Chapter 259 - 186: Teacher? Bestowing a Treasure

Chapter 259: Chapter 186: Teacher? Bestowing a Treasure

The scenery flew past. Yu Fei curiously sized up his surroundings. Ever since acquiring the Illusory Cicada Star Pupil, his field of vision had become rich and multi-faceted.

Gems of all colors flashed in his vision as countless ripples vibrated. Everything within a ten-kilometer radius was laid bare before his eyes. In this world, everything left a trace, and nothing could escape his observation.

He recalled reading a campus forum post in his spare time: after the Inner Qi realm, Martial Artists could cultivate Pupil Skills. When that time came, his powers of observation would surely become even stronger.

The Flying Device sped away after dropping him off at Lake Heart Island. Yu Fei would have to summon it again when he wanted to return.

The youth walked forward, a sword on his back. His steps were heavy, leaving deep footprints in the moss on the stone steps.

Yu Fei encountered no resistance on his way to the Great Hall of Returning to Truth, so he simply pushed the doors open and entered.

The master’s methods were profound and unfathomable. Last time, not wanting them to enter, he had casually taken control of several people.

If his path was unobstructed, then there was no need to hesitate.

Just as Yu Fei entered the great hall, he saw the figure of Instructor Tang Lihui standing before the towering ’Dao’ character. Dressed in a long, ink-and-white robe and holding a scroll, his back was turned to him.

An ancient aura emanated from him, accompanied by a gentle voice. "Yu Fei, you’re here. Come forward. Let this teacher see how much you’ve grown. Due to the principal’s wishes, I’m afraid I’ve been a negligent teacher and haven’t even had the chance to meet you."

For a moment, it felt as if this wasn’t the Eighth-Realm Grandmaster of Gui Zhen Dojo, but an old scholar who had stepped out of ancient times.

Yu Fei, however, paid him no mind. Instead, he turned to the empty space on his left and bowed.

"Hello, Principal!"

Slowly materializing from the void, a black-robed Ye Shuping appeared. He spoke as if he’d seen a ghost, "I still can’t figure it out. How did you know the virtual projection was fake? And how did you locate my true self?"

He paced in front of Yu Fei and asked in bewilderment, "To keep you from seeing through it this time, I even put special reinforcements on this illusion. Not even a Grandmaster should have been able to penetrate it. How did you make your judgment so unhesitatingly?"

Yu Fei glanced at Tang Lihui’s virtual projection. There was nothing above its head. In his Reversing Destiny Vision, even someone with zero talent would have a diamond-shaped block appear over their head—it would just be hollow.

"Intuition."

Yu Fei’s face was impassive.

"Hiss... Then how did you find me? Last time, I wasn’t giving it my all, but just now, I used every trick in the book.

"I’d say my cultivation in the art of concealment is pretty decent. At the very least, most Martial Saints can’t detect me, and yet you..."

Ye Shuping couldn’t understand. If Yu Fei were at the Gang Qi realm, he could at least console himself that the kid was just a freak of nature. But the little bastard was still just in the third realm! Surely his own decades of cultivation hadn’t all gone to the dogs!

’Does my own Cultivation Technique have such a massive flaw?’

In the Reversing Destiny Vision, beneath the old principal’s golden gem was an expression that screamed, ’What the hell?’

A corner of Yu Fei’s mouth twitched.

"Intuition."

"Hiss..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Ye Shuping’s head began to ache. ’To hell with intuition!’ But after racking his brain, he couldn’t come up with any other explanation. With a wave of his hand, he dismissed Tang Lihui’s projection.

’These Wind-chasers are so damn annoying!’

Ye Shuping said with a wide grin, "Excellent potential. This will be of great use on the battlefield one day!"

He then patted Yu Fei on the shoulder and said with satisfaction, "The future of humanity rests on you young people. An old fossil like me, with one foot in the grave, might not live to see the day you reach your prime."

A sudden curiosity struck Yu Fei, and he asked bluntly, "How old are you, sir?"

Ye Shuping thought for a moment before answering uncertainly, "Three hundred sixty? Or was it four hundred-something? It’s been too long. My memory isn’t what it used to be. I forget."

Yu Fei’s eyes went wide. "I remember the Martial Scriptures saying that a Martial Saint’s lifespan is only two hundred years?"

Ye Shuping burst out laughing. "The Martial Scriptures? Oh, that’s just to fool you all. If a Martial Saint takes good care of themselves, five hundred years is basically guaranteed. The earlier a Martial Artist breaks through, the greater the boost to their potential and lifespan. I believe I’ve told you this before, haven’t I?"

Yu Fei thought back. The old man had indeed said something similar last time.

Then he heard Ye Shuping continue, "If a Martial Artist barely breaks through to the Inner Qi realm at thirty, becomes a Grandmaster at fifty, and advances to Martial Saint at one hundred, their maximum lifespan will be less than three hundred years.

"Every time you break through to a major realm, the increase in lifespan isn’t fixed. The younger you are, the bigger the boost. Understand? So, your main task right now is to cultivate the third realm to its absolute limit and break through to Inner Qi as soon as you can."

As he spoke, a faint purple light flashed in the depths of his eyes. A storm of shock raged in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged.

Yu Fei’s foundation had changed dramatically since their last meeting.

’First, his eyes. Their color has deepened slightly, and the very structure of the lenses seems to have changed. They’ve become more vibrant, more profound.’

’Last time, I praised him for being exceptional in both his qi and strength. But now... now he’s simply unparalleled!’

’His Qi Blood foundation is unbelievably potent, almost rivaling that of the late Long Zun. Strength leads to a powerful body—not in terms of visible muscle, but in the unstoppable, domineering momentum that naturally arises from his every move.’

’That alone is already terrifying. But where did this aura of flawlessness, this bodily perfection, come from? The more I look, the more it resembles Li Jueyin’s foundation...’

’Does this kid really have the ability to acquire others’ foundations? Does he steal them? Or does he use some kind of catalyst to analyze and replicate them?’

Yu Fei, however, noticed none of this. His own line of thinking was quite clear. ’Now that I’ve been targeted by a top-tier powerhouse from the Martial Arts Extraordinary World, my current, ant-like abilities offer zero chance of escape. Unless I can activate a cheat code like the legendary founders, go to a battlefield and slaughter my way to invincibility in a few years... otherwise, all I can do is cultivate in peace and wait for the flower to bloom.’