Chapter 491: Chapter 490: The Law is Not to Be Casually Taught, Yet I Insist on Teaching It
"What just happened?"
"Why did Liu Dong freeze all of a sudden? His last strike should have severely wounded that kid."
"Didn’t you notice that the kid froze first? His attack could have severely injured Liu Dong, but it seemed like he was affected by something, hesitated for a moment, and that gave Liu Dong the chance to counterattack."
"Uh..."
Whispers of discussion arose.
Although the majority of those present had not entered the Divine Travel Realm, they had heard about the soul attack techniques mastered by those in the Divine Travel Realm. The way both Yang Fei and Liu Dong froze was clearly due to their Divine Souls being attacked.
In other words, someone had ambushed Yang Fei, secretly aiding Liu Dong.
Yet, for reasons unknown, Liu Dong was also attacked by a soul attack, whereas Yang Fei recovered quickly, and during Liu Dong’s moment of hesitation, he suppressed him.
At this moment, many were feeling bewildered.
They guessed that Master Wang had attacked Yang Fei in secret to prevent Liu Dong from losing, but they had no idea who had attacked Liu Dong’s Divine Soul.
Could there be someone secretly helping Yang Fei?
For the vast majority of onlookers, the idea that Yang Fei possessed strong Divine Soul Power never crossed their minds.
Giant Sword Manor’s disciples had already come to Liu Dong’s side to examine his injuries, only to find that although he was breathing and his Life Qi Mechanism was functioning, he remained unconscious, devoid of any awareness.
Meanwhile, Yang Fei, who was being supported by Qin Yanyang, had regained some color in his face. He endured the pain that seemed to split his brain and scanned the Divine Travel Realm experts with his gaze. Mustering the energy to speak, he asked, "I won this battle, didn’t I?"
The few Divine Travel Realm experts took a deep breath inwardly.
For the first time, they truly regarded this young man seriously.
Although they had heard some tales about Yang Fei before and knew that he was a direct disciple of the Fatty Taoist Huang Chengcheng, these Divine Travel Realm powerhouses still regarded him as a mere youngster and hadn’t taken him seriously.
But today’s battle, and the exceptional combat prowess Yang Fei had demonstrated, especially the Divine Soul Thought Power he showed at the end, made them deeply wary of him.
This boy is only in his twenties, right?
To have cultivated Divine Soul Power at such an age, nearing the Half-step Divine Travel Realm, even in the entire Hidden Sect World, he would be considered a prodigy with heavenly gifts.
Could the Taoist cultivation techniques be that amazing?
At this moment, even the Divine Travel Realm experts, who had previously scoffed at the so-called Taoist cultivation techniques, began to entertain the thought that Yang Fei’s power might be related to those techniques.
However, a few remained level-headed. They knew that techniques were static, but it was the people who brought them to life.
Before the Taoist sects were eradicated in ancient times, so many Taoist disciples practiced Taoist cultivation techniques, and yet very few such monstrous talents were seen.
Therefore, this kid’s achievements today must be connected to his innate talent.
"May I ask, have I won?"
Seeing that no one answered, Yang Fei took a deep breath and asked again.
His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it clearly reached every person present.
All around was silence.
No one responded to him.
Master Wang had already reached Liu Dong’s side and was examining his body. Now, he stood up in anger, glaring at Yang Fei, and said, "Kid, you dared to strike with deadly force during the duel, how vicious."
Yang Fei met his sharp gaze, feeling a shiver in his heart, and saw the cold intent to kill in the other’s eyes.
But now he was at the end of his strength, and even though he still held some fighting capacity in the Physical Body Realm, his Sea of Consciousness had been severely damaged and couldn’t recover for a while. If the other party was intent on killing him, he wouldn’t be able to resist.
"In a life-and-death battle, fists and feet have no eyes. If I am killed because I am not as skilled as my opponent, I absolutely have nothing to say. Moreover, you know very well what just happened. If you insist on being so despicable and shameless, making things difficult for me, do as you wish to kill or maim." Yang Fei said, looking at Wang Changchun.
The situation now made it impossible for him and his wife to fight their way out.
At worst, it would be death. What does a true man have to fear?
Huang Chengcheng, oh Huang Chengcheng, you’ve truly screwed me over, where are the reinforcements you spoke of?
Wang Changchun was furious. His sneak attack was already demeaning, and now that Yang Fei had called him out on it, it cast even more of a shadow over his reputation. He immediately retorted, "What a sharp-tongued little thief! You killed a disciple of my Giant Sword Manor, it should be a life for a life!"
"Hold on!"
Just then, Ouyang He stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "Master Wang, calm your anger. The competition earlier was agreed upon by us. Today, with the weather, location, and people all in our favor, this youngster still managed to win the competition. If we go back on our word now, act dishonestly and lose our integrity, then we really will be looked down upon by the world."
Wang Changchun’s brow furrowed. He thought that by bringing up his follower’s death, he would gain the support of the crowd and justifiably keep Yang Fei here, but he did not expect Ouyang He to be the first to stand up and oppose him.
Helian Zhan also spoke up, "Brother Ouyang is right. We in the Hidden Sect are reasonable people. The rules of competition have existed since ancient times, and we cannot break them now, otherwise we will indeed become the laughingstock of the world."
Mo Li and Zuo Wenjun also echoed his sentiment, expressing their willingness to accept the loss.
Wang Changchun snorted heavily and said to Wang Chunyang, "Mr. Wang, what is your opinion?"
Wang Chunyang glanced at Ouyang He and Helian Zhan, then saw the other onlookers all looking towards him, especially the younger generation, each with eyes filled with hopeful light. His heart chilled, and he said, "A loss is a loss. We cultivators of the Hidden Sect can take both victory and defeat in stride. Since this youngster has won, let’s stick to our earlier agreement and grant the two of them their freedom."
"Yes, we can afford to lose."
"Liu Dong’s defeat doesn’t mean there are no young cultivators in the Hidden Sect who can suppress this youngster. It’s just that those favored by heaven are not here, that’s all."
"Right, a loss is just a loss, it’s not the end of the world. Let’s not give outsiders the chance to ridicule our Hidden Sect for being untrustworthy and without principles."
Suddenly, everyone began to speak up.
Previously, when Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang had mocked the younger generation of the Hidden Sect for lacking capable individuals, they were naturally incensed, wishing they could obliterate the two interlopers.
However, now that both had demonstrated superior strength, their dissatisfaction subsided considerably, and many even began to secretly admire them.
At this point, the majority were ashamed of Wang Changchun’s attempt to go back on his word, thinking one couldn’t be too shameless; one had to uphold some sense of reason and rules.
"Young man, although you have won, if you wish to leave, you must leave behind the Taoist Cultivation Technique mantra. That is the condition for your departure."
"That’s right, leave the Cultivation Technique, and the two of you can leave."
When it came down to it, what the people of the Hidden Sect cared about was not the life or death of Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang, but the Taoist Cultivation Technique that Yang Fei knew.
As long as the technique was left behind, that would suffice.
Yang Fei knew that he had to recite the Cultivation Technique mnemonic to get out of this.
He looked around and saw no one coming to his aid, so he cast aside all hesitation and loudly recited the Secret Mantra that Huang Chengcheng had taught him.
The forest fell silent immediately, with only his voice echoing.
Everyone present listened intently, fearing they might miss a single word.
Some were even so prepared that they took out pens and ink to start recording.
Helian Rong stood beside her father and master, quietly listening to the Cultivation Technique mnemonic that Yang Fei recited, comparing it to the one Yang had previously recited to her, and she couldn’t help but be amazed.
Did this guy really recite it word for word?
In the Cultivation World, teachings are not passed on lightly. Are you really set on spreading it?
For a moment, Helian Rong felt a sense of loss.
Originally, aside from the Taoist inheritors, I was the only one who knew this technique. But from today onward, the entire Hidden Sect World will know, and just like that, the feeling of superiority is gone.