I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes-Chapter 762 - 573 The God of Techniques Pei Jinye (Seeking
Chapter 762: [573] The God of Techniques, Pei Jinye (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)_1
Chapter 762: [573] The God of Techniques, Pei Jinye (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)_1
Within the Liyue Sword Sect.
Sima Yingjun exhaled deeply.
After practicing the “Drawing Blood Art”, then cultivating the Sword Cultivation Skill, he clearly felt the previously exhausting sensation disappear.
He had never found cultivation boring.
He even thought cultivation was quite interesting.
The feeling of gaining something new every day was very fulfilling.
“Sister, what are you doing?”
Sima Yingjun, seeing Sima Manli with a needle and thread, walked over and found a chair to sit on.
“I’m making peace and blessings for you all,” Sima Manli said. She suddenly slapped away Sima Yingjun’s hand that was stretching toward the table, “I’m still working on yours.”
“Can’t I even take a look?” Sima Yingjun complained, pouting.
Sima Manli wouldn’t agree to anything.
All of a sudden, Sima Yingjun said, “Sister, is this one for the Teacher? I was just thinking it looks nicer.”
Sima Manli ignored what he said and urged him, “Go and check the accounts. They have to go down the mountain for purchases tomorrow, see how much to buy and how much to pay. You go check.”
“I shouldn’t have opened my eyes this morning,” mumbled Sima Yingjun, but his body honestly moved to sit at the table inside the room. He found three account books, dipped the brush in ink, and after blowing on the tip, he copied down several numbers on the paper.
“Sister, do you think we can achieve longevity following Teacher?” Sima Yingjun asked suddenly.
“Is longevity important?” Sima Manli looked over.
Sima Yingjun was taken aback.
Was it not important?
He often heard people talking about it, but in reality, he did not have much obsession with longevity.
However…
“Sister, following Teacher, we’ll probably end up being sent away by him, won’t we?”
“?”
Sima Manli looked over in confusion.
Sima Yingjun pondered and said, “Hear me out, let me analyze this for you. We are ordinary people, just beginning our cultivation, but Teacher is different. I heard from Senior Si this morning that Teacher is a God Immortal with a lifespan much longer than ours…”
“Stop, stop,” Sima Manli was not interested in his nonsense, “Hurry up and get the accounts done!”
Sima Yingjun grimaced.
…
…
Meanwhile.
More than three hundred kilometers away within the sea area.
Tidal waves formed a huge eye of the storm.
Pei Jinye glanced over with a cold look.
“What’s your name?”
“Answering the God Immortal elder, the lad’s name is Wu Sanfa, residing at 18 Li Shop in Tongzhou, Wanda Country, and I have an eighty-year-old mother…”
The man with a beard was kneeling on a huge turtle shell, and at this moment, he couldn’t muster even a hint of courage anymore.
He had been to the Ancient Yao Light Country not for the first time.
The last visit was eight years ago, and he vaguely remembered that only the person from the Liyue Sword Sect was very strong, and there seemed to be no other noteworthy figure.
How could his luck be so bad today?
Just stepping out and he encountered an old monster.
His eyes darted about non-stop, gauging the waves, the aura, the momentum… Good heavens!
How many lifetimes had this old monster lived?
“Elder God Immortal above, your magnanimity is vast, please consider me a mere fart… thump thump thump!”
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Forsaking his own dignity, he seriously knocked his head on the turtle shell several times.
Pei Jinye watched him indifferently.
“Wanda Country…”
In the memories he had devoured, there was indeed a memory of Wanda Country.
He remembered it being located to the west of the Ancient Holy Light Kingdom, and the distance was roughly three times the journey from Central State to the Eastern Continent.
This youngster really knew how to travel.
Equivalent to a Master Technique at the Body Cultivation First Realm, this piqued Pei Jinye’s interest.
For now, his range of activities in this world was limited to the ancient country.
He had yet to travel beyond the ancient country.
Unlike the Chaos New World.
That world was simpler: just tribal invasions, where every day was either fighting or en route to a battle.
But this world was different.
Firstly, it could provide Techniques for cultivation, and secondly, under the “Heaven God’s” protection, he needed to pay more attention to supplies for cultivation.
His understanding of the Masters Technique in this world was rather one-sided.
Rarely encountering a living person.
One as weak as him would have to do.
There might be a use in keeping him.
“I’ll give you a chance to live, state your Sect.”
Upon hearing this, the bearded man immediately banged his head on the turtle shell vigorously, “You are a God Immortal, our sect behind me is no match for you, your spit alone could drown them, please do not lower yourself to their level.”
Seeing Pei Jinye did not respond,
he bit the bullet and stood up, saying, “I alone am responsible for my actions. If you, Immortal, can’t contain your anger, you may as well rip me to shreds and tear out my heart and soul!”
“You really think I wouldn’t?”
Pei Jinye’s words made the waves around converge and crash down with greater force.
The man with the beard, who had been rather blustery until now, slipped and knelt back down, still managing to hold on stoutly, “Immortal, I alone am responsible for my actions.”
“So be it.”
Pei Jinye reached out his hand.
The bearded man frantically tried to dodge, but it was all in vain.
…
Dawn.
The soft morning light penetrated the clouds and landed on the mountaintop of the Liyue Sword Sect.
Wu Sanfa slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the room in front of him, he subconsciously felt stunned.
“Is this the underworld? Why does it look so different from what I imagined? Where’s the promised eerie fear?”
“Creak.”
The sound of a wooden door came from outside.
“Eh, he’s awake! Quickly, go and inform Master, this wild man has woken up,” a voice with an ancient country accent exclaimed.
Wu Sanfa’s first reaction was to wonder why the people from the netherworld also had an accent when they spoke.
Soon after, he was stunned on the spot.
“Wait a moment, who are these jerks calling a wild man? It couldn’t be me, right?”
He lifted his head to look.
Young disciples clad in Liyue Sword Sect robes surrounded him.
“Look, he also has two eyes and a nose, eh.”
“Do all wild men look like this?”
“Why is he glaring at me? Chaotically, if he glares at me again, I’ll slap him a big one!”
Wu Sanfa sprang to his feet abruptly.
With a hand gesture, he was about to teach these brats a lesson.
By this time, he had come fully to his senses.
This was no netherworld, it was clearly the Liyue Sword Sect!
Eight years had passed, his goldfish had all died, but the attire of the Liyue Sword Sect disciples was still just as ugly!
“There’s no need for Martial Brother Wu to lower yourself to the level of these youngsters,” the voice of Wang Shouzhi came.
Wu Sanfa felt a stir in his heart, stopped his spellcasting, and looked up.
“You are…”
He pondered for a moment.
He felt Wang Shouzhi looked somewhat familiar.
“I have seen Elder Wang.”
“I have seen Elder Wang.”
The disciples in the room all bowed and greeted him upon seeing Wang Shouzhi.
“You are Wang…” Wu Sanfa followed the disciples’ words and pretended to have an epiphany.
But the drawn-out sound of the word “Wang” was too long.
So much so that Wang Shouzhi, with a friendly demeanor, took the initiative to say, “Wang Shouzhi, we met eight years ago at Heavenly Piercing Peak.”
“Oh right, right, now, I remember. You and Left…” Wu Sanfa stumbled again.
“Zuo Feizhi,” Wang Shouzhi patiently filled in the gap.
“Right, right,” Wu Sanfa slapped his forehead and apologetically said, “Sorry, my memory isn’t too good. Please don’t take to heart any offense I caused earlier, Brother Wang.”
Wang Shouzhi shook his head, naturally not minding it.
Wu Sanfa glanced around, slightly hesitant.
That sea area was at least hundreds of kilometers away from the Liyue Sword Sect; even if he had walked until his legs gave out, it would not have been possible to arrive overnight.
So…
What exactly happened?
“Brother Wang?”
“If Martial Brother Wu has anything to say, feel free,” Wang Shouzhi’s attitude was as amiable as ever, showing no hint of change.
“I dare to ask…” Wu Sanfa found it somewhat difficult to voice, but seeing Wang Shouzhi’s honest face, he leaned in and whispered, “May I ask, Brother Wang, how did I come to your sect?”
“You don’t know?” Wang Shouzhi was unexpectedly surprised.
Wu Sanfa gave a sheepish laugh.
Of course, I don’t know.
If I knew, would I need to ask you?
“Last night, it was Teacher Pei who brought you back personally,” seeing his state, which truly did not seem like a prank, Wang Shouzhi took the initiative to say, “Now that you’re awake, follow me after breakfast.”
“Teacher Pei…” Wu Sanfa cautiously spoke the title.
He had no idea who Teacher Pei was.
But for some reason, the image of that terrifying figure from last night naturally surfaced in his mind.
Could it be?
His heart skipped a beat.
Then he shook his head repeatedly.
[It’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!]
He had visited Liyue Sword Sect eight years ago and knew full well the strength of this sect’s gatekeepers.
At most, it was the Sword Master whose abilities were noteworthy; the rest seemed rather lacking by comparison.
And didn’t everyone in the Liyue Sword Sect use swords?
But the person he met last night… either had to be a Master Technique far beyond his understanding or was perhaps a hallucination.
…
“The Heavenly Technique Sect is in Wanda Country and can be considered one of the top sects there,” Si Zhonghe had traveled extensively in his early years and had dealt with the Heavenly Technique Sect, so he knew about Wu Sanfa’s background.
He looked at Pei Jinye and continued, “The Heavenly Technique Sect and our Liyue Sword Sect are similar; we focus on swordsmanship, they focus on techniques, and they have achieved a high level of skill, of course, their techniques are nothing compared to yours.”
Pei Jinye had already come to understand the Technique of this world through Wu Sanfa’s methods.
It was somewhat similar to the Dao of Talismanic Seals.
Just without the medium of Talisman paper.
So Pei Jinye was interested.
“Teacher Pei, Wu Sanfa has arrived,” Wang Shouzhi softly knocked on the door.
Pei Jinye signaled him to come in.
The next second.
“Thud,” Wu Sanfa kneeled directly in front of Pei Jinye.
[How could it really be him!]
Pei Jinye glanced over with a sidelong look.
Wu Sanfa’s whole body trembled, and disregarding the expressions of Si Zhonghe and Wang Shouzhi, he sincerely thanked Pei Jinye, “Thank you, Immortal, for granting me mercy yesterday. If there is anything you need my help with, just give the word. Even if it means climbing a mountain of swords or plunging into a sea of flames, I, Wu Sanfa, will not shrink from death!”
Si Zhonghe and Wang Shouzhi exchanged glances.
Both knew how proud Masters Technique could be. To have frightened this man to such a degree, the encounter between him and Teacher Pei last night must have been even more intense than they had imagined.
“Come over and sit,” Pei Jinye said.
After hearing this, Wu Sanfa scrambled up and hastily took a seat beside Pei Jinye.
Upon seeing this, Si Zhonghe stood up and bowed to Pei Jinye as he took his leave.
Pei Jinye did not stop him.
Once the room was left with only Wu Sanfa sitting there, drenched in cold sweat.
[I’m done for…]
