637 Didnst Expect Someone Would Dare to Ask Me to Solve the Problem (1/2)

A calligraphy copy, a group stand-up comedy… Wang Lu successfully delayed the time for three months with shameless tactics.

It was not extremely long, and it had been much shorter than the most optimistic prediction. However, looking from another point of view, when the grand competition was set, the preparation time was actually just three months. And now, it was equivalent of doubling the preparation time, truly worthy of pride.

However, Wang Lu, who created this miracle by himself, was actually somewhat unable to support himself up. On the rostrum, he fought hard to keep his eyelids open.

In the past three months, he was the person who worked the hardest in the entire City of Immortals. In the first month, he worked tirelessly in the fighting arena in the calligraphy copy performance. Counting the factor of time warp, he hadn't closed his eyes for seven or eight years!

Even though the endurance and energy of a Daoist Master of Jindan Stage were extraordinary, even though he had entered the state of emptiness during his novel writing time, meaning that his energy and endurance consumption was comparably very low, the absence of rest for seven or eight years was still enough to make even a Yuanying Stage cultivator to suffer mental breakdown.

Moreover, he was not idle in the next two months after that. The script for the group stand-up comedy was, of course, written by him. In addition to him, few people could create so many rich scripts in such a short time. Moreover, he would also adjust and modify them in time according to the audience's response. However, the cost of this job was the further consumption of energy. In two months, the group stand-up comedy never stopped, batches of performers appeared one after another in turn. Naturally, as the scriptwriter and director, he could not rest.

Even if the man in black didn't come out to stop it, in fact, it would've been very difficult for Wang Lu to keep going on all night long. When the story of Zheng Shiliu came to an abrupt end, Wang Lu felt relieved instead.

”This is all that I can do. Next… is up to you guys.”

Wang Lu said as his eyes swept over all the people around him.

”Everyone is, after all, masters or Supremes of their sects, so please make some contributions to the cause… you guys at least should be able to do a better job than me, this little Jindan, right?”

Many Supreme Elders on the rostrum were very embarrassed. In terms of strength and experience, each of them was far above Wang Lu. However, on the stage of this Grand Competition, they played a very small role and had to rely on Wang Lu, this little Jindan, to control the situation...

Of course, no doubt this was in part because of Supreme He Tu's indulgence on Wang Lu. But on the other hand, these Supremes all knew that, if they changed places with Wang Lu, they really could not achieve this.

For example, the opening ceremony of the Grand Competition was actually something that everyone didn't think seriously about, yet he could actually get a three-month delay out of it! With both genius creativity and extraordinary execution, people could not help but be convinced with this chief planner.

”Everyone, I don't want to say much nonsense. In this Grand Competition, no matter what, I want to win. I never wanted to taste the taste of failure in my entire life. This time is the same, I want to win, not lose… Don't you guys let me down. If when I woke up you guys lost instead… I will consider switching sides!”

After finishing this sentence, Wang Lu could no longer hold back his weariness and immediately went to deep sleep, leaving a group of Supremes in an indescribable awkwardness.

Such a naked condescending and distrustful tone was really rare to be received by these prominent men with incomparable status. And more importantly was the last sentence.

Switch sides? Switch to where? On Earth Immortals side?

In theory, this was, of course, a joke. However, Wang Lu was someone who couldn't be judged by common sense. Treating jokes as serious things, he had done too many things like that… For example, an opening ceremony that could last three months, who didn't think that it was just a joke?

If the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals really lost to the ancient Earth Immortals in the Grand Competition… did he really want to switch side to that of Earth Immortals? For this kind of thing, he might actually able to do it. The reason for this Grand Competition was to determine the leadership role, but ultimately, it was to deal with the crisis of the Fallen Immortal. If the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was really like 'mud couldn't stick on the wall', then 'a fine bird choosing a tree to nest in' was understandable. On Earth Immortal side, Xuan Mo obviously had a special relationship with him, and during this time, he had gotten a lot of Earth Immortal fans. Moreover, he was the excavator, the opener and the inheritor of this tomb of immortals; thus there was actually not much obstruction if he wanted to join in the Earth Immortal side.

The more they thought about it, the more complicated these Supremes' looks toward Wang Lu were.

Why would such a talented disciple talk so irresponsibly like this?

Among them, Daoist Master Feng Yin was the most embarrassed one. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. His eloquence had always been average, thus, he was unable to fare well in an argument. Moreover, regarding Wang Lu's problem, he also felt it was difficult to explain, in that Wang Lu's previous incarnation was, after all, that person… How could Feng Yin criticize him?

Feeling in a bind, Feng Yin suddenly caught the sight of Wang Wu who was sitting on the futon not far away. She was holding a plate of melon seeds while watching the scene with interest. Suddenly, Feng Yin could not help but feel angry.

Through primordial spirit, Feng Yin roared, ”Wang Wu!”

Wang Wu's whole body quivered, and half of the seeds were spilled. ”What happened?”

”Look at your good disciple!”

”What the heck? What does that have to do with me? You can't just implicate people at will!” Wang Wu desperately retorted, but as soon as she finished saying that, Feng Yin slammed her words back at her.

”Do you still want the Elder's salary?”

”Damn, you're a power abuser wretch! Fine, you win! Just you wait”

Through primordial spirit connection, Wang Wu mercilessly spurned Feng Yin for this bullying-the-weak-fearing-the-strong act, and then looked at Wang Lu who had already been asleep while inwardly b*tching: You wretch, you actually pushed everything to me while you sleep alone!

However… things that needed to be done had to be done. He was, after all… Wang Lu.

Wang Wu plastered a smile on her face and then stood up. ”Big Bosses, don't take it seriously, Wang Lu's words are merely child's words, they do no harm.”

A Supreme coldly snorted. ”You consider a grand Daoist Master of Jindan Stage a boy?

Wang Wu curled up her lips. ”A virgin boy, what's not to like?”

”Puff!”

At that time, one of the Supremes nearly vomited blood. ”Wang Lu is a virgin?”

Wang Wu said, ”Well, if you take this question seriously, I can't be one hundred percent certain, at least, I have never tried him.”

”Nonsense! You two are Master and disciple, you can't overstep the boundary!”