"Cough, cough. Senior, since you don't want to give it to me, why did you bring it up?"
I felt a bit embarrassed. In Qu Miaoting's heart, I had a tall and mighty image. The old man's words made me very depressed and I couldn't help but question him.
"I didn't say that I wouldn't give it to you. If you want a high level martial art, then let this old man test you first. If I get his approval, then what's the harm in giving it to you?" The old man said impatiently with a hint of expectation.
I was startled. This old fellow was just using his power to bully me. He could tell that I had used the Yin Plucking Technique to supplement Yang, yet he still wanted to exchange pointers with me. I didn't have any chance of winning, unless the dark power in my body awakened. I had a premonition that the owner of that mysterious voice was definitely a legendary existence!
Even the old man in front of me couldn't compare with him. But the consequences of that were too terrifying. While I was hesitating, the old man said with disdain, "What? You don't dare?
With your guts, you still have the nerve to ask for a high level martial art? "
It seemed that he was just testing me and didn't have any hostility. I heard that he and Qu Yihu had a life and death friendship. Qu Miaoting was also on the side, so he wouldn't kill me. If that was the case, I didn't mind giving it a try.
"Okay, come." I took a deep breath and rubbed my palms together.
Without a doubt, this was the strongest opponent I had faced since I entered the middle stage of Clear Jing. I didn't dare to be careless. This old man gave me an unfathomable feeling. He was even more powerful than Old Man Zhao.
"Hey, why are you guys fighting just because you don't agree? Grandpa Sun, don't bully my Xiao Feng Feng. Didn't you promise to give me a secret martial art? As the saying goes, once a promise is made, it cannot be taken back."
Qu Miaoting was very depressed. She had just played with her phone and the situation had become so stiff. Out of nervousness, the way she called the old man had changed.
Actually, she had no memory of the old man. When she was very young, she had followed Qu Yihu to visit him. Back then, she was only four or five years old. In the blink of an eye, she had grown up. The old man hadn't changed much, but her father had suffered a tragic fate. His only hope for revenge was me. Qu Miaoting naturally hoped that I would become stronger.
"Little girl, I promised to give you an intermediate level martial art. I didn't go back on my word." The old man spread his hands and said.
You don't know how miserable my father is. He doesn't even have the ability to take care of himself now. It's all the Zhao family's fault. It's okay if you don't do anything, but if you can help Xiao Feng, why do you have to make things difficult for him? "
Qu Miaoting felt wronged and tears streamed down her face. She was a smart girl and understood that there were some words that she couldn't say, so she decided to use the trick of injuring herself to gain sympathy.
"You don't understand the value of a high level martial art, but he definitely does. Young man, make your choice. Do you want an intermediate level martial art, or do you want to spar with this old man?" The old man's expression was helpless, but he still insisted on his own opinion.
Qu Miaoting still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by me. "It's okay. Since senior wants to exercise, I'll risk my life to accompany you!" I imitated his previous tone.
Just as he said, I could roughly understand the value of a high level martial art. He wouldn't give it to me for no reason. Him mentioning this proved that he had intentions. He just wanted to see if my talisman met his criteria for choosing a fated person.
What I said hit the bottom of the old man's heart. He was a famous fortune teller. A few decades ago, he had traveled the great rivers and mountains. He had a lot of experience, but because he had violated some taboos, he had no choice but to live in seclusion. He didn't care about the matters of the Jianghu, but from this young man, he saw something unusual. He wanted to find out the truth, and didn't even hesitate to take out a high level martial art as a condition. This was a plan that he had put in a lot of effort.
Not long after, I confronted the old man. From the bottom of his eyes, I could see a trace of anticipation and fanaticism.
"Are you ready?" The old man casually asked.
I nodded and concentrated. Maybe in the blink of an eye, this old man would disappear and appear behind me, giving me a powerful attack. If I lost that way, it would be too shameful. At the very least, I would have to resist a few moves.
Facing such an expert, I didn't dare to make the first move. Using the same method to deal with the myriad of changes was undoubtedly a wise choice. Following that, the old man took out a talisman. There were all kinds of complicated patterns drawn on it, and he muttered an obscure language.
The talisman lit up and shone towards me. It was like a strong spotlight, shining so brightly that I couldn't open my eyes. But it only lasted for a moment. Soon, a round ball appeared on the talisman. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. I suddenly realized that it was actually my Dantian!
Gosh, what kind of ability is this? I was surprised to find that I couldn't move.
It turned out that the old man's so-called test wasn't to exchange blows with me, but to tell my fortune. At the same time, he assessed my Dantian. At first, he was surprised. Then, his expression became complicated. In the end, he became solemn and fearful.
That was because even he could sense that even though the evil energy within his Dantian had been sealed, it was still like a slumbering primordial beast that could awaken at any moment.
Because of his identity as a fortune-teller, Senior Sun had become a hot commodity that no one dared to approach. However, he had also offended a group of people. After all, fortune telling was too mysterious, and it went against his principles. It was easy to offend some people. Even when he was facing some influential people, he had to try his best to say something positive. If he wasn't right, it would be the same as ruining his golden reputation.
Because of that, when he was at the peak of his fame, the old man didn't hesitate to live in seclusion. There was no doubt that it was a wise decision. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lived to this day.
Being a fortune-teller was actually a branch of the magicians. Once a person became a fortune-teller, their body would be restricted, and they wouldn't be able to walk the path of martial arts. Even though he had obtained many martial arts during his glorious era, he couldn't practice them himself. It was undoubtedly a big regret.
If it was just a middle-level martial art, he wouldn't mind. However, if it was a high-level martial art, to prevent it from causing a disaster, he would have to tell his fortune.
High-level martial arts weren't just precious, but if they fell into the hands of evil people, they would only help the evildoer and cause a bloody storm in the martial world.