A Senior's Minor Punishment

"Stop."

Seeing this, Old Ancestor Qingshan made a swift move and grabbed Zhu Yun's palm.

Others might not know what these martial books were, but how could he, Old Ancestor Qingshan, not know? They were divine objects containing world-shattering martial intent!

Yi Feng arranged them casually, but that didn't mean others could touch them freely. Therefore, even with such divine objects right before him, Old Ancestor Qingshan didn't dare to harbor the slightest greed. But this Zhu Yun, without knowing any better, dared to touch them. Was he tired of living?

If he angered that person, the consequences were unthinkable.

"Who told you to touch other people's things?" Old Ancestor Qingshan reprimanded.

Zhu Yun's face was filled with frustration. As the sect leader of Qingshan Sect, what was the big deal about flipping over a mortal's belongings? Why was his martial uncle reacting so strongly?

Yi Feng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

This old man from Qingshan truly had excellent character. He quickly smoothed things over, saying, "They're just a few trinkets. Feel free to look if you want to see them. It's nothing."

Hearing this, Old Ancestor Qingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief and released Zhu Yun's palm.

Zhu Yun casually opened a martial book. Remember this URL in one second: http://

The moment it was opened, the words "Vajra Fist" suddenly magnified in Zhu Yun's eyes, accompanied by world-shattering martial intent, and then transformed into a ferocious beast that lunged at him.

"What?"

Zhu Yun was shocked, his pupils almost bursting. He quickly channeled his cultivation to block, but it was no use. The mysterious fist struck him with overwhelming force, just as it always did.

"Pfft!"

Zhu Yun grunted, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood, looking utterly dejected.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo."

Zhu Yun gasped for air, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Filled with lingering fear, he turned his gaze to Old Ancestor Qingshan.

Old Ancestor Qingshan also had a grave expression. He hadn't fared well either.

When Zhu Yun opened the martial book just now, he had also glanced at it. However, this time was different from the last. The words "Vajra Fist," filled with martial intent, attacked him like surging waves. Fortunately, his cultivation was profound, so he wasn't as disheveled as Zhu Yun.

As for why this happened, it was likely due to the cultivation methods they practiced.

The Qingshan Sect followed a path of gentleness and subtlety. The Tai Chi Fist they practiced before fit them perfectly and brought them benefits.

The Vajra Fist, on the other hand, was an extremely forceful technique, which was its direct counter.

Of course, in Old Ancestor Qingshan's view, it was no coincidence that Zhu Yun happened to open such a forceful fist technique. It was definitely intentional on Yi Feng's part.

Perhaps it was Yi Feng's way of teaching Zhu Yun a small lesson for his disrespect!

However, Yi Feng didn't notice the unusual behavior of the uncle and nephew. Feeling a cool breeze, he stood up and said, "It's getting a bit chilly. Why don't you two come inside and sit?"

With that, Yi Feng led the way into the house.

"Martial Uncle, this, this is..."

After Yi Feng left, Zhu Yun looked at Old Ancestor Qingshan with disbelief and asked.

"You, you..." Old Ancestor Qingshan pointed at Zhu Yun and reprimanded, "You're usually so perceptive. Why were you so clueless this time? Do you know you just walked through the gates of hell and almost got me killed?"

"Martial Uncle, what, what exactly is going on?" Zhu Yun asked.

"You're still asking me what's going on? Can't you tell?" Old Ancestor Qingshan rebuked. "Do you really think I'd be so polite to a mortal if I were senile? Do you really think this young man before us is just an ordinary mortal?"

"What?"

Zhu Yun was greatly alarmed. "But, but he truly doesn't have any cultivation at all!"

"Hmph!" Old Ancestor Qingshan snorted angrily. "It's not that Senior lacks power and you can't see it; it's that your vision is insufficient. Let alone you, even I cannot see through his cultivation. You just need to know that he is an unfathomable mighty being who has returned to his original simplicity. The martial books beside him are the best proof."

"And your disrespect just now, and your reckless flipping of things, your injuries are the Senior's lesson to you."

"You'd best remember this."

Old Ancestor Qingshan lectured him word by word.

Zhu Yun recalled the terror of the martial book just now and gasped in shock.

He no longer dared to question Old Ancestor Qingshan's words and was filled with lingering fear. Recalling it now, he had truly walked through the gates of hell!

No wonder, no wonder his martial uncle was so polite to him.

He could only blame himself for being as stupid as a pig and not realizing it from the start.

"But Martial Uncle, why would such an unfathomable mighty being appear in this small Pingjiang City?" Zhu Yun asked again, puzzled.

At this question, Old Ancestor Qingshan's gaze also became serious. He looked into the distance and said leisurely, "I suspect this Senior is merely experiencing the mortal world, and we were lucky enough to encounter him. But it's more likely..."

Old Ancestor Qingshan stopped speaking.

"What is it...?"

Zhu Yun held his breath, his face tense as he waited for the rest.