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“Hm?”

Flying Sword Technique?

What’s this new trick?

“Pi li pi li——”

When Xue Jing’s head began to show silvery-white Lightning Dragon Horns, and the surrounding dark airflow gathered quickly around him like a tornado, Wu Xuanzhu then suddenly realized that this young man’s prowess did not lie in martial arts.

His displayed martial arts strength was so astonishing that one might temporarily overlook this fact.

Wu Xuanzhu made a decisive call, feeling that they could not continue to play around; otherwise, things would escalate.

His eyes met Xue Jing’s dark golden vertical pupils, and with a sharp gaze, he rebuked, Discover exclusive tales on empire

“Wake up now!”

A kind of invisible needle-like force struck Xue Jing’s forehead.

In an instant, the quiet fury burning at the bottom of Xue Jing’s eyes disappeared, and his dark golden vertical pupils returned to normal.

He seemed surprised yet a bit bemused as he said,

“Hm? What happened?”

As he spoke, he glanced at the ageless-looking old man before him and wondered aloud,

“Who are you?”

Wu Xuanzhu glared at him, slightly annoyed, and said,

“The ‘Divine Intent Needle’ I used on you was not very forceful. When it entered your spirit consciousness, it was like pricking a piece of cowhide; it had no stimulating effect… You were awake the whole time, weren’t you, boy?”

Seeing that he could not fool him, Xue Jing immediately dropped the surprised and bemused expression, smiled, and said with a fist salute,

“I’ve seen Senior Wu… I got carried away by the thrill of the challenge, please forgive my impulsiveness.”

Right after he threw the first punch at Wu Xuanzhu, Xue Jing had already sensed that something was off.

Even though it was his first time entering the Extreme Fury state of Mystic Art·Inverse Scales, and his mind was controlled by anger, he had “Visualization True” within him, making his spirit consciousness extremely resilient, and his mastery of “Quiet Qi” was equally profound.

The ‘stranger who tried to ambush him’ was able to block his full-force Eye-Dotting with a single finger, and the force was just right, matching Eye-Dotting perfectly. Such an unusual performance was enough for his spirit, even veiled by anger, to sense something wrong.

At that moment, he could already forcefully suppress the extreme anger and return to normal.

However, he did not do so but allowed the rage to control him, continuing to strike at Wu Xuanzhu.

Such a high-level master was too rare…

“Enough,” Wu Xuanzhu waved his hand dismissing the matter.

The man in front of him, so handsome and with a gentle expression and amiable smile, made people feel like they were basking in a spring breeze; Wu Xuanzhu nearly couldn’t connect him with the person from the video in the arena who displayed brutal actions against his disciple.

He had thought that he would encounter an arrogant and unruly character and planned to teach him a lesson.

But now, after meeting him, the conversation from the start made him feel like he was looking at an accomplished junior from his own family; he found himself increasingly fond of him and couldn’t bring himself to punish him at all.

‘Handsome appearance, impeccable manners, can be wild when it’s time to be wild, has the youthful vigor that young people should possess, and can be humble when necessary; respects his elders… Extremely talented in martial arts, to achieve such a level surely required great effort, never slacking off, and that’s in spite of having a better alternative…’

The more Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing, the more ridiculous he found it.

How can there be such a person in this world?

Is he a secret son of the heavens, being courted to dine with them? Did he hoard all the good fortunes to himself?

If only he was seventy years younger, Wu Xuanzhu felt his composure would likely be upset.

“Impeccable, how long have you practiced it?”

Wu Xuanzhu asked, looking at Xue Jing.

At this time, because of the commotion here, many members of the Zhige Base made their way over.

The first to arrive was the Base Leader Xu Hongzhong.

When he reached the scene and saw Wu Xuanzhu’s face, he immediately looked troubled and ordered that everyone must temporarily stay away from this area.

He then also cautiously remained at a distance, watching the situation here, not daring to make rash moves.

After pondering for a moment, Xue Jing replied, “It should be about ten days.”

It should be about ten days.

About ten days.

Ten days.

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Wu Xuanzhu: “…”

He felt that Xue Jing’s words kept replaying in his mind.

If it hadn’t been for confirming this youth’s information through Wu Youqing, knowing he was only a teenager and had only been exposed to martial arts practice for four months, he almost thought he had grown old and his ears had failed him, hearing it as ten or so years.

“Do you think you’re practicing a radio calisthenics routine?”

Wu Xuanzhu said, speechless.

He really wanted to think that Xue Jing was bragging… but his reason told him that Xue Jing truly had no need to brag about such an easily disproved boast.

Moreover, all the information matched up; Xue Jing indeed had his first glimpse of Impeccable just about ten days ago… from his disciple Zhou Yinglin’s performance.

Even more absurd, the way he learned was by watching on the side…

This wasn’t some old man practicing Tai Chi in the park; it was the motherfucking first technique of Supreme Ingenuity.

The complexity within it required hands-on teaching for even an ordinary martial artist to grasp the basics, and it would take several months to launch the first spear thrust.

And getting to this stage was already the limit. Mediocrity could forget about reaching the realm of “Ten Needles and a Hundred Threads” in their lifetime.

Yet the man before him, in just over ten days, had performed “Hundred Needles, Thousand Threads” one hundred and twenty-three times…

Even if he, the venerable Grandmaster, were to return to his youth with his current memories and start retraining in Impeccable, he had no confidence in achieving this.

The Gun Saint now felt a numbness tingling at his scalp.

What was this young man’s background? Had the Extreme Martial King quietly reincarnated in Cangting?

Wu Xuanzhu stroked his chin and suddenly said:

“Little Jing… would you be interested in changing your allegiance?”

Xue Jing was taken aback.

Then he immediately shook his head and smiled, saying, “Thank you for your generous offer, Senior Wu, but my master treats me well, and I have no such plans.”

Wu Xuanzhu nodded, his expression unchanged: “As expected, the old man was just asking casually. Don’t take it to heart.”

After a pause, he continued:

“Your master is that Li Qi, right?”

Xue Jing tilted his head: “Senior, do you know my master?”

Wu Xuanzhu smiled and said: “There was a bit of intersection a few decades ago. The old man had seen that young and spirited lad once.”

When looking at Xue Jing’s information, he came across the somewhat familiar name Li Qi and remembered some old affairs.

“The old man originally thought that after Li Qi was crippled by Wan Yulai, he would be disheartened. But unexpectedly, he still had some aspiration left to train such a figure as you…”

Xue Jing’s gaze flickered: “Wan Yulai?”

He had never inquired about how his master Li Qi had come to fall to such a state.

Xue Jing was well aware that such matters were useless to ask about; it had to be the person concerned who was willing to speak out voluntarily.

Li Qi had carefully nurtured him and made many sacrifices. Xue Jing had previously promised he would take revenge for Li Qi, seeking out and killing Li Qi’s enemies one by one in the future.

Although Li Qi was temporarily unwilling to bring up the past, now that he heard the name of his biggest enemy from those days, the cause of it all, Xue Jing couldn’t help but be curious.

“Senior, who is Wan Yulai?” Searᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He asked.

If the opportunity arises…

Wu Xuanzhu gathered his not-too-long beard and said: “It seems that Li Qi hasn’t told you about this matter. He’s probably worried about this and that… However, the old man thinks it does no harm to tell you.”

Xue Jing softly said: “Please enlighten me, Senior.”

Wu Xuanzhu smiled and said: “It was about ten or so years ago.”

“At that time, although Li Qi was of middle age, because he had leaped through the Dragon Gate early in his youth and locked his life’s peak, even at over forty years old, his vigor was still as exuberant as that of his younger days.”

“Although the old man no longer had dealings with him at that time, I would occasionally keep track of his news.”

“The last bit of news the old man received about him was that he was challenged by a young man not even twenty years old and he accepted with pleasure.”

Wu Xuanzhu spoke slowly.

“That young man is now the current holder of the ‘True Dragon’ title among the seven great titles—Yanlong Liu, Wan Yulai.”

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