Chapter 1499
After Zhao Haiming and the others left, the atmosphere in the inn’s lobby did not immediately return to normal.
Everyone’s stolen glances at Wang Chen’s eyes revealed an air of incomparable awe, and in fact many people simply did not dare to look at him.
This is a grandmaster, a living innate grandmaster!
Martial artists at the grandmaster level already belong to the top echelon of power in Dawei. They can be offered sacrifices by emperors when they enter the court, and when they go into the wilderness, they can establish their own martial arts schools and create a hundred-year martial arts foundation.
Ordinary people in the martial arts world don’t usually have the chance to meet a grandmaster.
Not to mention in a wilderness inn like this.
Of course, no one would dare to approach and make friends, for if Wang Chen got tired of looking at them, he would just slap them to death, and no one would dare to complain.
It’s your own fault for being so rude!
Ignoring the strange stares from around him, Wang Chen said to Wang Zhenzhen, 鈥淶henzhen, are you full?鈥�
Wang Zhenzhen took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe her mouth, then gave a sweet smile and said, 鈥淚’m full.鈥�
鈥淗m,鈥�
Wang Chen said as he got up, 鈥渢hen get some rest early, we still have to keep going tomorrow.鈥�
After he took his daughter to the guest room, it was as if a seal had suddenly been lifted in the lobby of the inn. A group of travelers were talking excitedly about what had happened, as if they had discovered a treasure.
It was estimated that soon there would be another legend in the world of martial arts.
Perhaps it was because the grandmaster Wang Chen had stayed there that that night, Tongfu Inn was peaceful and quiet, and nothing happened until the rain and wind outside stopped.
As soon as it was light, Wang Chen left the inn with Wang Zhenzhen and continued their long journey north to Changyi.
After they had travelled a mile or two, a figure appeared in hot pursuit.
The other person was running desperately, shouting, 鈥淪enior, please stop!鈥�
Wang Chen pulled back on the reins and stopped, turning his horse around and looking at the pursuer indifferently.
Wang Zhen Zhen, not knowing what was going on, also stopped.
The other person, panting heavily, rushed to the front of Wang Chen and then fell to the ground on the spot to perform a kneeling and bowing ritual.
He kept bowing to Wang Chen and implored, 鈥淪enior, I am Huo Wu Ji, I beg you to accept me as your disciple, I am willing to be your slave to repay you!鈥�
This was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing very worn-out clothes, and looking very disheveled.
But his face was resolute, and his eyes revealed a stubbornness that made it clear that he was no ordinary child.
The young man named Huo Wuji knelt down very hard, and in a moment’s time, he was already bleeding from his head.
However, he seemed oblivious to it, and continued to bang his head on the ground with all his strength.
Wang Zhenzhen felt a little uncomfortable watching him, and subconsciously turned her head to look at her father.
However, Wang Chen was unmoved, and even a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Huo Wuji got blood all over his face while knuckling, but he didn’t get any response from Wang Chen. He straightened up again, took out a cloth bag from his bosom, crawled to the front of Wang Chen’s mount, and then held it high in both hands.
鈥淪enior, this is my family heirloom. Because of this treasure, my family was destroyed.”
The young man said with tears in his eyes, 鈥業 am willing to offer it to you in exchange for learning some skills from you to avenge my family!鈥�
Wang Chen’s eyes flashed with a playful look as he looked at the trembling young man in front of him.
He reached out and caught the cloth bag held aloft in the other’s hands in his palm.
Wang Chen pulled the string and poured out a palm-sized ancient mirror from it.
The ancient mirror was a bronze color, and a human figure could be clearly reflected on the front. The back was engraved with dense runes, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Wang Chen smiled.
He stuffed the ancient mirror back into the cloth bag and threw it back to Huo Wuwei, 鈥淜eep it for yourself.鈥�
The young man, who was both heartbroken and full of expectations, was suddenly taken aback and hurriedly explained, 鈥淪enior, this Qiankun Mirror passed down in my family is a treasure of the immortals, but I am incompetent and cannot activate it without the cultivation of a master.鈥�
鈥淚 know that this is a magical weapon,鈥�
Wang Chen said indifferently, 鈥渂ut it is of no use to me, and it is not worth bearing your karma for it.鈥�
Qiankun Mirror?
What a big joke!
The real Qiankun Mirror is an unparalleled magical weapon, and it is a treasure that can only be held by a Mahayana saint.
The one in the other party’s hands is merely an imitation, and it is of a very low rank.
The only clever thing about this imitation is that it can be activated with innate true energy to unleash its hidden power.
After being used once, it can be slowly restored by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.
Wang Chen is a person of great character, and he can understand what it is as soon as he gets his hands on it.
For an ordinary grandmaster, this object is indeed a precious treasure that can reverse the battle situation in critical moments.
But Wang Chen is a grandmaster, and this fake Qiankun Mirror is at best an interesting plaything.
And the young man in front of him is clearly a son of destiny born in the midst of a crisis with a deep karmic connection to the mortal world!
Last night in the inn lobby, Wang Chen did not detect the presence of this person.
Today, he suddenly appeared to worship the master with a treasure, and it feels like a big drama that has been arranged!
But Wang Chen was full of himself, and got involved with the other person over a plaything, putting on a show for a child!
Huo Wuji was dumbfounded.
He never imagined that he would be unable to impress Wang Chen by taking out such a precious treasure.
He had just wasted his time!
He hung his head in dismay, feeling disheartened for a moment, and feeling that there was no place for him in the world.
Seeing the other person’s dejected appearance, Wang Chen revealed a playful smile.
He opened the bag hanging next to him, took out a thick book from it, and threw it in front of Huo Wu Ji.
鈥淲hat is this?鈥�
The young man looked up in surprise.
鈥淚 can’t just accept your many kowtows without showing my appreciation,鈥�
Wang Chen said indifferently. 鈥淭his Nine Yang Divine Skill is a self-created method of cultivation that can be used to reach the state of innate talent. Take it and practice it yourself. How much you can learn depends on your luck and talent.鈥�
The Nine Yang Divine Skill? A skill that can be cultivated to the state of innate!
Huo Wu Ji’s body trembled, and his hands trembled uncontrollably with excitement.
He suddenly knelt down again and bowed hard, 鈥淭hank you, no, thank you, Master!鈥�
鈥淲ell, our fates end here,鈥�
Wang Chen said, 鈥淚 am not your master, and you are not allowed to use my name in the future. The world is a big place, so be careful.鈥�
After saying this, he turned his horse around and continued on his way.
Wang Zhenzhen looked curiously at the young man kneeling on the ground and immediately followed her father.
Huo Wuji didn’t look up again until a long time later.
Blood water blurred the young man’s eyes, and he vaguely saw the distant figure of Wang Zhenzhen. Suddenly, he felt a hollow in his heart, as if he had lost something precious.
The next moment, Huo Wuji grabbed the secret manual of divine power on the ground and pressed it hard against his chest.
Tears flowed!