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Chapter 354 What kind of heaven-defying physique is this?

Hearing the conversation between the two Nascent Soul cultivators in the sky, Lin Yu couldn't help but curl his lip.

To be honest, if this little guy hadn't been so determined to join the Ancient Sword Sect, he might have gotten interested and shown this Nascent Soul sword cultivator what it meant to be slapped in the face.

However, on the other hand, if it weren't for his obsession, he wouldn't have come to Yunmeng Mountain to become an apprentice.

After all, he has now mastered many top-tier cultivation techniques from the lower realms, such as Han Li's "Qingyuan Sword Technique" and the inheritance of the Soul-Shattering True Man of the Ghost Spirit Sect, etc.

Even without joining any sect, he can cultivate on his own.

In this way, it can be said that the Ancient Sword Sect has extraordinary luck, and they will have to take him in as a disciple no matter what...

"call out--"

With an unmistakable whooshing sound, two streaks of light descended rapidly from the horizon.

Clearly, although the two had already made a "gentleman's agreement," they still couldn't help but make some underhanded moves in front of such an extraordinary little child.

After all, this little kid is only seven years old, and his values ​​are still developing, like a blank sheet of paper.

Whoever gets there first will have a significant advantage in recruiting members and greatly increase their sect's success rate!
As it turns out, the sword cultivator's supernatural abilities were indeed stronger than Elder Feng's, who mainly focused on weapon crafting.

In the blink of an eye, Fire Dragon Child landed first and blocked Lin Yu's path.

The light faded, revealing his childlike figure.

Looking at the exquisitely handsome young boy before him, the Fire Dragon Boy revealed a kind smile that didn't match his appearance, and immediately asked in a gentle voice:

"Little doll, you..."

"call--"

Before he could finish speaking, the little child in front of him seemed to be frightened and swung his arm without hesitation, slamming his white and tender little fist toward the Fire Dragon Child's face.

The Fire Dragon Boy's smile froze, and he immediately felt annoyed, as if he hadn't expected the child to react so strongly.

But there was nothing he could do. After all, he had acted recklessly first. In order to get ahead, he pushed his speed to the limit, which would have frightened the little guy strolling in the forest.

Thinking of this, he casually waved his hand, releasing a soft yet strong spiritual rope that coiled around the little child's arm like a serpent, intending to easily restrain its movements.

It displays supernatural power without harming the creature in the slightest.

However, he never expected that those seemingly delicate little arms contained unimaginable terrifying power.

With just one punch, the spiritual rope that was strong enough to bind a Foundation Establishment cultivator was easily snapped by the little child like a rotten vine!

Such a rough and tyrannical act added a touch of ferocity to those originally fair and tender little fists.

Fire Dragon Boy looked stunned, but before he could recover from the shocking scene before him, he saw the speed of the fist suddenly increase, and it blasted through the air in an instant, slamming hard into his chest!
"Oh!"

A deep, muffled bang, like the sound of a drumbeat, suddenly exploded!

A visible white shockwave suddenly exploded from the center of the fist, swirling up countless withered branches and leaves on the ground, forming a ring-shaped shockwave that roared and spread outwards.

The Fire Dragon Child was instantly sent flying backward, tumbling several times in the air before regaining his composure and staring in astonishment at the little boy in front of him who was still making a punching motion.

Elder Feng landed on the ground right behind him, and was stunned by what he saw.

But then he snapped out of it, the annoyance that had filled his heart vanished instantly, and he opened his eyes wide, his gaze burning as he stared at the little child's back:
"Such divine power, to be able to repel a Nascent Soul cultivator with just the physical body..."

"What kind of heaven-defying physique is this?!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately straightened his clothes, stepped forward with a warm smile, and said:
"Young friend, do not be alarmed. We are both cultivators from these mountains. We were curious to see you venturing alone, so we came out to talk. We are by no means people with ulterior motives..."

"Mountain monk?"

The young boy was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly lowered his arms, asking with a face full of curiosity, "Are you cultivators?"

Elder Feng stroked his beard, adopting an air of otherworldly wisdom, and said with a smile, "Indeed!"

Before the words were finished, the Fire Dragon Child snapped out of his shock, glared at Elder Feng, and transmitted his voice:
"Old Feng, I was here first!"

"Brother Lan, you are mistaken. Since we have made a gentleman's agreement, we should abide by it. In this first round, Brother Lan has already lost. In the second round, it is only natural that I should be the one to make the first move!"

He paused here, then deliberately provoked him with a telepathic message: "Brother Lan, are you so agitated because you can't accept defeat, or do you think the Ancient Sword Sect lacks the strength to back you up?"

"..."

The Fire Dragon Child smirked and glared fiercely at Elder Feng, but made no other move. He simply landed beside the two of them, looking rather annoyed, and stared intently at the boy.

Elder Feng was secretly pleased, but a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Judging from your abundant spiritual energy and profound foundation, young friend, you have clearly entered the inner sanctum and embarked on the path of immortality. May I ask if you have been fortunate enough to become a disciple of any master and receive instruction from him?"

The boy shook his head and said, "No, that's not true."

Elder Feng was overjoyed and pressed for details, "Where is the cultivation technique?"

The boy shook his head again and said, "It's never been repaired..."

Elder Feng was slightly taken aback, exchanged glances with the Fire Dragon Boy, and couldn't help but ask:
"Then your cultivation level..."

"I do not know either."

The boy said matter-of-factly, "Anyway, ever since I can remember, spiritual energy has been drilling into my body on its own. As I've grown up, it's naturally become like this!"

Elder Feng and Fire Dragon Boy: "..." Forgive their limited experience, but having lived most of their lives, they had never heard of such a strange thing!
The boy seemed to have seen many such shocked reactions, and said to himself, "I have been born with superhuman strength since I was a child. My family all say that I am a reincarnation of an immortal. The Taoist priest who passed through the village also said that I have amazing talent and wanted to take me to seek immortality and ask questions."

“My family believed his methods and wanted me to become his apprentice. But they never expected that the Taoist priest was a fake. He only wanted to sell me into the city and had no intention of teaching me how to cultivate immortality.”

"He just didn't know I was born with superhuman strength. Once he realized what was happening, I easily knocked him unconscious and ran all the way into this Yunmeng Mountain, where he got lost and ended up here..."

At this point, the young man paused, looking at the two people in front of him with a suspicious expression, and said:
"You two claim to be cultivators, yet you couldn't even withstand a single punch from me. Are you fake too?"

"..."

Elder Feng was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at the Fire Dragon Boy beside him.

The Fire Dragon Boy's face shifted between pale and flushed. After a moment of struggle, he forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself, "Children speak without thinking, children speak without thinking!"

"I am magnanimous and will not hold it against you!"

Elder Feng suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "Young friend, rest assured, we two are true cultivators. How could we be compared to those swindlers from the mortal world?"

The boy remained noncommittal: "How can you prove it?"

Elder Feng smiled and said, "Young friend, since you know about Yunmeng Mountain, have you ever heard of the Three Sects of Yunmeng?"

The boy paused slightly, then said thoughtfully, "I think I've heard of it before!"

"That's easy!"

Elder Feng laughed heartily and said, "To tell you the truth, I am the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Crafts Academy, one of the three sects of Yunmeng!"

"The Supreme Elder?" The boy's eyes widened, and he looked at the Fire Dragon Boy in apparent shock. "And what about him?"

Fire Dragon Child snorted and said arrogantly, "I am Fire Dragon Child, and I am also a Nascent Soul sword cultivator of the Ancient Sword Sect!"

He emphasized the words "sword cultivator" in particular.

Unfortunately, the little guy in front of him didn't understand what he meant.

Elder Feng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Young friend, you possess a fire-type heavenly spiritual root, which is perfectly suited to my Hundred Crafts Academy. If you were to join my Hundred Crafts Academy in the future, you would not only be able to cultivate my sect's unique skills, but also have the help of the earth's fire veins. Your cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and even forming a core within a hundred years would not be a dream!"

"Stop listening to his nonsense!"

Fire Dragon Boy hurriedly said, "We cultivators should naturally value supernatural powers and magic. The Ancient Sword Sect is the head of the three sects and possesses the Taibai Sword Technique, which is famous throughout the Xi Kingdom. With such combat power, wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't become a sword cultivator?"

Elder Feng shook his head and said, "Brother Lan, you are mistaken!"

"Cultivating immortality is all about cultivation and becoming an immortal. Always fighting and risking your life goes against the four-word mantra of cultivating immortality. Why not come with my Hundred Crafts Academy to learn the art of weapon crafting?"

"When you become wealthy and influential, and your reputation spreads far and wide, even the strongest sword cultivators will have to ask you for treasures."

Fire Dragon Boy scoffed, "Easy words, but when it comes down to it, we'll see who's the real deal."

"Besides, cultivating immortality is a defiance of the heavens. We cultivators should take control of our own destiny. How can we cultivate peacefully and live a carefree life in the mortal world if we always entrust our lives to others?"

Hearing the two arguing, the boy's face darkened, and he immediately made a stop gesture.

"stop!"

"I understand now, you all want to take me back to the sect, right?"

Elder Feng and the Fire Dragon Boy were both taken aback, then looked at the boy with strange expressions, waiting for his next reaction.

The young man frowned slightly, looked at the two of them, and said, "I have only one question: if I am willing to go back with you, do I need to become your disciple?"

Fire Dragon Boy was secretly delighted, but he remained reserved and said, "Generally speaking, disciples of my Ancient Sword Sect need to train in the outer sect for a period of time first. However, considering your decent aptitude, I am willing to make an exception!"

In contrast, Elder Feng was much more straightforward, saying solemnly, "That's for sure!"

The boy thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "In that case, let's forget about it!"

Ok?
Both of them were taken aback, seemingly not expecting the young man before them to refuse a Nascent Soul stage master.

The boy glanced at the Fire Dragon Child and said, "Didn't this senior say that we cultivators must take control of our own destiny? So I think that I can only choose my own master!"

So you mean you don't think much of the two of us?
Elder Feng came to his senses, feeling quite angry.

On the contrary, the Fire Dragon Boy, who had been repeatedly thwarted, suddenly brightened up and laughed loudly:
"Not bad!"

"You little rascal, you're quite to my liking!"

"Since that's the case, I'm willing to make an exception for you and open the mountain gates ahead of schedule to recruit disciples. If you truly have such ambition, then you can try your luck, enter the sect on your own, and choose your own master. What do you say?"

Why are these conditions even more stringent than before?

Elder Feng looked surprised, as if he hadn't expected the Fire Dragon Boy to say such a thing.

But what he didn't expect was that the boy opposite him seemed to fall for it.

Upon hearing this, he was not angry but pleased, and proudly said, "That's exactly right!"

Upon hearing this, the Fire Dragon Boy's grin widened and he could no longer close his mouth.

Elder Feng came to his senses and finally realized that he had made a mistake and misjudged the boy's character.

Although he felt extremely regretful and remorseful, faced with this situation, he could only sigh and bow, saying:
"Congratulations, Brother Lan! Congratulations to your sect!"

(End of this chapter)