Chapter 119: Testing My Knowledge

''Fu Qiai? Isn't she the owner of this hotel?'' Feng Yi asked.

''Yes.''

''Yes.''

We both answered at the same time. Lingling told me to hurry and went ahead. I smirked when Feng Yi put on that suspicious face.

''Practice diligently,'' I said and got out of the room.

My foot stepped on the red carpet laid on the corridor as I started walking. My footsteps were heavier and I appeared dangerous with that longsword on my back.

''Everything is on you if you try anything funny. You pissed her off yesterday, expect the worse.'' Lingling was saying this for my own good. Sometime around when we left Pinchu town, she had started caring for me.

I remained mute while she advised me. She would feel like I disregarded her if I refuted her here. Instead, I nodded from time to time as if I was paying attention.

Internally though, I was thinking about tomorrow's match with Night Raven. I felt like I could better execute the moves of Golden Tempest Technique this time around.

''Good.'' Ling'er smiled at me. She appeared happy that I was listening. I think this was the first time she had smiled like that.

It was something seeing this cold beauty warm up over a long duration of interactions.

When we reached outside the Immortal Wine Hotel, I saw a large carriage there. However, I suddenly stopped at the exit doors causing Ling'er to look at me in confusion.

''What's wrong?'' She asked.

There was a Qi gathering cultivator inside the golden carriage. I could sense it, the disturbance of energies around it. This cultivator was not hiding his aura at all. It was chaotic and unstabilized.

I started walking again, and sure enough, I saw a newly advanced cultivator there…. Whoa whoa whoa, who the hell was this peak Qi gathering old man sitting beside!?

I did not sense that person at all! Just who did Fu Qiai bring? All of my senses were ringing alarms in my mind. I narrowed my eyes and turned to Lingling. She had no reaction at all. She didn't have spirit sense like me so she thought that these were peak Meridian Opening practitioners and nothing else.

''Thank you for bringing him here, Ling. You can go now, we're just going to have some talk,'' Fu Qiai said and invited me inside the carriage.

I didn't have much choice here. In front of two cultivators, the current me had no way of defending. Maybe if I burned my whole cultivation, I could resist a few blows from this newly advanced woman but the old man was on a whole another realm. He could lift my body with his mastery of Qi, that I was sure.

'Let's not be too paranoid. These must be the members of her Fu clan,' I thought and stepped inside the carriage which was like a mini room.

The moment I stepped in, the shut on its own. I internally rolled my eyes, this woman was obviously trying to show off her basic application of wind Qi. My spirit sense was recovering with every new advancement so I could differentiate the types of Qi now.

''Sit.'' Fu Qiai lightly coughed and ordered.

I nodded and sat beside her even though there was an empty sofa. She didn't mind me as I was sitting at an appropriate distance.

''So this is the legacy boy? He has books in mind?''

''Yes, second aunt.'' Fu Qiai reploed to the woman.

''Interesting how books can appear in his mind…'' The woman mused. She crossed her legs and stared at me as if there was a profound secret hidden within my normal face.

My left eyebrow twitched. There was some information missing here. What about the sex part? The dreams. It seemed Fu Qiai had omitted it when telling her aunt about it.

''Before master Xuang tests, let me ask him a few questions. You said he knows lots of things about cultivation, right?'' This second aunt didn't wait for her niece's affirmation and placed her attention on me.

However, before she could speak again, the old man coughed. He slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep tone, ''Don't be so frivolous, Tanya. You're a cultivator now.''

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''I'm sorry, master. I was just trying to test his foundations.'' Tanya apologized.

''This one pays his respects to seniors. It is my first time meeting cultivators so close.'' Of course, if there was any trait of mine that was to be taken note of, then it was my capability to butter up anyone stronger than me.

Giving others a good first impression was always better than acting arrogant like some egotistical protagonist.

''You can tell we are cultivators?'' Tanya looked surprised. How hilarious, she couldn't even contain her aura and she thought that she knew things. Forming a dantian was just the first step to becoming a cultivator. She was a mere fetus to my immortal self, not even a baby.

''Yes, although senior Xuang's aura is subdued, I know you two are cultivators at Qi gathering stage.'' I sat straight and spoke humbly.

The old man turned to me and asked, ''Why do we need to open meridians?''

He had a large white mustache, a bald head, and a long chin that had no beard. However, his eyebrows were just as thick as his mustache. Wearing a loose green robe, he appeared to be the calmest person inside.

''Meridians? To channel the Qi. A cultivator's meridians affect what type of Qi they can channel. In the case of senior Tanya, she has wind meridians so the best QI for her to channel would be the wind QI.'' I spoke very fast, not stopping to think if what I was saying was even right or not.

The old man didn't act surprised but I saw his mustache move a little. He smiled, yes.

''You speak of this Qi… where is it?'' He put another question forward.

''It is here. It is around you, around me, around young miss Fu. Inside senior Tanya's dantian, flowing in her meridians. The Qi is everywhere.''

This time, the old man was truly intrigued. He then asked another question which I readily answered correctly. One after another, even Fu Qiai's aunt joined but I knew everything.

''What is a perfect foundation?'' The questions were starting to get more technical but it was boring for me.

''A body with no flaws having unparalleled meridians that can channel any Qi. That is a perfect foundation,'' My reply got lazy.

I didn't even notice when the carriage had started moving, I hadn't seen any horses or beasts pulling it. This whole carriage was moved by the powers of this old man. We were out of the city by now.

''However,'' I continued, ''A perfect foundation goes against the balance of heaven and earth, thus it will be destroyed the moment it is formed. No one has a perfect foundation, not even the immortals.''

''Boy, you speak as if you know everything.'' Tanya was having a hard time following what we were saying now.

I spoke big words like divine, immortals, dragons, sects, and other things. Fu Qiai and her aunt first thought that I was trolling them, but now a major part of them believed about the legacy in my mind.

''Senior Tanya, I am ignorant. Far too ignorant and young. Compared to the great figures who created those techniques that I have in my mind, I am but a mere dust. I only wish that I could be guided by someone.'' I shook my head and released a profound sigh, something that comes with knowing how lowly your existence truly is.

This newly advanced cultivator felt like she had received a slap from the heavens themselves. She thought that she was superior to those practitioners now that she had advanced to Qi gathering.

Yet, a junior like me, who knew of such things said he was ignorant? She couldn't even understand most of the things that came out of my mind!

How arrogant she had been! In the end, she was just a fly buzzing around. Fu Tanya suddenly felt humbled and a little ashamed.

Fu Qiai glanced at me. I saw something in her eyes now. Eagerness. If she could fish out a brilliant technique from my mind, that would be good… She hadn't told anyone about 'that' part yet so she had the first chance.

However, she had a fiance, could she do such a thing with another man? What would she choose? Cultivation or the family's arrangements?

Feeling her dilemma, a natural smile appeared on my face. I looked at the old man and cupped my fists. ''This one is fortunate to have a chance to talk with senior Xuang. I have learned many things.''

That sentence was the last part of my plan. Indeed, there was an opportunity, a perfect opportunity and I had caught it. One, two, three, four… fiv-

''I have decided. You will be my third disciple..'' Fu Xuang stood up and flung his robes, according to my calculations.

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