Above the Great Dao -
Chapter 200 - 110: Everyone Has Concerns
Chapter 200: Chapter 110: Everyone Has Concerns
Xuanwu Pavilion’s internal space is quite large, occupying more than ten acres, with pavilions, towers, corridors, and winding paths, where one might even get lost if entering rashly.
Yan Qing led the way in front, Yan Rong walked shoulder to shoulder with Chen Shi, and behind them were Yan Fang, Yan Shuo, and others, effectively surrounding him in the middle.
"These people are all within ten feet of me. If I were to strike now and kill them, could I kill everyone and escape unscathed?" Chen Shi wondered to himself.
It would be difficult.
He had only seen Yan Fang’s Golden Core, which was already at the seventh rotation, but clearly, Yan Fang was not the strongest member of the Yan family.
The Yan family practiced Golden Core techniques, including the seven returns, eight changes, and nine reversals, treating Golden Core alchemy as major medicine; their strength was far beyond that of other Golden Core experts.
Furthermore, Yan Fang’s cultivation technique was extremely bizarre and peculiar. He could act independently, cast spells, and grow twelve heads; such a heretical technique was something Chen Shi had never seen nor heard of.
"My purpose here is not to engage with them."
Initially, seeing that Xuanwu Pavilion was heavily guarded and sprawling, he had no opportunity to scout and study the geography, and with numerous experts present, he had no chance of winning, so he withdrew. Now that Yan Rong had invited him inside, he naturally took the opportunity to observe the scenery of Xuanwu Pavilion.
At the center of Xuanwu Pavilion, there was a massive pool, resembling a small lake, likely the Dragon Breeding Pond.
The Dragon Breeding Pond extended outward to four courtyards, each with a different function: receiving guests, gathering Qi, alchemy, and the inner residence.
The main place was Xuanwu Pavilion itself, built on an artificial hill next to the Dragon Breeding Pond. The hill was large, with strange rocks jutting out, wrinkled like dragon scales, and had holes about the thickness of water jars. Presumably, the Jiao Long in the Dragon Breeding Pond would crawl into these strange rock holes after coming ashore, snaking its way around, which must be quite entertaining.
The inside of the mountain was cool, providing a place to escape the heat.
Chen Shi had left Black Pot at the base of the mountain, following Yan Rong up the hill.
They walked on steps made of white marble, with stone columns at each turn, topped with stone lions the size of melons in Old Lady Wu Zhu’s garden, carved exquisitely.
There were flower baskets at each corner, overflowing with fragrance. Maids in white dresses tended to the flowers, their low-cut necklines revealing a swath of snow-white shoulder.
Chen Shi followed them to Xuanwu Pavilion, seeing that the building had three levels, built on the side of the artificial hill facing the water, with a water wheel on the other side of the hill, two to three zhang high. It was driven by flowing water, constantly rotating, lifting water from lower elevations to higher ones.
Thus, there was a waterfall on the hill, water flowing from beneath the pavilion. Although the waterfall was small, it wound and twisted like a Jiao Long climbing the cliffside.
"Brother Chen Shi, how do you find the scenery of our Yan family’s Xuanwu Pavilion?" Yan Rong asked with a smile.
Chen Shi praised, "Bridges and winding paths, endlessly meandering, captivating and unforgettable. But with such a large pool, are there no mosquitoes?"
As soon as he said this, everyone laughed.
Chen Shi was puzzled and continued, "With such a large pool in the courtyard, it’s generally prone to breeding mosquitoes. It’s fine during the day, but at night, they might swarm and draw blood everywhere."
Yan Qing smiled and asked, "Xiu’er, what would you do about mosquitoes?"
The maid in white who was tending to the flowers moved gracefully, suddenly revealing the Divine Embryo behind her head and activated a spell. In the air, strands of True Qi transformed into thin needles, whizzing through the air, fast as lightning.
The maid called Xiu’er was delicate and fragile, but her needle technique was extremely intricate. The tiny needles danced in the air non-stop, following the changes in the hand signs she made.
These needles were almost invisible to the naked eye. Chen Shi sensed them through their aura, detecting that they were four inches long and as thin as a hair, with an attack range of about ten feet.
Beyond this range, the True Qi would dissipate, and the tiny needles couldn’t maintain their form.
Chen Shi took a step forward, seeming to want to touch the thin needles in the air, exactly stepping within a ten-foot range.
The maid quickly retreated, but it was still a step too late; a tiny needle left a small puncture in Chen Shi’s palm.
Chen Shi raised his hand, looking at the needle hole in his palm from which a drop of blood flowed.
The maid in white immediately knelt down, kowtowing, "This servant has carelessly injured the guest; I shall fetch some Spiritual Medicine immediately!"
"It’s just a minor wound. No need to trouble."
Chen Shi composed himself and wiped away the drop of blood on his palm, asking, "What kind of spell is this needle technique?"
Yan Rong waved his hand, dismissing the maid in white, and laughed, "The Soul-shocking Thirteen Needles from the Rejuvenation Technique, a cultivation technique preserved by my Yan family. The maids of Xuanwu Pavilion all practice this technique, specially designed to counter Vajra Body and other such robust techniques. But how many Vajra Body opponents could there be? So, we just let the girls practice it to kill some mosquitoes now and then."
"If it comes to a fight, these maids trained in the Soul-shocking Thirteen Needles must be eliminated first," Chen Shi thought to himself.
These maids, proficient in the Soul-shocking Thirteen Needles, were too dangerous for him.
Although these maids’ cultivation was only at the Divine Embryo Realm, they specifically countered his abilities.
Golden Core Realm and Divine Embryo Realm, though only one realm apart, had a vast disparity in strength, akin to a Golden Core facing a Nascent Soul—an insurmountable chasm!
Yet, these maids’ cultivation techniques were too special, raising Chen Shi’s alertness.
What concerned him even more was that the Rejuvenation Technique and the Soul-shocking Thirteen Needles, such techniques were imparted to the maids by the Yan Family, meaning their family’s heritage techniques must be even more formidable!
They entered Xuanwu Pavilion, the first floor being the reception area, equipped with tea sets, incense burners, and a delicate charcoal stove. On one side, a woman in pale green was playing the zither. Her dress and light makeup made her seem like a young lady from a reputable family. But upon seeing the group, she hurriedly got up, came out from behind the zither, and walked a few steps forward before kneeling on the ground.
Chen Shi remarked, "Brother Yan Rong, Xuanwu Pavilion sure has strict rules."
Yan Rong laughed, "It’s not just Xuanwu Pavilion’s rules; indeed, my Yan family’s rules are somewhat stricter than other noble families. Managing a family is like governing a country: within the family, there is an order of seniority and a distinction of respect; in the country, it’s about the proper relations between sovereign and subjects, and parents and children. Brother Chen, please, this way."
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