Mountain Might (1+1/2)

“Shanqing… Shanqing…” Li Zhouwei’s expression shifted subtly. Looking at the old man before him, who kept his brow lowered in silence, he asked, “Was he truly missing without a trace? A figure like that, whose divine abilities had reached perfection—how could he suddenly vanish into thin air? If an ascension to a divine position had occurred, the world would have altered, and all under Heaven would know.” His words carried a hint of probing. Cui Changfu sat frozen for a couple of moments, then rose from his seat to close the palace doors. Returning before the steps, appearing somewhat hesitant and anxious, he replied, “Your Excellency speaks truly. Ancient records say that if Duijin attempts to attain the fruit but fails: *There should be early autumn and winter, the movement of armored soldiers, merchants gathering in clouds, and all under Heaven rejoicing.* Yet if one does succeed, who could record it? Those who would grandly proclaim it to all under Heaven and let the realm record it in history… must possess the sincere, selfless heart of a Venerable. Such figures are few and far between…” Clearly, even if ancient texts did not record someone attaining the Dao, his words hinted that this Daoist Shanqing had already accomplished his purpose and stepped into obscurity! “Duijin!” Li Zhouwei fell silent for a moment. Duijin was no obscure lineage. The illustrious Jinyu Sect, the immortal sect that held sway over the State of Yue, was the orthodox sect of the Duijin lineage, titled the Jinyi Lineage! The True Sovereign manifested by the Jinyu Sect had always been hailed as the master of the Duijin divine position! *If that unfathomable Imperial Preceptor attained the Dao back then, and if there was no matter of an intercalary position, nine times out of ten he was a figure upon Duijin!* He acutely discerned the old man’s meaning: *True Sovereign Taiyuan of the Jinyu Sect… is likewise an enemy of Mingyang… He cannot be trusted. If Li Qianyuan were to be resurrected, he would likely be the very first to jump out and prevent it!* Whether this information was accurate remained hard to say; for now, it was merely the Cui Clan’s one-sided claim. Sensing that the other party still harbored many secrets they dared not utter, Li Zhouwei grew solemn and, for the first time, asked openly and directly, “I have a question: Is Wei Li… truly of the Douxuan lineage or not?!” Although countless pieces of evidence already existed in his mind, he still had to ask this question to obtain a clear, unambiguous answer. The old man gazed deeply at him for a long while before replying, “Wei Li’s relation to Douxuan is like Great Ning’s relation to Douxuan. If Your Highness insists on an answer… then it is—yes!” Li Zhouwei looked at him and suddenly asked, “I would like to hear… what ancient lore is there regarding Duijin?” Cui Changfu hurriedly shook his head. Knowing full well what Li Zhouwei wished to hear, he nevertheless answered, “I dare not speak of Duijin; this old man has only heard a few stories concerning Metal Virtue… Does Your Highness know of the Cloud-Moored Lightning Strategy Method Dao?” How could Li Zhouwei not know? When it came to familiarity with the Cloud-Moored Lightning Strategy Method Dao, hardly anyone in the realm could compare to his family! An elder of his own family had transformed into an artifact spirit because of this dao, and to this day could not step beyond Liehai! He nodded quietly. Cui Changfu said wistfully, “Dark Lightning is situated in the North Sea and often called the Divine Lightning of the Northern Palace, but few people know of the other three seas… In truth, back when the Lightning Palace sought to suppress demonic cultivators, lightning dao establishments were deployed across all Four Seas.” “However, after the Lightning Palace was shattered, the Dark Lightning path suffered catastrophic damage. Most of these lineages became subordinate to other Douxuan lineages. Among them, the East Sea lineage was second only to the North Sea; the eldest disciple of Yanyang Temple Palace entered the sea to guard it and rebuild order, which became the Cloud-Moored Lightning Strategy Method Dao. The Motong Ji Palace of the Dense Forest lineage manifested and entered the South Sea to consolidate the lightning dao, retaining the name Motong Ji Palace… Only the West Sea’s lightning dao was feeble to begin with; when the North Sea collapsed, it was destroyed on that very day, vanishing without a trace.” Cui Changfu hesitated as if wanting to say more, then replied, “And behind this Cloud-Moored Lightning Strategy Method Dao, there was also an exalted figure… titled Venerable Xufang Tingming Tianting. He was the last Venerable to ascend to a lightning position. Tasked with guarding the East Sea, he kept a low profile and lived all the way to the era when the Various Suns plotted for the divine positions…” “It was precisely under his protection that the final domain of the Dark Lightning lineage was preserved.” Li Zhouwei listened closely. Cui Changfu shifted his tone, murmuring, “Yet when Great Liang fell and all under Heaven was plunged into chaos, the Fuqi clan rose up in the north, Xiuyue attained the Dao… Liang fell and Zhao rose, and all under Heaven was pacified. But that exalted figure suddenly vanished without word. Leiyun Temple, the foundation of the Cloud-Moored Lightning Strategy Method Dao—which was the Divine Island of Leiyun at the time—sank into the seabed, disappearing from sight.” “In that same year, Motong Ji Palace ascended in broad daylight, and the Eighteen Islands of the South Sea rose abruptly from the waters. The golden age of the lightning dao saw its last rays of twilight completely extinguished.” Cui Changfu raised his brow to glance at Li Zhouwei and said, “From that moment on, this entity of Duijin began to eliminate the remnant lightning.” “So… the remnant lightning falling into metal began from that time…” Understanding dawned in Li Zhouwei’s heart: *In all probability, this was the doing of that True Sovereign of Duijin… It was He who drove the rise and fall of the Qi Emperor, and it was He who eradicated the remnant lightning.* One had to remember that when Zhang Duanyan came to the Li family to proclaim the immortal decree, he had explicitly referred to Luoxia as the superior sect, making clear the hierarchical relationship between Luoxia and Jinyu… And assuming that this True Sovereign Zhang was a Tongxuan figure, the matter became very clear. *The reason Daoist Shanqing could herd common mortals like cattle and sheep is very likely that behind him stood the dao of Sheji, which opposed the Lightning Palace. Be it an alliance or a transaction, perhaps because he borrowed the power of Sheji in that great upheaval, the elimination of the remnant lightning became his repayment…* *Yet if that is so, why has the dao of Sheji disappeared?* He pondered for a long time before asking, “Did Motong Ji Palace leave any descendants? Ascending in broad daylight looks like a sign of one person attaining the Dao while even fowls and dogs rise to heaven—hardly a tragic end.” Seeing him probe deeper and deeper, Cui Changfu grew increasingly anxious. Fortunately, this place was governed by the dragon kind, who already had poor relations with the Lightning Palace and Luoxia, so this topic was safe enough to mention. Furthermore, not daring to leave him unanswered, Cui Changfu gritted his teeth and spoke, “The master of Motong Ji Palace… possessed miraculous and formidable methods. He was once the foremost Dao Child of the Nanxiang Lineage. At that time, the Four Esoterics of Nanxiang had already declined, and he was hailed as an immortal talent who would revive Nanxiang…” “Yet when this lineage reached the South Sea, it formally derailed from the Dense Forest… It no longer took Douxuan as its ancestral root, instead attaining the Dao through paths such as Suiqi, Shangwu, and Shenkui… Mixing the immortal and Buddhist teachings, he styled it the Motong Lineage.” “A mixture of immortal and Buddhist once again?” Li Zhouwei frowned as he asked. This was not the first time. Legend had it that the master of Yanyang Temple Palace had fallen due to uniting the immortal and Buddhist paths, the Cloud-Moored Lightning Strategy Method Dao was also known as Leiyun Temple, and now Motong Ji Palace was likewise a confluence of immortal and Buddhist. Occurring repeatedly, this was likely not something simple reasons could explain. Faced with Li Zhouwei’s question, Cui Changfu looked somewhat somber and replied, “This matter… is difficult to explain. One would have to trace it back to even more ancient eras, and no one knows the true reason. But at the very least, two of the three lineages of Douxuan renowned throughout the world were indistinct from Buddhist cultivators; only the North Palace’s lightning dao maintained clearer boundaries.” Cui Changfu said dejectedly, “To us later generations, it feels like nothing good. It was one thing for Huaqi to be attained by Suxikong, but Shenkui back then was originally of the Douxuan lineage as well. Later it was passed around, ending up in the hands of Buddhist cultivators…” He paused slightly, asking as an afterthought, “Does Your Highness know of Shenkui? Nowadays, few lineages in the world still know of it…” Li Zhouwei naturally knew of this lineage of the Emperor of Zhao. He nodded to signal him to continue. Cui Changfu promptly begged pardon and answered, “Motong Ji Palace actually left legacies behind… Over half of the major lineages in the South Sea inherited parts of their legacy… such as Nanshun Luoshe and Dakonghai Temple… That the South Sea lineages formed a distinct school of their own originates from this.” These were all familiar names. Li Zhouwei felt steady in his heart as he listened to Cui Changfu gritting his teeth: “There are things I never dared say in the past, but today it matters not. Forgive me for speaking bluntly… My family has some history after all. My Lord… Does Your Highness know of the Miao family of Tinglei Island? They have an ancestor named Miao Dushan, who was rumored to be a genius who merged the lightning dao and the demonic dao.” Li Zhouwei paused. Cui Changfu sneered, “According to the hearsay I’ve heard, this Miao Dushan was no remarkable figure! There are plenty of geniuses in the world, but absolutely none so brilliant as that! How could someone at such a tender age combine the lightning dao with the demonic dao that are as incompatible as fire and water? If he truly possessed such cultivation and ability, he would have long since sat upon a Golden position, and we would all have to address him as My Lord—how could he have run into walls time and again within the inland sea?! “Among us several families, the word passed around in secret was that he obtained some secret method that gave him inspiration, from which he derived this path. He had some genius, yes, but definitely not enough to overturn the natural order of things.” Li Zhouwei narrowed his eyes and said, “You mean… he obtained the profound lineage of Motong Ji Palace, dared not circulate it openly, and used it as a foundation to compose the method of Tinglei Island?” Cui Changfu remained silent in thought, which was as good as tacit assent. Whether Motong Ji Palace or the scandalous past of Tinglei Island, spoken of separately they seemed harmless, but once linked together… the implications were extraordinary! If Miao Dushan truly obtained an ancient legacy and drew inspiration from it to create the method of lightning demonic cultivation, and that ancient legacy had been passed down from Motong Ji Palace… what did that signify? Legacies never arose out of nothing. The Dao Child of Motong Ji Palace had clearly hailed from Douxuan, yet drew a clear line against Douxuan to ascend in broad daylight and become a True Sovereign… That likely resonated directly with this method of lightning demonic cultivation! Li Zhouwei’s heart jolted: *I fear this former Dao Child… even if he did not defect directly to Tongxuan, at least betrayed the Lightning Palace, stopping at nothing to attain the Dao. Only then could he forge a path diametrically opposed to the resplendent heavenly might… From then on, a method of lightning demonic cultivation came into being, and the Miao family and Miao Dushan merely cultivated along a path that had already been laid out!* Before him, Cui Changfu kept his brow lowered without speaking, yet Li Zhouwei understood all too well what he wished to convey. *This figure is suspected of being united with Tongxuan, which means… the true faction of Luoxia very likely extends its reach from the inland sea all the way into the South Sea… adding yet another force at the Golden Core level…* *How formidable is the might of Tongxuan… No wonder the dragon kind, domineering as they are, could never control the South Sea as openly and completely as the East Sea, to the point that their authority on its waters exists in name only… No wonder the dragon kind, who view noble scions as slaves and maidservants and treat divine abilities as their claws and fangs, can only nestle within the East Sea!* *The terror of the Cui Clan… is manifested right here.* He remained silent for a long time. Cui Changfu lowered his voice, “As for what happened afterward, our family is less clear about it. After all, our Violet Palaces fell one after another, and we no longer had the qualifications to learn higher-level information.” Li Zhouwei nodded, took a sip of tea, and said, “The Cui Clan has had it difficult over the years. My visit this time is not to demand spiritual items or resources. First, I came to ask of these origins; second, to exchange for your esteemed clan’s cultivation methods.” Cui Changfu was clearly prepared for this. He nodded silently and replied, “The clan’s inheritance was passed down from Wei Li and Dongli. It was originally taken from the imperial palace and the army. Returning it to its original owner cannot be called our own, much less would we dare speak of an exchange.” Li Zhouwei’s golden eyes swept over him, and he replied, “I will not mistreat you; accept what is given with confidence.” “Furthermore,” a faint smile appeared on his face, his golden eyes seemingly radiating brilliance as his entire demeanor shifted from fierce severity to majestic dignity, “if your family accepts nothing in return, you fear walking the same path as your predecessors.” No matter how deferential Cui Changfu was, such worry was ultimately unavoidable. When Li Zhouwei pointed it out, he found himself rendered speechless. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but could not produce an answer. Li Zhouwei bore the destiny of Mingyang, yet Cui Changfu had repeatedly emphasized the terror of Tongxuan, which showed the fear of Luoxia in his heart. Li Zhouwei’s words struck right at his vulnerable spot: *If we truly assist him with all our might, on the day he falls and the mountain settles scores, will our family still have any Dragon King to protect us? Which exalted figure could shield us?* *Taking a step back, even if the mountain does not settle scores, if he truly shakes Mingyang, will the dragon kind not care?!* In Cui Changfu’s eyes, Li Zhouwei’s offer was undoubtedly granting his family a path of survival. Though he felt the urge to refuse, he could not bring himself to speak it. He could only turn his head and say mournfully, “Jueyin, go and fetch all the items for His Excellency.” Cui Changfu’s choice of person was ingenious. Cui Jueyin was practically half a member of the Li family, and without any prior instruction, sending him down in one go conveyed the intent to bring out everything in the clan to prove nothing was concealed. Cui Jueyin had listened through the entire exchange. His face remained calm as he withdrew from the hall. Cui Changfu rose from the hall floor, bowed deeply, and choked out, “Thank you… My Lord!” “Sit properly, so you can spare yourself from bowing back and forth.” Li Zhouwei waved a hand and looked at him calmly. “I have never blamed your Cui Clan. Situated in Chongzhou, with the lives of a million clansmen hanging in the balance, it is not for a single person to decide. As for Real Person Yangya… I have met him in the grotto-heaven. Now that you have achieved your breakthrough, Chongzhou has its own master, and you need not be constrained by him.” “Your Highness!” Cui Changfu did not know how to answer. Fortunately, Cui Jueyin returned swiftly, bowing before the steps and presenting three gleaming jade slips and a stone talisman. Cui Changfu hastily turned around. Supporting his sleeve with one hand and holding the other out flat in an exceedingly humble posture, he introduced, “This Shangye Jade Talisman is the crucial key to the inheritance of our Chongzhou Cui Clan. It records the *Shangfu Mingye Sutra* and is our clan’s fundamental supreme treasure. Ranked as high as the fifth grade, it contains three full secret arts… leading to the achievement of Yetianmen! It was passed down from the Immortal Mansion back then. “Precisely because of this, the talisman’s material is of exceptionally high quality, crafted from the Violet Palace spiritual resource Plain-Body Precious Jade. It is a Foundation Establishment magical instrument of extremely high quality—imperishable, incorruptible, with its divine brilliance contained within. If one day the clan faced extermination, letting a junior carry it out would prevent it from drawing prying eyes due to harboring a supreme treasure and being lost…” Li Zhouwei swept a glance over it, but felt some doubt regarding its supposed use. Shaking his head, he replied, “Your clan’s inheritance has gone astray… This is no ordinary Foundation Establishment magical instrument; it is a degraded spiritual embryo. Now that you have formed a divine ability, it would be best if you have the secret refining method; if not, spending thirty to fifty years refining it will also allow it to serve as a protective treasure.” Cui Changfu’s heart shook. He had never imagined his family’s treasure had such a function. Instantly overjoyed, he thanked him repeatedly, took the item in hand, and said respectfully, “I am willing to offer this item to Your Highness!” Li Zhouwei merely shook his head. Had Li Ximing not possessed Shichuan, this item would have been fairly suitable for his family, but now it was purely a chicken rib. He simply pushed it back with a wave of his hand and perused the *Shangfu Mingye Sutra*. *It is indeed Yetianmen, yet different from our own Yetianmen… It lacks some imperial majesty, and compared to the Golden Hall Huangyuan Formula, it lacks the slaughterous might of the border passes, carrying more of the immortal dao style of cultivation in an immortal mansion…* *As for these secret arts…* Li Zhouwei frowned as he read, sighing inwardly, yet feeling a touch more satisfied: *Regardless, they are three secret arts after all. Placing them in the family for younger cultivators to study and add some embellishment is sufficient.* This could be handed to juniors for cross-referencing; in the future, juniors whose temperaments suited it would find cultivating this art even more appropriate. Li Zhouwei casually tossed the jade talisman back into his hands. Cui Changfu immediately pointed to another jade slip and said, “This one is the fourth-grade *Shenzhen Huguan Baojing*.” Cui Jueyin promptly looked up. “Real Person Zhaojing has already taken a copy, exchanging a favor for our clan!” Cui Changfu paused slightly, then nodded and moved his hand, continuing, “The remaining two… One is the *Mingyuan Guanli Sutra* left behind by Real Person Yangya when he last returned to the island. It was exchanged from other cultivators by the Real Person, originating from the Donghuo Grotto-Heaven… However… it leads to Changming Steps, not Diguan Yuan.” Li Zhouwei took it composedly and swept a glance over it: *What a coincidence; our family also has a copy, though only at the Foundation Establishment level, sent over by the Xuanyue Gate in the past… It was indeed obtained from the Donghuo Grotto-Heaven.* He raised his brows and said, “It seems Yangya did not take from you for nothing after all; he did leave something behind… Looks like he didn’t want to incur too much of your clan’s favors either!” “Yes… indeed…” Though blunt, the remark was spot-on. Cui Changfu felt deeply embarrassed. Watching Li Zhouwei’s expression, he continued introducing the methods, “The various paths of Mingyang, whether higher or lower in grade, share the same origin after all. At most, the divine abilities differ slightly, and the dharmic power of the divine abilities is somewhat higher or lower. But Diguan Yuan alone is different. Changming Steps was derived by various predecessors based on the *Memorial on the Completion of the Rites and the Proclamation of Amnesty at the Northern Great Room* written personally by True Sovereign Shangyao; its foundation is already different.” This was something Li Zhouwei was very familiar with. The Tingzhongwei their family had obtained earliest on was just like this: ostensibly of the same origin, but in truth worlds apart, even possessing the capacity for superiors to dominate inferiors: *So that was it. Perhaps Tingzhongwei was also derived from certain texts written by the original master of Yuzhen…* Cui Changfu stepped forward. “This final one is our clan’s secretly guarded art, named the *Xiudi Yanhua Zhizhen Shu*. It is an art of the Immortal Mansion, left behind by the senior who piloted the treasure ship back then. Originally, it was an art he had borrowed to consult. When trouble arose in the state, he rushed back recklessly; fearing the method would be lost, he left it behind with our ancestors…” Li Zhouwei finally grew interested. Holding it in his hand, he read it carefully. “Hmm?” he murmured. “The Art of the Sleeve Residence?” “Precisely!” A hint of envy surfaced on Cui Changfu’s face as he replied, “This is an ancient cultivation art, the celestial way cultivated by those who ingest qi and nourish nature. One can nurture a mansion within one’s sleeve to hold treasures, making it unnecessary to carry a storage bag. If cultivated to a profound level, opening one’s sleeve can even take in living beings without issue. “The method also describes that if cultivated to the realm of the one who penned the art, other people’s spells, dharmic lights, and even spiritual fires and spiritual waters can all be swept inside with a mere opening of the sleeve!” Li Zhouwei read with growing marvel. Yet this reading took a full dozen-odd breaths, and he still could not see the end: *It is just like those qi-ingesting cultivation methods… astonishingly difficult. Ordinary Violet Palaces likely wouldn’t even be able to read through it all. To practice it to great completion… even a Grand Real Person would find it futile!* *Yet the value of this art is exceptionally high, of the same category as the Art of Void Walking of those northern grotto-heaven high cultivators—something one can only encounter by luck, priceless and impossible to buy on the market!* However, his family possessed talismanic qi, so Li Zhouwei did not fear its difficulty. Taking some time to commit it to memory, he then nodded and said, “I will not take advantage of your recent ascent to the Violet Palace. This is a rare, excellent treasure.” Cui Changfu said hastily, “Your Highness’s words are in error. Even if this item sat in our family for a hundred or two hundred years, not a single person would be able to enter its doorway. Our family had so many Violet Palace ancestors, and not one managed to learn it! Since we cannot use it, it can hardly be called a good thing!” “There is truth to what you say, yet that cannot erase its intrinsic value.” Li Zhouwei shook his head and answered, “Back when our family first reached the Violet Palace, my granduncle was also tight on resources and owed your clan a favor. Presumably your family neither has use for it nor dares to use it, so let us not leave it dragging here.” Gently turning his hand, he produced a jade box from his sleeve, placed it into Cui Changfu’s hands, and gestured for him to open it. Cui Changfu opened the jade box with some hesitation, only to feel a surge of Mingyang qi wash over his face. Resting upon a gleaming white brocade cushion were three wondrous spirit pills covered in scales, their dazzling radiance rushing straight into his eyes! *Violet Palace spirit pills! Violet Palace spirit pills of the Mingyang path!* Cui Changfu truly did not know the exact value of such an item, but Li Ximing’s alchemy was superb; the wondrous fluctuations that rolled out made his mouth water. Filled with shock and delight, and somewhat apprehensive, he said hurriedly, “This absolutely cannot be accepted!” “No need for more words!” Li Zhouwei waved his hand, then retrieved another jade box from his sleeve, saying solemnly, “The favor my granduncle owes is more than worth three spirit pills. I have only one requirement: of these three spirit pills, one must be given to Jueyin to charge into the Violet Palace.” Cui Changfu turned solemn. Raising his hands in a salute, he stated with utmost gravity, “To tell the truth, Jueyin is the one in our family with the greatest hope of breaking through right now. Even if Your Highness had not mentioned it, I would certainly reserve two of these three pills for the juniors, and Jueyin would have a share!” Li Zhouwei nodded and handed the jade box over. “Here is another cultivation method, named the *Tianxu Zengjin Sutra*. It belongs to Gengjin, likewise of the fifth grade. Gathering the qi might be somewhat troublesome for you, as you will need to search for famous mountains and metal ores… yet it is already the simplest kind. Searching among several large islands should yield what you need… Cultivating more of other lineages also grants another way out.” Li Zhouwei possessed no small number of Violet Palace methods, but they were either inconvenient to reveal, obtained through exchanges with others, or involved difficult qi gathering that even the Li family struggled with. Only this one was obtained elsewhere, had convenient qi gathering, had been acquired by multiple families, and thus held few secrets—making it perfect to hand to him! A Violet Palace method with easy qi gathering was enough to serve as the foundation-guarding treasure of a sect! Moreover, its grade was not low, capable of patching up the clan’s shortcomings. Cui Changfu’s heart shook in wild joy. He could not resist reaching out to receive it, clutching it like a precious treasure. Yet Li Zhouwei did not stop; turning his hand, he produced an immortal-light-radiant jade talisman: “This is the Dushan Dianling Talisman, a spiritual vessel of the Duwei path! It is best suited to renowned rivers and great continents, making it quite fitting for your Chongzhou. It will serve as compensation for your family’s *Xiudi Yanhua Zhizhen Shu* and *Mingyuan Guanli Sutra*.” As his words fell, profound runes lit up across the talisman in response, illuminating the old man’s face in bright radiance. *A spiritual vessel?!* *This is a spiritual vessel!* It was not that Chongzhou had never possessed spiritual vessels, but they had been lost in the inland sea along with the treasure ship. They were originally left with only an ordinary, mediocre protective treasure, which had subsequently vanished in the destruction of the Dongli Sect… It had been many years since they had laid eyes on such a treasure! Once this item was in hand, the spiritual embryo refined, and the precious pill ingested, he could immediately secure a firm footing in the early Violet Palace! *His Excellency is truly generous to such an extent! This is the bearing of imperial scions!* Cui Changfu had long since been dazed by this succession of treasures. Clutching the method like a precious gem, his eyes stared straight at the spiritual vessel, his heart pounding wildly. His lips trembled, unable to utter a word of refusal. Li Zhouwei’s golden pupils did not look at him; instead, with a faint smile, he looked toward Cui Jueyin, sighing inwardly: *After this trip, Jueyin will surely receive the utmost respect… His talent, mind, and methods are by no means inferior, and he often serves under my banner. He holds high hopes of breaking through to the Violet Palace. Whichever day he achieves breakthrough, this spiritual vessel will ultimately end up in his hands…* His gaze lowered, and he smiled inwardly: *Consider it a wish planted for the future.* *** Guo Nanwu bowed, then entered the Great Void together with Sima Yuanli, departing into the distance. Li Ximing was still somewhat surprised. He invited Kuang Yu to take a seat by the table, poured tea, and asked, “Fellow Daoist, what is this…” Kuang Yu shook his head and smiled faintly, answering, “Earlier, with the Sima Clan’s Real Person present, there were words that were inconvenient for me to…”