The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 744: The New Elder_1

The atmosphere at the temporary market was somewhat eerie. Li Qing and his companions had already switched to other topics of conversation, while Chang Qisheng continued to howl in agony amidst the lightning, his voice getting weaker and weaker, seemingly at his last breath.

As for the few young men who had come with him, they had already hidden themselves far away, afraid that even a drop of blood might splatter onto them. Each held a cell phone in hand, some making calls, others had already finished their calls.

The only person in the field who neither could advance nor retreat, appearing somewhat at a loss, was probably the middle-aged man.

He was likely employed by the Chang Clan as a bodyguard or something of the sort for the young master, Chang Qisheng.

The stall owners around them instantly became onlookers, abandoning their own booths and craning their necks to watch the scene unfold.

Jing Yan’s lips carried a faint smile as she once again shook her head, refusing Xuan Chen Zhenren’s kind offer, "Although the matter of the Underground Palace is complicated, I took a close look and they can’t do anything to King Qi’s Underground Palace. If I were to start a slaughter, no one could stop me."

"I have seen a glimpse of Daoist Jing’s strength, but if we can settle this matter smoothly and peacefully, why should we resort to violence? Currently, those at the peak of the Cultivation World only reach the Nascent Soul, but there are still some old hermits out there," said Xuan Chen Zhenren with a faint smile, "just like the Chang Family, who are regarded as a noble family in the Cultivation World precisely because they have an old fart in the family."

"If Daoist Jing’s strength were to be exposed to the outer world, those old bastards who have been stuck at the threshold, unable to achieve Divinity Transformation for who knows how many years, would go crazy. That will be the real trouble. Right now, it doesn’t really count as much, and I believe it won’t be difficult for Daoist Jing to handle."

Upon hearing these words, Li Qing felt a slight heaviness in his heart, not expecting that his inadvertent actions had actually provoked a big trouble.

"Master, if I strike down this kid to near death now, it won’t bring any trouble to Nine Truth Palace, right?" Li Qing asked.

Xuan Chen Zhenren tore off a bite of chicken leg, glancing disdainfully at Chang Qisheng amidst the lightning, "When has Nine Truth Palace ever been afraid of trouble? Even when the whole world was our enemy, no one thought it was troublesome. Your little issue is nothing. Be decisive as a man. Even if you decimate that kid today, it’s done, and there’s nothing to worry about."

"They have an old codger in the Chang Family, but do you think Nine Truth Palace doesn’t? Compared to legacy, Nine Truth Palace is not afraid of any sect in the world."

Whether it was just his imagination or not, after Xuan Chen Zhenren finished speaking, Li Qing vaguely thought he heard a cold snort.

Xuan Chen Zhenren raised his eyebrows, continuing to nonchalantly gnaw on his chicken leg.

The chicken clearly looked to be free-range, with its leg colored a purplish hue, and its meat extremely firm. Li Qing himself felt a craving to eat it.

Nevertheless, Xuan Chen Zhenren’s words were like a strong sedative for Li Qing.

Without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and once again uttered a grey syllable.

A purple Heavenly Thunder rolled down seamlessly, reconnecting with the somewhat fading lightning, enveloping the barely alive Chang Qisheng once more within the lightning.

Xuan Chen Zhenren clicked his tongue and sighed lightly, shaking his head and muttering, "What in the world did this kid do? He’s simply devoid of conscience!"

The eyes of the Heavenly Dao are clear and bright. Those impurities might hide from people’s hearts but can never deceive the Heavenly Dao.

That such thunderbolts have struck down is enough to show how utterly unconscionable the things Chang Qisheng did in secret were.

Xuan Chen Zhenren looked towards Jing Yan again, "How about it, Daoist Jing? Would you consider my suggestion to be rather fair? This brat mentioned this matter to me before, and I took the opportunity these past few days to feel out the intentions of the various families."

"Daoist Jing, do you know how they view your Underground Palace? It’s like an exquisite delicacy that they can’t get into their mouths. The less they can have it, the more crazily they hunger for it."

Li Qing said in a deep voice, "Yan’er, I think Master’s suggestion is quite good. Why not just agree to it?"

"But I have not yet adapted to this world and have only served my husband for a few days. I do not wish to leave so casually," Jing Yan shook her head.

Xuan Chen Zhenren’s expression suddenly turned a bit sour. He chuckled lightly and said, "Daoist Jing misunderstands. It’s just a title in name. I’ve always allowed my disciples to roam freely. As an elder, you’ll have even more freedom. You can return to the Sect whenever there’s a matter to attend to."

"I see..." Jing Yan pondered for a moment and nodded, "In that case, thank you for the kind offer, Master."

"It’s nothing, nothing." Xuan Chen Zhenren laughed heartily and waved his hand, then looking at Chang Qisheng in the lightning, he muttered, "This lad’s dantian is destroyed, cultivation dissipated. I think we’ll leave it at that. Let’s go somewhere else to talk; chatting here is rather unseemly."

"Master, aren’t we going to crush his bones and scatter his ashes?" Li Qing asked.

"If you want to scatter his ashes, do it quickly. We’re not afraid of stirring up trouble. However, I fear the hassle, so I advise you not to forge too deep a grudge," Xuan Chen Zhenren said, "You’re certainly clearer about the intent of the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder than I am. The lightning forming a prison is just to torment him."

"Looking at this lad’s condition, it seems likely that he has been cultivating using his Yin Soul as a cauldron, damaging the Heavenly Dao. If he had wantonly killed the innocent and been haunted by resentful spirits, he would have already been reduced to ashes by the first strike of lightning."

Li Qing nodded, "Master, you know better; I’m just muddling through using it."

"Stop talking nonsense," Xuan Chen Zhenren scolded with his hands behind his back, looking up.

Li Qing smiled helplessly; there were some finer details that he really didn’t understand.

The Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder didn’t come with instructions, and how was he supposed to know the true intentions behind it? No one had ever told him.

His Thunder Method and Black Arrow could be considered the two strongest means he had relied on all along for survival.

But even now, he had not fully understood these two techniques.

"Master, I think it’s necessary for you to properly explain these two life-saving techniques to me. I’m not just talking nonsense; I really have been quite confused," Li Qing called out.

"If you carefully contemplate the emotions of thunder and lightning, you’ll come to understand. You are the caster who entered the Dreamy Immortal Stages, yet you haven’t grasped the essence of the Thunder Method; I can only say you are too foolish," Xuan Chen Zhenren said irritably, "I’ve never taught such a foolish disciple."

"Thunder and lightning have emotions?" Li Qing asked in surprise.

"What causes thunder and lightning to arise?" Xuan Chen Zhenren turned and asked.

"Heavenly Dao," said Li Qing.

"Does the Heavenly Dao have emotions?"

"It should," Li Qing replied.

"Well, there you have it!" Xuan Chen Zhenren slapped the chicken leg in his hand, saying, "You have emotions; the Heavenly Dao also has emotions, so the thunder that descends naturally has emotions. It needs to find a target, right? It can’t just strike randomly upon being summoned. You must give the Heavenly Thunder a target, and as for the how and the extent of the thunderstrike, that’s determined by the emotions of the Heavenly Dao."