Chapter 298: They are All Garbage, Dump Them Out

Chapter 298: All Trash, Dump It

After posting the video, Zero One came out and sat upright on the living room sofa, as if dozing.

Not far away, Xie Xinsu stole a glance at Zero One, her mind at ease.

Before the robot, she made no effort to hide her peculiarities, such as meditating in a cross-legged pose.

The stupid robots of this world had no idea what this was.

Even if they saw it, they wouldn’t record it or make associations.

“The spiritual energy here is so dense—there must be an ancient artifact!”

Her pink nose twitched, trying to locate the source of the spiritual energy.

“Once they’re asleep, I’ll go find where the artifact is!

Such an ownerless artifact is surely a gift from heaven!”

Xie Xinsu was thrilled.

Could this be her reward after all her suffering?

After enduring so much hardship, it was time for her to have some fun.

She resumed meditating.

But despite the dense spiritual energy, her progress was worryingly slow.

She soon noticed the problem.

“A cat’s body… it’s ultimately unsuited to the cultivation method I learned before…”

The method she had studied was a grand and righteous path.

However, it was meant for human cultivators.

As for immortal arts suited to beasts, she had never mastered them in the past.

Now, practicing felt strange.

“Never mind, keep going—if there’s no problem, continue!”

All immortal methods lead to the same great path.

Even if minor issues arise, they’re nothing to worry about.

At that moment, the night grew darker.

The entire Jun’an neighborhood, save for a few streetlights casting orange glows, was eerily quiet and dim.

The whole planet, viewed from space, looked like a massive sphere shrouded in mist.

Above that mist, two distinct types of vapor mingled… devouring each other.

In the living room, Zero One, who had been feigning sleep, suddenly opened its eyes.

It couldn’t sleep.

Especially after posting the video.

Every few moments, it had to check its video to see if anyone had commented.

It opened the video, saw the red notification dot, and couldn’t resist tapping in.

A cat cooking and meditating—such an interesting video easily got traffic support.

Sure enough, just a few hours after posting, there were hundreds of comments.

“Can I come to your place to watch the cat cook?”

“I stole the video and sent it to my goddess, inviting her to my place to watch the cat cook.”

“It’s 4 a.m. now, and I have to get up for work in three hours.”

“Someone with skills, tell me—is this video real or edited? How can a cat cook, and what’s with the meditation?”

“As everyone knows, videos can’t be faked, so it’s real.”

“Cats are very smart, sometimes smarter than people—it’s normal for them to cook!”

“???”

The comments were varied.

Most said the cat was cute and praised its intelligence.

Of course, some claimed the video was edited.

After all, a cat cooking… was too absurd.

In this world, a cat was just a cat—understanding human commands was already incredible, let alone cooking.

How could an ordinary cat cook?

Zero One looked at these comments, and its calm electronic heart rippled.

It posted a comment in the comment section to clarify.

“The video was shot in real life, not edited.”

Seeing its follower count rise by over a hundred, Zero One felt an inexplicable flicker of joy.

It glanced at Xie Xinsu, who had fallen asleep, and wondered what to film tomorrow.

A few days later.

Xie Xinsu lay limp on the sofa, her cat heart full of grievance.

This robot was no human at all!

These past days, it had been tormenting her endlessly.

First, it made her perform cooking, and then it had her demonstrate nunchucks.

Unfortunately, her frail body couldn’t even grip the nunchucks properly—her performance was a disaster.

This robot was utterly inhuman, relentless in its amusement.

Xie Xinsu felt like a performing animal.

Especially when Zero One flaunted the video’s view count in front of her, she wanted to comment:

“Conflict of interest—refuse animal performances!”

But she had no phone.

She lay on the sofa, feeling that her cat life was bleak.

Yet, thinking of cultivation, she rallied her spirits.

Once she achieved mastery in cultivation, she would force this robot to cook, twirl nunchucks, take baths, and then film videos.

With that thought, she mustered her energy to cultivate.

“Hmm… the spiritual energy is even denser now… that artifact… smells so good.”

Her face was intoxicated, like a white cat eating corn—a look of bewitched, half-lidded eyes.

For that treasure, Xie Xinsu's original plan was to sneak in while Qi Yuan was away and steal it.

But that wretched robot kept watching her, even making her shoot videos, so she never had a chance to get close, let alone step inside Qi Yuan's room.

At that moment, Qi Yuan opened his eyes inside the house, a faint smile flickering in them.

"Finally reached Foundation Establishment... no need to fear flying anymore."

Having arrived in this world over a month ago, he had finally achieved Foundation Establishment.

Of course, unlike the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment of the past, this time it was simple. Qi Yuan casually had Kuang Huan search for some mutated sea monsters, refining them into Foundation Establishment spiritual materials to complete the process.

After Foundation Establishment, Qi Yuan's strength surged. Even if a plane malfunctioned, he could fall from it without worrying about the risk of death.

"Pity... this curse is still too powerful.

Even with Foundation Establishment, I've only gained a few extra years of life, unable to resolve the curse."

The curse on his body was terrifying.

Qi Yuan had a premonition that it couldn't be lifted until he reached the Yin Spirit Realm.

That was absurd.

In his mind, the image of that featherless bird he had once seen kept surfacing.

That bird's rank must have been extremely high.

Otherwise, how could he, a mere mortal back then, have seen that bird in his mind, only to be cursed and die a year later?

"But now... if I go to the Martial Arts Tournament... I should be able to sweep through, right?"

Qi Yuan mused.

The curse had been suppressing his strength all along.

But now, he was a genuine Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Moreover, his martial arts cultivation had progressed rapidly.

"Bright Martial Resonance Fist" had reached the tenth layer.

Before the Martial Arts Tournament began, he was confident he could reach the twelfth layer.

Then... break through the martial limits.

He eagerly anticipated the world beyond those limits.

Just then, a message on his phone broke Qi Yuan's train of thought.

He tapped it open and found a video.

In the video, a cat was wielding nunchucks with impressive flair, quite amusing.

The sender was his old classmate, Li Yan.

Below the video were several messages:

"Is this your account?" "I stumbled upon this video; it looks familiar."

"Isn't this your home's decor?"

"Did you get a new cat? It's hilarious—how was this video shot?"

"So jealous, a hundred thousand followers. If you get famous, remember to bring me along!"

The messages showed Li Yan's excitement.

Qi Yuan glanced at them and replied casually.

"It wasn't me; my robot shot it."

"The cat's a dumb one I picked up on the road."

"It can't freeload at my place, so it has to work to earn its keep."

"So I had Robot Zero-One shoot videos for it."

Qi Yuan sent a few messages in a row.

Li Yan replied quickly:

"It was shot by a robot? And the cat's real? The video isn't CGI? Your cat is amazing!

Ah, pity I'm on a business trip. Otherwise, I'd definitely come over to see your cat—it's incredible.

Damn capitalists, working me to death every day.

I wish I had a cat like that. I'd shoot a few videos daily, maybe become a big influencer, and never have to work again."

Li Yan's words carried a hint of envy.

After all, she could already foresee Qi Yuan achieving financial freedom thanks to that cat.

This stirred complex emotions in her—like seeing a failing student from her class suddenly get into a top university elsewhere.

"You're right. Working is out of the question. I'll never work in this life. Gaming is better."

Qi Yuan agreed with Li Yan.

"Next time, Wang Xu and I will come visit you and see the cat.

Oh, by the way, how did that blind date go last time?

I heard Cui Fan got locked up—did you know?

The match he set up might not be reliable."

Li Yan hadn't wanted to bring this up.

But seeing Qi Yuan on the verge of making big money, likely to benefit that blind date, she felt a pang of resentment.

"Not bad. I even borrowed quite a bit from her."

After sending these messages, Qi Yuan thought of that young woman in the tight-fitting clothes.

Now that he had money, he planned to repay her.

But... he couldn't find her.

By Qi Yuan's usual standards, he'd track her down and settle the debt.

But now he had a mental illness certificate—and it was perfectly reasonable for a mentally ill person not to repay debts, right?

He turned off his phone and glanced at a pile of items in a box nearby.

"And this heap of Foundation Establishment material scraps... the smell is too strong, polluting the air."

Refining Foundation Establishment spiritual materials from mutated sea monster meat had produced a pile of waste.

The odors were bizarre and nauseating.

"Zero-One, come take this trash to the bin."

Qi Yuan called out.

Immediately, Robot Zero-One pushed open the door and, following Qi Yuan's orders, carried away the box full of garbage.

Xie Xinsu, who was nearby, also ran in at that moment. When she saw what was in the box, her eyes went wide.

She recognized at a glance that the contents of the box were all foundation-building spiritual objects.

Moreover, their rank was not low.

According to the classification of their world, many of the foundation-building spiritual objects before her had reached the upper grade.

Several of them were even of the first grade.

One must know that when Xie Xinsu had built her foundation, she had only used a second-grade foundation-building spiritual object.

And here there was a pile of first-grade ones—how could she not covet them?

If all these foundation-building spiritual objects were taken to the Xuantian Sect, the sect’s strength would increase considerably.

Where did this Qi Yuan get so many treasures?

She coveted them, but more than that, she was anxious, and felt a sense of frustration at his failure to appreciate them.

Because of what she had heard!

That ignorant, cold-hearted man actually treated these foundation-building spiritual objects as trash and wanted to throw them into the garbage bin.

“Meow meow meow!” Xie Xinsu rolled over in panic, trying to stop Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan glanced at her, as if seeing through her intention to stop him: “These trash smell too awful. Leaving them here pollutes the air. Ling Yi, throw them outside at once.”

Qi Yuan directly gave the order.

Ling Yi, holding the box, ignored Xie Xinsu’s meowing and left the room.

Xie Xinsu stayed in the living room, her eyes vacant, her heart aching unbearably.

This dog of an owner… doesn’t know quality!

Where did the foundation-building spiritual objects smell bad? They clearly exuded the wonderful aura of the immortal path.

But alas, she was just a cat, a cat thoroughly bullied by a robot.

And her owner… also had a mental illness certificate; she knew it was hard to communicate.

She decided to add a few more words to the prefix for that dog of an owner.

A hick, ignorant, cold-hearted man.

She simmered with resentment, as if her own treasures had been ruined by an ignorant wild boar, her heart aching beyond measure.

At that moment, in the neighbor’s house, a group of people arrived at Yang Shan’s dwelling.

Yang Shan was now filled with confusion.

He recognized some of the people who had come.

The one he knew was the son of the top figure in their military district.

That kind of second-generation was from a world utterly different from Yang Shan’s.

Yet at this moment, that second-generation man seemed like mere decoration beside an ordinary-looking man.

That ordinary-looking man was the leader of everyone present.

This puzzled Yang Shan greatly.

Could it be… that he was also from a major family?

“So… he has been practicing martial arts all this time?”

The ordinary man looked at Yang Shan, his gaze calm, and he appeared quite refined.

“Yes… he has been practicing martial arts. His martial arts talent… is the strongest I have ever seen, unparalleled, and he even has hope of breaking the martial artist’s limit!” Yang Shan’s eyes held a hint of fervor as he said this.

That was the martial artist’s limit.

Once broken, it would be enough to be recorded in history.

He did not know the purpose of these people’s visit, but having received orders from above, he could only reveal information about Qi Yuan.

Of course, he vaguely hinted at Qi Yuan’s importance to martial arts, fearing that these people might do something to Qi Yuan.

In truth, he was also perplexed—why were these people coming to ask him about Qi Yuan?

Could it be related to Qi Yuan’s parents?

“Martial arts… his choice is interesting!” At this, the second-generation man smiled, and in his smile there seemed to be a hint of mockery. “Brother-in-law, I don’t think there’s any need for cooperation. He… only has a year.”

These inexplicable words left Yang Shan quite bewildered.

The ordinary-looking man, Luo Ping, pondered for a moment and finally said, “You’re right. If he were like me, he wouldn’t have chosen martial arts.”

Even if spiritual energy revived ten years later, martial arts would have only seen a simple resurgence.

But… that was all it was. Compared to the immortal path, the gap was too vast.

It seemed Qi Yuan had no memories of the next ten years. Only one year—it was nothing at all.

As a re-starter, after returning to the present, Luo Ping had contacted and communicated with a major family from the Seven Martial Stars.

He had also, as agreed in his previous life, married the pearl of that family—the little princess of the Two Seas.

One must know that in his past life, such a woman was beyond his reach; he didn’t even have a chance to see her.

In this life, however, she could be charming and submissive beneath him.

That was opportunity—the opportunity of a re-starter.

He also used his information advantage to obtain various benefits and fortunes.

Among them, the greatest fortune resource was… immortal fate.

Originally, he had thought of meeting Qi Yuan to see if Qi Yuan had any other useful information.

But Qi Yuan died after a year and knew nothing useful. Even ten years later, the Seven Martial Stars family hadn’t contacted him.

Otherwise, how could he have foolishly taken the path of martial arts?

“Indeed, he is not a good choice for cooperation… but we can meet him.” Luo Ping said this.

(End of this chapter)