Seeing my sudden arrogance, Wen Ge abruptly turned his head away, wanting to get away from me.
Even though I knew I was telling the truth, it was still too humiliating to say it in public. I saw Wen Ge trying to run away.
They pounced on him and started fighting. After a while of playing around,
We went to watch the bathhouse makeover of Master Yunhe. His hair and beard, which used to be so unkempt, were now all matted together.
He turned the entire pool black as soon as he entered the water, so everyone forcibly took him and Lao Huang with them.
I took them both to the hair salon at the center to get them tidied up. Old Huang has been much better since he started working for me.
This was just for fun, but Master Yunhe really went too far.
They even arranged for him to have his hair washed and cut, and everyone realized that Master Yunhe was actually very handsome.
Although his hair and beard have turned white, after grooming himself, he really does become more charming with age.
He has now begun practicing the "Divine Illumination Scripture" that I compiled, a technique that re-establishes a set of meridians outside the body.
After completing the training, tattoo-like patterns will appear on the body. With the blessing of Yama, the level has been completely stabilized at the fourth realm Grandmaster.
Furthermore, Master Yunhe revealed his background; he was actually from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, the leading sword sect in the world.
The adopted son of the current sect leader, who originally couldn't cultivate but could only hone his sword techniques.
Moreover, he has been practicing for almost seventy years. Although he says he has let go of the past, how could he not be envious when he sees his fellow disciples flying and disappearing into the ground?
Although his adoptive father, Feng Tianfu, the sect leader, never looked down on him because he couldn't cultivate,
However, he couldn't get over his own conscience, so he left the Shu Mountain Sword Sect very early on.
He never identified himself as a disciple of Mount Shu while wandering alone, yet everyone in Mount Shu acknowledged him.
When they met outside, they all addressed him as "Uncle-Master." Now, he could finally rightfully call himself a disciple of Mount Shu.
Moreover, his claim to fame was thwarting the Yellow Springs Cult's conspiracies, which is why he's been smiling more these past few days.
He didn't object to our requests to get a haircut and change clothes; in fact, even Enma teased him about it.
Finally, standing before us was a sword-wielding disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.
He wore a gray Taoist robe with a dark green vest over it, and his hair was still styled in a high ponytail tied with a red ribbon.
His long, gray beard was neatly combed and flowed gracefully, and even his eyebrows had been trimmed.
When we left, several waiters were still pointing and whispering about Master Yunhe.
Afterwards, we noticed that they even blushed a little.
I teased him, saying, "Master, isn't marriage all the rage in your Shu Mountain? Have you found someone you like? I can play matchmaker for you, how about it?"
Master Yunhe blushed and didn't respond to my question, which made me even more excited, and I teased, "Oh my, Master Yunhe is blushing! This is really funny! Everyone, quickly think of a way to find him someone!"
As a result, the Taoist priest walked faster and faster, and soon disappeared from sight.
Our large group quickly returned to the hotel to rest, but those women didn't come.
Perhaps I was intercepted, or perhaps they simply didn't take what I said seriously.
I don't care at all. I'll just go and cause trouble tomorrow. Let's see who dares to stop me.
The next morning, I woke up perfectly normal. I ate normally, got dressed normally, and went to cause trouble with my friends as usual.
The young woman was very excited; she was finally going to witness firsthand what a grand spectacle of the martial arts world was like.
After breakfast, our group started organizing our equipment in the lobby. We had everyone put on entrenching tools, shotguns, body armor, and so on.
They had also changed into the Liehu Hall uniform, a black samurai outfit with a white shirt underneath.
There was an abstract, simple sketch of a tiger's head on its shoulder. Everything was neatly arranged, and everyone knew that something big was about to happen today.
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