Fusu: I Think Highly of the Daoist School

"Hahaha, Young Hero Su is right. I really should thank you properly."

A hearty laugh came from outside the courtyard. Immediately afterward, an old man in a blue-green robe appeared before Su Chen and Fusu.

The old man was none other than Bei Mingzi of the Daoist School's Heavenly Sect.

Bei Mingzi's sudden appearance gave Fusu a fright, and he instinctively stepped back.

"Your Highness Fusu, there is no need to be nervous. I mean no harm." Bei Mingzi chuckled. He did not seem to move, yet an invisible force spread from his body.

The next second, something miraculous happened.

Fusu was clearly stepping backward, yet his path of movement carried him forward.

It was as though someone had used some transcendent technique to reverse the directions of the space around Fusu.

Su Chen's eyes flickered at the sight, and he thought, Interesting.

Bei Mingzi's move was astonishing even to Su Chen.

After all, all of Su Chen's martial arts had been honed for killing, focused on violent slaughter and conquest. He possessed none of Bei Mingzi's exquisitely subtle arts.

Now, Bei Mingzi's marvelous technique of reversing directions had truly broadened Su Chen's horizons.

"Wonderful," Su Chen praised.

Bei Mingzi smiled faintly. "It is merely a trifling parlor trick, unworthy of mention. I have made Young Hero Su laugh."

"I must also thank Young Hero Su for helping my disciple break through her shackles and take her state of mind to a higher level."

A hint of surprise flashed through Su Chen's eyes. "Wait, your disciple really achieved enlightenment? Are all you Daoist School people like this, able to gain enlightenment anytime, anywhere?"

As soon as he said this, both Fusu and Bei Mingzi were dumbfounded.

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Wait, had he not just confidently declared that this humiliation would be a