Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 70: Immeasurable Heavenly Honored Blessings, are you a Pure Yang lineage cultivator, young Daoist friend?_1
"Hiss! Those overbearing soldiers from the everyday... they just left like that?" A street vendor who had witnessed the entire scene was dumbstruck.
"Per... Perhaps they met their match?" another vendor murmured uncertainly from the stall next door.
They tried to cast curious glances at Fan Wu, but when their gaze shifted to him...
They experienced the same heart-stopping pressure that the dozen Iron Cavalry had felt!
It was as if they were looking at a ferocious tiger in the mountains!
This made them all inhale sharply.
Astonishment filled their hearts!
...
At the other end.
Chen Zhuan hurried over, a tinge of embarrassment in his heart. Just now, when he saw the dozen or so Iron Cavalry charging over, he panicked and quickly took his daughter to hide.
He was a cultivator, after all! Yet he hadn’t cultivated the composure of remaining unchanged even if Mount Tai were to collapse in front of him!
On the contrary.
Daoist Priest Fan, who was so much younger than him, hadn’t shown a hint of panic from start to finish.
This...
This was the disparity in realm!
"Daoist Priest Fan, the Iron Cavalry just now belong to the officials of Yinghe Prefecture. Though I’m not from Yinghe Prefecture, I’ve been here before and know that these soldiers are quite overbearing and dominate the area."
In order to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, Chen Zhuan had to shift the topic to explain and introduce the situation to Fan Wu.
"Relying on their horses and swords, plus their official status, they’ve been accustomed to throwing their weight around in the areas surrounding Yinghe Prefecture. Daoist Priest, you needn’t take them to heart."
"Hmm," Fan Wu replied nonchalantly. He wasn’t particularly interested in these so-called officials.
It looked like it didn’t matter whether it was the soldiers from Qiulong County or those from Yinghe Prefecture.
Both were of the same feather!
Fan Wu entered Yinghe Prefecture.
He stepped into the city.
Even those Iron Cavalry who had skulked away, the guards at the city gate didn’t dare to block Fan Wu. Pretending as if they had seen nothing, they allowed him to go straight through.
Indeed.
Inside the city of Yinghe Prefecture, it was even more bustling and lively compared to outside.
Swarming with people.
Everywhere you looked.
The roads underfoot were wider, flatter, and cleaner.
Gazing around, one could see many people dressed in lavish clothing.
Clearly, there were more wealthy people within this city.
And, there were quite a few cultivators too!
In front of Fan Wu were streams of attribute information, some of which briefly caught his attention.
In those streams of attribute information, the [Life] attribute exceeded the number 100 and the [Power] attribute exceeded the number 4.
It showed they weren’t ordinary folks.
They were cultivators!
In this city of Yinghe Prefecture, there was a mix of all sorts of people, but those as tall and robust as Fan Wu were probably only him.
Fan Wu found.
As soon as he set foot in the city, he inevitably caught various types of gazes. Those gazes were of shock, timidity, astonishment, or fear.
He had thought that people in the city, having seen more of the world, wouldn’t make such a fuss upon seeing someone as tall and strong as him.
It turned out.
Fan Wu realized he might have overestimated the scope of their experience.
He shook his head.
Too lazy to bother.
Leading Old Blue Ox, he found an inn, and after he had the assistant look after Old Blue Ox, he went straight inside.
Chen Zhuan and Chen Xiaoxiao did not accompany Fan Wu; they had bid him farewell earlier because the father and daughter had come to Yinghe Prefecture to attend the birthday celebration of the City Lord God.
The scholar didn’t follow Fan Wu either, as he came to Yinghe Prefecture in search of a friend.
Out of the four, it was only Fan Wu who was passing through this place with nothing particular to do.
Inside the inn.
Fan Wu looked up and saw a peach wood sword hanging from a beam above, with a red string threaded through a hole in the blade, from which several talismans were tied.
Although Fan Wu knew nothing of Taoist magic, his currently exaggerated senses allowed him to see that both the peach wood sword and the talismans were genuine items.
When the shopkeeper saw Fan Wu, he was astounded by Fan Wu’s stature.
He noticed that Fan Wu was looking at the peach wood sword.
He mustered up the courage to speak, introducing to Fan Wu, "Honorable guest, you must be new to Yinghe Prefecture, aren’t you? This was ordained by the officials of Yinghe Prefecture to be hung up there. They said that in a few days, it will be the once-in-a-decade City God’s birthday."
"During these days, there will be many ghosts and spirits in Yinghe Prefecture, some good and perhaps some evil. The officials said that with the peach wood sword as the main force and seven exorcism talismans as assistance, it can guard the home and repel evils."
At this point, the shopkeeper couldn’t help but complain, "Every ten years we have to go through this, and we locals are used to it. But the officials are really greedy; they charge money for these things!"
"A wooden sword, a few sheets of talisman paper, two red strings – they actually charged me fifty silvers!"
"Ah! What does the City Lord God’s birthday have to do with us ordinary folks? On regular days, we never even see His Eminence... cough cough!"
The shopkeeper, realizing he shouldn’t speak so disrespectfully of a deity, quickly slapped himself hard.
Then, with hands clasped together, he bowed in all directions, "City Lord God, no offense meant, City Lord God, no offense meant..."
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the shopkeeper said bitterly, "I just can’t seem to keep my mouth shut."
It seemed the shopkeeper was a bit of a chatterbox. Fan Wu spoke up, interrupting him, "Prepare some meat for this poor Taoist, whether it’s beef, mutton, or pork... anything will do. I need a large quantity, plenty of it."
"Ah?" The shopkeeper couldn’t help but glance at the Daoist robe Fan Wu was wearing, "Beef... beef?"
"Is there a problem?" Fan Wu asked in return.
"No!" The shopkeeper immediately forced a smile, "Whatever the Taoist Priest says, the inn will serve you the meat right away!"
Although the shopkeeper said this, he was puzzled in his heart.
According to his understanding of Taoist priests...
Weren’t they not supposed to eat beef?
Strange.
Fan Wu didn’t pay attention to what the shopkeeper was thinking, and after finding a spot where there were fewer people, he sat down. Suddenly, as if sensing something, he turned his head towards the direction of the inn’s entrance.
He saw.
Several Taoist priests who looked travel-worn and were wearing plain Daoist robes entered. These Taoist priests seemed to come from the same lineage, as their robes were all of the same style.
One of the Taoist priests looked very old, while the others were younger.
Fan Wu saw them.
They also saw Fan Wu, who was the most eye-catching figure in the inn.
They were all taken aback.
"Fortune to the Immeasurable Heavenly Honored." The older Taoist Priest, stroking his long beard, sighed, "The birthday of the Yinghe City God truly attracts many powerful peers in Taoism!"
"Such astonishingly robust life force and fiery yang energy. This unfamiliar young Taoist Priest must practice a pure yang cultivation technique, right?"
In the inn, apart from them, there was only Fan Wu, who was wearing a Daoist robe.
Without a doubt, the "young Taoist Priest" the old Taoist Priest referred to was Fan Wu.
[The sixth generation master of Tianfu Mountain—Life: 399—Power: 27.7—Techniques: Qi-Controlled Sword Technique, Tianfu Mountain’s One Hundred and Eight Talisman Exorcism, Dusting Technique...]
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