A Grandmaster Must Not Be Insulted

Song Qingshan let out a cold snort, tossing a string of copper coins high into the air with his hand.

Immediately following this, he formed a seal with both hands, and the coins, which had scattered like flower petals in the sky, began to hover and arrange themselves into a formation on their own.

Seeing this, the crowd cheered for him one after another; such a unique skill was not something just anyone could possess.

Qin Ming was also left dumbfounded, wondering how these feng shui masters could actually be so capable.

Song Qingshan was extremely pleased with the crowd's applause.

He reached out and pointed a finger toward Celestial Master Zhao.

The copper coins floating in the air swarmed toward Celestial Master Zhao.

"Petty tricks, you dare to show off your incompetence in front of me?"

Zhao Shizhu wore a look of disdain, extended one hand, and shouted lightly.

"Sword, come."

Behind him, a young acolyte was holding the Celestial Master Sword with both hands.

After his shout, the Celestial Master Sword flew into the air on its own, striking down the copper coins one by one.

Upon being struck by the Celestial Master Sword, the coins were sliced in half and fell to the ground.

In just a moment, nearly half of the sixty-four copper coins had been destroyed.

Song Qingshan felt such heartache he nearly coughed up blood.

These were his family heirlooms!

He could no longer focus on the duel and hurriedly tried to retrieve the remaining coins.

But the Celestial Master Sword was relentless, continuing to hunt down the coins.

Song Qingshan's heart was filled with unbearable agony.

He looked at Zhao Shizhu and shouted angrily, "Celestial Master Zhao, why must you be so ruthless?"

"Do you think I am someone who can be challenged at will? You want to leave without paying a price?"

Zhao Shizhu smiled faintly.

Song Qingshan's face turned the color of a pig's liver, and he gritted his teeth, whispering, "Today, it was my rashness, Song, that caused this. I hope Celestial Master Zhao will show mercy."

"That's more like it."

Only then did Zhao Shizhu point his finger, and the Celestial Master Sword flew back into his hand.

Song Qingshan hurriedly gathered the coins, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

He hadn't earned a cent today, and instead, his family heirloom had been ruined!

The other members of the mystic community were also shocked by this display from Zhao Shizhu.

Many of them began to have second thoughts in their hearts.

Their strength was not even equal to Song Qingshan's, so how could they dare to provoke Zhao Shizhu?

"Is there any other fellow practitioner who wishes to challenge me? Feel free to step forward. If no one dares, then I shall accept this lucrative task from the Qin Family today."

Zhao Shizhu held the Celestial Master Sword, stroked his beard, and smiled at the crowd, exuding the aura of a true master of the world.

"I'll come."

A small old man with a youthful face and white hair stepped forward.

He was also wearing a Taoist robe, though it was somewhat dirty, yet no one present dared to look down on him.

Because this person was very famous in the northern mystic circles and was revered as Elder Kuixing.

Zhao Shizhu glanced at him and said indifferently, "Come, show me your treasure and let me broaden my horizons."

Elder Kuixing let out a cold snort, and a red rope in his hand floated into the air, a faint firelight appearing upon it like a serpent of flame.

This scene opened the eyes of everyone present.

Qin Ming slapped his thigh and said, "Damn, brother, these people really have some real skills. Maybe I should learn a trick or two to pick up girls later."

"Then you'd probably have to spend a dozen years or so practicing."

Tang Yu, having already seen the plot, couldn't muster much interest.

[No matter how impressive they are, it's useless. In the end, they're all just stepping stones for Ye Chen.]

[According to the plot, this little old man will also lose to Celestial Master Zhao, and then a conflict will break out between Celestial Master Zhao and Ye Chen.]

[Once Celestial Master Zhao's ritual fails, it will be Ye Chen's turn to show off. That silly girl Qin Kexin will start admiring him from this point on.]

[Poor brother Qin Ming, not only will he be killed by Ye Chen, but his family fortune and his sister will both end up benefiting that bastard.]

After hearing the inner voice again, Qin Kexin's gaze quickly locked onto Qin Ming.

Then she saw Tang Yu sitting on the side and instantly realized that this was his voice!

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There could be no mistake.

Aside from him, her brother had no other brothers!

She was shocked to the core, yet her expression remained calm.

She had to see if things were truly as Tang Yu had said!

At this moment, Elder Kuixing had already begun to duel with Zhao Shizhu.

The red rope he controlled transformed into a fire snake and shot toward Zhao Shizhu.

Despite this seemingly imposing strike, Zhao Shizhu merely offered a disdainful smile.

As the fire snake formed by the red rope flew right in front of him.

He pointed a finger, and the fire snake actually came to a halt on its own!

"Go back."

With a light shout from Zhao Shizhu, the fire snake transformed back into the red rope and flew in reverse, heading straight for Elder Kuixing.

Seeing his own weapon controlled by his opponent, Elder Kuixing's expression changed drastically.

He scrambled to run, attempting to dodge the attack, looking utterly disheveled.

The crowd burst into laughter, while simultaneously feeling a newfound sense of respect for Zhao Shizhu.

He was truly worthy of being a Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain!

With just this one move, he had proven himself a master among masters; they were completely convinced.

"Celestial Master Zhao, I have lost. I admit my defeat wholeheartedly."

After running for a while, Elder Kuixing had no choice but to swallow his pride and beg for mercy.

Zhao Shizhu smiled with satisfaction.

He pointed a finger, and the red rope fell to the ground, motionless.

A disheveled Elder Kuixing picked up the red rope, tied it around his wrist, and let out a few grunts, not daring to say another word.

With that, no one else in the room dared to come forward and challenge Zhao Shizhu.

Zhao Shizhu looked at the crowd with a smug smile and cupped his hands in a salute.

"I thank my fellow practitioners for yielding. Since that is the case, I shall be the one to resolve the Qin Family's problem."

Although the many feng shui masters were unwilling, they had no other choice.

After all, not a single person among them was his match.

"Then I shall trouble you, Celestial Master Zhao."

Qin Pengchi had truly seen something eye-opening today.

"It is the duty of those of us who cultivate the Dao to subdue demons and eliminate evil; this is only what I should do."

Zhao Shizhu remained quite polite toward Qin Pengchi; after all, he was a wealthy benefactor.

Qin Kexin was currently dumbfounded.

Everything was exactly as the inner voice she had just heard had predicted.

She quickly composed her expression and spoke to Ye Chen.

"Mr. Ye, this Celestial Master Zhao is so amazing; he's practically like an immortal."

Ye Chen wore a look of disdain and said scornfully.

"It's all just heterodox trickery."

The Daoist had a bit of skill, but compared to him, it was a difference of a hundred thousand miles.

Once he displayed his own strength later, Qin Kexin would understand what a true master was.

As soon as he said this, the eyes of everyone in the room converged upon him.

[Here we go again, the classic move of running his mouth to provoke others.]

[In a moment, he'll anger the guy, make a bet, and then trample him underfoot.]

[After trampling him, he'll pretend to be magnanimous to win people over; you really are an expert at being a lackey.]

Tang Yu, holding a cup of tea, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This familiar plot was just too pungent.

Sure enough, Zhao Shizhu was incensed by his words.

He looked over, discovered it was a young man in his twenties, and said with a dark face.

"Where did this greenhorn come from? How dare you call my Longhu Mountain heterodox trickery? If you aren't convinced, let's step out and have a duel."

"Who invited this person? Throw him out."

"A ridiculous, wet-behind-the-ears brat."

"A master cannot be insulted; Celestial Master Zhao, teach him a lesson."

The many feng shui masters also began to curse, looking at Ye Chen as if he were a clown.