Hearing Old Man Mengâs words, the elder in the purple robe laughed with a surprised expression, âItâs been a long time since youâve admired a young man so much. Still, Yang Zhen is quite impressive. Besides his unconventional personality, his talent and temperament are second to none.â
Old Man Meng smirked triumphantly and said, âOf course! The young ones I admire, how could they fall short in temperament and talent? So what if theyâre unconventional or somewhat problematic? Who hasnât gone through being young?â
Feng Jingtu watched the two elders sing Yang Zhenâs praises with wry smiles. Yang Zhenâs character was more than just unconventional; he was problematically stubborn to his core. Guo Jing, a man of great integrity who, despite his greed and narrow-mindedness, was still an influential figure in Mountain and River City, was scared shitless by Yang Zhen. Even if his cultivation wasnât ruined in the future, heâd still be too embarrassed to show his face.
Offending anyone was better than offending Yang Zhen. This lesson was something that Feng Jingtu had learned in recent days.
While the public reputation of Yang Zhen was not good, Yang Zhen was not too ruthless towards his enemies. He was simply brutally frank, often making people wish they were dead. However, from the information Feng Jingtu had gathered these past few days, he inadvertently realized that although Yang Zhen might appear selfish and too straightforward, he was one of the most broad-minded and self-sacrificing people Feng Jingtu had ever seen.
And that was what scared him. This summary indicated that Yang Zhen was either a cunning man or a man with great wisdom. The way he handled matters was what truly took Feng Jintu by surprise.
So when others looked bewildered at the two peak Mahayana Phase powerhousesâ praises of Yang Zhen, Feng Jingtu understood the thoughts of the two elders. Only someone with a high level of understanding could appreciate the unrestrained state Yang Zhen reached to accomplish such feats.
Yang Zhen seemed almost mad but those who genuinely understood him were few. Being understood was a form of liberation.
Yang Zhen, still at the small mansion, wasnât aware of the high praises the two peak Mahayana Phase elders and Feng Jingtu had for him. But even if he knew, he would probably just be bewildered and tell the three of them, âYouâre overthinking!â
As Feng Jingtu was lost in thought, Meng Tinghao and the elder in the purple robe suddenly trembled violently. They exchanged a glance and in surprise jumped out of the council hall, heading towards the direction of the small mansion.
This sudden movement startled everyone in the council hall, especially Feng Jingtu. He thought something had happened at the mansion, so he immediately changed his expression, called out, and rushed towards the mansion.
Halfway there, Feng Jingtu quivered all over, finally understanding why the two peak Mahayana Phase powerhouses would suddenly leave the council hall.
In mid-air, an untraceable, strange aura was lingering around the small mansion, spreading more and more outward. Feng Jingtu was sure that this aura was being emitted from the mansion, and that this aura hadnât been there before.
Something must have happened at the mansion. As for whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, the expression on the faces of the two peak Mahayana Phase powerhouses gave it away.
Feng Jingtuâs expression darkened, and upon arriving next to the small mansion, he was stopped by Meng Tinghao.
Meng Tinghao, who usually had a fiery temper, was now being solemn. He stared in the direction of the small mansion and said, âHow strange. Even I have never encountered such an aura. Itâs not like True Essence, nor Wen Qi, and it doesnât seem like the energy fluctuations emitted by formations. What kind of power is this?â
The face of the elder in the purple robe abruptly changed, and he exclaimed in shock, âCould it be⦠Void Power?â
âWhat?â Meng Tinghao shook violently, and he looked at the elder in the purple robe in disbelief, shaking his head and saying,
âNo, I once felt a trace of Void Power. Although it was strange, it wasnât as lingering as the aura now. It has a sharpness similar to that of a space fragment. Obviously, the rumor that Yang Zhen has mastered Void Power is a bit exaggerated. This boy Yang Zhen, how much power has he actually mastered? Doesnât he understand the saying that being greedy will lead to indigestion?â
Hearing Meng Tinghaoâs words, the elder in the purple robe looked at him with a strange expression, and it was clear that Meng Tinghao had really developed a liking for Yang Zhen.
The elder in the purple robe took a deep breath and said with some regret, âElder Feng was the first among us to reach the threshold of the Mahayana Phase. Now that we are at the peak of the Mahayana Phase, he is⦠I donât know if Yang Zhen truly has a way to heal Elder Fengâs injuries.â
âEven if we could treat him, it would be extremely difficult for Elder Feng to survive, let alone maintain his cultivation,â Meng Tinghao exclaimed admirably before speaking to Feng Jingtu, âKid, donât have high expectations. As for cultivation, as long as thereâs life, you will slowly recover it. Donât worry, with us old fellows around, Feng Family wonât be in any trouble.â
Feng Jingtu chuckled bitterly and said, âElder, you worry too much. How could I have such unrealistic hopes in this situation? As long as Yang Zhen can save my grandfather, both I and the entire Feng Family will be tremendously grateful. We would never dare to hope that Yang Zhen can preserve my grandfatherâs strength.â
âGood that you understand. Among the younger generation of the Feng Family, only you and that little girl Feng Lingqiao show any sign of spiritual talent. Donât let down Elder Fengâs expectations of you.â
Upon saying this, Meng Tinghaoâs expression changed. He gave an exclamation, âWhy has it stopped? Iâm going to check.â
That eerie and indescribable aura indeed disappeared. Upon hearing this, Feng Jingtuâs face turned grave. The cessation indicated a far from optimistic situation. However, when Meng Tinghao expressed his desire to check, Feng Jingtu hurriedly stopped him, shaking his head and saying, âElder, Yang Zhen said that no one should disturb him during this time. I dare not take this lightly, you seeâ¦â
Meng Tinghao glared at him, about to reprimand Feng Jingtu, but then he snorted and said, âFine, I want to see what this Yang Zhen can do. Can he really heal an old fellow, whoâs one foot in the grave, with such a shattered body and make him jump around?â
Upon hearing this, Meng Tinghao paused and laughed bitterly. Those who knew Old Man Mengâs character understood, but those who didnât were likely to get into a fight with him upon hearing these words.
The elderly man in the purple robe was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry, watching the small building with a complex expression.
In the bamboo hut, Yang Zhen opened his eyes in surprise, looking at Elder Feng, who was still lying on the bed, and muttered to himself, âDamn, what just happened?â
âYou⦠had a realization.â
Elder Fengâs voice came through, carrying a tone of astonishment. Yang Zhen could tell from the perplexed tone of the old manâs psychic message that he was caught off guard.
Yang Zhen said somewhat guiltily, âOh, sorry about that. I got lost in my thoughts just now and had a sudden realization. Iâll start over, donât worry. I have a clue now. It wonât take too long this time.â
Elder Feng: ââ¦â
The so-called Heavenly Realm represents unity with nature!
Yang Zhen could have realizations under various conditions, which besides his exceptional talent, had to do with his state of mind. After nine years of compulsory education, was his divergent thinking just for fun?
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and slowly placed his hand on Elder Feng. Even this old man who had lived a lifetime was terrified by the contact. His battered body shivered, almost collapsing.
âDamn, mate, donât be so nervous!â
Yang Zhen was also frightened. It took a great deal of courage for him to reach out. If the old man got agitated and ended up falling apartâ¦
That would be truly outrageous.
But Yang Zhen didnât care about such trivial matters. What he realized just then was rather amazing and he still hadnât gotten over it.