Chapter Sixty-Five: The Nine Yang Manual

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“Ahhhhhh, why hasn’t the streamer drawn a martial technique yet? The last one has to be a technique! If not, I’ll kill myself just to prove it to myself!”

“Hey, brother upstairs, don’t be so impulsive! Please, don’t! I’ve got rat poison here—need a little? Hahahahahaha!”

“Rat poison might not do the job. Better use a knife! One strike, you hear a crack, and then nothing—so clean, so swift!”

“Breaking news! Breaking news! Is there a man named Song around you? Be careful! Don’t worry about Old Wang next door anymore, keep an eye on Old Song! Especially if his name has ‘Ji’ in it—stay far away!”

“I went to the racetrack, picked a horse to ride, but the trainer stopped me, saying the horse wasn’t good. I asked why, and he explained it was prone to split its legs. I didn’t quite get it, so he shouted, ‘This horse is prone to splitting its legs, ahhhhhhh!’”

“What’s this joke about horses splitting their legs? Is it a new meme? What does it mean?”

“Urgent help needed! Does anyone have contact info for Li Chen, Deng Chao, or Wang Zhuolan from Running Man? Could you tell them I want to be their agent? It’s my lifelong dream! I’ll do it for free!”

“My poor baby, sob sob sob sob sob.”

“Damn, if it were me, I’d kick a woman like that to death!”

Chen Bo was baffled by these bullet comments. What’s going on? Horses splitting their legs? Old Song next door? Agent? Running Man? Baby? Is there any connection between them?

In this world where news barely trickles in, Chen Bo had no idea what was happening on Earth. Judging by the viewers’ fury, someone must have committed a truly outrageous act.

He glanced at the screen and finally pieced it together. Once he understood, anger flared within him.

This woman is disgusting!

Chen Bo had always liked Baby. Back on Earth, he studied acting, and stars like Baby, who rose from humble beginnings, held his deep respect. She was one of his idols.

He never expected that Baby, always so honest, would be betrayed like this—she’d been made a fool of.

Chen Bo made a mental note of the names of the man and woman involved and promptly added them to the system blacklist.

He’d only recently discovered this hidden function: anyone added to the system blacklist—if they were from Earth—would be unable to cultivate any techniques from the system, unable to use system recipes to refine pills, and so on.

Suddenly, Chen Bo grew worried for his sister, still studying at Beijing Film Academy. Damn, would she someday encounter someone like Old Song next door?

But in the end, he trusted his sister implicitly—no reason needed, just a gut belief she’d never do such a thing.

“Enough, let’s not discuss these topics that ruin one’s appetite. Let’s see what the streamer finally drew—maybe it’s something good!”

“Right, talking about this here is useless. We just need to flood Weibo with posts.”

“Now all the major national websites are crawling with foreigners. If they see this mess, it’ll tarnish the country’s image. Maybe the authorities will step in and deal with those two scumbags for Baby.”

“Weren’t we supposed to drop the topic? Why is everyone still talking? Come on, let’s see what the streamer drew! It has to be a martial arts manual! Please, not anything else.”

“Streamer, hurry up and tell us what you got!”

“Streamer, please tell us! Please tell us! Please tell us! Please tell us! Please tell us! Please tell us!”

“Streamer, don’t keep us in suspense! Don’t keep us in suspense! Don’t keep us in suspense! My mom says important things should be said three times.”

“Haha, I got a bit busy just now, but the system hasn’t notified me about what I got, so I don’t know yet!” Chen Bo scratched his head.

He had indeed been busy—busy adding those two scumbags to the system blacklist.

“Ding dong! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the martial arts manual Nine Yang Manual! The Nine Yang Manual, one of the unparalleled techniques from Jin Yong’s martial arts novels, is divided into nine levels. Once mastered, you become immune to all poisons, and your comprehension soars. Any martial skill performed by someone of your level can be instantly learned.”

He’d just said the system hadn’t notified him, and now it spoke up—getting smarter by the day.

The Nine Yang Manual—the name alone made Chen Bo thrilled, dispelling all his previous gloom.

He knew well how formidable this technique was. Zhang Wuji, who learned the Nine Yang Manual, merely glanced at the mysterious Great Shift of the Universe and immediately mastered it. This manual is legendary!

But if the Nine Yang Manual had no restrictions, Chen Bo could never have drawn it. Its limitation is this: once cultivated to the Gathering Spirit realm, it becomes useless. After that, another technique must be chosen for further advancement.

That immunity to all poisons—Chen Bo coveted it intensely! At least during the Postnatal realm, he’d fear no toxins. Immunity to all poisons is simply fantastic.

Does that mean he could indulge in spicy snacks or even gutter oil food from now on? Wonderful, truly powerful.

“Damn, what did I just see? Nine Yang Manual! If memory serves, Zhang Wuji in Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber mastered this, then rose to become the leader of the Ming Sect.”

“I think the system’s version of Nine Yang Manual is even more powerful than the original, since the streamer’s world is a high martial arts one.”

“What I want to say now is, streamer, shouldn’t you fulfill your promise to us?”

“Streamer, please give us the complete Nine Yang Manual!”

“Same here!”

“I’m American. I know Chinese, but I can’t understand classical texts. Streamer, can you translate it?”

“Yeah! It’s not just you, even I, a native Chinese, struggle to read classical language—I only understand the gist.”

“I’m a Chinese major at Peking University; should be no problem for me, haha.”

“Should’ve chosen liberal arts back then.”

“Should’ve come to study in China sooner.”

Saw the news today, and honestly, I don’t know what to say anymore. Guard against water, guard against theft, guard against Old Song.