What happened today left Gao Qiang, a staunch opponent of mystifying ancient medicine, completely dumbfounded.
He had to ask Feng Jun, "Master, did you summon that lightning?"
Feng Jun glanced at him with a faint smile, then turned and left without answering.
But not answering was already an answer—he had not denied it.
Of course, he could not avoid answering the questions from the three women.
After returning to the rear courtyard, Feng Jun had barely entered the pavilion when Good Scenery followed him in, with the Zhang sisters close behind.
All three were bursting with curiosity. It had already been hard enough for them to hold back until now.
Wang Haifeng, Xu Leigang, and Lu Xiaoning stood some distance away, craning their necks. They were curious too, but the three women had a different relationship with the master than his three disciples did, so they had to mind their boundaries.
After some thought, Feng Jun decided that the distinction between men and women should not be too great either. With a wave of his hand, he called the three of them over as well.
"Since everyone is here, I'll be direct. What I used today was Dao Arts, called the Falling Thunder Technique. At present, I don't have any cultivation methods for male cultivators to directly practice Dao Arts. You three should focus on Martial Cultivation first. Once your martial path reaches completion, I'll help you devise cultivation methods for Dao Arts."
The six of them had already considered that possibility, but hearing him admit it personally still left them dazed—so it really had been him?
After a long silence, Good Scenery was the first to break it. "If lightning can be controlled, then... what about time?"
Feng Jun looked deeply at her. After thinking for a moment, he