Novel Full Chapter 230 Quick! The Poison is Spreading to Her Inner Thighs!
Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Quick! The Poison is Spreading to Her Inner Thighs!
However, Lin Feng remained completely calm.
“Please don’t be so hasty, Senior Mo Xuan,” he said evenly. “I can see that you suffered a serious injury when you were younger. It probably happened when you were around ten years old.”
The old man’s laughter suddenly stopped.
Lin Feng continued speaking as if he had not noticed the change.
“You believed that incident had already passed, but in truth it damaged one of your most important meridians. Because of that injury, your cultivation path has always been limited.”
He looked directly at Mo Xuan.
“That is why you encounter bottlenecks far earlier than you should.”
Old Man Mo Xuan’s cloudy eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Lin Feng.
His voice was soft, almost casual, yet it carried a chilling weight.
“How did you know about that injury?”
The moment the words left his mouth, the spiritual pressure he released suddenly tripled.
An invisible force swept across the surroundings like a violent storm.
The air grew heavy and suffocating.
The wooden tables creaked faintly under the weight of the pressure, and several nearby cultivators instantly turned pale.
Some felt their knees weaken while others struggled to even breathe.
It was as if a mountain had suddenly descended upon their shoulders.
The oppressive aura of a cultivator who had lived for thousands of years was not something ordinary people could withstand.
Yet in the middle of this overwhelming pressure, Lin Feng stood calmly.
Not only him, but the three women standing beside him were completely unaffected.
The terrifying aura that made everyone else tremble seemed to soften the moment it approached them.
Instead of a crushing force, it felt more like a gentle breeze brushing against their skin.
Their hair swayed slightly, their robes fluttered faintly, but none of them showed even the slightest discomfort.
This scene caused Old Man Mo Xuan’s pupils to shrink.
His expression did not change much, but inside his heart a storm had already begun to brew.
Strange.
Very strange.
He blinked slowly several times, carefully studying the group in front of him once again.
When he had first looked at them, he had only seen a group of talented juniors. Nothing more.
But now, his gaze had changed.
These young people were clearly not simple.
A faint frown appeared on his wrinkled face as his mind drifted back to an old memory he had long tried to bury.
When he was still young, he had once suffered a humiliating accident.
At that time he had only been ten years old.
A huge black dog from a neighboring village had suddenly pounced on him while he was relieving himself in the wilderness.
Before he could react, the beast had viciously bitten him in the loins, injuring the dark spear between his legs.
The pain had been unimaginable.
The humiliation had been even worse.
Even after two thousand years, the memory still made his face twitch slightly.
It had been the most traumatic experience of his entire life.
Naturally, after he grew powerful, he made sure that anyone who had witnessed that event would never speak of it again.
Most of them had already long since turned into dust.
Which was precisely why Lin Feng’s words shocked him so deeply.
Nobody alive should have known about it.
And yet this young man had spoken about his hidden injury as if it were nothing.
Mo Xuan stared at Lin Feng with a complicated expression.
Was this boy bluffing?
Or did he truly possess some mysterious method that allowed him to see through secrets others could not?
Meanwhile, Lin Feng remained completely relaxed.
He casually clasped his hands behind his back and smiled as if nothing unusual had happened.
“I am rather good at counting with my fingers, Senior Mo Xuan,” Lin Feng said lightly.
“My methods are certainly not easy to explain.”
His tone was calm, almost playful, as though revealing the secret of a two thousand year old injury was no big deal at all.
Mo Xuan’s brows twitched slightly.
Lin Feng then continued speaking.
“But that is not important.”
“How about it?”
Lin Feng pushed the paper in his hands slightly forward.
“Are you willing to at least try my tea formula?”
His smile remained calm and confident, as if he was completely certain that the old monster before him would not refuse.
“What’s your name, boy?” Mo Xuan asked, his voice calm but sharp, like a sword quietly drawn.
Even in his advanced age, the pressure in his tone carried the weight of centuries.
“I’m called Lin Feng, Senior Mo Xuan. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance today,” Lin Feng replied, cupping his fist in respect.
His expression remained composed, his eyes bright with a mixture of curiosity and challenge.
Mo Xuan’s gaze fixed on him, lingering for several breaths.
The air seemed to grow heavier with each passing moment, as though the old man’s spiritual sense was probing, testing the young man’s very soul.
Lin Feng, however, remained perfectly still, unaffected by the oppressive scrutiny.
After what felt like an eternity, Mo Xuan spoke again, his voice measured yet resolute.
“Very well. I am willing to try your Spirit Tea formula, Young Master Lin Feng. But know this… if it proves ineffective, you must reveal to me how you obtained information about me. I do not trust explanations of ’counting with your fingers’ lightly.”
A faint smile tugged at Lin Feng’s lips. “You’ve got yourself a deal, Senior Mo Xuan.”
With practiced care, he handed the neatly folded paper to the old man.
The paper felt ordinary, yet Mo Xuan sensed a strange weight to it, as though it contained more than met the eye.
“Hmmm…” Mo Xuan murmured, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the formula.
At first glance, the ingredients seemed almost laughably simple: water, any type of tea, and the instruction to boil the two together.
He frowned slightly… was this truly the work of a young genius, or a trivial prank?
As he read further, however, the instructions took an unexpected turn.
Recite the words that follow, and then…
Force yourself to fart.
The final line hit Mo Xuan like a thunderbolt. His eyes widened in shock.
The paper trembled in his hands, not from its weight, but from the incomprehensible audacity of the instruction.
“Junior! Are you mocking me?!” he roared, his voice booming like a drumbeat across the area.
The sheer volume and fury shook the nearby trees, causing leaves to flutter down like startled birds.