Judgment Reincarnation Spear

Taking a deep breath, the owner of the cottage finally returned to normal. He let out that strange laugh again, tossed the necklace back to Liu Feng, and said, "Ah! Seems I really am old. Once a person gets on in years, he starts liking to say baffling nonsense. Let's not look into this anymore. Little fellow, what did you say just now? You want to learn the Palister Family's martial techniques?"

Silently despising this old ancestor for lying through his teeth, Liu Feng was helpless. He knew the cottage owner clearly did not want to keep talking about this Divine Punishment Order and prophecy. Though Liu Feng was extremely curious, he could only force it down.

But when he heard the words martial techniques, Liu Feng's curiosity began to shift. He asked excitedly, "That's right. Old ancestor, you're willing to teach me?" The moment he thought of the cottage owner's terrifying speed just now, Liu Feng's little heart began beating faster.

"If you want to learn the family's martial techniques, why not go find your father, Derek? I remember that little fellow should be the family head now, right? The martial techniques each generation's family head learns should be the most complete!" The cottage owner had thoroughly returned to his usual state and laughed teasingly.

"Find him?" Liu Feng choked, then said with an awkward smile, "Although Father is the family head, his current strength is only at the upper eighth level. Compared with you, he's far, far lacking!" Liu Feng first gave the cottage owner a small bit of flattery.

"Upper eighth level? Heh-heh! Every generation of family heads failed to learn anything else, but they learned that noble hypocrisy down to the bone. Forget it. Let's not talk about that loathsome bunch. Still, you've already missed the best age to learn the family cultivation method, and you might not necessarily be able to use the family's martial techniques either. How about this? I'll pass you something I accidentally worked out myself. You little fellow are somewhat interesting, so just take it as payment for keeping me company and chatting!" The cottage owner let out another strange laugh.

Self-created? Liu Feng was slightly disappointed, but he also admitted the cottage owner made sense. The family's martial techniques all required the family cultivation method to be used in tandem, and this old ancestor looked very strong too, so what he had created should not be too poor. Thinking of this, Liu Feng grew excited again and nodded fiercely.

"Heh-heh! You little fellow did inherit the warlike nature rather well. What weapon do you use?" The cottage owner's clear eyes were full of laughter.

"Weapon? A spear, I suppose!" Liu Feng thought of that odd long spear he had bought from the weapons shop.

"A spear? That thing is what those hypocritical knights use. Fine, use it if you like. In any case, this set of martial techniques is about the same no matter what weapon is used. Since you use a spear, then we'll change the name. Let me think—let's call it the Judgment Reincarnation Spear. Tsk, tsk! How's that name? Sounds stylish enough, doesn't it?" The cottage owner was still laughing teasingly.

Uh! Liu Feng choked again and finally began to develop some immunity to the cottage owner's habit of blowing his own horn.

Without waiting for Liu Feng to speak, the cottage owner smiled again and said, "This spear art is divided into nine forms in total. With your current strength, being able to use the first two forms will be enough. Now I'll teach you the first and second forms. Watch closely!"

As he spoke, the cottage owner suddenly made a light beckoning motion with his right hand. From a tree not far away came a crisp crack, and then a branch about two or three meters long instantly snapped from that tree and flew toward the cottage owner.

Grasping objects through the air! Seeing this bizarre scene before him, Liu Feng's body gave a violent tremble, and he instantly thought of this phrase he had often seen in novels in his previous life!

Ignoring Liu Feng's shock, the cottage owner chuckled again. His left hand held the branch, which was covered in twigs and leaves, and then his right hand lightly brushed over it. After a soft swish, the leaves and twigs vanished in an instant, leaving only a somewhat strange wooden staff.

Then the cottage owner suddenly gave a clear shout. "Watch closely. This is the first form, Startling Thunder. It draws upon the power of heaven and earth, gathers one's own energy into a single line, and destroys everything in this world!"

An aura that seemed to look down upon all beneath heaven suddenly erupted from the cottage owner's incredibly frail-looking body. In that instant, Liu Feng seemed to have an illusion: the cottage owner before him had turned into a peerless weapon, its edge fully revealed, gazing proudly over all living beings under heaven!

As this aura surged out, a dazzling radiance of battle qi suddenly rose over the utterly ordinary wooden staff, flowing ceaselessly around it. Set off by it, the wooden staff seemed no longer to be a mortal object, as though it had even gained a spirit, letting out a humming cry.

The wooden staff was raised slightly. The staff, which originally weighed no more than a few jin, now seemed to have increased by several thousand jin in the cottage owner's hand. It looked exceptionally sluggish as it began to trace a mysterious path. Then the light suddenly swelled again. The wooden staff was abruptly raised toward the sky, and a staff radiance dozens of meters long instantly surged out, stabbing straight into the clouds!

In that instant, the surrounding space seemed to twist. The originally pitch-black night sky also suddenly brightened, becoming like daylight, as though a bolt of startling thunder had abruptly appeared in the night sky. More frightening still, as that staff radiance burst forth, a series of crisp crackling sounds suddenly rang out in the sky, as though even the air had been shattered. Its might was truly astonishing!

Liu Feng was already completely stupefied. Looking at this move that tyrannized all beneath heaven, he was so shocked he could not speak. Although he had long since guessed that this old ancestor was very strong, Liu Feng had never imagined a person's strength could be terrifying to such a degree. Though the old ancestor had clearly sent this move toward the sky for fear of damaging everything in the cemetery, that power left no one doubting that if this move had been aimed at the graveyard, then after a single strike, everything in the cemetery would have turned to dust!

"Ah! Seems I really am getting on in years. I haven't used this move for many years, so it still feels a bit clumsy when I bring it out. Its power is truly far worse!" The cottage owner ignored Liu Feng's shock, continuously frowning, shaking his head, and muttering to himself. It seemed he was still very dissatisfied with the power of this move.

"Good! Did you see it clearly? This is the first form, Startling Thunder. Next is the second form, Explosion!" The cottage owner smiled faintly. Radiance surged wildly over the wooden staff in his hand once more. Then his body suddenly leaped, charging fiercely into midair, and the wooden staff followed a profound, mysterious path as it stabbed out repeatedly in every direction.

Crisp cracking sounds kept ringing around the cottage owner. Within a space of dozens of meters all around him, everything was completely filled with that dazzling radiance. The shape of the wooden staff itself had disappeared from sight. The only thing that could be seen clearly was that the space around the old ancestor had begun to twist violently, and even the old ancestor's figure had become indistinct.

The radiance suddenly withdrew, and the night sky returned to normal once more. The cottage owner instantly swept down from the air and arrived beside Liu Feng. He shook his head somewhat disappointedly and smiled. "This place is really too small. I can't bring out its effects. Once you've mastered it, go experience its power yourself! Well? Little fellow, did you see it clearly?"

Liu Feng swallowed with difficulty and nodded hard, his eyes once again revealing an incomparably fervent expression.

"Heh-heh!" Seeming rather satisfied with the shock he had caused Liu Feng, the cottage owner chuckled. Without waiting for Liu Feng to speak, he began softly explaining the key points of these two forms...

The night passed in the blink of an eye. When the sky was fully bright, Liu Feng left the cemetery amid the cottage owner's satisfied laughter. His time guarding the graves had finally ended.

After washing his face at random and eating a little something, Liu Feng could not be bothered to rest. Holding the Gold-Quenching Stone that had already been absorbed clean, he ran toward the smithy inside the manor. After all, though the energy of this Gold-Quenching Stone had been absorbed out, whether it could be used still had to be personally tested.

It seemed that ever since he had come to this manor, Liu Feng's luck had begun to rise again. The Gold-Quenching Stone indeed did not explode at all in the fire, which made Liu Feng thoroughly excited. Ignoring the utterly confused blacksmith asking what exactly this thing the young master had brought was, he immediately went to get a few more pieces of Gold-Quenching Stone. As before, he used the Devour skill to absorb the mixed and impure energy inside them. Then, without even bringing Turner, he rushed off in high spirits toward the town in York County, preparing to find a few weapon-forging shops and try to sell them...