Final Disciple

"Stop pretending. I already know."

Lin Chen gave a bitter smile.

Liu Bo looked embarrassed. After glaring at the gatekeeper, he grinned. "Wasn't I afraid you'd laugh at me? I originally wanted to go back and avenge my dad, but you know I got a godfather now. It's a little awkward."

"What's so awkward about that? If your dad knew, he'd probably be laughing in his coffin. Who wouldn't want their child to live well and have someone looking after them? And he's your godfather. I don't see anything wrong with it."

Lin Chen said.

"Fine. The reason I said I'd take you to meet my master and have him teach you qigong last time was because of my relationship with him. If I were an ordinary disciple, I wouldn't have that kind of pull at all."

Liu Bo spoke honestly.

"I'd already guessed as much. Your status in the Tang Sect definitely isn't ordinary."

Lin Chen looked around and said, "The Kunlun Mountains really are like a paradise. No wonder so many masters can emerge from here."

"Oh, there actually aren't that many experts in our Tang Sect. There are only 226 people in total. Fifty of them handle household chores, like cleaning, tailoring, cooking, and laundry. Of the remaining 170-plus disciples, they cultivate qigong. But more than half of them cultivate very weak qigong that can't hurt anyone at all."

The two chatted as they walked forward.

"I know. If qigong masters could be cultivated so easily, there would be experts everywhere across China. But I haven't encountered many so far."

Lin Chen said.

"Yeah. There are fewer than ten people in our Tang Sect who truly possess Inner Energy and can take part in battle. The reason my Inner Energy improved so quickly was mainly because my