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Chapter 143 - 144 Gui Jianchou

Chapter 143: Chapter 144 Gui Jianchou

"The martial arts lineage of Huaxia is far-reaching and extensive, roughly divided into the realms of Postnatal, Innate, Dark Energy, Transforming Energy, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, the Realm of Vital Energy and Blood, Physical Essence Realm, and above the Physical Essence Realm, is the legendary Marquis Realm Martial Artist!" Ye Wudao slowly explained.

The little beggar asked with a puzzled face, "Doesn’t that mean a Marquis Realm Martial Artist is very powerful?"

"Of course, a Martial Artist who reaches the Marquis Realm is one in a million, able to defend a city single-handedly, impenetrable even by tens of thousands of Martial Artists! Hehe, for many ordinary Martial Artists, becoming a Grandmaster is a lifelong dream, and becoming a Great Grandmaster is already reaching the heavens, so the Marquis Realm is far too distant for them!" Ye Wudao said with a laugh.

"How about it, kid, become a child disciple under my guidance, and I can make it possible for you to step into the Marquis Realm in this life, a dream held in the hearts of millions of Martial Artists. Aren’t you tempted?" the old man’s words were full of allure.

"Pah, the Marquis Realm is nothing, even if you made me the emperor, I would never betray my master!" the little beggar said resolutely.

Without Ye Wudao, there would be no me!

The little beggar saw things very clearly!

Hearing the little beggar’s words, a warm current flowed through Ye Wudao’s heart.

He really hadn’t chosen the wrong disciple.

On the other hand, the older man let out a sigh, "Alas, let it be, everyone has their own fate, I will not force you!"

"Master, I’ll go and get the fish you caught!" said the little beggar.

"Good!" Ye Wudao nodded.

In the blink of an eye, the little beggar had scooped up more than a dozen fish, his face beaming with happiness.

"So many fish, enough to eat for several days!" Ye Wudao said with a smile.

"Yay!" Xu Yuanyuan and the little beggar both showed happy expressions.

As Ye Wudao and the others left, the old man slowly said, "Young man, I suppose we have a bit of kismet. I’ll give you a word of advice!"

"Do not forget Mount Kunlun!"

One sentence caused a stir in Ye Wudao’s gaze.

This mysterious fishing elder somehow knew that he came from Mount Kunlun.

In the small Jiang Hai, there truly were crouching tigers and hidden dragons!

Ye Wudao faced the old man and gave a fist salute, "Thank you, senior, for the reminder!"

"Let’s go!"

At that moment, a loud and casual voice came through, "Haha, Old Bai, you’re not up to par either, haven’t caught as many as the young one!"

A Taoist priest in a tattered robe approached, holding an ancient bronze smoking pipe in his hand.

"Hmph, Old Ghost, what are you here for?" The fishing elder saw the Taoist and showed a look of disgust.

"Damn, it’s the Third Master!" Ye Wudao looked up, surprised to see the old Taoist who looked exactly like his Fourth Master, the Medicine Sage.

"Third Master?" The Taoist looked at Ye Wudao with surprise and then laughed, "Amitabha, young man, you’ve mistaken me for someone else!"

"Amitabha, aren’t you a Taoist?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Hehe, I practice following my heart’s desires!" said the Taoist with a carefree attitude.

Interesting!

Ye Wudao took a closer look and noticed a black mole on the chin of the old Taoist, aside from that, he was very similar to his master, the Medicine Sage.

"My apologies!" Ye Wudao said, somewhat embarrassed.

The Taoist on the side, however, stared intensely at Xu Mengmeng, and said with a serious tone, "Beauty, your brow is darkening recently, there may be signs of great misfortune ahead!"

"What?" Xu Mengmeng was startled and hurriedly asked, "Master, what should I do?"

"It’s okay, I will help you cast out this malign energy!" the old Taoist said as he grabbed Xu Mengmeng’s delicate hand with a sleazy look on his face, "So white and tender!"

"Old Taoist, get your dirty hands off her!" Ye Wudao angrily scolded.

"Master, please behave yourself!" Xu Mengmeng expressed her disgust, as the old Taoist kept holding onto her hand without letting go.

"Old Taoist, dare to take advantage? Looking for death?" Ye Wudao swung a punch at him.

The old Taoist quickly dodged his head and chuckled sheepishly, "Young man, don’t be so hot-tempered, it’s easy to harm your body!"

His eyes fixed on Ye Wudao, he said, "Eh, young man, you have a darkening at your glabella and clouds over your brows recently, you might encounter a blood disaster!"

"Crap, that trick to fool girls is bad enough, now you even dare to fool me?" Ye Wudao sneered and threw another punch.

Bang!

A dull thud echoed.

Ye Wudao’s pupils constricted. The old Taoist had actually caught his punch with one hand.

"Vigor like mountains, a punch like a dragon, I haven’t seen such a domineering punch in a long time!" the old Taoist praised highly.

"Hmph, who are you?" Ye Wudao asked coldly.

"I go by the Taoist name Gui Jianchou," the old Taoist answered with a smile.

"Gui Jianchou? I think ’Ghost Cheap and Ugly’ suits you better!" Ye Wudao mocked.

"Hehe, young man, you’ve cultivated too quickly in your life, might attract heavenly jealousy. People face three calamities, you need to be careful!" Gui Jianchou chuckled.

"Ridiculous, what three calamities, I don’t believe in such things!" Ye Wudao said disdainfully.

The old Taoist said seriously, "Everyone will face tribulations in their lives, you can’t escape the dual calamities of life and death. For ordinary people, it shows up as illness, severe as cancer. Martial artists defy the heavens and often face even greater tribulations. Powerful martial artists might even draw thunder calamities; a little carelessness could lead to being shattered to pieces, dying without a trace."

"Then do you see me facing them now?" Ye Wudao asked with an air of dominance.

"With vigor like a dragon and a body like a fierce tiger, you’ll not face the great tribulations of life and death for now. What you’re most likely to face is the third calamity!" the old Taoist said with a smile.

"What calamity?" Ye Wudao asked.

"The calamity of love!" the old Taoist chuckled, "Heheh, since ancient times, heroes have struggled to cross the beauty pass, and many princes and generals have fallen to the calamity of love. You’re no exception!"

Gui Jianchou calculated with his fingers, with a serious look on his face, "Hehe, I’ve divined that your calamity of love is about to manifest!"

"Bullshit!" Ye Wudao dismissed with a sneer, not believing a single word from this charlatan who was all talk and no substance.

"Brother Wudao, don’t bother with him!" Xu Mengmeng said angrily.

"Exactly, he’s clearly a fraud!" the little beggar looked down in disdain.

"Let’s go!" Ye Wudao was ready to leave when suddenly, the ringtone of a cellphone sounded.

He picked up the call, "Hello?"

"Ye Wudao, something, something big has happened. Yueli suddenly fainted at the company!" came Xu Yuanyuan’s anxious tremble from the other end.

Boom!

Ye Wudao felt as if struck by lightning, his face turned pale, "What, what did you say?"

"I, I don’t know, we’re at the hospital now, hurry up!"

"Okay!"

Ye Wudao hung up the phone with a nervous look, and at that moment, Gui Jianchou chuckled, "Hehe, what do you think, did what I say come true?"

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