Chapter 6 - A Leaf Blade (2/2)

Unlike her grandfather, she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her prestigious family background had sheltered her from many dangers; she was young and fearless, driven by purely the valor of ignorance.

The young man inside the jeep had been watching the development from inside his car. His hand had reached his waist where his gun rested.

Chen Fan pushed himself up to his feet, and he looked dissatisfied with today’s result of cultivation.

Although the numinous abode he had found under the willow tree was able to aid his cultivation, its effect paled in comparison with that directly absorbing the qi in the herbs.

He turned his head around and was surprised by the pair that lurked behind him all the while.

Seeing that the boy had woken up, the old man smiled and stepped forward to greet Chen Fan:” Greetings, young man. Glad to see another budding martial artist! My name is Wei Fu, May I ask what your name is? Where do you hail from? and may I have the honor to know your teacher’s name?”

“Wei Fu?” The name sounded very familiar to Chen Fan.

But he had seen countless people over the past 500 years, so he doubted he would remember who the old man was.

Seeing the tightened bodies of the two, Chen Fan wagered that the sight of his cultivation had caught their interest.

Chen Fan shook his head, “I am not really a martial artist. You can think of me as a… monk who follows the way of Dao.”

He couldn’t tell them his real ident.i.ty; even if he did, these two mortals would never understand what cultivation meant.

“A monk? Are you from the Dao Sect?” The old man looked confused. He had never heard any martial artist from the Dao Sect before.

“Grandpa, let’s not waste our time on him any longer. Let me spar with him already,” Zi Qing turned around and shot an icy glance at Chen Fan. “Why did you lie to me earlier? Now show me what you can do!”

“Are you trying to provoke me into a duel?

No one had shouted taunts at Chen Fan for many centuries, and therefore, the girl’s challenge was a refres.h.i.+ng change for him.

“I’ll be d.a.m.ned! Should I beat up a girl or get beaten up?” Chen Fan thought to himself.

Chen Fan felt he was on the horns of the dilemma, after weighing his options, he decided not to get involved. He gave the girl a big shrug and then said, “I am sorry, but I’m just a monk. We only cultivate internal harmony but never fight with fists and weapons.”

The girl snorted contemptuously. “Bull s.h.i.+t, I saw you sneered at me while I was practicing my forms! Don’t play dumb!” The girl flung back at Chen Fan.

“Young man, what will be the harm in a little spar session? Although my granddaughter was still at the beginner level, she was well under way to master our family’s first technique. I was hoping that with your help, she could advance even faster.” The old man said slowly but firmly.

Despite the old man’s calm voice, his suspicion didn’t recede the slightest. He had given the boy his name, but the latter seemed to have never heard of it before. How could any powerful martial artist not recognize his name?

Chen Fan shook his head and heaved a sigh of resignation. He knew he had to oblige the girl’s request.

He picked up a fallen willow leaf from the ground with two deft fingers as he channeled out his arcane energy. With a flick of the finger, the willow leaf flew out like a bullet.

The leaf traveled at such incredible speed that it blurred into a dark shadowy line in the air. It grazed pa.s.s the girl’s face and eventually hit a large tree trunk. The tree that got hit shook violently, raining leaves and twigs under the tree.

“Watch out!” The old man shouted out as soon as he saw the leaf turned into a weapon, but his warning came too late.

“What the—” Zi Qing was still in shock. Her long dark hair on the right side was cut to shoulder length; the crystal earrings she was wearing also fell to the ground.

She touched her cheek and found a thin line of a wound where blood was seeping through. She turned around and saw the willow leaf was lodged into the tree trunk like a piece of metal.

“Turning a piece of leaf into a weapon? That’s crazy!”

The old man’s heart was caught in his throat during the turn of event. Seeing the girl was unharmed, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He smiled wryly, “I have never even dreamed of seeing such martial arts skills during my lifetime. No… this is not martial arts; this is… something far more powerful. Even I wouldn’t be able to withstand such a blow much less, my granddaughter.”

So saying, the old man came up to Chen Fan and saluted him, “It was an honor to meet you, grand-master!” the old man spoke with great emotion in his voice. Never had he thought that he would encounter a hermit grandmaster, a very young one while at it!

The old man wagered that he might be the only person who could comprehend the full power of this young man. He doubted that he could find anyone in China who was more powerful than him.

Zi Qing ran to the willow tree and pulled out the willow leaf with much difficulty, and then she turned to Chen Fan and looked at him incredulously.

“How did you do it?” She murmured.

Even the man in the car was shocked by the development. He almost forgot that he was still holding the gun in his hand.

What was the point of using a gun when his opponent was faster than a bullet?