Under One Person: I can manipulate magnetic fields!

This kid's talent is just too good.

"Just what kind of monster is this kid?!"

The tall, thin man's expression also changed slightly.

He was still thinking about how to get revenge later, but he never expected that this young master would be so talented.

It seems that getting revenge on this kid will be a bit difficult.

"Hehe, this kid is indeed worthy of being my successor."

Standing on the tree, Wang Yaozu narrowed his triangular eyes, looking slightly smug.

Zi la la!

However, at that moment, dozens of white light spots suddenly appeared beneath the feet of the tall, thin man and the short man, and streaks of white electric arcs shot out, slamming into them.

"Oh no, this kid is lying to us!"

The tall, thin man's expression changed slightly, but his Eagle Claw technique was completely useless against the power of lightning.

White arcs of electricity crackled wildly across his body, the tingling sensation almost making him cry out for his parents.

"You despicable and shameless brat!"

The short man also let out a scream.

He never expected this kid to be so despicable and shameless.

Moreover, his earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique used to escape earth) was also unable to evade the power of lightning, leaving him helpless for the time being.

After an unknown amount of time, the two men were charred black. Chen Yuan crawled out of the ground, looked at them, and shrugged.

"I only said that if you don't hand over the secret manual, I'll deal with you, but I didn't say that if you hand it over, I won't deal with you. You're just being stupid. You can't blame me for this."

These two guys are stupid, so you can't blame them for lying.

Besides, he wasn't making an oath to these two bandits, who had countless lives on their hands. He was doing this to rid the people of a scourge.

"...This kid is truly despicable and shameless; Xiao Yuan and the others are no match for him."

Wang Yaozu was also dumbfounded.

This kid's shamelessness is truly unmatched by ordinary people.

"I should go back now."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, then turned and left.

Now that he has obtained the Earthly Immortal, he should go back.

I wonder if Old Man Wang is still following behind him?

……

the other side.

"Brother Chen truly has a deep love for his country and its people; he is truly admirable."

Ruan Tao looked at Feng Ping and sighed.

Once he arrived at Yinghe Tower, he would definitely tell others about this.

After all, people with such ambition are rare.

"Yes, Brother Ruan Tao, I had no idea that Brother Yuan had such ambitions."

Fengping scratched his Nezha-style hair and gave a strange smile.

When he arrives at Yinghe Tower, he'll have to give it a good show.

However, he always felt that Chen Yuan was deliberately lying.

……

Northeast China, in the heart of the Changbai Mountains.

"Junior Brother Liu, I heard that kid and Ghost Hand King came out. Hehe, my brother is really useless. He was actually killed by a twelve-year-old brat! He has really disgraced us Wild Maoshan."

A burly Taoist priest with a cold expression snorted.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I won't get involved in this matter. I can't afford to offend Ghost Hand King."

Liu gave a dry laugh.

The robust Taoist priest in front of them was Zhao Tianzhen's older brother, and also Zhao Tianzhen's senior brother.

The reason they were able to escape the Shangqing Maoshan Sect together was because of Zhao Lihuo. This guy's secret arts, combined with his talisman techniques, were terrifying. He killed a senior brother who was guarding the gate and was able to escape the Maoshan Sect.

Chen Yuan has offended Zhao Lihuo, and he's probably really in for a world of trouble.

"Hehe, I won't make things difficult for you, Junior Brother Liu. Don't worry, I'm not asking you for help this time to intercept Ghost Hand King and that kid. I just want to ask what kind of tricks that kid has?"

A cold killing intent flashed in Zhao Lihuo's eyes.

Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle. Although my good-for-nothing brother died at the hands of this kid, it was very likely due to carelessness.

However, it would be foolish to act rashly without knowing the other party's methods.

"Since Senior Brother Zhao has asked, I will certainly answer to the best of my knowledge."

Mr. Liu touched the brim of his hat and said.

Anyway, as long as you don't ask him for help, everything will be fine. He can't afford to offend that Ghost Hand King.

He'll just stay neutral.

Anyway, this has nothing to do with him.

That kid has no choice but to pray for himself.

……

The Chen residence.

"Master, please don't worry about the young master. Good people are always protected by heaven. He will definitely be alright."

Butler Pei coughed and offered words of comfort.

"Hey, I only have one son. I'm so afraid something will happen to him, otherwise our Chen family will be without an heir?"

Mr. Chen's face was full of bitterness.

He couldn't help but worry, since they only had one son in their family.

He suddenly regretted agreeing to Mr. Xu's request.

However, considering how resilient the kid was and how he had learned physical fitness techniques from Master Zuo, he suppressed his worries.

In the school.

"I don't know if this child can get to Beijing safely. I originally offered him a train ride, but he refused."

Mr. Xu gave a wry smile.

With his connections, getting a first-class train ticket shouldn't be a problem.

Besides, the child is well-off; he shouldn't be unable to afford a first-class train ticket.

Since the opening of the first passenger railway, the Wusong Railway, in 1876, passenger trains were classified into classes until the Republic of China era. They were usually divided into first class, second class, and third class.

During the Republic of China era, the environment and facilities in first-class and second-class carriages were quite good.

Chapter 201 The Secret of the Golden Escape Flowing Light! (Second Update)

Back inside the awning boat.

Ghost Hand King had already returned, his hands behind his back, seemingly not even watching Chen Yuan, his old face displaying a calm and collected expression.

"Old Deng probably followed us, but he's pretending he didn't. Tsk. And Old Deng's usually empty money bag is now bulging. He probably stole all the money from those bandits. No wonder he's called the Ghost Hand King."

Chen Yuan smiled to himself, but did not expose Ghost Hand King's little scheme.

After all, even old people have their pride.

"Kid, keep rowing, we need to get going. After all, it's quite a long way to Mount Tai."

Wang Yaozu grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

Judging from the skills this kid just displayed, he really doesn't seem like a novice.

Of course, he couldn't say it directly.

Otherwise, this kid will get carried away again.

He brought this kid along to give him a good test.

"Mount Tai? So Granny Liu's temple is on Mount Tai?"

Chen Yuan's eyes darted around, and he immediately asked.

“You’re quite clever, kid. That’s right. Granny Liu’s Taoist temple is built on Mount Tai. If you want to learn how to cultivate your Yang spirit, you’ll have to go to Mount Tai.”

Wang Yaozu chuckled.

He naturally knew that this kid definitely wanted to learn how to cultivate the Yang God, but he estimated that the journey would not be peaceful.

This kid needs to suffer a bit.

He specifically asked Yuan Jingui to spread the word that Zhao Lihuo, that old fox, was probably going to cause trouble for this kid.

But it's good, how can one grow without experiencing hardships?

He decided to take the opportunity to hide, letting the kid go on his own, while he would stay with the kid for protection.

"Uncle Wang, I understand!"

Chen Yuan suddenly circulated the colorless and transparent true qi in his lower dantian and began to row the boat.

Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak?

he came!

Inside a Taoist temple on Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak.

Inside the Taoist temple, there was a statue of Bixia Yuanjun, and an old woman was sitting cross-legged. On one side of the temple, there were many wooden plaques with the names of many people written on them.