Chapter 6 - A Leaf Blade (1/2)

Chapter 6: A Leaf Blade

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Do I?” Chen Fan laughed in his mind.

He was not only the Celestial Lord but also the embodiment of martial spirit even among the cultivators.

Let it be the basic cultivation techniques or the art of killing and warfare; there was nothing that he did not have a knack for. As the grand master of the True Martial Immortal Sect, he was well versed in all kind of unarmed close quarter combat techniques. The girl’s shambling forms and unrefined skills were laughable in his eyes.

Even the True Martial Sect’s entry-level technique, the “True Martial thirty-six Sanshou forms” was much more sophisticated than what the girl had used. Not to mention that the “True Martial’s thirty-six Sanshou forms” was only used among servants of the True Martial lords and the lowest cast of disciples. Any official member of the sect had long since forsaken the outdated technique.

Nonetheless, Chen Fan did not want to argue with her, nor did he want to reveal his ident.i.ty as a cultivator, so he apologized readily, “I am afraid I don’t fully understand your moves. I am sorry. I shook my head because I was thinking of something else.”

“Then buzz off and stop staring at—” The girl was cut short by the elderly man, “Zi Qing, enough.”

“Okay, Grandpa.” Zi, Qing replied. She managed to shoot Chen Fan a searing glance before she walked back to her grandpa.

Chen Fan glanced at the old man and found out that he, too, possessed the internal energy, and he was much more powerful than the girl.

Chen Fan wagered that the amount of power in the old man was on par with that of a cultivator halfway through the Foundation Establishment phase. In other words, his power was above that of Chan Fan, at least for now. Meanwhile, he registered that the power of the girl was not even near that of a cultivator who had just started the first sub-level.

That being said, Chen Fan conceded that his comparison was flawed since he was comparing apple to oranges. An even better a.n.a.logy for the cultivator and martial artist were knife and tofu. However large and firm a piece of tofu was, it would not be able to withstand a single slash of even the dullest knife.

Chen Fan was confident that he would be able to defeat the old man even if he had to face ten of him at the same time.

Realizing that there was nothing else to see, Chen Fan found another willow tree, sat cross-legged underneath it and started to cultivate.

His body and mind quickly entered the cultivation state as he initiated the Void Mortal Refinement art. Soon an invisible vacuum devoid of any energy formed around his body.

Chen Fan’s strange actions aroused the elderly man’s suspicion. He wondered why anyone would wake up this early in the morning, came to the park, and only to fall asleep again under a tree?

“Huh?” After a while, the old man suddenly gasped in surprise.

“What’s going on, Grandpa?” Zi Qing asked curiously.

“Look at him carefully, did you see that?.” The old man’s face hardened.

“See what?” Zi Qing squinted her eyes and failed to see anything extraordinary.

“Pay attention to his breathing.” The old man pressed on.

It wasn’t until then that Zi Qing noticed that the boy’s chest swell up and down at each breath. It was as if his lunges were two blowers. There were two wisps of white light spurting out of his nostrils, and they writhed and turned like snakes. The two rays of white lights were about the size of a needle, and one wouldn’t notice them without looking very hard.

“What is that?” Zi Qing frowned.

“This is a very advanced method of harnessing internal energy. It is said that only some ancient sects of martial arts can do it. This kind of breathing required extremely powerful lungs. The pract.i.tioner of this technique is able to dive under the water for a really long time.” The old man said slowly. “I didn’t expect that I could see such a powerful martial artist in my lifetime. Gos.h.!.+ he is so young, too; it’s incredible.”

The ponytail girl snorted, “He is just breathing heavily. It’s not like he can kill people with his big lungs, Grandpa. It’s overrated.”

“You are too young too simple, sometimes naive. ” The old man refuted with a loving voice. “No one could have done that without a few decades of practicing martial arts. I have never seen this technique used in real life, but only heard of it in legends.”

“Is it really that powerful?” Suspicion flashed across Zi Qing’s face.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, “Hold on a second. If he really is a bad-a.s.s like you said then he did shake his head in disapproval of my practice, didn’t he?” Zi Qing paused to mull over her own question.

“What a jerk! He did!” After a while, Zi Qing grunted and then she continued, “I don’t care how powerful you think he is, I will test his strength.”

Seeing the eagerness in his granddaughter, the old man heaved a deep sigh.

However, the old man didn’t design to stop her. However powerful this young man might be, he and his granddaughter should be safe in his own territory. He had fought many brutal wars during his life, and he scarcely feared death, much less a young man.

The grandfather and granddaughter pair decided to wait for Chen Fan to finish his cultivation. About half an hour later, the boy opened his mouth and spat out a ghostly white glowing gas. This parcel of white gas shot forward a few meters and traced a silvery arch in the air.

“I was right. He is a powerful martial artist!” The old man’s face hardened as reality set in.

“Don’t worry grandpa; Brother Qi is here to protect us. Can a martial artist dodge a bullet? I think not.”

Zi Qing has a brave soul; although she was as surprised by the development, she was not afraid.