Evil of all ages

Chapter 253 Self-doubt

Huang Yunyou deliberately leaked his aura to attract the attention of the ghostwriter.

However, the scrutiny from the person who had been holding the knife made him feel an inexplicable pressure.

He knew he had overestimated himself.

The old, decrepit late-stage Innate Realm expert from Tiejiabao was no match for the middle-aged late-stage Innate Realm expert before him.

Although he had overestimated himself, he remembered that he was not alone.

Gu Jingshan was only injured; he still had the strength to fight. If they joined forces, they should be able to force this accomplice to retreat.

If they can't force them to retreat, then they can only ask Qiao Bingyun, who is inside the carriage, to help them.

However, Qiao Bingyun should avoid taking action if possible.

Gu Jingshan no longer remembers Huang Yunyou.

Because he has helped so many people, he doesn't even remember helping a newbie three years ago.

Seeing that Huang Yunyou was already at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm at such a young age, he was equally surprised.

Logically speaking, someone with such cultivation at such a young age should already be well-known on the list of geniuses.

But he's not on the list of prodigies. Could it be that this prodigy just appeared recently and the list hasn't been updated yet, which is why his name isn't there?

Although the identity of this prodigy is unknown, at this moment, his sudden release of his aura to attract the attention of the swordsman is clearly an act of helping him.

This made him curious as to why this prodigy would help him.

"You want to save him?"

The man who had been holding the knife stood on the treetop, frowned, and looked at Huang Yunyou, asking a question.

"Senior, he saved my life three years ago. I hope you will spare him."

Huang Yunyou clasped his hands in a fist salute and said.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jingshan tried hard to recall, but he had saved so many people three years ago that he couldn't remember saving such a prodigy.

When the swordsman heard that Blood Demon was the young man's savior, he immediately understood why the young man was so determined to stand up for Blood Demon.

"Two Venerable Ones with Seven Peaks, which sect are you from?"

"Or are you the owner of the system?"

The ghostwriter suspected that the young man was either the system owner or someone with two seven-pointed stars.

Because at such a young age, such cultivation level can only be barely achieved by two Seven Peaks.

Gu Jingshan suspected that Huang Yunyou was the owner of the system, firstly because Huang Yunyou's name was not on the list of geniuses.

Secondly, if Huang Yunyou is a hidden genius with two high-ranking officials and seven peaks, why would they be willing to release him into the world at this time?

Even if they are allowed to experience the world, the protectors are not this powerful.

There was someone inside the carriage; although their aura was somewhat restrained, they were clearly only at the innate level.

The sense of crisis he felt from the people inside the carriage was much less than that from the person holding the knife.

Having two peak-stage acquired experts and one innate expert as protectors is too meager; they don't seem like people from a top-tier power at all.

Such extraordinary individuals who appear out of nowhere are mostly system owners.

"I am neither a member of any sect nor a system owner."

Huang Yunyou shook his head slightly.

Upon hearing this, both the ghostwriter and Gu Jingshan were deeply skeptical.

Being without a faction or affiliation means having no resources and not being a system owner.

Even if a rogue cultivator has extraordinary talent, it's impossible for him to break through to the mid-stage of the Innate Realm at such a young age.

"I am able to reach this level entirely because I have a good master."

Huang Yunyou felt that the risk of fighting this swordsman was too great, so he decided to use his connections to scare him away.

When the ghostwriter and Gu Jingshan heard that Huang Yunyou had a master and that his high level of skill was entirely due to his master's efforts, they became extremely curious.

"The number one ranked person on the Heavenly Ranking is Li Xunhuan, the Little Flying Dagger, who is my master."

Huang Yunyou feigned a sense of superiority and pride as he spoke.

"what?"

Who is your master?

"No wonder there have been rumors lately that that person's disciple has appeared in the world."

"So you were talking about!"

Upon hearing that Huang Yunyou was the disciple of the number one person in the world, Gu Jingshan was startled.

The fame of Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger, is simply too great.

One person can slaughter an army of thousands!

This alone makes it something that everyone in the world can only dream of. If Huang Yunyou is that person's disciple, it does explain why Huang Yunyou broke through to the mid-stage of the Innate Realm at such a young age.

After all, becoming that person's apprentice would make even a pig take flight.

"I've met that person. You said you were his apprentice. When did he accept you as his apprentice?"

When the ghostwriter heard Huang Yunyou say that he was Li Xunhuan's disciple, he was surprised, because he had indeed met Li Xunhuan.

Because he is Feng Zizai!
Three years ago, he witnessed Li Xunhuan slaughtering thousands of soldiers.

But he had never heard of Li Xunhuan having a disciple. It was only recently that rumors circulated that Li Xunhuan's disciple had been born.

Although he felt that no one would dare to impersonate Li Xunhuan's disciple, nothing is absolute.

We need to ask!
If this young man is truly Li Xunhuan's disciple, then we must certainly give him face.

If it wasn't him, but an imposter, he would still let Gu Jingshan go.

Because this young man dared to impersonate someone and had such strength, it must be a scheme orchestrated by some force.

Could it be targeting Li Xunhuan?

Could it be targeting someone else?

No matter what it's about, he always felt that with his small arms and legs, he couldn't handle it, so it was better to stay away.

Huang Yunyou was startled; he truly hadn't expected that this ghostwriter had met Brother Li before.

The reason he was able to intimidate people was because he bet that no one else had ever seen Brother Li.

Now, unfortunately, they've run into someone who has seen Brother Li before. Judging from his tone, this person not only knows Brother Li, but also knows him.

This made him a little panicked, after all, he was an imposter.

However, he noticed that the other party only had a slight suspicion and did not immediately deny him or say that he was an imposter.

This made him realize that the other person might know Brother Li, but their relationship wasn't deep.

“My master took me as his disciple three years ago, before he became famous.”

“At that time, I stayed by my master’s side and served him.”

"This can withstand scrutiny. As long as you inquire about this matter even slightly, you will know that I am not lying."

"After that, my master didn't take me with him. He thought I was too weak and arranged for me to cultivate on my own."

"Don't let me out until I break through to the Innate Realm."

"Oh, right, my master also gave me a throwing knife as a souvenir."

"Here, this is it. If you know my master, you should have seen my master's throwing knives."

Huang Yunyou took out a throwing knife, which was indeed a souvenir given to him by Brother Li.

After hearing Huang Yunyou's words, Feng Zizai was convinced that Huang Yunyou was Li Xunhuan's disciple.

Seeing Huang Yunyou pull out a throwing knife, he jumped down from the treetop.

Firstly, it's not appropriate to look down on someone's apprentice.

Secondly, he never had the chance to see Li Xunhuan's flying knife back then.

Now that we have the opportunity to see it, we naturally want to see clearly what kind of amazing flying knife Li Xunhuan is using.

Huang Yunyou signaled to Cheng Zichen and the others not to be nervous, because he could tell that Feng Zizai had no ill intentions.

He dismounted and waited for Feng Zizai to come forward.

Seeing this, Gu Jingshan's tense nerves completely relaxed.

He knew he was alright, but he still couldn't remember where he had saved Huang Yunyou's life three years ago.

I'll probably have to ask Huang Yunyou to find out before he can remember.

"Don't call me senior, just call me Brother Feng. Can I take a look at this throwing knife?"

Feng Zizai stepped forward and pointed at the throwing knife in Huang Yunyou's hand with a gentle expression.

Huang Yunyou handed over the throwing knife directly, not afraid that Feng Zizai would snatch it away.

This is just an ordinary throwing knife; any blacksmith shop could make it.

Moreover, he didn't think the other party would dare to take his throwing knife away.

Feng Zizai took the throwing knife from Huang Yunyou's hand as if it were a precious treasure, and carefully examined it, wanting to see what was so special about the throwing knife used by the number one person in the world.

Then he began to doubt himself.

He doubted his own abilities, thinking he was not only incompetent, unable to recognize the sophistication of the throwing knife, but also had poor eyesight and mistook it for an ordinary throwing knife.

"This is just an ordinary throwing knife. My master said that the real skill lies in the person, not the throwing knife."

Seeing that Feng Zizai was even doubting himself, Huang Yunyou suppressed a laugh and reminded him.

(End of this chapter)