strictlysupreme Chapter 083 A Master?
Chapter 083 A Master?
Chapter 083 A Master?
Lin Fei had now reached the first level of the Acupoint Realm, with all the acupoints in his body connected, and his true qi was several times more abundant than before.
His roar even created sound waves that were almost visible to the naked eye, spreading outwards.
The art of speaking with the tongue like spring thunder, when practiced to a high level, truly resembles thunder from the heavens, shaking one's soul.
Those who rushed forward the fastest were thrown back by the powerful impact.
The others weren't much better off. All they could hear was Lin Fei's shout of "Get back!" echoing in their ears, as if it were going to burst their heads.
"Sorcery! Sorcery! This Taoist priest knows sorcery!" someone suddenly shouted, and all the villagers were terrified.
Such a strange scene was something that ordinary people like them had never seen before, so they associated the Taoist priest in front of them with sorcery.
As the young master of Shanhe Manor, Mo Qianshan was naturally different from ordinary servants and had some knowledge. He knew that what Lin Fei had just used was not some kind of sorcery.
At the same time, cold sweat poured down Mo Qianshan's back: "Damn it, just who is this evil Taoist? How can he be so powerful? Half a month ago, I had already completed my Qi cultivation and was about to enter the Body Tempering Realm. How could his roar have caused my blood and qi to surge?"
Mo Qianshan was now in a dilemma. He wanted to back down, but he couldn't bring himself to do so in front of all the villagers.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out: "What sorcery? A bunch of ignorant fools, it's nothing more than the Taoist trick of 'speaking like thunder in spring'!"
Upon hearing this voice, Mo Qianshan was overjoyed, as if he had found a savior: "Master, you've come!"
A middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe with a long beard covering his face walked over leisurely, his hands behind his back, looking every bit the hermit.
Everyone, including the young master Mo Qianshan, seemed to show great respect to this middle-aged man.
"You filthy Taoist priest, don't think you can act with impunity in my Shanhe Manor just because you have some skills! My master is here, and today I, this young master, will skin you alive!" Mo Qianshan uttered a harsh threat and went straight to the middle-aged man, feigning malice and saying, "Master, this evil Taoist priest stole valuables from the manor and is trying to escape by injuring the villagers, relying on his skills. Master, you must capture him!"
"Master Mo invited me to be the teacher on the estate. Since something has happened on the estate, I naturally have no choice but to take responsibility." The middle-aged man nodded, his gaze directly turning to Lin Fei: "Young man, relying on strength and arrogance is nothing special. I see you know the art of 'speaking eloquently like thunder,' so you must have some lineage. How did you go astray at such a young age?"
He spoke as if he were lecturing his junior, leaving Lin Fei speechless—where did this pretentious guy come from?
The show-off, however, remained oblivious to his own shortcomings and continued to ask in a condescending tone, "Young man, you seem to have some skill. Which school or sect do you follow? Perhaps I even know your master. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your master!"
Discipline me? Who do you think you are? Lin Fei was so angry at this self-important show-off that he almost laughed. He channeled his inner energy into his eyes and looked at the show-off.
The man was brimming with true energy and possessed an incredibly strong physique. However, he only had a few dozen acupoints on his entire body that could automatically absorb and release the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
In other words, this person has only opened up a few dozen acupoints. He hasn't even reached the mid-stage of the Body Tempering Realm yet.
Let alone the current Lin Fei, even if Lin Fei were injured and had broken through to the level of his former self, he could easily defeat him.
This is the benefit of having opened one's eyes. For those whose cultivation level is no higher than one's own, one can judge their cultivation level by observing the flow of their true energy with one's eyes.
Seeing that this person's cultivation was nothing special, Lin Fei didn't take him seriously at all. He chuckled and said, "Want to teach me a lesson on behalf of my master? Very well, have you ever heard of Master Yuanyi of the Jade Emperor Sect?"
"Yuan Yi of the Jade Emperor Sect? That name sounds familiar!" The show-off muttered a couple of times, then jumped back in fright: "What? You mean the Jade Emperor Sect of the Profound Heart Sect, one of the four great Daoist sects in the world? Yuan Yi, ranked seventh on the Tiger List, the 'Compassionate Salvation', is he your master?"
If this person is truly Yuan Yi's disciple, he wouldn't dare provoke Lin Fei even if he had ten times the courage. After all, someone with Yuan Yi's cultivation level could easily take his life with just a flick of his finger.
Lin Fei smiled as he looked at the startled show-off: "What, do you still want Master Dai to teach me a lesson?"
"This, this..." The show-off was sweating profusely, momentarily at a loss for words. He wanted to force a smile, but didn't want to ruin his carefully cultivated image of a superior person. His expression looked three parts smile and seven parts cry.
This guy was a master that Shanhe Manor hired at a high price. He was not only responsible for protecting the safety of Shanhe Manor, but also served as Mo Qianshan's martial arts instructor.
My father told me that when he was young, he was even listed on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking. Since he came to Shanhe Manor, everyone in the manor has held him in the highest esteem.
Seeing that he was having second thoughts, Mo Qianshan whispered in his ear, "Master, the Xuanxin Jade Emperor Sect is a sect of the Southern Tang Dynasty. How could its disciples appear in our Northern Han? This Taoist is extremely cunning. Master, be careful not to fall into his trap!"
The show-off was still somewhat wary and lowered his voice, saying, "But, in case of an emergency, the disciples of the Xuanxin Jade Emperor Sect are not people your Shanhe Manor can afford to offend. Not to mention Yuan Yi, who is a person who can stand on equal footing with the heads of the nine great families of Bei Han."
"Master, if he's such a great figure, how could his disciple have collapsed by the roadside and been rescued by my cousin?" Blinded by greed, Mo Qianshan, having already made up his mind to deal with Lin Fei, added fuel to the fire, saying, "I heard that something big has happened in the Southern Tang. Even Zhanlong Ferry has been blocked by the Xiang family, and it's not easy to travel there. If he really is a disciple of the Jade Emperor Sect, how could he appear in my Northern Han Kingdom?"
Seeing that his master was still hesitant, Mo Qianshan finally added fuel to the fire: "Master, if this kid intimidates you and word gets out, wouldn't it damage your reputation? If you can cripple this kid, I will repay you handsomely. I can even discuss that item with my father."
Upon hearing "that thing," the show-off's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "That's right. I heard that the Southern Tang martial arts world is currently cracking down on the Eight Evil Sects. If this kid is really a disciple of the Jade Emperor Sect, why would he be in Northern Han territory right now? I can't let this kid fool me!"
After making up his mind, that invisible air of pretentiousness seemed to return to him once again.