Tian Buyi's Boasting!

Qingyun Sect.

Heaven-Piercing Peak.

This was the core of Qingyun Sect's power, a sacred land revered by the righteous path across the land.

A streak of crimson escape light tore through the clouds, forcefully crashing into this peaceful place.

The escape light dissipated.

Revealing a short, stout figure.

Tian Buyi stood with his hands behind his back in the plaza before Yuqing Hall.

He held his head high.

Normally, when he looked at Heaven-Piercing Peak, he found its grandeur utterly detestable, radiating an air of arrogant pretentiousness.

Today was different.

It looked pleasing to his eye.

Everything he saw was pleasing.

Even the disciples guarding the entrance to Heaven-Piercing Peak didn't seem as repulsive as usual; instead, they appeared... utterly mediocre.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Tian!"

Two disciples guarding the entrance to the hall were startled and quickly bowed.

Yet, they were muttering inwardly.

This head of Great Bamboo Peak rarely visited Heaven-Piercing Peak.

Why was he here today, his face flushed as if he'd struck gold?

"Hmm."

Tian Buyi grunted through his nostrils, acknowledging them.

In the past, he would have already put on an air of leaving.

Today, he walked with deliberate slowness.

One step, two steps.

Each step was taken firmly, the flesh on his plump face trembling slightly with his gait, exuding an indescribable confidence.

Was he here to beg for a favor?

No.

He was here to offer charity.

To give this pitiful Heaven-Piercing Peak a taste of his generosity.

Thinking this.

Tian Buyi adjusted his robes, flicked his wide sleeves, and strode across the threshold.

The hall was deep and quiet.

Incense burned in the censer, fragrant smoke curling upwards.

In the main seat directly above, a Daoist priest sat.

Wearing a dark green Daoist robe, with the bearing of a crane and the posture of a pine, it was the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect, Dao Xuan Zhenren.

At this moment.

Dao Xuan was holding a bamboo scroll, his brow furrowed.

The Demonic Cult was stirring restlessly again.

And troubling news had also come from Fenxiang Valley.

The undercurrents among the three major factions of the righteous path made Dao Xuan uneasy.

Hearing footsteps.

Dao Xuan raised his eyelids.

Upon seeing who it was.

A hint of surprise flickered across his face, and he immediately put down the bamboo scroll in his hand.

"Junior Brother Tian?"

"What wind brings you to my Yuqing Hall today?"

Dao Xuan's voice was gentle, yet it carried an aura of inherent authority.

This fellow who had been holed up in Great Bamboo Peak for a hundred and eighty years without budging.

Suddenly showing up, it could only mean trouble.

Dao Xuan's mind raced through seventeen or eighteen possibilities.

Could it be that Great Bamboo Peak was short on money?

Was this fatty throwing a tantrum with someone again and coming to complain?

Tian Buyi didn't reply immediately.

He slowly walked to the head seat on the left and sat down. He picked up the teacup by his hand, lifted the lid to skim off the foam, and took a leisurely sip.

"Good tea."

"Only here, Senior Brother, can I get such top-grade Cloud Mist Tips."

Tian Buyi praised.

Upon hearing this.

Daoxuan's eyelids twitched.

This fatty is acting strange.

"If Junior Brother likes it, take two catties back when you leave."

"However, you traveled all this way, you're not just here for a cup of tea, are you?"

Daoxuan probed calmly.

Normally, if this guy came.

He'd complain about being poor in three sentences and slam the table cursing in five.

Today, he was so calm and composed; abnormality implies a demon.

Tian Buyi put down his teacup.

The teacup hit the table with a crisp "ding."

"Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother Wan's Slay Ghosts and Gods mental technique, do you remember it all?"

Tian Buyi raised his eyes, staring intently at Daoxuan.

In an instant.

The air in the hall froze.

Daoxuan's hands, which were resting on his knees, suddenly gripped his Daoist robe.

At that moment.

Daoxuan's aura became extremely dangerous.

The usually peaceful Daoist cultivator seemed to instantly transform into a drawn sword.

That name.

That person.

Was the greatest taboo of the entire Qingyun Sect, and also Daoxuan's deepest pain.

"Tian Buyi."

"If you're here to mock me, you can leave now."

"Slay Ghosts and Gods is Junior Brother Wan's unique skill, fierce and explosive, advancing without retreat."

"With your temperament and aptitude, you can't practice it, nor are you worthy of practicing it."

Daoxuan's voice turned cold, no longer addressing him as Junior Brother.

These words were harsh.

If it were in the past, Tian Buyi would have exploded.

Even if he couldn't beat Daoxuan, he would have jumped up and cursed for three days and three nights.

But today...

"I naturally won't practice it."

"I'm already this old, I haven't lived enough, I don't want to practice such a life-risking move."

Tian Buyi wasn't angry.

He even smiled, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

"Then why bring it up?"

Daoxuan stared at Tian Buyi, his eyes sharp.

"I won't practice it."

"But my new disciple wants to learn it."

Tian Buyi leaned forward, a strange expression appearing on his round, plump face.

It was like showing off.

It was also like anticipating some imminent collapse.

"Disciple?"

Daoxuan was stunned.

He stared at Tian Buyi for a long time, as if looking at a madman.

"Are you crazy?"

"With the caliber of your Great Bamboo Peak disciples."

"Let alone Slay Ghosts and Gods, who among them could even use the Divine Sword Thunder Control True Art?"

"If this Slay Ghosts and Gods were passed down to them, it would be their ruin!"

"Within three days, their meridians would absolutely break, and they would die!"

"Tian Buyi, is this how you, as a Master, teach your disciples?"

A moment later.

Daoxuan let out a cold laugh, a hint of disdain appearing on his face.

Regarding the disciples of Great Bamboo Peak.

Daoxuan was aware of them.

Song Daren?

Honest and dull, with mediocre talent.

Du Bishu?

He only gambled all day, never minding his proper business.

Tian Ling'er?

Her talent was passable, but she was a girl. A fierce path like Slay Ghosts and Gods was completely unsuitable for her.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly.

Daoxuan seemed to recall something.

Not long ago.

Tian Buyi had also come to Heaven-Piercing Peak.

He said someone had ambushed Puzhi at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

It was a disciple from Great Bamboo Peak who appeared and saved Puzhi's life.

Based on Daoxuan's understanding of Great Bamboo Peak.

The other disciples of Great Bamboo Peak would absolutely not be able to accomplish such a feat.

The only explanation was.

Tian Buyi had taken in another disciple, and moreover, a genius.

"So..."

"It was your newly accepted disciple?"

After understanding everything.

Daoxuan spoke again, asking tentatively.

"Correct."

"Two years ago, I took in another disciple."

"His name is Ye Xuan, and he is ranked seventh."

Seeing that Daoxuan had already guessed.

Tian Buyi did not hide anything and directly admitted it.

"Two years ago?"

Hearing Tian Buyi's words.

Daoxuan couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

What a joke?

The demonic cult cultivator who dared to ambush Puzhi would not be weak in cultivation.

How could a disciple who had only cultivated for two years be able to save Puzhi?

"Senior Brother!"

"Do you know about the Innate Dao Body?"

Just then.

Tian Buyi spoke again, his tone filled with pride.

"Let me tell you."

"This child, Old Seventh, his talent is truly exceptional."

"I just taught him the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, and he already mastered it."

"In just half a year."

"Seventh cultivated to the fifth level of the Yuqing Realm and went down the mountain for training."

"Not long ago."

"Seventh returned to Great Bamboo Peak, his cultivation having reached the Shangqing Realm."

"Heh heh..."

"Can you believe it?"

"This is a twelve-year-old Shangqing Realm expert!"

"..."