72 Brave Youngster, Quickly Create Strange Foundation (1/2)

Non-Phase Peak, Spirit Sword Mountain.

Inside the rustic wooden hut, the Master and disciple sat facing each other. The disciple respectfully brewed a cup of hot tea and then offered it to his Master.

The Master felt extremely flattered and immediately inspected the tea using more than ten kinds of spells. After determining that there was no poison in it, she cautiously took a sip.

Hmm, this was worthy to be the Non-Phase Peak tea: bitter and tart, absolutely the tea dregs.

The Master nodded with satisfaction. Indeed, he was worthy to be her disciple; he has inherited the spirit of hard work and simple living. If he kept on like this, he would be able to save a bit.

“Little Wang Lu, why is your face looking like you’re constipating, is there something you want to ask?”

Wang Lu, of course, has something to ask. Since his Master came back from wandering outside, she brought with her a series of surprises, so the questions in Wang Lu’s heart had already piled up.

For example, her chivalric action that was completely against her character: the “Jindan defeat the Yuanying” duel, the mysterious Heart’s Dao...

Too many questions appeared in his mind all at once, making it difficult for him to choose which one to ask first. However, he was, after all, Wang Lu. He combed through the questions once again, and he set them in order of importance from top to bottom. He then asked the most important question first.

“Master, can you explain how you end up having an affair with Seventh Martial Uncle?”

“Puft!”

A mouthful of tea was completely sprayed out and landed on her clothes, which revealed the enticing scenery behind it. However, the woman in white was too shocked to care about it; she inexplicably asked, “You little kid, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? There is nothing shady between Seventh Junior Brother and me!”

Wang Lu nodded in agreement. “Yes, There’s really nothing shady with chocolate milk.”

“Sh*t! Chocolate milk your ass! You’re still young, where did you learn such a nasty thought? See how I’m going to wash your brain!”

The woman in white righteously reprimanded her disciple, then her finger stretched out as fast as a bullet, and an invisible sword qi, out of the blue, stabbed Wang Lu’s forehead.

Naturally, there was nothing lethal with this sword qi. Not only was the strength only a thousandth of the strength of a Jindan, but it also wasn't sharp at all… However, receiving such an invisible sword stab, it would undoubtedly cause a normal person to suffer a concussion for two or three days.

However, the moment the sword qi entered his body, Wang Lu’s body shook, and his two hundred and six Non-Phase Sword Bones spontaneously vibrated together and completely dispersed the strength of that sword qi. Although the powerful impact still brought him pain, it was irrelevant.

“What!?”

This sudden change also surprised his Master. “You’ve reached the eighth layer of Sword Bone!? Kid, what a progress you’ve got here. In just a month, you have actually completed the eighth layer… Wait a minute, you’re already…”

While speaking, Wang Wu suddenly launched another sword qi. This time, the strength was still not strong, and it also wasn’t as fast as the previous one, but it actually carried a greater danger. This sharp sword qi was intended to stab Wang Lu’s Primordial Spirit so that he would suffer a severe pain in his mind.

However, before the sword qi reached him, Wang Lu jerked up his right hand and stretched out his middle finger to the front straight at that sword qi.

Pch!

After a dull thumping sound, all the bones in Wang Lu’s body trembled and his organs seemed to displace, causing him to suddenly have the urge to throw up… But ultimately, the strength of the sword qi was dissolved.

“... Not bad, that sword qi just now could seriously injure a low-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, but you can withstand it without suffering any injury. Obviously, the Ninth layer of the Sword Bone has passed through its first level; the pace of your progression is truly one of a kind.”

While talking, the woman in white deeply wrinkled her brows. “With your Void Spirit Root qualification and outstanding perception, I'm not surprised that your cultivation speed have surpassed my expectation. However, I don’t remember having taught you the method to cultivate the ninth layer of Sword Bone, and it’s impossible for you to think about it yourself. So who taught you?”

Wang Lu struggled to answer. “Seventh Martial Uncle.”

The woman in white suddenly smirked. “Oooh? Seventh Martial Uncle is it? Is that Seventh Martial Uncle with his large tool? While I was not here, the two of you actually have a good relationship!”

Wang Lu laughed. “... It’s not! Seventh Martial Uncle said, Fifth Senior Sister’s child is also his child! Thanks to your affair with him, I can acquire his help, that’s why my cultivation has improved greatly!”

“Oh, so now you’re Seventh Junior Brother’s child? Did you pay respect to him as your godfather?”

……

The two Master and disciple continued their verbal attack at each other for a long time. At the same time, on the Clear Sky Peak, a simple and honest black man who was tending the spirit plants constantly sneezed. Finally, the two people felt bored and, as if by prior agreement, stopped their bickering.

“Tell me, what is it that you really want to ask?”

Wang Lu looked at his Master, who presently behaved like someone who has no manners at all, and then thought about how, some time ago,she heroically crushed a Daoist Master of Yuanying Stage’s Heart’s Dao just by talking. He could not help but exclaim, “Master, you really know how to hide the real you!”

His Master grunted, took another sip of that shoddy tea, and then said, “Of course I can’t just casually expose it for others to see. That’s the matter of the sect that wishes to look for a silly woman who knows no limit; no matter what, I come from a respectable family, you know.”

“... No, I was referring to the previous duel. Master, you’re off the track.”

The woman in white sipped the tea again, trying to hide her embarrassment. “Oh, you mean that duel. It’s actually not that big of a deal. He’s just a waste Yuanying that is easy to deal with. Why are you making a fuss about it?”

A waste Yuanying? Easy to deal with? What Wang Wu said was, in fact, an understatement. If a Yuanying was really so worthless, they could not be called a Yuanying and held a deep respect from the others.

In fact, in the Immortal Cultivation World, over ninety percent cultivators who tried to fight another cultivator on a higher cultivation stage failed miserably and even ended up courting a disaster for themselves. A higher cultivation stage would often mean an overall suppression of the stage below it, so it was easier said than done to defeat a higher stage cultivator. Not to mention that no matter how unbearable Daoist Master Zhifeng was, in the end, he was still a Yuanying cultivator from a top sect; his foundation was certainly several times stronger than the same stage cultivator from third rate sects...

Thus, his Master’s easy victory seemed incredible to Wang Lu. Although he has heard from other people that his Master seemed to have a reputation as the number one Jindan cultivator in the world, even if that rumor was true, she was still a Jindan Stage cultivator, which has a deep gap with the Yuanying Stage.