled hands desperately reached out, trying to pick up the severed leg lying beside him. He was a medical sage, the number one doctor in the martial world; reattaching severed limbs was nothing new for him. He had done it many times before, and he could do it now, he must be able to.

Calm footsteps approached, and a figure in red with black hair walked gracefully toward him.

“There’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you, Feng Gu Master.”

“In fact, the San Yuan Dan you consumed should be called the Foundation Establishment Pill, the first step on the path to immortality.”

Feng Yazheng’s movements froze.

“As for why the Wei family had the Foundation Establishment Pill, it’s because they were one of the branches of my Xue Lun Sect, inheriting from cultivators, not an ordinary martial arts sect.”

Feng Yazheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes mixed with fervor, greed, fear, and murderous intent, a complexity that was shocking.

“You… indeed have a path to immortality!”

“Naturally,” Xiao Lu replied.

Meeting Feng Yazheng’s hopeful gaze, he maliciously added, “Unfortunately, Feng Gu Master doesn’t know that the path to immortality in this world has long been severed, and all beings have no hope of ascending.”

Feng Yazheng’s breath became heavy, his murky eyes suddenly widened. He stared hard at Xiao Lu, trying to find a hint of deceit in his words.

But there was none.

“You’ve schemed your whole life, only to end up in a grand dream…”

With blood drained and enveloped in despair, Feng Yazheng finally breathed his last.

His eyes remained wide open, refusing to close.

Xiao Lu searched Feng Yazheng’s corpse and took out the strange short flute. When Feng Yazheng had played it earlier, Ivan had told him that this thing was the Holy Order of the Po Er.

Behind him, footsteps sounded.

Xiao Lu didn’t turn around, speaking instead, “Has Naga been dealt with?”

Dressed neatly in black and white, with hair unruffled, only the hem of his clothes was stained with some blood: “I did not fail my mission.”

The boss was dead, and the Holy Order of the Po Er was in hand; it was time for them to leave this world.

·

In the martial arts conference area, the battle had ended, and the martial world of the Central Plains was busy wrapping things up.

Lin Fanshi also received a notification that the mission was complete. Although the process of completion had little to do with the original plot, it was unexpectedly easy, just following the sect master around.

But deep down, he suddenly felt empty.

Busy directing his disciples, Wei Diyi suddenly felt a weight on his back, followed by the wailing of his eldest disciple: “Master! I’m going to miss you so much…”

Wei Diyi was puzzled; what was this silly child talking about?

But Lin Fanshi was crying too pitifully, so he couldn’t help but turn around and pat his disciple’s shoulder.

“Woo woo woo… you are the best master I’ve ever met…”

“Silly child, haven’t you only had me as a master?”

Wei Xiaoxiao leaned over: “Did you get hit in the head? Should we let the sect master take a look?”

Ling Deng: “No need to trouble the sect master; I can help.”

“Woo woo… you don’t understand…” Lin Fanshi cried even louder.

The identity he drew was extremely unfortunate, starting from a child.

He had almost died floating in the river at the beginning, but fortunately, he met Wei Diyi, who was foraging for wild vegetables by the river.

He had been in this world for over ten years, spending every day with Wei Diyi. This master didn’t mind that he was foolish, didn’t mind that he learned slowly, and didn’t mind that he often acted silly; he was the best mentor he had ever encountered.

And the fellow disciples of Xue Lun Sect, each one so vibrant, though they didn’t say it, he had always liked everyone.

Unfortunately, he had to leave.

Leave behind the caring mentors, the playful fellow disciples, and the powerful big shots in the sect, to continue on an unknown journey.

·

These five years in Xue Lun Sect had been peaceful, practicing martial arts, honing his sword skills, studying medicine, recruiting disciples, strengthening the sect, watching his influence rise, almost making him forget that he was ultimately just a passerby.

At this moment, the two stood on the edge of a cliff, the view before them was vast, dusk had arrived, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds, casting a warm hue over everything, making all that met the eye feel gentle.

“Is what the system provided really the original plot of this world?” Xiao Lu asked.

“Who knows?” The tone of the person behind him shifted from the gentle demeanor of Mo Xue to the mysterious, fox-like quality of Mr. A.

“What’s the purpose of altering the original plot of a world? Is it related to the world’s degradation?”

“Who knows.”

“Can’t say?”

“……”

Mr. A took a step forward, using his long fingers instead of a comb, for the last time, he tidied Xiao Lu’s long black hair, the action as usual.

Xiao Lu relaxed, enjoying the rare sunset scenery and the service from his collaborator.

The sunset was ultimately fleeting.

·

Back in the resting area.

Xiao Lu appeared at the long table, and his clothes had changed from the ancient red robe to the uniform attire of the supporting characters.

Several seats beside him were empty, indicating that the owners of those seats hadn’t survived to leave the last world.

However, Xiao Lu saw the masks belonging to Zhang Jiuqi and Liang Boling on the long table. He nodded to the two, who also nodded back at him.

Looking around, the cannon fodder still stood crowded at the back.

But there was an additional vacancy in the top ten seats of the supporting character group; the tenth place was missing.

And on the high platform, the top group also showed changes, with one less person in the villain group. The entire villain group seemed to be in low spirits, in contrast to the protagonist group, which was already preparing to set up a champagne tower.

This time, the system inspector still appeared at the banquet.

Unlike the last one, who looked like he had a bad temper, this one, while not particularly friendly, had a businesslike demeanor that made the performers feel much more at ease.

When it came to the reward and punishment segment, the inspector lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, causing the seating of everyone in the hall to change. The most significant changes were in the cannon fodder and supporting character groups, with some being demoted and others promoted.

Xiao Lu’s vision shifted, and he found himself seated at the long table of the top ten supporting characters.

Not in the last empty spot, but in the third position; the original third to ninth places all shifted back one position.

This commotion was not small, especially since the attention on the top ten supporting characters was second only to the top group, drawing all eyes to Xiao Lu.

“Who is that? Directly parachuting into third place, that’s impressive.”

“Look at his badge, ‘10000’, that’s the latest number.”

“Which means he’s a newcomer.”

“A newcomer? He’s only been here a short while and is already in the top three of the supporting characters; he’s practically a shoo-in for the top group.”

Surrounding him were whispers revolving around Xiao Lu, but his gaze fell on the top group at the highest point.

Now, both the villain group and the protagonist group had six members, and although only the personnel changes were visible on the surface, the atmosphere between these two groups was tense, indicating considerable entanglements behind the scenes.

The banquet began amidst the compliments and congratulations of the crowd.

As the most eye-catching person after this significant promotion, Xiao Lu received countless glances. There were other cannon fodder, familiar faces like Zhang Jiuqi and Liang Boling, and even attempts at friendliness and probing from other top ten supporting characters.

Everyone was curious about this suddenly emerged third-ranked supporting character and what kind of person he was.

Xiao Lu smiled and dealt with them.

During the process of this banquet, Mr. A did not appear again.

·

Soon, three days passed, and it was time to enter the next world.

The identity cards in front of Xiao Lu had increased, and he still chose randomly.

Once again, he drew a white card representing cannon fodder.

Chi Lu, a classic combination of a campus bully and a poor student. He was handsome and strong, came from a wealthy family, had countless admirers, and was a prominent figure in the school.

But unfortunately, this wasn’t a campus story; it was a zombie world, and he had only awakened a useless auxiliary ability.

At the beginning of the apocalypse, Chi Lu organized a small team based on his fighting skills, but later he was betrayed by his teammates and went missing in a horde of zombies. The little sister he had always protected, who was a char siu, never thought to look for him, directly packed the supplies he had collected and sent them to the protagonist in exchange for a chance to cling to their leg.

This person was basically equivalent to a free resource package, akin to those data-type cannon fodder who liked to write diaries during supernatural events.

Xiao Lu: “……”

This little sister could team up with Xiao Keyang to debut.

He really had a knack for these unfortunate character setups.

·

When consciousness returned, Xiao Lu felt as if all his bones had been crushed by a heavy object, and his head was buzzing. The air was filled with noisy voices, as if two people were arguing incessantly.

This time, it was another accidental death.

The original host had fallen from the rooftop while searching for supplies at school with his teammates, and the traitor was right beside him at that moment.

This guy had no intention of saving anyone, simply turned and left, even tricking the other teammates to stay away, while the original host lay bleeding to death on the balcony below.

After a while, Xiao Lu felt his mind clear up.

The noisy voices were still there; they weren’t hallucinations, but two people were genuinely making noise beside him.

“The last pack of instant noodles has been eaten; we only have last week’s baguette, the mooncakes distributed by the school, and the two loaves of bread you bought two weeks ago that are already inedible. If we don’t find something edible soon, we’re going to starve to death here.”

“When we ate the instant noodles yesterday, I told you to add more water, but you didn’t, and now the whole pack is gone.”

“Most of the box was eaten by you.”

“Impossible, I ate less.”

“But you eat fast!”

Xiao Lu struggled to open his eyes and saw a dorm room in the night, with two figures squatting on the ground.

One was tall and thin, the other short and chubby.

That round figure felt somewhat familiar, resembling his former teammate Huang Sansheng. But upon closer inspection, he realized it was actually a fair-skinned youth, just bundled up in a thick puffy jacket, making him look larger.

Ivan had helped Xiao Lu recover from his injuries, and he slowly sat up, supporting himself on the ground.

“Ah ah ah ah, a ghost—” the fair-skinned youth accidentally caught a glimpse and immediately screamed.

“No, this should be called a fake corpse,” the tall, thin one calmly analyzed.

“What what what should we do now?”

“I don’t know.”

“Why are you still so calm if you don’t know?!”

“My calmness has nothing to do with my ignorance.”

“You bastard…” the fair-skinned youth was on the verge of tears.

Xiao Lu moved his body to look at the two, his features delicate and three-dimensional, but his brows and eyes carried a rebellious and unruly air. The black stone earring in his right ear reflected a cold light under the moonlight, and bloodstains on his lips added a touch of allure.

Unfortunately, the two spectators had no mood to appreciate his looks.

The person before them was pale, stiff, and covered in blood, looking ghostly under the night’s cover.

“It’s coming, can you run fast?”

“Did you forget? During the physical test, we always came in last together.”

“We’re done for, I’m tender and delicate; it will definitely eat me first.”

“No, based on my observations, a mature zombie wouldn’t make a choice; it would probably bite us both to death and then eat us slowly.”

“Damn it, can’t you say something auspicious?”

“……Congratulations and be prosperous?”

“Is it time to be prosperous now?!” the fair-skinned youth shouted in panic and anger.