Martial God Asura

Chapter 6468: Chu Feng’s Fanboy

Chapter 6468: Chu Feng’s Fanboy

“Do you know when Lord Shi Mo will visit this city again?” Chu Feng asked.

“Lord Shi Mo is coming tomorrow. Everyone returned to the city ahead of time for that. Lord Shi Mo has to channel the pills in person to maximize their effectiveness,” the young man replied.

That explained why the city was bustling with life. They were awaiting Shi Mo’s arrival.

I can afford to wait if it’s tomorrow, Chu Feng thought. He wouldn’t have waited if Shi Mo wouldn’t come by any time soon. He would have just outright told them Shi Mo was not a good person, removed the aura inside their bodies, and instructed them to leave the place.

But since Shi Mo was coming by, he could eliminate the problem at its roots and gather information from him. If Shi Mo was as strong as the young man described, he should be of considerable standing in the Netherworld Sect and would be privy to some secrets.

“What’s the name of this young hero?” the young man’s father asked.

“He’s Chu Feng,” the young man replied.

“Chu Feng? You are Chu Feng? Is it this ‘Chu (楚)’ and this ‘Feng (枫)’?” The young man’s big brother wrote down Chu Feng’s name on the table with tea.

“Indeed,” Chu Feng replied.

“That’s not a good name. You should switch to another one.” The young man’s big brother suddenly didn’t look as friendly anymore.

“Why isn’t it a good name?” Chu Feng asked.

“It’s the same name as Lord Jie Ranqing’s son, young hero Chu Feng.”

“Can’t I have the same name as Chu Feng?”

“Forget it. It’s fine.” The young man’s big brother stood up, walked out to the courtyard, and continued practising his martial skills.

“Big brother Chu, don’t mind him. My big brother admires talented prodigies. He has looked up to Lord Jie Ranqing from a young age, listening to every tale about her. Later on, his admiration shifted to Chu Feng. He has gotten into fights with others over Chu Feng, sometimes getting beaten up badly,” the young man explained softly.

“Hoh, he’s your fanboy.” Eggy laughed.

“Yunxiao can be a bit obstinate at times. Don’t mind him,” the mother explained.

“It’s fine. It’s not anything much.” Chu Feng smiled before he stood up and walked outside.

“You’re practising a fist martial skill?” Chu Feng asked the young man’s big brother.

“Aren’t you a world spiritist? Do you understand martial cultivation, too?” The young man’s big brother stopped his training and looked at Chu Feng.

“Actually, I’m more well-versed in martial cultivation,” Chu Feng replied.

“Really? Can you offer me some pointers?” The young man’s big brother was overjoyed.

Even the young man ran out of the house to join the commotion.

“Are you struggling to draw out the full prowess of your martial skill despite your precise movements?” Chu Feng asked.

“Yes, that’s the problem I’m facing.” The young man’s big brother nodded vehemently.

“You aren’t channeling your force correctly. The form is right, but you failed to grasp the crux. You won’t make any progress if you continue raining like that,” Chu Feng replied.

“Can you take a look and let me know what I’m lacking?” The young man’s big brother took out a scroll detailing the martial skill he was practising.

But Chu Feng didn’t bother glancing at the scroll. He could come up with hundreds of such low-tier martial skills at the snap of his finger.

“Let me teach you another martial skill.”

Chu Feng designed another martial skill on the spot. It was more compatible with the young man’s big brother in terms of his cultivation and his tendencies. With Chu Feng’s guidance, it took only an hour for the young man’s big brother to grasp it.

His comprehension ability frustrates me. I guess I’m not suited for teaching, Chu Feng thought with a sigh.

Someone more talented would have grasped the martial skill with just a single demonstration or a verbal explanation from him, but it took the young man’s big brother an hour. That was a long time for Chu Feng, though for the young man’s family, it was ridiculously fast.

“My gosh! Milord, who are you? How is your martial skill so easy to grasp? It’s even stronger than the fist martial skill I was practising earlier!” The young man’s big brother was thrilled.

“Big brother Chu, teach me as well! Do you have any martial skills that are suited for me?” the young man walked over and said.

“You dumbos. Are you still calling him big brother?” the young man’s mother remarked.

The young man and his big brother might not be talented, but they weren’t dumb. They immediately understood what their mother was driving at and dropped to their knees.

“Master, please accept a kowtow from us!”

The young man’s father berated with a frown, “A master for a day, a father for life. Why are you calling him master? Call him father!”

“...”

The young man and his big brother were dumbfounded.

“Don’t. We’re friends. I can guide you on your martial cultivation, but I can’t take you as my disciples. I don’t have the time,” Chu Feng said as he supported the two brothers to their feet.

The family was extremely polite. They didn’t heap pressure on Chu Feng upon seeing that he wasn’t willing to become their master.

“Please offer me some pointers, big brother Chu Feng,” the young man said.

“Of course.” Chu Feng nodded.

Even if this clue led to a dead end, Chu Feng still had to repay the favor for the flower tea.

“Hm?” Chu Feng suddenly cast his gaze into the distance.

Two individuals dressed in the clothes of the Divine Body Heavenly Mansion were swiftly making their way over from the far distance.

One was a middle-aged man who commanded an air of righteousness, whereas the other was an old man. He was a rank three True God level cultivator.

The other was an old man. Somehow, he looked like a scamp despite being dressed in the clothes of an orthodox sect. He was a rank eight True God level cultivator.

The middle-aged man’s features fit the young man’s description of Shi Mo.

“That Shi Mo has arrived in advance?” Eggy asked.

“Mmhm, but it looks like he’s here to reel in the net,” Chu Feng replied.

“That seems to be the case.” Eggy nodded in agreement.

From the duo’s vicious expressions, one could tell they were up to no good.

“Prepare yourself,” Chu Feng told the young man.

“Big brother, are you going to teach me a martial skill?” The young man was enthused.

“Shi Mo is coming,” Chu Feng replied.

“Lord Shi Mo? How do you know?”

The young man’s family was confused.

Weng!

A ray of golden light reminiscent of a comet emerged from the distant horizon, lighting up the night sky.

“Waa, it really is Lord Shi Mo! He has come in advance!” The young man’s family was excited.

That golden light heralded Shi Mo’s arrival. Naturally, the city buzzed to life.