Spiritual Recovery: Gamification of Reality

What a joke.

Even if she could no longer find the car, she didn’t want everyone to know about this. After all, to put it simply, it was embarrassing. A police officer had her car stolen in front of her own house.

Just think about it.

It was very embarrassing.

Su Meng didn’t want anyone to know about this.

Seeing this, Xu Bai shrugged and stopped talking.

He had given her a suggestion, but Su Meng did not accept it. He had no other choice.

After a while.

A thought seemed to come into Su Meng’s mind. She adjusted her posture and looked at Xu Bai, who was focused on driving.

“Master.”

“Yes.”

“You want to join the Thief Sect?”

“That’s right.”

Xu Bai smiled and nodded.

Su Meng nodded.

He did not hesitate.

He gave an affirmative answer.

“Yes, but it’s not good.”

“Is that so?”

“The Thief Sect belongs to the Nine Sects of the Heretic Dao. It is not part of the

Orthodox Dao.”

“I know.”

Su Meng blinked and looked at Xu Bai.

Xu Bai glanced at Su Meng, whose expression had shifted from anger to wonder. He smiled and said, “So? Isn’t heresy srill cultivation?” Su Meng shook her head hesitantly. “But, they are left.. ‘

“I know,” Xu Bai interrupted with a smile, “but I’m willing to pay.”

Su Meng was speechless.

It was the same thing/

Xu Bai didn’t really care about the sect.

I am a sect myself.

A top sect.

With the system’s buff, he gained millions of character experience points and millions of skill experience points.

I am a sect!

But…

If taking on the identity of a sect could reduce unnecessary troubles by 98%, then this actually did not matter.

Especially if it was a sect that he knew well. That couldn’t be any better.

Moreover…

The fifty-fourth Sect Master of the Thief Sect.

The leader of the heretic path.

A sect like this, apart from the sect leader who seemed a little weak, had a certain level of power. To Xu Bai, this was just a fact.

Why would he need a bicycle?

‘He’ll do.’

Instead of rushing to the Eight Sects of the Immortal Dao or some other sect that he wasn’t familiar with, he might as well just undertake the heretic path. After all, once Zhu Cong stepped down, he could then immediately take this title.

Su Meng, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, opened her mouth but hesitated.

However…

In the end, Su Meng did not say anything. After all, although she came from a

family of cultivation, she was still a novice.

Moreover, he had just become a transcendent and had had his car stolen by five thieves.

Half an hour later.

The 38th Branch.

Xu Bai drove the car with Su Meng as his passenger. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw a van, that was passing by the 38th Branch, had a door suddenly open. Suddenly, an unknown object was thrown out of the van and landed on the ground with a clang. It skidded on the road for a while, creating sparks.

Su Meng shouted.

“My motorcycle!”

Xu Bai stopped the car. Su Meng swung open the door of the passenger seat and ran toward the motorcycle had skidded on the ground stopped at the gate of the 38th Branch.

Su Meng ran to her motorcycle and looked at the motorcycle as she picked it up. Seeing it covered in scratches left her speechless.

No one would believe this.

What kind of magical drifting had this new motorcycle experienced in just less than three hours?

That was not right.

No one could know about this.

Su Meng jolted as she returned senses and looked at the two colleagues who were helping. She forced a smile and said, “It’s fine. I’m just having a laugh with my friend.”

The two colleagues glanced at each other. Just as they were about to say something, they saw Xu Bai walking over. They stayed silent. After bidding goodbye to Xu Bai, they turned around and left.

Xu Bai walked to Su Meng’s side and looked at the motorcycle that was covered in scratches after experiencing the fantasy drift. He looked at Su Meng and comforted her, “After work, drive the motorcycle to the old factory maintenance station and look for Old Zhao. Tell him that I sent you.”

Su Meng raised her head.

“Master…”

“Don’t worry. It’s a small problem for Old Zhao.”

“Master, will you accompany me?”

Xu Bai smiled and looked at Su Meng.

Su Meng blinked.

“Are you going to acknowledge me as your master?”

“I guess so.”

Xu Bai said as he helped Su Meng push the motorcycle into the parking lot of the branch office. He didn’t tell Su Meng that getting the motorcycle back wouldn’t be for free.

There was no such thing as freebies in this world.

This sentence was applicable to any place and environment.

Thieves are more rampant.

Although the rightful owner of the motorcycle was Su Meng, this merely was from a legal point of view. From the point of view of the strong preying on the weak, Su Meng had lost the motorcycle which was then stolen by the thief. Thus, the true owner was the motorcycle thief.

Zhu Nianyan had gotten the motorcycle from the thief, not Su Meng.

When Zhu Nianyan returned the motorcycle to Su Meng, she didn’t just simply return the motorcycle to Su Meng. At the same time, Zhu Nianyan also gave up the luck that she had stolen from the car thief.

so…

When Su Meng and Zhu Nianyan were bickering, Xu Bai chose not to interrupt. Even so, although he seemed to be on neither side, he was actually still on Su Meng’s side.

However, Xu Bai did not intend to break the rules.

It was alright.

After Su Meng’s motorcycle was found, there were no more cases to handle at the police station that day. In other words, there were no cases that required

Xu Bail s help.

It was time to get off work.

Xu Bai gave Su Meng the contact of Old Zhao from the repair shop. After a few words, he drove back to Zhu Cong’s pawnshop.

The pawnshop had its doors closed.

Zhu Nianyan opened the door.

Xu Bai looked at Zhu Nianyan, who had an unhappy expression on her face after realizing that she had opened the door for him. He smiled and said, “Your grandpa is still here.”

Zhu Nianyan, who was chewing gum expressionlessly, glanced at Xu Bai and then brought him inside without saying a word.

“Grandpa, he’s here.”

“Yes.”

Xu Bai looked at the closed door in front of him with intrigue. He looked at Zhu Nianyan, who was standing at the door and raised his eyebrows. “Is it that mysterious?”

Zhu Nianyan turned to glance at Xu Bai. Then, she turned around and left without saying a word.

Xu Bai turned around and looked at Zhu Nianyan, who was walking down the stairs. As she disspeared down the stairwell, he turned around and looked at the closed door.

In the next second.

Xu Bai pushed the door open and entered.

The first thing he say was…

A fragrance lingered in the room.

Literally.

Xu Bai subconsciously held his breath and widened his eyes. He looked around the smoke-filled room and noticed Zhu Cong, who was wearing a rare blackish-gray robe and had tied up his long hair. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Old…

Before he could finish his sentence.

With his back turned to Xu Bai and hands clasped behind his back, Zhu Cong waved his right hand, causing a hassock to appear in front of Xu Bai.

“Kneel down and pay respects to the Ancestral Master!”

. Dong!”

It hda started already?

So suddenly?

Xu Bai raised an eyebrow as he knelt down on the futon.

In the next second.

Zhu Cong moved to the side and gave Xu Bai a view of the portrait on the wall behind the 52 memorial tablets.

The black-robed old man in the portrait had a pair of sword-like eyebrows and a Sword Qi that soared into the sky.

Bai.”

“Are you willing to join our Thief Sect, abide by our rules, and serve our Thief

Sect?”

Zhu Cong looked at Xu Bai and spoke in a deep voice. He had been preparing since Xu Bai left in the morning. By the time that Xu Bai arrived, he had already finished all the preliminary work.

If Xu Bai came over, he could immediately get to the point.

There was no other reason.

The main focus was speed.

It had been 50 years since the spiritiual energy revival. It was not that there were no good seedlings for cultivation, but that it was rare to see as good a wild seedling as Xu Bai.

Zhu Cong was already mentally prepared to see the first good seedling he discovered fall into someone else’s hands.

But…

Zhu Cong was afraid that a long delay would lead to trouble. Not only was he afraid that someone would come and snatch his disciple before they acknowledged him as their master, but he was also afraid that Xu Bai would be capricious and say, “Haha, I’m just saying. Don’t take it seriously.” so…

Speed!

Accuracy!

Ruthlessness!

The members of the Theif Sect always knew when to perfectly time their attack.

But…

Zhu Cong was thinking too much.

If I am unwilling, no one can force me.

If I am willing, no one can stop me.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Bai understood what Zhu Cong was thinking, but he

didn’t care. He nodded and said, “I’m willing to join the Theif Sect.”

Zhu Cong instantly beamed with joy. His eyebrows furrowed as if he was dancing.

Ecstatic!

However, Zhu Cong suppressed the glee in his heart and tried his best to put on a serious expression. “In that case, are you willing to acknowledge me as your master and become my disciple?”

Xu Bai nodded again.

“Good!”

Zhu Cong immediately broke the silence. He ignored Xu Bail s strange expression and pulled a long face. He handed Xu Bai the disciple’s uniform, an antique sword, and a jade archive that symbolized his status. “From now on, you are my eldest disciple and the future fifty-fourth Sect Master of my Theif

Sect.”

It was still the same thing.

The Thief Sect emphasized speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

‘Look.’

At this moment, Zhu Cong did not hesitate at all. The moment Xu Bai became his disciple, he immediately appointed Xu Bai as the next Sect Master of the Thief Sect.