Chapter 38: The Fake Big Shot in Complete Confusion
Lu Yu stared blankly at Li Cheng in front of him. He had merely quoted a life philosophy from the Tao Te Ching.
And now you’ve had an epiphany?
This is too absurd! If reciting the Tao Te Ching led to enlightenment, why hadn’t I become immortal despite memorizing it?
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Lu Yu’s mind brimmed with sarcastic thoughts. He wished he could grab Li Cheng and examine his brain to see if its structure differed from his own.
But such thoughts remained just that. After all, he was still a cool, emotionless powerhouse and couldn’t stoop to such petty actions.
Xu Xiaoqing, watching the scene, exclaimed in amazement:
“I’ve read about this in books. It seems like he’s had a Daoist enlightenment and broken through his limits!”
Lu Yu cast her a sidelong glance. Wasn’t that obvious?
He simply hadn’t expected that such a casual remark would trigger enlightenment!
If he started spouting more profound lines like “The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao” or “The best virtue is like water,” would this guy ascend directly to the Moonlight Realm—or even rise to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with evil gods?
Li Cheng, oblivious to Lu Yu’s thoughts, sat cross-legged with closed eyes, spiritual energy flowing like a serene stream.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
His energy fluctuations stirred up fierce winds that caused the peach trees in the courtyard to sway violently, showering the area with falling petals—a breathtaking rain of blossoms.
Amid this floral downpour, an oppressive Morning Star aura radiated from Li Cheng, making everyone present feel suppressed, struggling to resist.
The only one unaffected was Lu Yu.
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He had once faced the projection of an evil god and felt its terrifying aura—vast and abyssal.
Compared to that, Li Cheng’s aura was like an ant before a dragon.
Having seen the dragon, how could Lu Yu be intimidated by an ant? His calm demeanor only heightened the reverence of those around him.
Above the courtyard, powerful energy converged into a funnel-like vortex over ten meters high, pouring its might into the courtyard.
This spectacle did not go unnoticed by the night market’s crowd.
“What a massive energy surge! What’s happening?” someone shouted.
“Could a treasure be emerging with such immense energy gathering?”
A companion nearby interjected:
“Have you ever seen a treasure manifest inside a city? And even if it were, would you dare to snatch it?”
The first person’s face stiffened, recalling the formidable figures like the Yellow-Clad King and the market’s mysterious overseers. He forced a laugh and fell silent.
Meanwhile, Sun Jun, hidden in a corner, was nearly trembling with excitement. His eyes sparkled as he muttered:
“Material! All of this is prime storytelling material! This trip has been worth it. I’m not just boasting to ordinary people now; I’m bragging to those who didn’t show up, especially that jerk who called me a tool and blocked me!”
Thinking of that person soured Sun Jun’s expression, but he quickly dismissed the thought. After all, that ordinary mortal could never access the mystical world.
Back in the courtyard, Li Cheng gradually withdrew his oppressive aura, though his face showed signs of struggle, indicating he was hitting a bottleneck.
Behind him, Ghost Bear finally realized Lu Yu had been guiding his master all along—his earlier outburst had been a grave misunderstanding.
If his behavior had caused offense, leading to conflict, he would be eternally remorseful.
With that realization, Ghost Bear dropped to his knees with a thud, his forehead slamming into the ground as he reverently pleaded:
“It was my ignorance that led me to offend you, my lord. Punish me as you see fit!”
Blood trickled from his forehead, staining his rugged face, but he kept bowing repeatedly, determined to atone for his mistakes.
“A loyal protector!” Lu Yu silently praised. Yet, he didn’t immediately intervene.
Despite Ghost Bear’s loyalty, he wasn’t Lu Yu’s subordinate. A stern warning was necessary to avoid appearing weak and inviting future disrespect.
Ghost Bear kept bowing, his repeated impacts producing dull thuds. Even Ma Yang nodded approvingly, while Xu Xiaoqing looked concerned but remained silent.
After over thirty bows, Ghost Bear’s face was drenched in blood, and he was visibly dizzy when Lu Yu finally spoke:
“That’s enough.”
Ghost Bear exhaled heavily, collapsing on the ground as he began regulating his breathing.
Meanwhile, Li Cheng’s eyes slowly opened, and within them gleamed the brilliance of distant stars…