Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Chapter 46 Arrival at the Lu Family Residence

The three of them found a pine tree and sat down on the ground.

Lu Jin sat upright, just like a kindergarten child waiting for the teacher to line up and distribute fruit.

Zeng Su placed a bundle on Fei Peng's body on the ground and opened it: "Master, this is something from Quanxing."

Zuo Ruotong looked at the two things in front of her: a drum and a booklet.

There's no need to take that bag out; it contains money—twenty-five silver dollars and two small yellow croakers.

This small sum of money went directly to Zeng Su. Lu Jin, being a young master, wouldn't care about such a small amount, and Zuo Ruotong, as the leader of the Sanyi Sect, would care even less. Only Zeng Su was truly poor.

Zuo Ruotong picked up the drum.

"If I'm not mistaken, this drum should be the Maoshan magic weapon, the Corpse Control Drum. Then the Quanxing person you killed should be Quanxing's [Fierce Corpse] Lei Potian."

"So that bearded man's name is Lei Potian!" Zeng Su nodded.

Looking at the Corpse Control Drum, Lu Jin asked, "Master, is that Lei Potian also a weapon refiner?"

Weapon refiners were extremely rare and extraordinary individuals. They didn't cultivate their own combat abilities but devoted themselves to refining objects, imbuing them with unique qualities. Many legendary sword immortals were actually weapon refiners, capable of flying on their swords and taking the heads of enemies from a thousand miles away—while that's somewhat exaggerated, it's not impossible. These weapon refiners have now vanished without a trace.

The talent required to be a weapon refiner is extremely high; even the Three Ones Sect has no weapon refiners. A weapon refiner who can refine three magical artifacts in their lifetime is considered a grandmaster.

As for Zeng Su, he naturally knew about weapon refiners. One of the Eight Wonders, the "Divine Refinement," was a technique that brought weapon refinement to its extreme, capable of producing high-quality and powerful magical artifacts in large quantities, completely breaking the limits of weapon refiners.

Zuo Ruotong shook her head at Lu Jin's question.

"How could Lei Potian have crafted this Corpse Control Drum? He doesn't have that ability. The Corpse Control Drum is one of the most treasured magical artifacts of Maoshan Sect, and it was stolen by Lei Potian from Maoshan."

Then Zuo Ruotong picked up the booklet again, flipped through it a few times, and said with some surprise, "This is actually the authentic Maoshan secret technique, 'Maoshan Zombie Fist'. Lei Potian is quite something; he actually stole this from Maoshan and even learned it."

"Maoshan Zombie Fist?" Zeng Su muttered the name, feeling it didn't sound like a particularly powerful martial art.

"Wow!" Lu Jin's mouth dropped open. He had heard of the origins of the Maoshan Zombie Fist.

Seeing Zeng Su's ignorant look, he immediately became interested and decided to teach his junior brother a lesson.

"Master, let me explain!" Lu Jin blinked at Zuo Ruotong.

"Okay!" Zuo Ruotong smiled and nodded, giving the opportunity to Lu Jin.

"Ahem!" Lu Jin coughed twice, feigning profundity, before explaining, "Legend has it that there was a martial arts master in Maoshan who combined several powerful martial arts techniques of the time with Maoshan's unique Qi cultivation method to create this unparalleled martial art, the 'Maoshan Zombie Fist.' At that time, that great Maoshan cultivator was invincible, earning the title of the number one martial artist in the martial arts world. However, after that senior's death, the 'Maoshan Zombie Fist' was never heard of again."

"I was wondering why that zombie from last night knew martial arts; it turns out Lei Potian actually learned this technique."

Finally, Lu Jin added a complaint: the zombies' martial arts skills were simply too much to handle.

After Lu Jin finished speaking, Zuo Ruotong continued, "Lei Potian has been a defector from Maoshan for more than ten years. During these ten years, he has been wandering around various places, causing havoc wherever he goes."

Maoshan mobilized a large number of people and resources to pursue him, and other sects also tried to besiege him, but he always managed to escape.

"The zombie from last night was probably just a new one created by Lei Potian. As far as I know, he once controlled a bronze-armored zombie and almost wiped out an ancient sect of supernatural beings."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Su and Lu Jin both fell silent.

They both knew about the Copper-Armored Corpse. Its body was as hard as copper and iron, impervious to swords and spears, possessed immense strength, and moved as fast as the wind.

If the zombie from last night had been a bronze-armored zombie, they would have been in serious danger.

"Now you know how lucky you were last night! Lei Potian's bronze-armored corpse was taken by the Maoshan people some time ago, which is why Lei Potian was defeated by the two of you," Zuo Ruotong said with a stern face.

"master----"

The two looked at their master with longing eyes.

Seeing this, Zuo Ruotong didn't know what to say, but she still patted each of them on the head.

"Remember this: a single wrong step in life can lead to certain doom."

"Disciple, we understand." The two nodded in unison.

The combination of the Corpse Control Drum and the Maoshan Corpse Fist is the most perfect combination. Lei Potian has made a great name for himself in the martial arts world with these two skills. If he hadn't gotten too cocky and lost his own bronze-armored corpse, Zeng Su and Lu Jin alone would not have been able to defeat him.

Of course, even with the copper-armored corpse protecting him last night, Lei Potian couldn't escape death. Because even if he defeated Zeng Su and Lu Jin, he would ultimately face the Great Ying Immortal, Zuo Ruotong, a being standing at the pinnacle of the world of supernatural beings.

"Master, this 'Maoshan Zombie Fist'—" Lu Jin suddenly spoke weakly, his meaning self-evident.

"Snapped!"

The next second, a sharp rap on the head struck Lu Jin.

"What? Do you think the Triple Rebirth of the Three Ones Sect is not good enough for you?" Zuo Ruotong stared at Lu Jin and said.

Lu Jin covered his head and shook it like a rattle drum.

"Of course not, the Triple Rebirth is the strongest."

"Hmph, you brat!" Zuo Ruotong was truly angry. Although the Maoshan Zombie Fist was not weak, it was far inferior to the Reverse Life Third Level. In his mind, the Reverse Life Third Level was a heaven-reaching technique, while the Maoshan Zombie Fist, no matter how strong, was merely a mortal skill, incapable of reaching the heavens.

"And you? What do you think?"

Suddenly, Zuo Ruotong asked Zeng Su again.

Zeng Su was taken aback; he didn't want to get a beating. So he glared at him and said very seriously, "The Triple Rebirth Technique and my family's secret methods are enough for me to study for a lifetime. There's no need to waste time on this kind of thing."

"Hmm." Zuo Ruotong nodded in satisfaction, and then continued, "You can't really learn the Maoshan Zombie Fist even if you wanted to. The core elements are gone, leaving only a vague outline. Moreover, the requirements are extremely demanding, and ordinary people simply can't practice it. Otherwise, Maoshan wouldn't have kept this kind of technique on a high shelf."

"This Corpse Control Drum is intact, but we don't have a way to activate it, so it's useless to us. We'll return it to Maoshan when we have the chance, and of course, Maoshan will also make a gesture in return. Then it will be yours."

Neither item is of much use to them, but they still have value, and Maoshan will definitely spend a lot of money on them.

"How can that be? Master should take the lion's share, and the two of us should take the smaller share," Lu Jin said immediately.

"You think your teacher is after what little you have?"

Zuo Ruotong was almost amused by Lu Jin's behavior; he never knew Lu Jin had such a temperament.

The three of them, master and disciples, laughed and joked around.

Nothing else happened on the rest of the journey, and they arrived in Zhejiang safely.

In the world of supernatural beings, there are four major families: Wang, Lü, Lu, and Gao. Each of them holds a pivotal position in the martial arts world, no less important than those famous sects.

This year's birthday celebration for Old Master Lu is a major event for the entire world of supernatural beings. Being invited to the banquet is a great honor. Of course, many people also came uninvited, as it's not a common occurrence for so many supernatural beings to gather in one place.

A birthday banquet is not just a birthday banquet; many other things can be done there.

Lujia Town is the home of the Lu family, and the entire town is owned by the Lu family. Nowadays, almost everyone walking on the streets of Lujia Town is an extraordinary person.

Ordinary people may not recognize Zuo Ruotong, but in the world of supernatural beings, anyone with a bit of ability has heard of Zuo Ruotong.

Dressed in white, with long hair and bare feet, he exudes an ethereal aura. This is also a distinctive characteristic of Zuo Ruotong, the leader of the Sanyi Sect.

So when the three of them appeared in Lujia Town, it caused quite a stir.

"Left Gate Chief!"

"Greetings, Chief Left!"

From the town entrance to the location of the Lu family's main residence, Zuo Ruotong nodded countless times. This was the downside of being famous; wherever she went, people recognized her and came to greet her.

Moreover, as a member of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, he couldn't give people a bad impression, so Zuo Ruotong responded politely to everyone who came up to greet him.

Lu Jin, the eldest son of the Lu family and a top disciple of the Sanyi Sect, also attracted much attention.

In comparison, Zeng Su was a nobody, and nobody paid any attention to him.

Because he was so young, even though Zuo Ruotong took him under her wing, everyone just thought that Zuo Ruotong wanted to broaden his apprentice's horizons. Perhaps Zeng Su would become very strong in the future, but no one took him seriously now.

The Lu family quickly informed them of Zuo Ruotong's arrival.

Old Master Lu, accompanied by Lu Xuan (Lu Jin's father), a candidate for the next head of the Lu family, personally went to the gate to greet Zuo.

Ruotong.

"Oh my! The arrival of the Left Gate Master is an honor to the Lu family. This old man has certainly made a great impression!"

"Old Master Lu stepped forward and said with a smile."

"You're too kind, Lord Lu." Zuo Ruotong bowed slightly, her white robes gleaming softly in the afternoon sunlight. "I came in haste and have not prepared any generous gifts, only some simple mountain tea. I hope you won't find it offensive."

As he spoke, he took out a small celadon jar from his sleeve and handed it over. The jar was only the size of a palm, plain and without any decoration, but the mouth of the jar was sealed tightly with wax, indicating that it contained no ordinary item.

Grandpa Lu took the porcelain jar, peeled back a small crack in the wax seal, and smelled it. His eyes immediately lit up: "These are leaves from that old tea tree on Mount Taimu?"

"Master Lu has a good sense of smell," Zuo Ruotong said with a smile. "It is indeed from that tree. It was picked this spring, and there were only three ounces in total. I kept one ounce for myself, and I am giving the remaining two ounces to Master Lu as a birthday gift."

For Zuo Ruotong to refer to himself as a junior in front of Old Master Lu was a great show of respect. Although he had taken Lu Jin as his disciple, and Old Master Lu was senior to him in terms of seniority, in the martial arts world, those who had achieved the highest rank came first.

Old Master Lu carefully handed the porcelain jar to the butler behind him, his smile widening: "This gift from Master Zuo is more precious than any gold or jewels. That old tea tree is a naturally blessed plant, sprouting new buds only once every three to five years. To be able to drink a sip of it is a blessing."

Old Master Lu did not act arrogantly because of his age. Zuo Ruotong gave him face, and he also respected Zuo Ruotong very much.

Surrounded by the direct descendants of the Lu family, Zuo Ruotong and her apprentice entered the Lu family's gate.

The two elders walked and talked ahead, while Lu Jin followed behind, respectfully greeting his father and elders. Then, unable to contain himself, his eyes kept glancing to the side.

Come to think of it, after all these years at the Sanyi Sect, although the sect treated him well and his relationships with his fellow disciples were harmonious, it was still not his home. Now that he had returned home, seeing the familiar streets and alleys, the familiar gate, the sense of familiarity that welled up from his bones made him feel much lighter.

Grandpa Lu's gaze swept over his grandson, noticing his energetic spirit and steady breathing, and he nodded in satisfaction. He knew that Lu Jin had not wasted his talent and had cultivated diligently. Having a worthy successor for the Lu family was what he most wanted to see.

Then he looked at Zeng Su, who was following behind, and his gaze lingered on him for a moment.

"This must be the junior brother Jin'er mentioned in her letter!" Old Master Lu said, his tone carrying a hint of scrutiny, but more so curiosity.

Zuo Ruotong nodded and beckoned to Zeng Su, "Su'er, come here."

Zeng Su stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Junior Zeng Su greets Senior Lu."

Old Master Lu looked him up and down.

This child, at the age of seven or eight, is full of spirit and energy, with his Qi power forming a self-contained system, indicating that his cultivation is not weak.

And when looking at people, he doesn't flinch or look away, standing there quietly, giving people a sense of stability and composure. Unlike children his age who are clumsy and awkward, or like some children who have been taken out by their elders to see the world who are timid and hesitant.

Old Master Lu has spent most of his life in the martial arts world. What kind of people haven't he seen? Some children are obviously destined for greatness, while others are clearly just there to make up the numbers.

The Zeng Su standing before him gave him the impression of the former.

"Good." Old Master Lu nodded, his tone filled with genuine appreciation, "He is indeed a clever child."

"Master Zuo has a keen eye and has gained another excellent disciple. The Sanyi Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a legitimate branch of the Xuanmen!"

"You flatter me, Lord Lu." Zuo Ruotong smiled; he always appreciated compliments.

At this moment, Lu Xuan, who was following behind Old Master Lu, stepped forward and bowed to Zuo Ruotong.

Lu Xuan was in his early forties, with a square face and a resemblance to Lu Jin in his features, though he was much more composed. He wore a moon-white long robe with a dark green silk sash around his waist, exuding the air of a patriarch.

Although Lu Xuan is not yet the head of the Lu family, this birthday banquet is not only to celebrate the old master's birthday, but also to announce to the martial arts world the selection of the new head of the Lu family.

"Master Zuo must be tired from your journey," Lu Xuan said. "A guest room has been prepared; you may rest here."

Zuo Ruotong nodded in agreement.

Only then did Lu Jin formally step forward to kowtow and pay his respects to his grandfather and father. Although he had already greeted them, he couldn't neglect the proper etiquette; it was a rule of the Lu family.

"Get up, get up." Old Master Lu reached out and helped his grandson up, looked him up and down several times, and then patted him on the shoulder. "You've lost weight."

"Grandpa, I haven't lost weight, I've gotten stronger." Lu Jin grinned and pinched his arm. "Look, it's all muscle."

Lu Xuan coughed lightly beside him, and Lu Jin immediately dropped his playful grin and stood up properly. But he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and he kept glancing at Zeng Su next to him.

Grandpa Lu noticed his grandson's little actions, smiled but said nothing, then turned to Zuo Ruotong and said, "Sect Leader Zuo, let's go inside and talk. Let these juniors play by themselves."

Zuo Ruotong glanced at Lu Jin and Zeng Su, and nodded slightly: "Go ahead! But don't cause trouble or create any problems."

"Yes, Master!" the two replied in unison.

Zuo Ruotong followed the Lu family into the inner hall. Lu Jin watched their figures disappear at the end of the corridor, then immediately changed his demeanor, grabbing Zeng Su's arm and raising his voice several decibels: "Come on, junior brother, I'll show you around!"

"Senior brother, why don't you go and meet the other elders first?" Zeng Su asked.

"I've seen them all, I've seen them all." Lu Jin pulled him outside. "We'll go see my mother later. She's probably busy in the kitchen right now, and going there would only cause trouble. Come on, let me show you around Lu Family Town first."

Zeng Su was dragged out of the Lu family compound by him.