Chapter 109: A Genius? Old Feuds! The Hidden Family!

Chapter 109: A Genius? Old Feuds! The Hidden Family!

Su Changqing looked at the stone axe in his hand and then at the scattered puppet remains, his eyes filled with confusion.

In his mind, such precious resources should have required immense effort to obtain, right?

But this...

Just one swing of the axe, and over a dozen puppets of the same realm were shattered?

"Am I... too strong?"

Su Changqing, who had always thought of himself as mediocre, felt a spark of the idea that he might be exceptionally powerful.

With a mix of doubt and hidden excitement, Su Changqing took the jade bottle and left the resource tower.

A flash of light, and he was back on the familiar mountain.

"Brother, you're out so quickly? How did it go?"

Wu Yong asked with feigned curiosity.

"Those puppets... seem a bit weak?"

Su Changqing asked uncertainly, "Is it really that easy for others to pass the trials?"

Wu Yong inwardly chuckled with pride.

Weak?

That’s right!

These trials had been weakened by fifty percent; any disciple could pass them.

But he still pretended to be surprised:

"Weak? No way, facing over a dozen puppets of the same realm is usually very difficult for most disciples."

"Even a slight misstep can result in serious injury. And this is just the simplest outer gate resource tower."

As he spoke, he looked at Su Changqing with 'shock,' "Brother actually finds them weak?"

"Could it be that Brother is a hidden genius in the outer gate!"

Hearing Wu Yong's words, Su Changqing's mind buzzed.

Growing up, this was the first time someone had called him a genius.

Most importantly, the evidence was right in front of him!

"I..."

Su Changqing looked at his hands, his voice trembling, "I'm actually a genius!"

...

"Ha, what a situation."

Hidden in the shadows, Uncle Fu listened to their conversation, his expression complex.

Wu Yong had lied to Su Changqing, thinking he wasn’t a genius.

But Su Changqing believed he was, and he really was!

The trials Wu Yong thought were weakened were actually at their true difficulty.

Over a dozen puppets of the same realm were indeed strong, but Su Changqing could muster thirty thousand pounds of divine strength with a single swing of his arms.

That was on par with the peak of the Divine Body Realm; ten more puppets would just be more meat on the chopping block.

And in this accidental discovery, Su Changqing had somehow awakened to his true potential?

"Should we intervene? The Domain Lord didn’t want the Young Master to know his talent, right?"

Uncle Fu asked Wu Jiuling.

Wu Jiuling pondered for a moment and shook his head, "It's still within our control. Let it be for now."

"Confidence is crucial when one starts cultivating. Using this to build Su Changqing's belief in his invincibility isn’t a bad thing."

"If things go wrong later, we can always use some tricks to fix it."

Uncle Fu chuckled, "That's a good idea. Let the Young Master get used to it."

"Better than him being unable to handle the truth later."

Wu Jiuling smiled in agreement, but then his brows furrowed as a sharp pain shot through his body.

This time, he hadn’t been drinking. Instead, he formed a seal with his fingers, and the array diagram before him flashed. A lotus seed emitting a rich fragrance appeared in his hand.

Since Su Nan had given permission to use the resources within the great array, why should Wu Jiuling be polite?

Besides, the Wu family would cover the costs, and he could use some rare treasures to suppress his injuries.

After swallowing the lotus seed, Wu Jiuling’s complexion visibly improved.

"I’ve long heard that you, Senior, once clashed with an Imperial Armament and sustained old injuries."

"Which clan’s Imperial Armament was it, and why did you have a feud?"

Seeing Wu Jiuling’s expression change, Uncle Fu waved his hand, "No need to force yourself, Senior. If it’s inconvenient to share, that’s fine. I was just curious."

Few knew the details of this incident, and Uncle Fu had just asked out of sudden curiosity.

"Hah, after so many years, there’s no need to keep it a secret."

Wu Jiuling took a sip of wine and gazed into the distance, reminiscing, "Actually, I once had another disciple. Though he wasn’t as talented as Changqing, he was still quite capable."

"I had planned to pass on my legacy to him and then follow in the footsteps of the Martial Ancestor, but some unexpected events occurred."

"Heroes often fall for beauty. My disciple fell in love with a woman from a hidden family."

Uncle Fu’s expression changed.

Hidden family! They lived in small, secluded worlds and were terrifying forces beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He hadn’t expected Wu Jiuling’s injuries to be related to a hidden family.

Wu Jiuling didn’t notice Uncle Fu’s reaction.

He sipped his wine and softly recounted the past.

"This was supposed to be a good thing. As his master, I even brought heavy gifts to propose a marriage, but the result... was humiliation!"

Wu Jiuling gritted his teeth, maintaining a calm tone, "They smashed my gifts, insulted me, and beat my disciple."

“Hidden clans, how arrogant they are.”

“I stormed out in a fit of rage, breaking my cup and sternly warning him to forget about that woman.”

“But even my strict command couldn’t overcome his love. He still went secretly.”

“And he never came back.”

Wu Jiuling took a large gulp of strong liquor, spilling it over his chest without a care.

He laughed, gripping his wine gourd and pointing it toward the distance.

“I tore apart their world, shattered their gates, and forced their ancient ancestor to appear.”

“But in the end, I was defeated by their complete imperial weapon and couldn’t even retrieve my disciple’s body.”

“That day, I swore a Dao oath. One day, I would return with new disciples and step on the Liu family!”

“I will show them how the master and fellow disciples of that young man who died at the Liu family’s hands will avenge his humiliation!”

Wu Jiuling’s chest heaved, and after a long moment, he gave a bitter laugh.

“Unfortunately, I underestimated the residual Dao aura of the imperial weapon. I was left with only a broken body, with no hope of revenge.”

“But,”

His gaze turned to the distant Su Changqing, filled with relief.

“My disciple will fulfill my wish, retrieving his senior brother’s remains and wiping away the disgrace.”

“That day will not be far off!”

Listening to Wu Jiuling’s past, Uncle Fu sighed deeply.

If not for that incident, Wu Jiuling would have long since reached the peak, ranking alongside the other domain lords.

Unfortunately, Wu Jiuling’s fiery temper and intolerance for injustice led him to challenge an imperial weapon to avenge his disciple, resulting in his current state.

“The Liu family.”

Uncle Fu sighed inwardly, “If Wu Senior’s injuries were to heal, even with an imperial weapon, they would tremble.”

“A peak Near-Emperor with nothing to lose would be a nightmare for any force.”

“Unfortunately,”

Looking at the prematurely aged Wu Jiuling, Uncle Fu shook his head.

But just as he was lost in thought, his divine sense stirred, and he let out a light exclamation, looking down the mountain.

“Why would the disciples of Buddha Peak come to the outer sect?”

Wu Jiuling glanced and chuckled softly, “It seems Su Nan’s plan has succeeded. The fish has taken the bait.”

...

At the foot of the mountain.

Wuchen and Mingxin stood far away, looking at the small mountain peak, communicating telepathically.

“It’s been five or six days. Why hasn’t he come out yet? Isn’t he going to challenge the Resource Tower?”

“Did you forget? He’s still a mortal, not yet a cultivator. His divine body is probably not yet formed.”

“This is troublesome. We finally persuaded Shanming. How long will we have to wait?”

Wuchen and Mingxin frowned, their expressions troubled.

To obtain Su Changqing’s Heavenly Buddha Body, they had racked their brains and finally came up with a plan.

A wager!

A few days ago, they used ‘various connections’ to persuade an elder of Buddha Peak.

The elder then ‘convinced’ the peak master Shanming to arrange a wager.

The conditions were simple: both parties must be of the same realm, and the stakes must be one of the Eight Treasures of the Heavenly Buddha.

Whoever lost, lost, and to ensure fairness, both parties could set up barriers to prevent interference.

Since force didn’t work, they would win openly!

Now, the plan was almost set, but an unexpected issue arose.

Su Changqing’s realm was too low, and they couldn’t find anyone suitable to wager against him.

“Su Changqing is not weak. Ordinary people at the same realm can’t beat him.”

Thinking of Su Changqing in the Ten Thousand Laws Map, Wuchen said solemnly, “Our most outstanding young disciples at Spirit Mountain are mostly at the peak of the Divine Body Realm. Su Changqing won’t reach that level anytime soon.”

“But if we choose someone randomly, they might not be a match for Su Changqing.”

He had fought Su Changqing before and knew how formidable he was.

“Don’t worry, the Buddha Master takes this matter very seriously and has already chosen someone.”

“Once Su Changqing’s divine body is fully formed and he agrees to the wager, we’re guaranteed to win!”

Compared to the cautious Wuchen, Mingxin was very confident.

“Oh?”

Wuchen was startled, “The Buddha Master personally chose someone? Who from Spirit Mountain?”

“It’s not from Spirit Mountain.”

Mingxin shook his head and looked into the distance, smiling confidently.

“It’s a prodigy from a hidden clan, with an incredibly strong divine body, nearly invincible at the same realm. He’s already fully formed.”

“Once Su Changqing breaks through, the other party can come to the Little Immortal Sect anytime.”

Wuchen was shocked, “A prodigy from a hidden clan? Do you know which clan?”

Mingxin frowned, thinking for a moment, unsure.

“I asked my Spirit Mountain peers. The hidden clan that visited Spirit Mountain recently seems to be...”

“Liu?”

(End of Chapter)

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