If the World Is Fake, Then What Is This Cultivation Technique?

If the World Is Fake, Then What Is This Cultivation Technique? Huh?

These two were actually chatting?

On a narrow path, Lin Hao's expression seemed somewhat strange.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

"Shen Yunfei, what realm are you at now?"

Lin Hao finally spoke, asking the Shen Yunfei he had happened to run into as they walked.

What realm?

That question completely stumped Shen Yunfei.

Realm?

The elder wasn't here. How was he supposed to know his own realm?

The cultivation technique he practiced was special, so it really wasn't easy to say.

"Probably around the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage."

After thinking it over, Shen Yunfei made a guess.

When he had entered the inner sect before, he had already been at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage. Several months had passed since then, so calling it the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage was already conservative.

Still, when traveling outside, it was necessary to conceal one's realm.

Foundation Establishment Middle Stage?

Lin Hao's gaze flickered as he stared into Shen Yunfei's eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

The two continued onward.

Suddenly, a tiny pebble appeared in Lin Hao's hand. Taking advantage of no one paying attention, he flicked it toward a tree by the roadside.

The tree bounced the pebble back, sending it straight toward Shen Yunfei's knee.

With a thud.

Shen Yunfei dropped to his knees on flat ground.

"Are you all right?"

Lin Hao's eyes flickered, as though he had confirmed something. He helped Shen Yunfei up and asked with concern.

Feeling the pain in his knee, Shen Yunfei frowned.

He was at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. What had just happened to his knee?

It felt like something had struck it.

Strange.

There was no one else nearby. Could