Chapter 27 Is there such a crafty mystic technique?
Yan Zhen released Yan Meng’Er and went forward to confront them.
It wasn’t just Yan Ming, but also a group of onlookers—no, a group of young men and women. They had originally followed Yan Meng’Er to check on the situation but heard her wailing loudly, so they angrily barged in.
After a barrage of verbal attacks, it escalated into a duel between Yan Zhen and Yan Ming, even though Yan Meng’Er tried to stop them.
This was exactly what Yan Zhen wanted. Yan Ming was only at the 6th level of Mystic Disciple cultivation. Yan Zhen was also at the 6th level, but he had learned the System-rewarded ‘Mystic Body Technique’, enabling a 6th level cultivator to battle a 7th level.
Of course, even without the ‘Mystic Body Technique’, Yan Zhen’s 6th level could easily crush Yan Ming’s, as he had experience at the 6th level since before age ten. His power control was more exquisite, and he also knew the family’s mystic technique, ‘Flame Palm’.
With the ‘Mystic Body Technique’, this battle was even more of a foregone conclusion. Within three moves, Yan Meng’Er’s cousin who came to watch the excitement with his peers was knocked down by Yan Zhen, leaving the group of his peers gasping in shock.
Soon, news of Yan Zhen’s restored talent and secretly advancing to the 6th level of Mystic Disciple spread throughout the entire Lord’s Manor.
In the evening, Yan Lie hurried to Yan Zhen’s small courtyard. As soon as he entered, he said, “Zhen’er, has your talent really recovered? Quickly come let grandpa take a look!”
Yan Zhen walked up to Yan Lie and opened his arms, allowing him to examine his cultivation.
When Yan Lie confirmed Yan Zhen’s 6th level of cultivation, he was emotionally overwhelmed, with tears flickering in his old eyes.
“The 6th level, not the 3rd, but the 6th! Zhen’er, you finally, finally… cough cough cough!”
Yan Zhen was startled and quickly patted the old man’s back to let him catch his breath.
Yan Lie recovered and looked at his grandson with relief, “The heavens have eyes! Grandpa always believed you would get better.”
Yan Zhen gave a slight smile and said sincerely, “Thank you, grandpa, for encouraging me these past three years, preventing me from giving up.”
Grandson and grandfather opened up to each other.
“You kid, were you hiding your cultivation level before? Grandpa still remembers you testing at the 3rd level just a month ago.”
“I didn’t hide it, grandpa. I practiced from the 3rd level to the 6th.”
“Wait, Zhen’er, you mean you jumped from the 3rd to the 6th level in just one month?”
“Yes.”
Hearing that Yan Zhen didn’t seem to be lying, the joyful expression on Yan Lie’s face faded as his gray eyebrows furrowed slightly.
“Advancing three levels in one month, even with your exceptional talent, is a bit exaggerated. It’s possibly related to your recovery from the bottleneck, but we still shouldn’t broadcast this to avoid others’ jealousy.”
Yan Zhen nodded calmly, “I understand, grandpa. I’m not a child anymore; such glory holds no appeal for me.”
“Mm, it seems this three-year bottleneck wasn’t all bad for you, Zhen’er. At least your temperament has been preliminarily cultivated.”
“Heh heh… Oh right grandpa, when will this year’s family minor competition start?”
“The family’s minor competition is in two months,” said Yan Lie, stroking his white beard. “Zhen’er, you’re currently at the 6th level of Mystic Disciple. To place in the top three, you’ll need at least the 7th level.”
In the Mystic Disciple realm, the 3rd to 4th level was one threshold, and the 6th to 7th level was the second threshold.
A Mystic Disciple at the 4th level had about twice the mystic energy of the 3rd level.
While a 7th level Mystic Disciple had over three times the mystic energy of a 6th level.
Without reaching the 7th level, one would essentially be hung up and beaten by those at the 7th level or above, even with mystic techniques learned.
“Don’t worry, grandpa. In less than a month, I’ll reach the 7th level of Mystic Disciple.”
“Ambitious, grandpa approves. The highest among the younger generation in the manor has reached the 9th level of Mystic Disciple – that great elder’s grandson, Yan Mo. Zhen’er, you must work hard and try to catch up to him next year.”
“I will, grandpa.”
According to the script, he didn’t need until next year – by year’s end, he could advance to the 9th level.
However, before that, Yan Zhen needed to defeat the 9th level Yan Mo in the family minor competition at the 8th level of cultivation.
So his current goal was to reach the 8th level within two months while also learning another top-tier mystic technique.
Back in his room, Yan Zhen eagerly entered the crystal space to see the beautiful senior, politely requesting to learn a powerful mystic technique.
Seeing his awkward demeanor, Chen Xi couldn’t help but feel amused, yet she still sternly said, “At the Mystic Disciple realm, emphasis is placed more on foundations. There’s no need to painstakingly learn powerful mystic techniques.”
Yan Zhen pleaded pitifully, “But senior, I have to participate in the minor competition in two months. Without a trump card mystic technique, it’ll be easy for me to be eliminated.”
Chen Xi didn’t agree immediately, stringing Yan Zhen along for a while as he begged and acted cute towards her.
The three years of setback allowed Yan Zhen to mature faster, rarely displaying such childish behavior.
Thus, to Chen Xi, every second of this was incredibly precious.
Outwardly pretending to be unmoved, inwardly she recorded every moment of Yan Zhen’s pleading cuteness. Once it felt sufficient, she “reluctantly” nodded.
“Very well, this master shall teach you a powerful mystic technique that can exert great might even at the Mystic Disciple realm.”
“Thank you, senior. What kind of mystic technique is it?”
Was it the ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’ skill, where punching the opponent would inflict secondary or even multiple bursts of mystic energy damage?
—Heh heh, this young master holds the script, no matter how beautiful the master is, she can’t sway my expectations!
Yet Chen Xi leisurely said, “This mystic technique is not offensive, leaning more towards using dexterous force to counter attacks. It’s called ‘Grand Negation’.”
—What? ‘Grand Negation’? Not ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’?
Yan Zhen was confused again. ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’ was one of the protagonist’s signature mystic techniques, used even until the Mystic King realm. What the heck was ‘Grand Negation’?
“Just explaining won’t help you understand. It’s better to experience it directly,” Chen Xi smiled faintly. “Come, Zhen’er, attack this master with full force. Don’t hold back.”
Suppressing the confusion in his heart, Yan Zhen followed Chen Xi’s instruction, circulating his mystic energy to throw a punch at her.
Chen Xi remained still, not even using her mystic energy. She merely extended her jade-like delicate hand, gently guiding Yan Zhen’s fist and leading it in a circular motion.
Yan Zhen felt his body spin uncontrollably before tumbling into the beautiful master’s embrace, completely restrained by her.
The back of his neck met extreme softness, as if pillowed by two white clouds, causing Yan Zhen to freeze up.
“How was that, Zhen’er?” The beautiful senior’s voice came from right beside his ear, extremely close. He could even feel her warm breath and faintly detect her elegant fragrance.
—It seemed he had been embraced by the beautiful senior!
So ‘Grand Negation’ was hugging the opponent? Was there really such a flirtatious mystic technique?
“Senior, I yield.”
However, Chen Xi showed no intention of releasing Yan Zhen. Her jade hand gripped his fist and raised it before his eyes.
“Do you know how this master restrained you?”
“No, this disciple doesn’t know.”
“It was dexterous force,” Chen Xi explained. “Forcefully countering force is brute tactics. Using the opponent’s force against them is true mastery. ‘Grand Negation’ uses dexterous force to redirect the opponent’s force – it’s a master-level mystic technique.”
“I see.”
“Alright, come here every day to spar with this master for two hours until you’ve learned this ‘Grand Negation’.”
Chen Xi’s lips curved in a faint, mischievous grin.
Yeah, I like this master, subtle but effective. 😂👏👏