Palm Print

(An Hei couldn't hold back any longer and shouted here: Please vote!)

After some thought, Wandering Dragon Hermit decided to personally demonstrate it to the servants.

"Alright, I'll demonstrate this ultimate technique to you all one more time. Put down what you're doing. Hey you, why are you running away? You can empty that stinky chamber pot anytime, but if you miss my personal demonstration, you'll regret it." Wandering Dragon Hermit carrying a bucket of manure who was trying to slip away. The latter looked unwilling but didn't dare to say anything. He could only put down the bucket and squat on the ground, looking aggrievedly at Wandering Dragon Hermit was about to start practicing.

Li Wei also found a corner to sit down, intending to observe Wandering Dragon Hermit fu closely.

Amidst the peculiar smell of the latrine bucket, Wandering Dragon Hermit began his palm strike. He took a deep breath, his body trembled, and his white beard moved without wind, while his complexion became somewhat rosy.

Seeing this, Li Wei was taken aback, but secretly marveled. "This old man actually has true qi protecting his body, but his true qi is different from mine; it seems... somewhat unstable."

Little did Li Wei know that although he no longer possessed the martial arts master-level technique, his mastery of that realm remained. After several days of studying the Wandering Dragon Palm and the Wandering Dragon Inner Method, Li Wei unconsciously corrected some of the flaws in the technique, thus making improvements.

Therefore, Li Wei was able to cultivate the Qi sensation and obtain a strand of true Qi within a month by practicing the modified technique. However, Wandering Dragon Hermit did not have such a level, but he had immersed himself in the Yin-Yang technique and palm technique for many years, thus finding an alternative shortcut.

Regardless of how Wandering Dragon Hermit cultivated true qi through this trashy technique, he did indeed possess true qi, so he could barely be considered a master.

After circulating his true energy, an ordinary person would feel a powerful pressure. Without a doubt, Wandering Dragon Hermit had now intimidated all his servants, including Li Wei had previously thought that Wandering Dragon Hermit was just an old swindler.

He let out a loud shout and began to practice. The Wandering Dragon Palm emphasizes the coordination of body movement and palm techniques, and when executed, it is as graceful as a swimming dragon floating on clouds. Although the Wandering Dragon Hermit has immersed himself in this palm technique for decades, his skill is far from what Li Wei demonstrated. Fortunately, the servants could not see the difference; they only felt that the Wandering Dragon Hermit was exceptionally powerful today, and the wind from his palm strikes could sweep away the withered leaves on the ground, making him truly formidable.

Finally, having gotten into the swing of things, Wandering Dragon Hermit jumped onto a blue stone and unleashed a palm strike.

Bang

A shallow mark was left on the bluestone, leaving the servants dumbfounded. In the end, they all cheered, while Wandering Dragon Hermit looked smug.

"Master is truly a peerless master, his palm techniques are so elegant. If I had even a tenth of his power, I would be invincible in Qingzhou City," a servant said with admiration.

"Yes, yes, our Wandering Dragon Palm is absolutely extraordinary. I think Master could establish a sect and open his doors to disciples. He would surely be able to overpower the three major forces in the city," another servant said proudly.

"But why is it that despite my diligent practice every day, I still can't grasp the essentials?" A servant who practiced the Wandering Dragon Palm every day was completely baffled.

Wandering Dragon Hermit was all smiles after hearing the first few sentences, but the last servant's words made him frown. He thought to himself, "Yes, why is it that despite me giving this palm technique and martial arts manual to every servant for free and urging them to practice day and night, not a single one of them has mastered it? If someone could, I would truly like to establish my own sect and pass on this unique skill..."

Seeing this, Li Wei had lost all interest. Given his current level of cultivation, defeating this Wandering Dragon Hermit shouldn't be difficult. Considering the time, it was almost time to meet Fatty and the others at Zhao Family Village, so he got up and quietly slipped out.

Wandering Dragon Hermit naturally saw Li Wei leave, but shook his head and said to the remaining servants, "Although you are servants, I have never looked down on you. Otherwise, I would not have passed on my Wandering Dragon Palm and mental cultivation method to you. But you must also work hard. If you give up on yourselves, you will never amount to anything and will be destined to be servants for the rest of your lives."

The servants hurriedly nodded in agreement and promised to practice diligently. Only then did Wandering Dragon Hermit stroke his beard, nod, and smile as he prepared to return to his room.

Just then, a servant stroked the bluestone slab and said, "Master, is this the slab you usually practice on? Such a hard slab, yet you were able to leave a palm print over an inch deep on it... Our Wandering Dragon Palm is truly amazing! I will definitely follow your example and practice diligently."

"What? A palm print about an inch deep?" Wandering Dragon Hermit was taken aback, but he took a few steps over and stared at the bluestone slab carefully. Sure enough, there were several palm prints on it. The shallow palm prints were left by Wandering Dragon Hermit himself, but one palm print that was about an inch deep was particularly conspicuous.

"This is..." With a look of horror on his face, Wandering Dragon Hermit reached out and touched the palm print, his expression changing several times. Suddenly, he turned to the somewhat bewildered servant beside him and asked, "Tell me, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard this morning?"

The servant quickly replied, "There were quite a few people practicing in the courtyard this morning. I even did a set of our Swimming Dragon Palm. Why is Master asking about this?"

Wandering Dragon Hermit wanted nothing more than to slap the servant in front of him, but he patiently asked, "I mean, did you see anyone hitting this bluestone slab?"

Now the servant finally understood, but after a moment's thought, he said, "Our palm techniques are mediocre, and we haven't made any progress with the Wandering Dragon Inner Method Technique you taught us. Why would we be banging on this stone slab for no reason? Anyway, I didn't see it..."

"Alright, alright, you can go now." Wandering Dragon Hermit had a terrible headache. He thought to himself that none of the servants he had recruited were smart enough. No wonder none of them could master that palm technique.

Staring at the bluestone slab, Wandering Dragon Hermit felt a surge of turmoil within him. Undoubtedly, the palm print was caused by the Youlong Palm, but it wasn't left by him. In fact, Wandering Dragon Hermit was well aware of his own strength; leaving a shallow palm print on the bluestone slab was already his limit, but to say he could leave a palm print an inch deep was something he absolutely couldn't do.

Therefore, the person who left this palm print was someone else.

"Who could it be? Someone with such skill must possess the Dragon Soaring Palm and Wandering Dragon Inner Method far superior to mine. Could it be that someone has mastered this martial art?" Thinking this, he shook his head again. "No, I've practiced this palm technique diligently for thirty years, and this is all I've achieved. I've only been living in Qingzhou Prefecture for a year. Even the first batch of servants couldn't possibly have reached this level in such a short time... So who could it be?"

While Wandering Dragon Hermit was troubled, Li Wei strode into Fatty's 'Fortune Comes Inn', where An Hei and the others had been waiting for a long time.

Li Wei sat down next to An Hei, glanced at the An Hei dressed as a street fortune teller, and chuckled inwardly, but showed no sign of it on the surface.

"Where are Yu Tong and Nina?"

"They should arrive soon. This is our first time slaying demons. In terms of strength, we should rely on those few. After all, they trained hard in a proper sect for a month, and their combat power is much stronger than ours," An Hei said calmly.

Clearly, he was unaware that Li Wei had also achieved some level of skill in martial arts.

Beside An Hei stood Blood Wolf, who also nodded. Although the mission world had assigned him the identity of a street performer, it was all a facade, nothing respectable, and he was well aware of that.

At another table, Zhang Sanfeng and Dongfang Bubai wore bitter expressions. Needless to say, their progress over the past month had been slow. After all, none of the martial arts and mental techniques they knew could be used in this mission. The only solution was to find a martial art that already existed in this world and practice it.

As for the fat man, he simply ordered the waiters to bring out two tables of food and drinks, and he started eating right away.

After a short while, several beautiful figures walked into the Fortune Comes Inn; it was Nina and her companions.

They were all outer disciples of the three major sects in Qingzhou Prefecture, and they wore matching uniforms, so they attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered.

"They are disciples of the Hunyuan Sect, the Iron Sword Gang, and the Divine Might Escort Agency, and several of them are delicate and beautiful women. My God, if I could get into these three sects, wouldn't I have a chance to win their favors..." A diner, perhaps having drunk a few jugs of wine, spoke without any restraint. Before he could finish speaking, Daoist flashed by, and a handprint appeared on the diner's face.

The diner's face immediately swelled up after being hit. When he looked up, he saw the person who had hit him.

This was a handsome young man, dressed in the attire of a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect. He was good-looking and had an air of arrogance about him.

"Why... why did you hit me?" The diner who had been hit finally came to his senses and pointed at the other person, questioning him.

"Hit you? So what if I hit you... Hmph." The young disciple of the Hunyuan Sect said coldly, completely unconcerned, "Besides, what are you anyway? How dare you insult my two junior sisters? Hitting you is too lenient. You should look in the mirror. With your appearance, you think you can have your cake and eat it too? I don't want to see you now, get out of here."

After saying that, he reached out and slapped the solid wood table in front of the diner, leaving a handprint on the fairly sturdy table.

The diner gasped, thought for a moment, then lowered his head and walked out of the inn with a look of resentment.

The young man then returned to the two beautiful women and said gently, "Junior sisters, that fellow was rude, and I have already taught him a lesson. From now on, if anyone dares to offend you, I will protect you even at the cost of my life. Please rest assured..."