Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"Zhu Bufan, are you hard yet?" Mo Jianwai twisted open a bottle of wine and poured a large gulp into his mouth, speaking leisurely.

"Zhu Bufan definitely got hard! I'm wondering whether he'll wait for all of us to fall asleep later and then go find Shangguan Qingcheng or Ni Yan'er to let off some steam," Bao Qiri joked with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, he definitely will, I think Ni Yan'er would welcome it, but Shangguan Qingcheng might need to think it over!" Mo Jianwai dragged out his words.

Zhu Bufan's eyes were turning green.

Damn it, I came here to watch this little movie, not to be dragged here by you two shameless guys, and now you're making fun of me together.

Guang Jinqian on the side took a big swig of beer and burst into loud laughter. But he had hardly laughed a few times when he started coughing violently from the beer he just drank.

Zhu Bufan, looking at Guang Jinqian coughing non-stop, simply threw him the words: "Serves you right."

Which made Bao Qiri and Mo Jianwai laugh even harder.

Amidst laughter, moans, and awkwardness, time was slipping away bit by bit.

The next morning, Zhou Xin arrived at the door of Zhu Bufan's dormitory.

Zhu Bufan, carrying his luggage, looked at the dormitory and then at the three still packing up. He moved his mouth wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing, and simply walked away with Zhou Xin.

After Zhu Bufan left, the three stopped packing, each of their faces filled with reluctance, but there was nothing they could do but pack up their belongings and leave separately.

Zhu Bufan didn't have much stuff, Zhou Xin helped carry some, so Zhu Bufan followed Zhou Xin quite easily.

"Zhu Bufan, do you know? I really envy you." At that moment, Zhou Xin suddenly spoke, his gaze filled with melancholy.

Zhu Bufan looked at Zhou Xin, whose back bore the weight of sadness and desolation, and didn't ask why. Zhu Bufan knew that such matters would only be spoken when the person himself was willing; if the other is unwilling, asking wouldn't help.

But Zhu Bufan believed that since Zhou Xin said those words, it meant he would speak to him.

Sure enough!

"Zhu Bufan, do you know? When I first came here, like you, I was lucky to be paired with three good brothers, good roommates," Zhou Xin choked up as he spoke.

Then Zhou Xin stopped, set down what he was carrying on the ground, and sat down on a large roadside rock, bowing his head, looking very sad and frustrated.

Seeing this, Zhu Bufan put down what he was carrying in his hands, chose not to sit next to Zhou Xin, but stood right next to him.

It's unknown how much time passed before Zhou Xin finally stood up and said to Zhu Bufan:

"I'm sorry, I just remembered some things. Let's go now."

Zhu Bufan thought Zhou Xin would speak to him, but he didn't expect Zhou Xin still had some hurdles he couldn't overcome. However, knowing or not knowing didn't affect Zhu Bufan.

After all, he had only been in contact with Zhou Xin for a total of just one day.

Surely this is why Zhou Xin did not talk to me about it! But Zhu Bufan knew, it's not that Zhou Xin did not want to speak, but that he did not know how to start!

"No worries, Senior Brother Zhou." Zhu Bufan replied.

"Alright then, let's go!"

As soon as Zhou Xin finished speaking, he took big steps forward, clearly quickening his pace.

Very soon, Zhu Bufan and Zhou Xin returned once again to the Boxing King's two-story townhouse.

As they approached the townhouse, this time no one came out to look; Zhu Bufan knew his senior brothers and sisters had already left. As for where they had gone, Zhu Bufan definitely did not know, and he did not ask Zhou Xin.

The two-story townhouse had quite a few rooms, mainly because there were not many students, so Zhu Bufan got a room all to himself.

After putting his belongings in his room, Zhu Bufan followed Zhou Xin to the training ground, as Zhou Xin had requested.

The training ground they arrived at resembled those Zhu Bufan had seen in military TV dramas, with obstacles such as walls, barbed wire, log bridges, and so on—everything that was in the TV dramas was here.

Here, one could even see tanks and mortars among other combat equipment.

"Zhu Bufan, during the first month here, you must come here every day to train by yourself, which means you rotate through all the training ground activities three times daily. Do you understand? Of course, you can choose not to train, because during this first month, no one will supervise you, no one will manage you, it's all based on self-discipline, so it's your freedom if you don't come. However, what I want to say is that this month is a test of conscientiousness and willpower. There are cameras here recording your daily life," Zhou Xin explained.

After listening, Zhu Bufan was momentarily speechless.

What does training by myself mean? How the hell do I understand any of this? Fuck, isn't this setting me up? How am I supposed to drive a tank or fire a cannon? Of course, Zhu Bufan was also very frustrated. What do you mean it's my freedom not to come, then what's the fucking point of the cameras?

Damn it, I originally thought this Boxing King was a decent mentor, but it turns out he's just a tricky one.

"Zhu Bufan, don't worry! This month will pass very quickly," Zhou Xin said, seeming to understand Zhu Bufan's frustration, and patted his shoulder.

Just then, Wen Yiyang, Yan Hong, and Feng Xue appeared behind Zhu Bufan and Zhou Xin without any warning.

"Little junior brother, you're quite early. Have you had breakfast?" Yan Hong walked up to Zhu Bufan from behind and spoke.

Now, the three were no longer in casual attire but were dressed in camouflage uniforms just like Zhu Bufan.

Zhu Bufan's spiritual power had long since recovered, so the moment the three appeared behind him unexpectedly, he already sensed it.

Zhu Bufan was quite surprised because he had guessed that there were secrets here, but he hadn't expected such significant secrets.

Without thinking, Zhu Bufan activated his Supreme Eyes.

However, the next moment, Zhu Bufan was shocked himself, because when he scanned the area where the three had suddenly appeared with his Supreme Eyes, he didn't find any trace.

What on earth was going on? Could it be that his Supreme Eyes malfunctioned? Or was his spiritual power perception wrong, and they really came from behind him?

However, Zhu Bufan absolutely did not believe that there was a problem with his spiritual power or Supreme Eyes; rather, there was a big secret hidden here, only that he couldn't detect it.

And this secret was that there was a secret base under the training ground, known as the Spiritual Base.