Are you alright?
The crowd gathered around, staring at the young man.
The young man slumped to the ground, looking bewildered, seemingly still reeling from what had just happened.
At this time...
Xie Feng saw a strange aura emerge from the young man, rush towards him, and be absorbed into his Dantian!
He paused for a moment, stunned.
This was done by the eldest brother!
The young man reacted immediately after the energy was absorbed!
He blinked, put his right index finger in his mouth, sucked on it gently twice, then looked up and grinned foolishly at everyone.
"Aba! Aba! Hehehe..."
In short...
That smile doesn't look very bright!
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. Had the child been beaten senseless?
Yan Wuming frowned, walked over, held up two fingers to the young man, and asked, "How many is this?"
The young man said happily, "I'm your father!"
Yan Wuming's face darkened, and some people around him chuckled. After a Yan Wuming of contemplation, he tentatively asked, "Since ancient times, who has ever escaped death?"
This poem is the origin of Vast Righteous Qi, and everyone in the Dao Realm who Literary Dao the Dao knows it.
"I'm your father! Father... Father... Hehehe..."
The young man grinned foolishly, drooling with joy. He crawled to Yan Wuming's side, hugged his leg tightly, and bit into the rib...
Yan Wuming was startled and quickly reached out to press down hard on his head to stop him from biting!
"Why is he acting so strangely?"
"Has he gone mad?"
"This abnormal behavior is just plain stupid!"
"He was just stunned, and he became stupid?!"
The crowd was shocked and began to discuss among themselves. This young man was a disciple of the great Confucian scholar Ning Jun Ning Jun, who was Literary Sage Realm. Even if his disciple had poor aptitude, he couldn't possibly be turned into an idiot just from being shaken!
Xie Feng was also surprised. He had just seen that the young man had become an idiot because his senior brother had absorbed some kind of energy from him.
"Senior brother, what did you absorb from him?" Xie Feng asked in his mind.
"Intelligence!" Kong Qiusu.
"You can steal intelligence too?!" Xie Feng was shocked; this skill was simply unbeatable!
"It's impossible for others, but it's possible for me!" Kong Qiusu.
"What do you need his intelligence for? Who in the world has an IQ higher than yours?" Xie Feng asked, puzzled.
"I am currently just a soul, and I need this intelligence to nourish my body," Kong Qiusu said.
"I understand." Xie Feng nodded.
"You know nothing! Haven't you considered the seriousness of this matter?!"
Little Sword's voice came through.
It's panicking!
I'm extremely panicked!
It said somewhat fearfully, "Big brother, could you please get this guy away from us?"
Xie Feng asked, "You mean my senior brother?"
Little Sword was about to lose his temper. "What if this stinky scholar gets really hungry one day? He might eat me! I worked so hard to cultivate my intelligence! I don't want to become mentally challenged!"
Kong Qiusu asked, "Can your spirit be eaten?"
Little Sword scoffed, "Nonsense! Intelligence is the same as IQ. You're a freak, absorbing other people's intelligence!"
Kong Qiusu, "Do you... even have an IQ?"
Little Sword: "..."
Ahhh!
"You stinking scholar! You look down on me!"
Little Sword was furious.
Within his Dantian, Kong Qiusu sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a book, calmly plugging his ears. "You're so noisy. Stupid donkeys always bray loudly."
Clang!
Little Sword collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
It was furious, but it didn't dare do anything; it couldn't win!
Impotent rage!
Xie Feng chuckled. With his senior brother around, Little Sword wouldn't be lonely anymore. Every day would be lively and fun, and Little Sword would definitely be very happy...
"Dean Xie, your methods are truly extraordinary!"
An old man approached, lowering his voice and speaking with a smile.
The Literary Sage, Yan Ru!
Xie Feng frowned and said, "What do you mean by that, Master Yan? I don't understand."
Yan Ru said, "I wonder what kind of aura Dean Xie absorbed from Li Mao that made him an idiot in the next second. This kind of Secret Method is truly rare throughout history! Dean Xie, don't you think you're extraordinary?"
Li Mao, that's the young man!
Xie Feng's eyes turned slightly cold. "There are too many people and too much talk at the Tengwang Pavilion. Master Yan has had too much to drink and may be seeing things!"
Yan Ru gave him a meaningful look, then laughed heartily, "Haha, then I must have been seeing things!"
After saying that, he left.
Xie Feng frowned slightly, wondering to himself, "Senior brother, will others discover that you absorbed Li Mao's intelligence?"
"Won't."
"Then why could Yan Ru and I see it?"
"You've cultivated the Void Heaven Spirit Eyes of the Xuanji Sect. This eye technique grows stronger with the cultivator's power, so it's expected that you could see Li Mao's intelligence. As for Yan Ru... what he saw wasn't Li Mao's intelligence, but the faint aura I was exuding!"
"You're so powerful, how could he still discover you?! A senior brother who doesn't even take Little Sword seriously must have a cultivation level surpassing the Literary Sage!"
" Yan Ru is my follower, the kind who's extremely fanatical. He's always wanted to become my disciple, but I've always refused. He has a kind of fervent worship for me, so he might be very familiar with my aura."
Kong Qiusu's eyes were deep and somewhat helpless.
Twenty years ago, Yan Ru was captivated by his literary talent and had always wanted to become his apprentice. Despite being rejected twenty times, he did not give up. Fearing the consequences, he hid in the deep mountains and forests, but Yan Ru still managed to find him!
He was truly impressed by this die-hard fan...
"I see!"
Xie Feng nodded slightly. He remembered someone saying that his senior brother, as Military Confucian, had three thousand literary Saint Grade who followed him!
Yan Ru is one of them!
After everyone was shocked to see Li Mao become an idiot, they all looked at Xie Feng, believing that Xie Feng was the one who did it!
"Lord Yan, Li Mao is Master Ning Jun's disciple. He's become an idiot. How are we going to explain this to Master Ning?"
Some people say...
Yan Wuming remained silent, his face grim.
Explain?
How should I explain this?
It was Li Mao who deliberately framed Xie Feng; he deserved to be made a fool of!
The only problem is, I don't know how to explain this to Ning Jun!
Ning Jun holds a very high position in the Dao Realm Literary Sage realms. Like Yan Ru, he is a top-tier master and is extremely protective of his own, making him difficult to offend.
Yan Ru walked over and said, "I know a big shot in the medical field. Why don't I take Li Mao to him for treatment?"
Yan Wuming nodded. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master!"
"However, intellectual impairment is the most difficult to repair; this depends on Li Mao's fate! Whether he can be cured or not, I will return Li Mao to Ning Jun in three days!"
Yan Ru glanced at Xie Feng as he spoke, "Dean Xie, you are the victim in this matter. If Ning Jun has any complaints, everyone in the Tengwang Pavilion can testify for you. Don't you agree?!"
He looked around.
Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say a word.
They don't want to testify for anyone; it could backfire!