Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

"Ahem!" Lin Hao coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, "I'm just worried about my brother."

Zhang Ziqing pointed at the setting sun with a sympathetic look on his face. "Don't worry about your brother, worry about yourself. You only have enough time to meditate and practice. As for today's results..."

He took out Lin Hao's small notebook and wrote down, "I finished a quarter of a lap today, and I owe three quarters of a lap!"

Lin Hao: “…”

Looking at the half lap that was only a little over a thousand meters away, the corners of his mouth twitched.

There is no time to mourn for myself. If I delay any longer, I will miss the opportunity to absorb the power of chaos today.

Absorbing that trace of chaotic power at dawn and dusk day after day has little effect.

After practicing like this for two months, the two cracks had hardly changed. Lin Hao also knew that he was a little impatient, so he took a deep breath and tried to adjust his mentality.

In the early morning, the sun gradually rose. Lin Hao also finished his morning practice, stood up, stretched his body, and began today's practice across the desert.

"Ahao!" The young man looked at Lin Hao running in the desert, raised his arms and shook them left and right, shouting loudly, his tone full of long-lost joy.

Lin Hao stopped and looked at the young man not far away, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He walked quickly forward and looked at the friend in front of him whom he hadn't seen in more than eight years.

"Duoduo, why did you come here in person?" The young man in front of him was the first friend Lin Hao made in this world—Qian Duoduo!

Compared to eight years ago, Qian Duoduo has lost a lot of weight. It seems that all the nutrients he absorbed in the past eight years have been used to grow taller. His round face has also become thinner, and sharp lines can already be seen.

It is said that girls change a lot when they grow up, and Qian Duoduo has changed a lot too.

From a chubby boy with a funny look to a handsome young man, the change is quite significant.

The only things that remain unchanged are probably the glittering golden clothes and the countless magical weapons on his body.

"Didn't I hear you say that Immortal Nanyou wants us to help sell a magic weapon at the auction? That's why I wanted to come over and see Immortal Nanyou in person."

Looking at Qian Duoduo's admiring eyes, Lin Hao really didn't want to discourage him.

He had heard a lot of rumors about the Master, but he couldn't say they were exactly the same as the Master's. He could only say they had nothing to do with him.

Lin Hao looked at Qian Duoduo with sympathy, hoping that he wouldn’t be hit too hard by his fantasy being shattered later.

"Xiao Haohao, why did you stop? You are still half a lap away. Yesterday you were ten kilometers away from completing a lap. If you don't hurry up, you will be missing the same amount today too?"

A lazy voice came from behind the two of them. Lin Hao turned around and saw Chang Ziqing not far away.

At this moment, Zhang Ziqing had no image at all. He stood there without any bones, and he did not put down the wine gourd in his hand that he always kept with him.

The red dress he wore was crooked and had nothing to do with the domineering image of him as rumored by the outside world, sweeping across the land with sword energy and making everything silent.

It’s over. He thought that Qian Duoduo’s idol filter would be shattered, but he didn’t expect it to be shattered so quickly!

Qian Duoduo clenched his hands into fists and his body trembled as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Lin Hao's heart sank.

It’s over. Qian Duoduo was in so much pain that he was shaking all over.

Remembering the sparkling look in Qian Duoduo's eyes when he mentioned Chang Ziqing at the disciple-recruiting conference eight years ago, Lin Hao could understand why he was so sad now.

"Master, this is the Young Master Fei Hua Fang."

Lin Hao wanted to restore some of his master's image, so he spoke up to remind him that there were outsiders present and he should pay attention to his image.

But Lin Hao obviously underestimated the thickness of Chang Ziqing's face.

Hearing that he was not the young master of the Flower Boat, Chang Ziqing's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, took Qian Duoduo's hand and said, "For the auction of that magic weapon this time, please invite more monks who have younger generations in their families and need their own magic weapons."

"Please... please rest assured, Immortal Lord..." Qian Duoduo's body was shaking even more violently.

"I'm not bragging, this magic weapon of mine was forged by Xuanling Sect's Sect Master Lie Yan himself. The main material in it is the Yangxing meteorite that I personally retrieved from the Hellfire Sea, which is extremely rare. The sword was already of the quality of a lower-grade spiritual weapon when it was first forged. If it is contracted as my own magic weapon, then it definitely has unlimited potential! It's not impossible to cross over to a divine weapon!"

Zhang Ziqing was still talking incessantly, with a smile on his face that belonged to a profiteer, which he could not suppress even if he tried.

Qian Duoduo kept his head down, as if he was too sad after his fantasy was shattered.

Lin Hao felt that it was a waste of his master's talent for him to stay in Sifang Island. With his mouth, his shamelessness, and his extremely wicked character, if they were to do business, Feihuafang would never be his rival!

"Immortal... Immortal Lord, rest assured, I... I will definitely spread the word and make sure every cultivator who has children at home knows it." Qian Duoduo still lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Of course, the eldest son Qing didn't need to see him clearly. He nodded with satisfaction. Although the child stuttered, he was very sensible.

"Alright, you two youngsters, gather yourselves. I have something to do and will leave first."

After getting the desired result, Zhang Ziqing left satisfied.

The wine was gone, and he had to go get some more. Originally, he just wanted to come and see his apprentice, but he didn't expect to see the young master of Fei Hua Fang.

Yes, he was worried that the young apprentice had not given enough instructions and that not many people would come. This time, seeing that the young apprentice had given instructions in person, he felt much more relieved and could probably count the spirit stones at home with peace of mind.

After Zhang Ziqing left, Qian Duoduo's body was no longer tense and trembling. Instead, he felt as if all his strength had been drained away and he felt a little weak.

Seeing this, Lin Hao stepped forward and supported Qian Duoduo in time, looking at him with a bit of pity.

This child must have been hit hard.

Qian Duoduo at this moment looks exactly like those idols in the previous life when their fans were devastated after their image collapsed.

He patted Qian Duoduo on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. Although Master is different from what the outside world says, but..." Lin Hao got stuck here. What are the advantages of Master?

"Uh..." Well, he had tried his best. He really couldn't think of any good points about his master.

Qian Duoduo also came back to his senses at this moment, and looked at the already far away eldest son Qing with admiration, "Nanyou Immortal Venerable is more down-to-earth than the rumored image!"

Lin Hao: “…” Are these words a compliment to Master?

Qian Duoduo's expression seems like he is praising someone, but why don't his words sound like praise?

"The carefree and unrestrained appearance of Nanyou Immortal Venerable is more charming than the image in the rumors. He is worthy of being called Nanyou Immortal Venerable!"

Without noticing Lin Hao's complicated look, Qian Duoduo continued talking incessantly.

I couldn't help but ask, "My master said to call more people..."

"Shout! You must shout! Immortal Master Nanyou is really smart and knows how to maximize benefits!" Qian Duoduo's eyes brightened a little, and the admiration in his eyes did not seem fake, nor did it seem like forced joy.

Lin Hao's face was full of complexity. In his two lifetimes combined, this was the first time he had witnessed with his own eyes how brainless fans tried to make up for the image of their idol whose reputation had already collapsed.