Master Senior Brother

Li Banfeng sat in his Portable Abode, looking at Hong Ying with long spear, and said with concern, "Sister, you've suffered these past few days."

"Pah!" Hong Ying spat. "You heartless man, who's your sister?!"

"Keep your voice down, don't wake your Wife."

While the record player was asleep, Li Banfeng took the opportunity to fawn over Hong Ying: "Girl, I can see that there's still affection between you and your Wife. What's the unresolved issue? Tell me about it."

Hong Ying sneered, "We've had so many grudges between us, I've lost count. Which one do you want to hear?"

Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Let's not talk about things that might hurt our feelings. I just want to hear about your battles, especially the parts where it was a fight to the death."

He wanted to know the fifth level of the Travel Cultivator Technique. Hong Ying was a high-level Travel Cultivator Technique. She knew the technique and the key points. The only problem was how to get her to reveal the technique without letting his Wife know.

Hong Ying sneered, "Did that Wicked Woman send you to probe me? You heartless man, tell that Wicked Woman to give up on me. She'll never get a single truth out of me in her life."

Li Banfeng sighed, "Why are you doing this? We're like sisters, can't we talk things out if there's a misunderstanding?"

"Fine, I'll go along with you. I won't ask about the whole story, just tell me how you fought."

Hong Ying snorted, "I'm not going to talk to you, what can you do about it?"

Li Banfeng sighed again and said, "Why get angry? I'm only doing this for your own good."

As he spoke, Li Banfeng took out a bottle of Snow Cream, dipped it in some ointment, and applied it to Hong Ying's body.

Hong Ying shuddered and angrily retorted, "Why are you touching me?"

Li Banfeng lowered his voice and said, "Keep your voice down, don't let my Wife hear. This is medicine for wounds, for pain relief."

This is not just idle talk; this is a wound medicine made by Wine Gourd using medicinal wine and Snow Cream.

Hong Ying struggled for a moment. "I don't need your flattery. You and that Wicked Woman are cut from the same cloth. You must have conspired to scheme against me. Stay away from me. Don't... don't... over there... you can apply more."

Hong Ying has indeed suffered quite a few injuries during this period. Although her true form is no longer there, she is not unaware of pain.

"I told you to apply more over there, not here..."

"Which place exactly?" Li Banfeng asked anxiously.

Hong Ying snorted coldly and said, "What's your hurry? It's not you who's in pain."

"I'm just... worried about you."

After applying ointment, Li Banfeng rubbed his hands together and said, "Girl, tell me first how you two fought back then?"

Hong Ying snorted coldly, "Why do you keep asking this?"

"Aren't I helping you resolve your grievances?"

"The feud between her and me is irreconcilable, and there are some things I don't want to mention anymore."

Not going to mention it?

If you hadn't mentioned it, wouldn't I have wasted my time?

Li Banfeng lost his patience and prepared to press for answers.

Sizzle~ Sizzle~ Sizzle~

The Wife exhaled a few breaths of steam, yawned, and woke up.

"Hey, what's that smell? Snow Cream? You bitch, why do you smell like Snow Cream?"

Hong Ying was very nervous. "What Snow Cream? Are you still half asleep?!"

"No, it smells like Snow Cream!" The record player's large speaker turned towards Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng took out a bottle of Snow Cream and applied a layer to his face. "My skin has been a bit dry these past two days, so I applied some Snow Cream."

Sizzle~

The record player enveloped Li Banfeng in a puff of steam. "Husband, I've never heard you mention the dry season before. Why are you suddenly being so particular today?"

Li Banfeng explained, "Because it's especially dry today."

"What's so special about it?" The steam suddenly heated up, and the record player roared, "You lunatic! This slut has only been here a few days and you've already hooked up with her, putting such good stuff on her. When have you ever been so considerate to me?"

Li Banfeng glared at her and said, "Wife, that's not how it works. I've applied plenty of rouge, face powder, Snow Cream to you."

"Ugh!" The Wife was even more furious. "You really dare to compare me to this wretched hussy!"

Hong Ying shouted angrily, "Who are you calling a slut? Aren't you a wicked Wicked Woman too?"

"You madman, I'll settle the score with you later!" After releasing Li Banfeng, the record player started fighting with Hong Ying. Hong Ying couldn't fight back, but she didn't back down either.

Li Banfeng took the opportunity to escape from Portable Abode, rubbing his forehead, troubled by the matter of the fifth level of skill.

What exactly is the fifth level of skill?

Is this the technique of Cut Path Opening Road that the Wife mentioned before?

What are the key techniques?

If Hong Ying refuses to talk about it, who else can we ask?

Go to Medicine King Gully to find Carriage Driver?

We can't even get out of this godforsaken place now, how are we going to get back to Medicine King Gully?

Even if I get back to Medicine King Gully, the Carriage Driver might not be willing to help me.

The skill has reached this level, and very few people know about it; it's not something that money can buy.

Just as he was fretting, Lu Chunying rushed in anxiously. "My Benefactor! Something's happened! Several people have arrived outside the stronghold, and judging by their demeanor, they've been sent by the Emperor."

"How many people are there exactly?"

There were four or five, but I was in a hurry and didn't see them clearly.

Li Banfeng checked the magical treasures around him and hurried to the entrance of the mountain stronghold.

Five people were standing at the door. Li Banfeng recognized one of them; it was Ren Wenlie, who had just escaped death from Li Banfeng's clutches.

There were also three young men, all in their twenties, who dared to come with Ren Wenlie, so they must all have some cultivation.

There is one person left.

This person is a bit confused.

Judging from his appearance, this person is not young. Deep wrinkles are etched on his inelastic skin, interspersed with spots of various sizes and colors.

Judging from his physique, this person was very bulky, not strong, nor fat, but rather loosely bulky, as if his flesh and bones were not in his skin, but bound in his clothes.

The obese old man also looked at Li Banfeng.

Ren Wenlie said to the old man, "Senior brother, this is the man we're looking for."

"Oh--"

The old man was none other than Cong Shixiang, Ren Wenlie's senior brother. He let out a low groan, and an aura of decay made Li Banfeng frown.

The other three young men were originally villagers from the neighborhood. Because of their sincerity, they had just received instructions from the sage and were accepted as disciples.

The eldest among them was Jiang Shirong, the second was Pei Maojin, and the youngest was Gao Yangting. Li Banfeng's guess was wrong; none of these three had any cultivation. Ren Wenlie had called them over, saying they were there to assist their senior brother.

Li Banfeng looked at each of the five people one by one. Ren Wenlie wanted to say a few words to Li Banfeng first, Li Banfeng shook his finger, signaling him not to speak.

"You have cultivated both literary and moral virtues, and you escaped this calamity by taking advantage of the two Daoist sects. But this time, you won't be able to leave, and neither will any of you."

Li Banfeng smiled, Ren Wenlie was very nervous, as were his three junior brothers beside him.

Only the eldest brother, Cong Shixiang, remained expressionless; at least Li Banfeng couldn't see any change in the bloated old man.

No Definite Statement had any effect on him.

How high is this person's cultivation level?

Doesn't the Fool Cultivator Technique ignore cultivation level?

As the group confronted each other, Niu Guangda drove two oxen to the entrance of the mountain stronghold.

We've recently stolen a lot of livestock, and we can't eat them all at once, so we'll keep them in the mountain stronghold for now.

Niu Guangda had just returned from herding cattle when he unexpectedly encountered this scene.

He was dumbfounded, and so was the ox.

Li Banfeng shouted, "Go back!"

Niu Guangda led the ox back, but the ox stood still.

Li Banfeng angrily retorted, "I told you to go back!"

Niu Guangda abandoned the cattle and quickly ran back to the mountain stronghold.

Cong Shixiang suddenly appeared in front of Li Banfeng, his bulky body showing no signs of clumsiness.

Li Banfeng took a step back, touching the ground with his toes, and kicked Cong Shixiang in the stomach with his right foot.

This kick was delivered with all my might, yet it felt like stepping into a swamp.

With a soft "plop, "Li Banfeng's foot sank into Cong Shixiang's stomach. Just as he was about to pull it out, Cong Shixiang suddenly grabbed Li Banfeng's calf and bit down.

Not good!

Li Banfeng sensed a strong danger.

Although Cong Shixiang has no teeth, if he were to bite him, his right leg would be crippled.

In a moment of desperation, Li Banfeng pushed off the ground with his left foot, his body suspended in mid-air, and kicked Cong Shixiang in the face with his toe. Using this as leverage, he pulled his right foot out.

As soon as Li Banfeng landed, Cong Shixiang approached again and reached out to grab Li Banfeng's clothes.

Li Banfeng took a small step to get behind Cong Shixiang and hit him on the back of the head with a Rust Pill.

This trick hasn't been used in a long time. Except for when it didn't work on Bagworm Moth Madam, it has never failed before.

Rust Pill hung on the back of Cong Shixiang's head, and a patch of rust spread rapidly.

Just as Li Banfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw Cong Shixiang tear off a piece of flesh from the back of his head.

He dug so deep that the back of his skull was exposed.

Li Banfeng was deeply surprised, but what surprised him even more was yet to come.

Cong Shixiang stuffed the lump of flesh directly into his mouth.

He ate it!

They ate it along with the Rust Pill on the skin.

It's good to eat it; it will definitely turn him into rust.

That's what Li Banfeng thought, but Cong Shixiang didn't turn into rust.

He showed no signs of illness and then launched a fierce attack on Li Banfeng.

Extremely fast, no less than Li Banfeng.

Its strength was immense, far beyond what Li Banfeng could match.

He was in excellent physical condition; not only could fists and feet not hurt him, but Li Banfeng also made several cuts on his body with a sickle, which had no effect whatsoever.

We can't afford to get entangled with someone like him; he's too strong. We must find an opportunity to finish him off as soon as possible.

Li Banfeng drew two short knives and threw them at Cong Shixiang's face.

At the same time, Tang Blade circled around to Cong Shixiang's back.

The Wine Gourd sprayed out a cloud of wine mist, enveloping Cong Shixiang.

He'll be attacked from three sides; let's see how he responds.

Even if Cong Shixiang manages to neutralize all of his subsequent attacks, Li Banfeng's offensive will not stop until he is completely defeated.

What happened next was completely beyond Li Banfeng's expectations.

Cong Shixiang did not dodge, and the short knife was directly stuck in his face.

The short knife rusted quickly, turning into rust residue in the blink of an eye.

Behind Cong Shixiang, the Tang Blade, which was ready to "Every Strike Takes a Head," did not dare to make a move.

If he actually makes a move, the result will be the same as those two short swords—they'll all turn into rusty scraps.

What kind of gate is this?

He ate the Rust Pill, so how did it evolve to have the Rust Pill's functions?

Just as Li Banfeng was in shock, Cong Shixiang Li Banfeng towards him.

PS: Why is this senior disciple not afraid of the Fool Cultivator Technique?