66 Fake Snake (1/2)

Just like the previous day, Xue Wei was eating on his own while Lan joined the captains, generals, and the commander at the podium that was at the opposite end of the kitchen in the dining hall's tent.

The food was not as extravagant as it had been the night before, but it was not much worse either.

There were almost no mortal plants or meats in the meal; all of it was beneficial to cultivators, to increase their cultivation base, to purify their bodies of pill toxins or imperfections, including various plants to strengthen the body itself.

Xue Wei ensured that he ate every single last bite on his plate before he rose from his seat and went outside the tent to wait for Lan.

Usually, he would never wait for that madman of a prophet, but since the latter had promised to teach him something today, he was secretly feeling excited.

After seeing how easily Lan had taught him how to compress his voice, he felt that Lan was a great teacher. Although he had many shortcomings, he did have a great ability to teach Xue Wei.

As Xue Wei waited, he had expected that the other geniuses in the camp would single him out again, but to his big surprise none of them even spared him a glance, something that made him feel much more comfortable.

Being ignored was something he was used to, and this was something he found strangely comfortable, since he genuinely did not like it when they paid too much attention to him.

”Waiting for me? I feel special and grateful. Are you perhaps finally willing to join my collection?”

Lan's voice sounded next to Xue Wei. This time, it was not low, and it was not compressed either.

A group of geniuses was present, and their eyes bulged, their jaws dropping and their heads shaking as they stared at Xue Wei and Lan, waiting to hear whatever the answer was. Their shock came from hearing Lan asking whether or not Xue Wei wanted to join his collection. Was this esteemed prophet collecting humans?

Suddenly, some of them felt sorry for Xue Wei. Was this prophet really such a person? In that case, had they not been fortunate to avoid the attention of this prophet?

The female geniuses in the Genius Camp, albeit few, were just as shocked. Some of them had harbored dreams about becoming his sweetheart and entering the Center of the Continent together with him.

Xue Wei was aware that Lan was doing all of this on purpose. Xue Wei felt that the prophet wanted to destroy his dignity throughout.

”Why don't you stop this already?” Xue Wei sighed and shook his head. He was annoyed, but for some reason, his killing intent was no longer rising.

”Well then, follow me,” Lan said as he started walking away from the many staring geniuses. Xue Wei shook his head.

Lan was aware that Xue Wei knew the truth about him, that everything he did was for the sake of causing problems.

”Still, this is entertaining,” Lan said out loud as he chuckled, not caring about Xue Wei hearing him at all, towards which the latter just sighed.

”I better learn something good from this,” he said, uncaring of whether anyone heard him or not.

As they reached one of the fields outside, they saw that everywhere they looked, experts were training. There was no one close to them, and they could train on their own, but others would be able to observe them.

”This'll do,” Lan chuckled and looked at Xue Wei. ”Display your attacks, attack me with everything you have!”

Xue Wei, not needing to hear this twice, instantly used the Forbidden Rush Movement Technique to lessen the distance between him and Lan.

Azure Light Finger!

The Azure Light Finger shot out and headed straight for Lan while Xue Wei followed up. The next moment, Xue Wei had already traversed the distance between his original position and Lan, arriving right next to the prophet and sending out a Shattering Mountain Palm.

The Azure Light Finger hit Lan straight on his chest, but nothing happened; his clothes were not even dusty from the two attacks that had successively landed in the same spot.

Xue Wei knew that Lan was strong. But to not even be able to leave a single speck of dust on Lan's clothes was shocking to the extreme.

”If those two attacks cannot do anything, then let us try something else!” Xue Wei grinned, finally feeling energized as he let go of all of his troubles and submerged himself completely in the feeling of fighting Lan.

Although Lan was not doing anything at all in return and just standing there, allowing all the attacks to land on him, Xue Wei still felt much better after letting go of it all.

Xue Wei, who had realized that neither his Shattering Mountain Palm nor his Azure Light Finger worked, quickly changed to the Sacrificial Stab.

The Sacrificial Stab was able to sacrifice the soul of any person that was killed with this attack, but when he created a sword from Inner Might, he found that Sacrificial Stab was also incapable of even scratching the prophet's clothes.

After trying everything he had at his disposal, time and time again, Xue Wei found that he could not do anything to Lan, so he came to a standstill back at his original position.

He was breathing heavily as he had used attack after attack, depended on his Forbidden Rush repeatedly, and also executed his profound technique the Inner Might.