Chapter 163 (2/2)

But, that’s a vast sea, what about his future path? How will he set the pace of his future training?

And more importantly, just how much essential qi would he need to fill up the sea?

“I understand. I understand. You Taoists don’t like to give definite answers.”

Seeing Xiahou Qianbai’s gaze sweeping over, Li Muyang realised he said something very stupid.

In order to remedy his mistakes, he said something even more stupid: “Monks are the same.”

The strange thing today was that Xiahou Qianbai did not get into a tangle with him on his mistake, as though he did not pay attention to his explanation.

He still had a very strange kind of look on his face as his gaze flickered back and forth over Li Muyang’s face. “Li Muyang——just who are you?”

“I’m Li Muyang.” Li Muyang tried hard to maintain calm and even attempted to control his heart rate. Because for a master like Xiahou Qianbai, as long as there’s the slightest subtle change in emotion, it won’t escape from his eyes.

He is still Li Muyang but just not the same Li Muyang as before.

He is now a dragon.

If this secret was known to others, would Xiahou Qianbai slay him by himself?

People dream of slaying dragons all day long, such as Tie Muxin, Cai Pa, Qiandu and even Yang Xiaohu——They would not let him go, right?

Li Muyang’s life is really stressful.

Xiahou Qianbai sensed Li Muyang’s nervousness but did not think too much. He simply thought he was worried that his foundation is not ideal.

“I mean, your body——is not the same with other people. Or should I say, different from many other people.”

“I know that.” Li Muyang’s face turned gloomy, “I was struck by lightning when I was born and nearly died. Later, when grandpa Taoist priest came to examine me he told me that lightning entered my body and it’s a miracle that I’m still alive—Ever since I was born, my body has not improved. Several times my pulse went weak and I almost——could not live to today. It is for this reason that I always had few friends and schoolmates looked down on me, calling me a trash, a pig——”

“I did not mean that.” Xiahou Qianbai hurriedly explained: “It doesn’t matter where a hero is from or their background. What happened is in the past and now you’re a student of Starry Sky Academy. Those who ridiculed you will definitely regret and berate themselves for their behaviour and actions——”

“Thank you teacher Xiahou.” Li Muyang said gratefully.

Li Muyang set down the bowl of medicine, adjusted his clothing and with a ‘plop’ sound, dropped to his knees in front of Xiahou Qianbai.

“What are you doing?” Xiahou Qianbai just stood coldly; no trace of being ruffled at all.

“Zheng Gu was in Yuanzhou, when Qi Ji brought along his poem to visit him. The poem ‘early-blooming plum tree’ reads: In the village covered in deep snow, last night bloomed a few. Upon hearing this, Zheng Gu said: ‘a few’ is not early, why not change it to ‘one’. Much better. Qi Ji immediately knelt down and respectfully bowed with both hands to Zheng Gu. He is Qi Ji’s master who corrected his mistake with one word. The ancient story ‘one who corrects a mistake be your master’ is pa.s.sed on with approval. Teacher Xiahou helped me build my foundation, it can’t even be compared to the ancient story——The favour of a drop of water should be repaid with a fountain of water. Student is unable to repay your kindness, I hope teacher Xiahou will take me in as your disciple so I can give my respect day and night and pour you tea——”

Xiahou Qianbai interrupted Li Muyang, saying coldly: “If you pay your respect to me day and night it will disturb my practice, and I already have people to pouring my tea. What is the use in taking you in?”

“——” Li Muyang felt his face was burning with embarra.s.sment, more painful that being ruthlessly slapped across the face.

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