Chapter 332 - An Idiot’s Jianghu
Xue Qiming remembered what the old monk had told him the first time he asked about their martial art.
Back then, the old monk had said, "This style of mine requires an exceptional physique. Without a body of superior bones and muscles, practicing it is no different from seeking death. Finding someone truly suited to inherit my legacy... Now that’s the real challenge."
Xue Qiming snickered. "Isn’t that the truth? Who in their right mind would willingly become a monk under you?"
The old monk shot him a glare. "Are you listening or not?"
"Alright, alright, go on..." Xue Qiming waved his hand dismissively.
The old monk took a sip of tea before continuing, "There aren’t many born with iron-like bones and innate strength, but they do exist. However, most of them aren’t suited for martial arts."
"Why not?"
The old monk sighed.
"Because... the heavens have their own balance. These people are blessed with extraordinary gifts, making them far stronger than others from birth. But heaven is fair—it takes away from them in other ways. Some are blind, some deaf, some crippled. As for the most common flaw? They’re missing a piece of their mind."
"Missing a piece of their mind?" Xue Qiming tilted his head. "What do you mean?"
The old monk tapped Xue Qiming’s forehead. "They’re idiots."
"You’re the damn idiot!" Xue Qiming had roared in anger.