One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

The night was as dark as ink, and the campus of Nankai University was deathly silent.

Outside the boys' dormitory, Feng Shayan, dressed in a neat casual outfit, lurked in the shadows by the flowerbed like a cheetah.

Her eyes were cold, and she deliberately released her aura.

A sharp wisp of true qi spread through the air, like an invisible net, carrying a clear sense of provocation, and instantly enveloped the entire area.

Almost at the same second she released her breath.

"Clang!"

The glass of a window on the third floor was violently smashed.

A petite figure leaped out of the window like a nimble cat, carrying two gleaming kitchen knives, and landed steadily on the lawn on the first floor with an almost physics-defying posture.

The person who arrived was Feng Baobao, who was wearing pajamas and had messy hair.

Their eyes met in mid-air. Feng Baobao's eyes were clear, yet they revealed a wild instinct.

The two exchanged a few words.

In an instant, the two figures turned into afterimages and collided with a loud crash, fighting fiercely in the green belt!

……

Meanwhile, in the woods behind Nankai University.

With a muffled thud, the giant Pleasant Goat doll threw the sack on its shoulder onto the leaf-strewn ground, making the person inside see stars.

The little girl Feng Yaya, standing nearby, gestured for the Pleasant Goat doll to step back and leaned closer, her face full of curiosity.

"Is this the successor of the Eight Extraordinary Skills that Dad mentioned? Let me see what he looks like..."

Feng Yaya rubbed her hands excitedly, just about to untie the rope of the burlap sack.

"Rip—"

The sack was suddenly violently ripped open from the inside.

Zhang Chulan, with his messy hair, sprang out like an angry spring, his eyes bloodshot, his face flushed, looking like a volcano about to erupt.

"Are you ever going to stop?! What do you all take me for?!"

He pointed at Feng Yaya and roared, "Can't you talk things out properly? Why did you have to put a sack over my head in the middle of the night?! Do you really think I'm some pushover?"

"Are all of you in the supernatural community crazy? I'm about to explode!"

He had assumed the kidnapper was a vicious villain, but when he opened his eyes, he found she was an innocent little girl. This stark contrast made him feel that his intelligence and dignity had been ruthlessly trampled upon.

Feng Yaya was startled by his fierce appearance and hurriedly explained with her big, watery eyes.

"Oh, don't get excited! We mean no harm. We just heard you're a successor of the Qi Body Source Stream, and we're simply curious. We wanted to take you back to the World Society for a cup of tea and see if you have any great skills..."

"Curious? You put a sack on me in the middle of the night if you meant no harm?!"

Zhang Chulan was so angry that he was practically fuming, and the true qi within his body was already surging uncontrollably.

Just then, a series of unhurried footsteps came from the other side of the woods, accompanied by a clear, arrogant voice with an undeniable authority.

"Your Tianxiahui has overstepped its bounds, and your methods are rather underhanded."

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures slowly emerged from the shadows.

The leader, dressed in white with white hair and a handsome face, walked slowly like an immortal in a neat Taoist robe. It was Zhang Lingyu.

Behind him followed two Taoist priests, Ye Xing and Ji Yun, who were also dressed in Taoist robes.

"And who are you?" Zhang Chulan frowned.

Zhang Lingyu didn't even glance at him. Her gaze bypassed Feng Yaya and landed directly on Zhang Chulan. She announced in a calm tone.

"Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan, from the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, come back to the mountain with me as ordered by your master."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan's anger instantly surged to its peak, and he completely exploded.

"Another one?! Did you guys plan this?!"

He pointed at Zhang Lingyu and cursed, "Go to hell with Longhu Mountain! What right do you have! I'm not going anywhere today! Nobody's going to touch me today!"

Having said that, he channeled all his Qi, and his body instantly erupted with dazzling golden light. He then exerted force with his feet and swung his fist straight at Zhang Lingyu.

"How dare you! Calm down, Zhang Chulan!"

Ye Xing and Ji Yun, who were standing behind Zhang Lingyu, shouted at the same time. The two stepped forward in unison to block Zhang Lingyu, their hands forming a hand seal, and their bodies also shone with a dazzling golden light.

"This is?!"

Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank sharply. He discovered that the two Taoist priests were using the exact same techniques passed down from his grandfather, and their skill seemed to surpass his own!

Bang bang bang!

Three golden lights collided fiercely in the forest, and the muffled thuds of fists and palms clashing were heard incessantly.

Zhang Chulan originally thought that his proud Golden Light Mantra would teach his opponents a lesson, but when he faced two opponents alone, he was forced to retreat repeatedly, his blood surging and his breath coming in gasps.

"How...how do you know this too?" Zhang Chulan asked in astonishment.

Ye Xing and Ji Yun concealed their auras and retreated to Zhang Lingyu's side. After exchanging a glance, Ye Xing respectfully clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Junior Uncle, we've confirmed it."

"He definitely used the Golden Light Mantra of our Celestial Master's Mansion, without a doubt, without any difference."

Zhang Lingyu nodded slightly, then stepped forward with a cold expression. She glanced at the panting Zhang Chulan and said indifferently, "Since that's the case, you may all step back. I'll personally assess him."

"Junior Uncle, isn't this unnecessary? Isn't it too cruel?"

Ji Yun was somewhat surprised and hesitant.

Zhang Lingyu ignored him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan felt deeply insulted and laughed in anger.

"Ha! Don't underestimate us! Come on! I want to see just how great your Celestial Master's Mansion really is!"

He sneered and activated the Golden Light Spell again, rushing towards Zhang Lingyu with all his might.

However, the gap in strength is as wide as a chasm.

Faced with his full-force attack, Zhang Lingyu simply turned slightly to the side and raised his right hand.

With a light wave of his hand, a powerful golden light struck Zhang Chulan's chest, which was radiating golden light.

"Click."

Zhang Chulan's prized Golden Light Spell, like glass struck by a hammer, instantly cracked and shattered.

He was struck as if by lightning, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a large tree. He couldn't catch his breath and almost fainted from the pain.

One move, instant kill.

……

Not far away, on a thick tree trunk, two figures sat side by side on a hidden treetop, as if watching an open-air movie.

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

Lu Linglong swung her legs, looked at Zhang Chulan who was grimacing in pain on the ground, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"To be sacked by the World Society and then instantly killed by Lingyu Zhenren's men—this is the legendary successor of the Qi Body Source Stream?"

"He doesn't seem very bright; he's had such a bad day."

Lin Mo, holding his phone and recording footage below for commercial purposes, chuckled calmly upon hearing this.

"Being bad is the original sin. Fighting based solely on instinct without systematic training will only lead to this outcome. Without strength, anyone can come and trample on you."

He tapped the screen a few times with his finger and added, "Look at his power exertion posture, his core is unstable, and his lower body is unsteady."

"But his foundation is decent. If he's willing to spend money to hire me as his sparring partner, I should be able to put him to a 50/50 match with that white-haired Taoist priest a month from now."

"I knew it!" Lu Linglong glanced at him suspiciously, then rolled her eyes angrily.

"That excuse sounds so familiar, you can't stop talking about money, you're really obsessed with cash! So, how much does it cost to have a workout with you?"

Lin Mo put away his phone and held up one finger, waving it: "Friendship price, basic package 300,000 per month."

"What, boss, are you going to pay for his meal? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

"You wish! I don't even have enough pocket money for myself!"

Lin Mo smiled and didn't say anything more.

He looked at the scene below, which was almost exactly the same as the development in his memory. The only variable was that he and Lu Linglong were just bystanders.

……