Pirated Immortals in the World of Spirit Weapons

Chapter 10 Kneel down and call me "Master Sister"

Zhu Que was a little confused, guessing that it might be some kind of "pretending to be a boyfriend to dodge suitors" scenario.

After all, with Tang Ke's looks and status, she would definitely be a school beauty in high school, with a long line of suitors.

But to his utter surprise, Tang Ke casually handed him an exquisite handbag, smiling and saying:

"Alright, from now on, you are temporarily my servant. You will do whatever I say."

"A servant?" Zhu Que was taken aback.

"Yeah, it'll just be a one-day thing. I won't really make you do anything, just come with me somewhere."

Tang Ke smiled slightly, turned around and took a step, gesturing for him to follow.

Zhu Que followed after him, carrying his handbag.

"Miss Tang, why do you want me to pretend to be your servant?"

"Don't add 'Tang,' just call me Miss."

"Yes, miss."

"Today is the day of the assessment. All my classmates bring their servants with them when they go out, but I don't, because I don't like to order people around."

Tang Ke explained with a smile, "But I don't want to be outdone by them, so I'll have to make you suffer a little."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Que immediately understood.

It turns out that Tang Ke bought him clothes and shoes and styled his hair entirely out of her vanity, wanting him to act as her servant.

However, it is perfectly normal for a girl her age to have vanity and a competitive spirit.

Then.

Zhu Que followed Tang Ke to the testing and evaluation center.

Along the way, Zhu Que watched the traffic flow on the streets, his gaze sweeping over the buildings that blended modern style with classical structure, feeling somewhat dazed.

In the past two weeks, he has gained a preliminary understanding of this world where cultivation and technology coexist.

The technology tree in this world is rather strange.

It doesn't seem like the path to immortality was born in a technological world, nor does it seem like the world of immortality developed the seeds of technology.

It's more like a world that was originally focused on cultivating immortality, but forcibly mixed in various elements of a technological civilization.

Because many of the technologies are quite strange, it's like the technology tree has been planted at the wrong point.

The overall level of technology is far inferior to that of Earth, and many technological products that should have existed are completely missing.

However, due to the existence of cultivation, it is far ahead in certain fields.

"I should take the opportunity to study the history of this cultivation world properly."

Zhu Que thought to himself.

After a while.

Zhu Que followed Tang Ke to the testing and evaluation center.

To his utter surprise, this testing and evaluation center was right next to the Hope Self-Cultivation Center.

While registering at the door, Tang Ke casually remarked:

"Zhu Que, you can also get a test and assessment later. Maybe you'll be able to take the Master Entrance Examination in a few days."

"The college entrance exam? I didn't even finish high school, how can I take the college entrance exam?"

Zhu Que was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, there have been rumors lately that new college entrance examination regulations will be introduced, allowing anyone of the appropriate age to take the master's entrance examination after passing the test and assessment, even without high school enrollment experience."

Tang Ke glanced at him and smiled, "You can give it a try too, even if it's just for fun."

"I'll pass."

Zhu Que smiled and shook his head.

Although he did want to take the college entrance examination, after all, it is one of the few visible upward mobility channels for people from the lower class.

But he is also very self-aware.

Given his current cultivation level, even if he were to take the cultivator entrance exam, he would only become a laughing stock for people to laugh at.

"Unless I can raise my cultivation level to the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining in just a few months..."

"But at present, this seems a bit like a pipe dream."

Zhu Que thought to himself.

Then.

As soon as Zhu Que and Tang Ke entered the inspection and evaluation center hall, several beautiful and elegant young women waved to them.

As soon as Tang Ke entered the inspection and evaluation center hall, several beautiful and elegant young women waved to her.

"Tang Ke, over here!"

"Yes, it's here."

Tang Ke led Zhu Que toward them.

"Wow, why did you bring a little slave today?"

A girl's eyes lit up when she saw Zhu Que, and she said with a smile, "What a handsome face! Why didn't you bring him out before?"

"What do you mean, 'little slave'? Watch your mouth! You're not allowed to call someone that anymore," Tang Ke said helplessly.

"If the little slave won't do, then how about the little bastard dog?"

The other girl laughed even more unrestrainedly, picking up a strand of hair with her fingertips and staring at Zhu Que with a mocking look in her eyes.

"You little bastard, what's your name? Kneel down and call me 'Master Sister,' and I'll reward you with a Breakthrough Pill."

As she spoke, she took out a light golden pill that emitted a pleasant fragrance and waved it in front of Zhu Que.

The Breakthrough Pill can calm the mind and enhance spiritual awareness. Its effects are mild, but its price is extremely high. It is a common enlightenment pill for teenagers in wealthy families, and something that the poor cannot even smell.

Zhu Que didn't make a move, but turned his head to glance at Tang Ke.

Tang Ke quickly came to his rescue: "Oh dear, stop fooling around. It wouldn't be good if those reporters took pictures of you."

"What's there to be afraid of? What waves can a bunch of lowly commoners really make?"

The girl snorted, "They're always whining and complaining. If we hadn't built a modern cultivation society so they could have enough to eat and wear, they'd probably be dead in some stinking ditch by now."

As she spoke, she looked toward a corner not far away, where a group of servants stood, their postures restrained and humble.

"Whichever little bastard grabs it first gets to keep it."

She raised the Breakthrough Pill, tossed it casually, and the pill traced an arc before landing not far away.

Upon seeing this, the servants immediately put on all fours and crawled like dogs, making off-key barking noises.

"Woof woof—woof woof woof woof!"

"Woof—!"

The first person to grab the Breakthrough Pill swallowed it without a word and grinned sheepishly at the girls.

"Hahahaha!"

The girls immediately burst into laughter.

Their laughter was bright and innocent, with the lightheartedness unique to young girls, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with their behavior.

Zhu Que saw all this, but simply lowered his head and said nothing.

"Okay, you can go over there now. I'll call you when it's over."

Tang Ke glanced at Zhu Que and gently patted his shoulder.

Zhu Que silently walked over and stood with the servants who had been barking and fighting over a single pill.

They were generally young, thin and frail, with no sharpness in their expressions, only boundless subservience and humility.

"Are you Miss Tang's servant? Hello, hello."

When the servants saw Zhu Que, they immediately showed surprise and enthusiasm, and greeted him one after another.

Hello.

Zhu Que nodded slightly in polite response.

then.

Zhu Que overheard the servants whispering about the Breakthrough Pill and felt a pang of envy for the servant who had managed to snatch it. Curious, he asked:

"Are you all of fifth-class status?"

"Otherwise what? Only those of the fifth rank are servants."

Everyone looked at him with puzzlement, as if they couldn't understand why he would ask such an obvious question.

Zhu Que paused, then asked, "Just now... how was her treatment of you any different from that of slaves?"

"what?"

They were even more confused.

One of the servants casually remarked, "What's the big deal? It's just a title. As long as we have food and drink, that's all that matters."

"yes."

Another tall, thin boy said in a low voice, "I used to be so hungry that I couldn't even afford food. I was so hungry that I saw stars every day. If it weren't for the young lady's family taking me in as a servant, I would have died on the street long ago."

"We're so grateful to you, Miss."

"Those media reporters are the most annoying. They're always shouting about equality and freedom, they're so hypocritical."

"Exactly, exactly. They clearly haven't experienced hardship."

They spoke in a relaxed tone, without a trace of resentment or dissatisfaction, and were even quite content and dutiful with the status quo.

Zhu Que listened silently, without arguing with them.

He was raised with the idea of ​​"equality for all" and instinctively could not agree with this way of life where people willingly let themselves be treated like slaves and have no will to resist.

But he was also very clear about it.

In this strictly hierarchical world of cultivation, he himself is struggling to survive and has no right to judge the fate of others.

Just then.

A voice came from not far away.

"Huh? Zhu Que, what are you doing here?"

Zhu Que looked up and saw a familiar figure walking towards him—

It was Zheng Yuanbai.

Zheng Yuanbo wore a black mask, covering half of his face, and his eyes were calm.

"Brother Zheng!"

Zhu Que immediately went to greet him.

"You haven't come to the Hope Self-Help Center for the past two days. I thought you had resigned."

Zheng Yuanbai said with a smile, "I just successfully completed my Foundation Establishment yesterday, and I'm here today for a formal assessment."

"Brother Zheng, you've reached the Foundation Establishment stage?!"

Zhu Que looked completely surprised.

Zheng Yuanbai may seem mature, but he's only a few years older than me. I never expected him to have already advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Given his age and level of cultivation, he could already be specially admitted to any cultivation university.

"Just enough to stabilize my Dao heart."

Zheng Yuanbai nodded slightly, glanced at Zhu Que, and then looked at the group of humble servants in the corner. He immediately understood Zhu Que's identity.

"I see……"

Zheng Yuanbai sighed softly, his tone devoid of any disdain, but rather filled with deep compassion.

"You're working so hard at your cultivation, you must really want to change your social class."

I guess so.

Zhu Que nodded slightly.

Zheng Yuanbai patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Keep trying."

"Although this world is far from perfect, one day we will create a harmonious world where everyone is equal!"

His eyes were firm, carrying a composure and sense of responsibility beyond his years.

Zhu Que's heart stirred slightly.

He greatly admired Zheng Yuanbo's ideals and courage, but also keenly gleaned a key phrase from his words—

us?

Who are these "we"?

Could it be that Zheng Yuanbo has joined some kind of organization?