Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 220 - 153: Purple Cloud Palace, Here I Come【7K】_4

Chapter 220: Chapter 153: Purple Cloud Palace, Here I Come【7K】_4

For the young man before you, you really only need to tell him some basic common knowledge about cultivation, and occasionally check whether he is deviating due to mental strain—other than that, you don’t have to worry at all.

All you need to do is hand over all the messy cultivation techniques, mental methods, secret manuals, spells, and the like that you’ve collected to him in one go, without needing to explain.

He can learn them himself, assimilate them, and even adjust their power based on his own realm and that of his opponents.

Such a person simply doesn’t need anyone else to direct or interfere.

Months ago, when Jiang Feng was retreating in his study and browsing through ancient techniques, I had specially prepared myself, waiting for Jiang Feng to come and ask questions.

After all, cultivation techniques and secret manuals are profound, and with sources from all over the world, there are bound to be different interpretations and descriptions.

And I even specifically told Xu Fu to share everything he knew without reservation if Jiang Feng asked him about cultivation; but the result...

This kid did not ask me a single question about cultivation techniques for two months; every time I went over, I would see him thoroughly engrossed in reading.

I even wondered if this kid just didn’t understand at all and was simply reading for fun, but I never expected that today’s big battle would showcase the fruits of his months of seclusion, his power bursting forth after a long accumulation.

Despite showing intentional displeasure and nitpicking today, I’m just worried that Jiang Feng, after repeatedly overcoming stronger opponents using less strength, might become arrogant; I simply meant to give him a few knocks of warning.

Even the Cen Yueyue, whom I scolded away, I think this little girl performed quite well, nearly managing to kill a Nascent Soul Stage expert despite being two minor realms lower—if not for that Xuan Rank Heart Protector, she probably would have had him.

I didn’t have such strength when I was young.

And Jiang Feng, damn it, a youngster who has just completed Foundation Establishment dares to exchange moves with a Nascent Soul Stage expert, and to be hunted for an entire day without dying, what more could you want?

If those old fogeys in the sect knew their disciple was capable of this, they’d probably laugh themselves awake at night; even the Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art, though he has only learned the basics, its power is still unmistakably evident.

Yu Ying certainly has disciples, but she does not have a direct disciple whom she treats as her own; firstly, because she has not yet encountered an insurmountable bottleneck and her focus is naturally on her own cultivation.

Secondly, the environment is not favorable, and with too many enemies, having a direct disciple could easily attract deadly trouble.

But among those disciples that were accepted into the sect for her, she has taught each of them a thing or two; this time, for instance, she brought back a group of about a few dozen, with mixed high and low realms, though most are in Qi Refinement.

Only a few are at Foundation Establishment.

Now it seems that even if you tied these few dozen people together, they likely wouldn’t be able to beat Jiang Feng.

As for someone, he is completely lacking in self-awareness. Even though he is injured, his mind is still capable of thinking; he is continuously pondering and refining his methods, with a frown on his face. He wouldn’t consider what others thought and is fully immersed in his own world.

As if suddenly struck by a thought, Jiang Feng abruptly asked a question.

"Speaking of which, I didn’t know before why you referred to Miss Cen... the Cen Family’s young miss as the Little Saintess of the Southern Border, but after witnessing the flames that erupted from her today, I had an epiphany. Is it related to those flames?"

He almost blurted out ’Yue Yue’ but managed to correct himself in time.

His expression was one of curiosity.

Do you remember the previous terms of address?

Jiang Feng and Cen Zhuangzhuang have been referring to her consistently as the young miss, while Yu Ying is the only one who refers to Cen Yueyue as the "Little Saintess of the Southern Border."

Before, Jiang Feng thought this was just a playful nickname to highlight Cen Yueyue’s nearly princess-like status in the Southern Border, but now it seems...

She is probably a true Saintess.

He had asked Cen Yueyue if she had any trump cards and received a definite answer, and that girl’s fiery move almost killed Wu Mingsheng.

Although at that time, I was nearly beaten to death by Lu Wuhou, I still glanced over at the distant flames erupting and the feathers and totem patterns that appeared on that woman’s body.

Finally, Yu Ying spoke up.

"I didn’t expect that the senior brother still had concerns."

"Tsks, can’t you be more serious?"

It’s hard to imagine such a word coming from Mr. Jiang’s mouth.

Yu Ying didn’t tease him, she just glanced towards the south. That was the direction Cen Yueyue had left in, then slowly began.

"Thunder and wind thin; mountains and lakes commune; water and fire do not interweave; heaven and earth signify Qian and Kun; thunder and wind signify Zhen and Xun; mountains and lakes signify Gen and Dui; water and fire signify Kan and Li; among the Eight Diagrams, Li corresponds to the South, which represents the position of the sun at high noon, belonging to the Yang, and among the Four Symbols, the South is associated with the Bing and Ding fires..."

"Can you speak in layman’s terms, or at least say something I can understand?"

Listening to this obscure talk directly hit Jiang Feng’s knowledge gap.

Nine years of compulsory education covered only math, physics, and chemistry, not celestial Eight Diagrams and Yin Yang Five Elements. Let alone understanding it, even if you wrote this stuff down on paper, you wouldn’t necessarily make head or tail of it.

Yu Ying also rolled her eyes. Which cultivator doesn’t understand the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams? It seems she needs to do some proper teaching on the way.

"It refers to the ones recognized by the Pheonix Fire and called Saintess or Saint Heir. There is also a Saintess in the Central Plains, she is one of the Three Palaces, on par with the Purple Cloud Palace, known as the Jade Radiance Palace, and she is about the same age as this Little Saintess from the Southern Border."

"Oh, no wonder she’s so formidable. But now that you mention it, I feel even more that I did nothing wrong. It’s true that I shouldn’t have gotten entangled with her; I’m indeed not in her league."

He shook his head and swayed, looking as if he had moved on from the recent somber mood, his tone and expression revealing an air of nonchalance, as if he really had let go completely.

Then.

"Senior brother, it’s one thing to fool us fellow disciples, at most we go along with it, but don’t deceive yourself."

"...Do you really have to expose me?"

"Of course, it’s quite clear that the two of you are a perfect match, aren’t you?"

Speaking thus, the beautiful woman’s gaze slowly traveled from the young man’s face, eventually resting on his Dantian area.

According to her knowledge, the Serpent coiling inside might not necessarily be inferior to the Vermilion Bird.

"Senior brother, why not share a little? After all, we disciples are bound by a life-and-death friendship."

With a seductive smile on her face, her finger teased her sideburns’ locks, exposing her snow-white and luminous neck to the air.

A direct deployment of the beauty trap!

"If senior sister doesn’t mind, I’m okay with talking."

Jiang Feng came up with an honest smile and even showed off eight bright white teeth.

"Boring."

Standing up, the smile on Yu Ying’s face disappeared instantly, and she then started strumming her pipa.

Under Jiang Feng’s gaze, the Amethyst Egret that should have long since departed had quietly flown back at some point, or perhaps it had never left in the first place, and had been putting on an act for him all this while.

"Since senior brother has rested well, let’s hit the road. In the past few days, waiting for you has delayed much of the journey, and now it will take another day’s time to catch up."

With a cold face, and ignoring the still injured young man, she directly stepped onto the back of the Amethyst Egret.

A woman’s mood turns faster than flipping a book.

"No, sister, I’m still injured, didn’t we agree to wait until dawn..."

"I shall take my leave first, senior brother can catch up by himself."

She turned her head to pat the head of the Amethyst Egret and prepared to leave, giving Jiang Feng a moment of urgency.

"Wait for me!"

He limped over, and Yu Ying merely pursed her lips and raised her hand, picking up the young man like a chick, and then tossed him onto the sturdy back of the Amethyst Egret.

Swoosh—

Like a roc spreading its wings, the creature took to the skies.

But now, the young man had only one thought in his mind.

"Purple Cloud Palace, here I come."

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