Mountain Collapse and Earth Splitting

His face charred black, Li Banfeng sat beside a black-and-blue Zhang Peiwen on the village chief's sofa, both staring silently out the window. Zhang Peiwen let out a huff. "You hit really hard. You're almost as bad as my mom." Li Banfeng snorted as well. "You blew me up, and you expect me not to hit you?" "That dynamite can't kill anyone," Zhang Peiwen explained in all seriousness. "I got blown up once, and I didn't die. That was the only reason I dared to use it on you." "Why did you get blown up?" "I wanted to go home," Zhang Peiwen said, hanging his head. "I wanted to go home and take care of Mom and Dad. They need me. But the village chief said I wasn't allowed to leave without signing a covenant. So I tried to run away, and then the village chief blew me up." "And you've been locked up here ever since?" Zhang Peiwen nodded. "Even though I'm locked up here, I won't give in to them! I'll never sign that covenant! There's no way I'm staying here for half a month! Let's see what they can do to me!" Li Banfeng asked, "From what day does that half-month start counting?" "From the day the covenant is signed." Li Banfeng thought back to when Zhang Peiwen had gone missing. "From the time you arrived in Gourd Village until now, hasn't it been almost half a month already? You might as well have signed the covenant earlier and gotten out sooner." Blushing, Zhang Peiwen said, "There are still several days left. If I behave well these next few days, they'll let me go." "Did they tell you that?" Zhang Peiwen shook his head. "I figured it out myself. People who behave well always get rewarded." Li Banfeng chuckled. "Who taught you that?" "My mom..." "Your mom called the police to look for you. I'm a cop, and you blew me up?" "You're a cop?" Zhang Peiwen eyed Li Banfeng with obvious disbelief. Li Banfeng was in no mood to prove his identity. He cut straight to the point: "That taxi driver—what's his name?" "What taxi driver?" Zhang Peiwen lowered his head and began doodling on the floor with his finger. "The taxi driver from before you entered Gourd Village." "I don't know him. He pulled up in front of me, probably looking for a fare. The distance was so short, there was no way I was going to take a taxi." The words made sense, but Zhang Peiwen's tone and expression were all wrong. To him, lying seemed to be an impossibly difficult task. It would have been best to bring Mengde over to verify this, but Mengde was at the laboratory in Qiqiu City, helping his lady wife conduct experiments. Li Banfeng asked again, "How did you get into Gourd Village?" Zhang Peiwen opened the door and peeked out. Seeing no one coming up the empty stairwell, he shut the door and said to Li Banfeng, "Once you leave the village, you can't talk about what goes on here. But since I'm still inside, it should be fine. Back then, I went out to buy medicine for my mom. When I turned around, I saw two older sisters waving at me from a doorway, so I followed them in..." He wasn't lying about this; his account essentially matched what the surveillance footage had shown. Li Banfeng asked, "Do you really want to go back?" "Yes, I really do!" Zhang Peiwen nodded vigorously. "Fine. I'll find a way to take you back. From now on, you're not allowed to bomb me, and you're not allowed to harm me by any other means." Zhang Peiwen nodded. Just then, the sound of a gong clanged from below. Li Banfeng looked out the window and saw A'yi calling out from the courtyard, "Come down and eat!" Li Banfeng roared in anger, "So you can blow me up again once I come down? Or light me up with a Gatling gun?" A'yi shouted back, "Our village has rules! When it's time to eat, no hitting!" Zhang Peiwen chimed in behind him, "That's true. In Gourd Village, they really don't hit people during meals." Half-believing and half-doubting, Li Banfeng took Zhang Peiwen and pushed open the door. The stairs of the house had reappeared. The two went down and stepped out into the courtyard. Food was already set out in the yard. Several neighboring households had gathered to eat—about a dozen people in total, seated around a single large table. Truth be told, the people of Gourd Village might have been a little crazy, but they were remarkably good-looking. The women possessed exquisite figures and pretty faces, their true ages impossible to guess. The men were burly and muscular, not only handsome but also brimming with vigorous masculine vitality. The village chief didn't stand on ceremony either; it was a large table, and everyone took whatever seat they liked, regardless of age or status. There were about a dozen dishes on the table, made from ordinary ingredients: cucumbers, potatoes, eggplants, chili peppers, fish, chicken... A'yun dished out a bowl of rice for everyone, specifically telling Li Banfeng, "If that's not enough, there's more." The crowd began to eat. Holding his chopsticks, Li Banfeng watched each person carefully, only beginning to eat once he confirmed everyone else had eaten from the dishes. After an entire morning of chaos, he genuinely felt a bit hungry. The dishes were simple home cooking, stir-fried in a giant wok, but the flavor wasn't bad—mainly because the ingredients were fresh and properly seasoned. Li Banfeng said to the village chief, A'yi, "I have other business here. Half a month is too long. Cut me a break and shorten the time, and I'll sign the covenant deed right away." A'yi sighed. "We rarely make exceptions for anyone." Li Banfeng smiled. "Rarely means you've done it before. Tell me, what are the conditions?" A'yi pondered. "What conditions could there be? It's just like how we rarely poison people when having a meal. But if we run into someone fated..." Li Banfeng glanced at the expressions of the people around him. Their lips were pressed tight, and their nostrils were twitching. Were they holding back laughter? Li Banfeng put down his bowl and chopsticks, sweeping his gaze across the crowd. "Who are you trying to scare? You've all eaten from this table of food. How could it be poisoned? You wouldn't go down with me just to poison me to death, would you?" From the side, Zhang Peiwen quietly reminded him, "That plate of eggplant is poisoned. Nobody else touched it—only you ate it." "Is that so..." Li Banfeng glanced at the eggplant. He indeed loved eggplant and had eaten quite a bit just now. After a moment of silence, Li Banfeng let out a contemptuous sneer. "Just you wait." He bolted. In the blink of an eye, he had vanished without a trace. A'yun asked A'yi, "Chief, should we chase him?" With a calm expression, A'yi said, "It's not like we're the ones poisoned. Why chase him? Let's finish eating first." With that, A'yi picked up a piece of eggplant and ate it. Everyone at the table stared at A'yi in silence. After a brief pause, A'yi snapped at them, "What are you staring at? Go get the antidote!" Li Banfeng found a place to hide the key, slipped back into the companion dwelling, activated the Art of Sleeping Soundly, and began detoxifying himself. He snatched Hong Ying's mirror and inspected himself for anything abnormal. Before long, he noticed his entire body was turning green; the venom had already spread everywhere. "No problem, just need to sweat it out!" Gritting his teeth, Li Banfeng broke into a drenching sweat. Mingled with the perspiration came streams of green liquid. The girl from the Ninth Chamber drew a basin of water and helped wash Li Banfeng clean. Li Banfeng thanked her repeatedly, "Jiu'er, thanks for your help." Ninth Girl took offense. "I told you, call me Senior Martial Sister, not Jiu'er! Even if I become your concubine, I won't be the ninth one!" Hong Ying sneered, "And which one do you want to be? You think you can climb over my head?" Ninth Girl didn't take Hong Ying seriously at all. "Who do you think you are, someone special? You're just a bed-warming maid, and you don't even have any sense. Ah Qi has been back for this long, and what have you done to help him?" As the two bickered, Li Banfeng ignored them, changed into fresh clothes, took out the projector, and asked, "What color is it outside?" "Red! Hehehe, super red red! Hahaha, this place is great, Director Seven!" Judging by its tone and pitch, something had gone wrong with the projector's mind. Li Banfeng left the projector inside the house. Before stepping out, he asked, "What kind of place is Gourd Village anyway? Jiu'er, have you heard of it?" Ninth Girl pondered seriously. "I think I have. Seems like people said a bunch of lunatics live there." "That's right, a bunch of lunatics. Jiu'er, have you actually been there?" After a moment's thought, Jiu'er murmured, "That place is wonderful. With you going there, you'll be like a fish in water..." Li Banfeng snapped, "What nonsense! I'm not a lunatic!" Jiu'er quickly corrected herself, "That's not what I meant. I mean, since you're already there, you'd better do as they say. Otherwise, you might never walk out." "I can't walk out?" Li Banfeng sneered. "I'd really like to see that. I'm going to walk out right now, and let's see which of them can stop me!" Ninth Girl warned him, "Don't try to use force. I'm afraid you won't be able to beat her." The Old Man asked, "Who are you talking about? Who can't Ah Qi beat?" "Who? Nobody! I'm just telling Ah Qi to be careful and not act rashly." As Li Banfeng stepped out the door, the companion dwelling grew agitated. "Little Ninth, who on earth are you talking about?" Ninth Girl fell silent for a moment before saying, "You can see the outside world. Even if you don't remember the place, you ought to remember the person, right? You might not remember Gourd Village, but I have a sworn sister who's the best artisan in Puluo Province. You should remember her—some of her craftsmanship is on your very body." The companion dwelling went silent. Then, its structure suddenly shuddered. Hong Ying had been painting her lips, and that sudden tremor jerked her hand, sending the lipstick streaking across her cheek all the way under her eye. "What are you doing?" Hong Ying complained. "What could possibly scare you like that?" The Old Man muttered to himself, "The best artisan... the best..." Hong Ying said, "Isn't the best artisan Old Train?" "It's not Old Train! It's that madwoman! Her craft was even better than Old Train's! Her appearance changed—changed so much I couldn't recognize her!" The companion dwelling shuddered again, saying to Ninth Girl, "That madwoman created her own pathway, got defeated by your father, and vanished from Puluo Province. How did she suddenly pop up again?" Ninth Girl sighed. "Old Man, have you gone completely senile? This isn't Puluo Province! Didn't Ah Qi already say so? This is the Outer Province!" The Old Man panicked, beads of moisture condensing across the walls. "What do we do? How did Ah Qi end up in her hands?" Ninth Girl considered it for a moment. "I've always felt she was a reasonable person, especially when reasoning with madmen. She shouldn't hurt Ah Qi, as long as he's willing to listen to her." The companion dwelling remained deeply anxious. "Ah Qi never listens to anyone." Ninth Girl weighed their personalities. "Her head isn't very clear. Ah Qi is definitely smarter than her." The Old Man disagreed: "What good is being smart? Your father was smart, and didn't she almost kill him back then?" Ninth Girl thought again. "She likes madmen. If she meets someone even crazier than she is, she'll definitely like him." The Old Man grew even more frantic. "Aren't you spouting nonsense? Where on earth are you going to find someone crazier than her?" Ninth Girl didn't know what else to say. Spurred by the Old Man's words, fear crept into her voice as well: "M-maybe we should call Ah Qi back? He's the sole heir to our pathway..." "I called him!" the Old Man said anxiously. "He doesn't seem to hear me! The kid's dug his heels in!" Wearing a chilling smile, Li Banfeng walked toward the village chief's house. Just as he reached the house of the village chief's wife, Li Banfeng gave a sinister laugh. "Village Chief, come on out! I knew you'd be nearby—" Boom! Dust billowed as Li Banfeng plunged into a pit trap. Village Chief A'yi charged forward at the head of a crowd. "Quick, throw rocks into the pit! Dump sand! Dump dirt! Dump everything, don't let him crawl out!" Everyone pitched in, dumping dirt and hurling rocks until thick clouds of dust and smoke choked the pit. A'yun said, "This pit is dozens of meters deep. He shouldn't be able to get out." A'yi snorted. "Nonsense! He can fly, so how could he not get out? Where's the dynamite?" A'mu brought over a satchel of explosives. A'yi pulled the fuse and hurled the satchel into the pit. A deafening blast shook the ground, followed by endless shrieks of agony from within the pit. A'yi laughed uproariously. "Blew you to bits, didn't I? Blew you up good! Are you dead yet?" Li Banfeng shook his head. "Nope!" A'yi looked at Li Banfeng in shock. "How are you over here?" Li Banfeng replied, "I just got here too!" Miserable wails continued to rise from the pit. A'yi asked Li Banfeng, "Who got blown up?" Li Banfeng said, "Your wife." "How could it be my wife?" A'yi rushed into the pit and hauled the burly man out. "Wife, listen to me! I wasn't trying to blow you up, I was trying to blow him up! Why did you come here—" The burly man shoved A'yi away, crying as he shouted, "I'm not staying with you anymore! How could you do this? What right do you have to blow me up—" Furious, A'yi yelled at the villagers, "Catch him! Catch that man for me! Blow him to pieces!" Shouldering satchels of explosives, the villagers called to the chief, "Which one do we blow up?" "Blow up Director Li!" "Who's Director Li?" A'yi pointed at Li Banfeng. "Him! His name is Li Qi, and he calls himself Director Li! Anyone who catches him will be handsomely rewarded!" Li Banfeng was startled. "You even know I'm called Li Qi?" A'yi smiled smugly. "What's there not to know? I'm the village chief! I live in a twenty-six-story tower! My vision is far-reaching, and I know everything—" Before she could finish, Li Banfeng snatched a pack of dynamite and took off running. A'yun and a crowd of villagers all stared at A'yi. A'yi fumed, "What are you looking at? Looking down on me? I'm your village chief! Don't you know how formidable I am? Hurry up and chase him!" Catching Li Banfeng was no easy task, as he never took the village roads. He vaulted over courtyard walls, scaled rooftops, dashed through kitchens, and ducked into bedding. One young woman shrieked, "He really climbed into bed! I just saw him in my quilts!" A'yi was utterly furious and grabbed a pack of dynamite, intending to blow the girl's bed to pieces. A'yun stopped her. "Why blow up someone's bed? Hurry and chase Li Qi!" Li Qi ran all the way out of the village, arriving at a valley nestled in the fissure between two great mountains. Quite a few people lived in this valley as well, though their complexions looked far worse than those of the villagers from earlier. There were hunched elders, middle-aged folk with deep-set wrinkles, and many youths with hollow, vacant eyes. The pursuers behind him were multiplying. Li Banfeng had caused the village chief's wife to get blown up, an offense that sent the chief into a rage, bringing out every capable fighter in the village. Sprinting through the valley for a while, Li Banfeng spotted a tall, skinny man peering in his direction. The man was spindly and elongated, with an equally thin and long head, looking somewhat familiar. "Are you... Zhuizi?" "Director Li, follow me!" The man was indeed Zhuizi. He grabbed Li Banfeng, pulled him into an alleyway, wove through three lanes, entered a small courtyard, brought Li Banfeng inside the house, and shut the door. Catching his breath, Zhuizi said, "Director Li, how did you end up here?" Li Banfeng frowned. "I came looking for you. Why are you here?" Zhuizi lowered his head. "I've disgraced the Dark Star Bureau." Li Banfeng shook his head. "Never mind the Bureau for a moment. What about you? Why did you come here?" "Director Li, I'm just so tired," Zhuizi said, rolling a cigarette and then rolling another for Li Banfeng. "There are no manufactured cigarettes here, so make do with this." Li Banfeng didn't mind. He lit it, took a drag, and asked, "Go on. How are you tired?" "I'm forty-one this year, unmarried. Just got promoted to team leader this year, the income is decent, and life was pretty comfortable. I'd planned on spending the rest of my life like that. But my family looked down on me, saying my life had no future, nagging me to get married, take a wife, have kids. At first, I ignored them, but I really couldn't take their constant nagging day in and day out. Thinking that I was getting up in years, I genuinely decided to find a wife and settle down. I went on blind dates and found someone. I wasn't picky about anything, but the girl had demands. She wanted me to buy an apartment, so I bought one. After buying it, it needed renovations, so I renovated it. Once the apartment was sorted out, I had to meet her father. Meeting him was fine, but it wasn't just him—I had to meet her whole extended family! Director Li, you know I hate socializing. In front of that many people, I was trembling as I spoke. Then my girlfriend told me she brought her parents over and they were going to move in with us. Director Li, I've lived alone for half my life! I can't live with her whole family, I really can't! When I refused, she didn't care at all and brought her parents straight over anyway. When I asked her if she could give me some time, she made a huge scene, threatening to kill herself, accusing me of being heartless and not loving her. I prayed for field duty, I prayed for night shifts, just wanting to stay as far from home as possible. That day, while on duty outside the beauty salon, I saw a few girls. I wasn't looking at them because they were pretty, but because they told me there was a place where I could escape all of this. Director Li, you can call me spineless or call me useless, but I was truly terrified. So I hid here." Li Banfeng asked, "Do you plan on hiding for the rest of your life?" "No," Zhuizi shook his head. "I only plan to hide for half a month. I signed a covenant with them. Once the half-month is up, I'll go back." Li Banfeng let out a sigh. He could understand Zhuizi; the man's current situation was indeed hard to bear. However, now was not the time to dwell on that. Li Banfeng needed to grasp the layout of Gourd Village first. "Does this gorge belong to Gourd Village too?" "The land out front, these two mountains, and the area behind—all of it belongs to Gourd Village." As he spoke, Zhuizi drew the shape of a gourd on the ground. The place Li Banfeng had been earlier was called Gourd Head. The gorge they were currently in was called Gourd Waist. The great mountains on either side were Gourd Mountain, and behind Gourd Waist lay Gourd Belly. "Director Li, in Gourd Village, those who sign the covenant but don't agree to remain live in Gourd Waist. That includes me. We're considered untrusted. Once the covenant expires, those who agree to stay move to Gourd Belly. Only then are they considered true people of Gourd Village. Their time in Gourd Belly is also called 'cultivating.'" "Cultivating?" Li Banfeng blinked. "What pathway do they belong to?" "I don't know what pathway. They just call it cultivating anyway." "What kind of people live in Gourd Head?" "Two kinds of people live in Gourd Head. One kind consists of those who refuse to sign the covenant and need strict surveillance. The other consists of those who have succeeded in their cultivation—their physiques have improved, they've grown handsome and pretty, and so they're allowed to live in Gourd Head." This pathway was remarkable; it could even make people good-looking. A commotion arose outside the wall. Village Chief A'yi had arrived with pursuers. Zhuizi said to Li Banfeng, "Director Li, hide in the wardrobe and don't move. I'll go outside and check the situation." Li Banfeng stepped inside the wardrobe. Zhuizi produced a padlock and locked it from outside. "Director Li, don't worry. With this lock, none of them can open the wardrobe. This lock is a dark-energy carrier; it can suppress most of their dark abilities. Director Li, just rest easy and hide." Zhuizi walked into the courtyard, looked at A'yi, who was searching all around, and put on a look of sincere warmth. A'yi walked up. "Handled?" Zhuizi nodded. "Handled!" "Good, that's a point in your favor. You don't have to wait for the covenant to expire. Tomorrow, you can move straight to Gourd Belly." Zhuizi thanked her profusely, "Thank you, Village Chief!" A group of villagers filed into the room. Zhuizi carefully unlocked the wardrobe. "Director Li, please don't be angry. If there's an issue, we can talk it out. The village chief is actually quite nice—" Boom! The wardrobe detonated. Li Banfeng was gone. Before leaving, he had tied the fuse of the explosives to the wardrobe door. His face scorched black, Zhuizi turned to the chief and cried, "Sister A'yi, he was really in there just now! I put him inside myself, and I locked it myself! I have no idea where he got the dynamite, I don't have any here..." Wiping the soot from her face, A'yi didn't blame Zhuizi. "I can see you put your heart into it. A reward is a reward. Tomorrow you move to Gourd Belly; I'm a woman of my word!" Zhuizi was overjoyed. Despite his burns, he completely forgot the pain, though he genuinely couldn't fathom how Li Qi had known he'd been betrayed. At that moment, Li Banfeng was sprinting across Gourd Mountain. *Trying to trap me? Zhuizi, you're way too green. Only you knew Director Li was Li Qi. The moment they knew I was called Li Qi, I knew you bastard sold me out!* After running on the mountain for half a day, A'yi appeared, banging a bronze gong and shouting, "Li Qi, come down and eat! No fighting while eating!" Li Banfeng emerged from a thicket of wild grass, holding a satchel of explosives in his hand. This was one A'yun had prepared to blow Li Qi up with, which Li Qi had promptly stolen. A'yi spread a mat on the ground, laid out three meat dishes and two vegetable dishes—five dishes and one soup in total—picked up two steamed buns, and handed them to Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng sat on the ground, picked up his chopsticks, and began eating. A'yi smiled. "Aren't you afraid I poisoned it?" Li Banfeng chuckled in return. "Think you can poison me to death?" A'yi was defiant. "I just went light on the poison! Otherwise, lunch would have finished you off!" Li Banfeng couldn't be bothered to bicker with her. As he chewed on a chicken leg, he suddenly saw a man pulling a cart of dirt pass beside them. "Isn't that your wife?" Li Banfeng looked at the cart-pulling man and called out, "Village Chief's Wife, aren't you mad the village chief is eating with me?" The man turned his head and snorted, "She's not eating with a vixen. Why should I be mad?" Carrying a food box, A'yun called to the man, "Come on, let's eat together." A'yi grew displeased, shouting at A'yun, "You vixen, stop trying to seduce my wife!" Li Banfeng sneered repeatedly. "No need to play that game with me. You think you've thrown me into confusion? You think I've gone mad? I'm completely lucid! When I go to bed I know my wife, and when I get out of bed I know my shoes!" He was on the verge of an episode. This wasn't forced on him by others; his own psychological illness was slipping out of control. It was as if his mental illness had returned to its ancestral homeland, singing ceaselessly inside Li Banfeng's mind like a bird released from its cage. A'yi asked Li Banfeng, "Do you have a wife?" "I do!" Li Banfeng puffed out his chest, looking immensely proud. "Is she good to you?" "Very!" "If your wife treats you so well, why did you come to my place?" Li Banfeng thought carefully. "What does that have to do with my wife? I just came by for a look, and now I feel this place isn't quite right for me, so I want to leave. It's as simple as that." The two fell quiet for a moment, having nearly finished their meal. Suddenly, A'yi asked, "Have you suffered?" Li Banfeng reflected. "Quite a bit." "That's strange. People who have suffered never want to leave after coming here." Li Banfeng said in all sincerity, "People are different after all, and the suffering they endure is different too. Some people have tasted the bitterness of coptis root, so they like coming here to eat some sweet corn. The bitterness I've tasted is of Chinese gentian. Sweet corn does nothing for me; I need to find sugar cane to chew on. Since we're both miserable wretches, why make things hard for me? Just let me leave." Blending Speaking of Sorrows and Bitterness with Speaking with Utmost Certainty, Li Banfeng felt A'yi should have fallen for it. A'yi lowered her head and thought for a moment before looking up. "Do you think this place is too crazy?" Li Banfeng nodded. "A little." "Do you think being crazy is bad?" "Being crazy isn't necessarily bad, but it doesn't suit me. I'm not crazy—" A'yi's expression suddenly turned cold. "So what you're saying is, you look down on madmen?" Li Banfeng shook his head. "Not at all, it's just that different people have different paths—" A'yi stood up. "You're a lunatic to begin with! What right do you have to look down on madmen?" Li Banfeng grew angry as well. "I went to the hospital and got checked! The doctor said I'm not crazy!" "Today I'll show you what a madman can do!" A'yi ground her teeth. "Everyone, get down the mountain! I'm getting serious!" A'yun was terrified. "Run! Get down the mountain, quick!" A'mu shouted, "The firewood I just chopped, I haven't picked it up yet!" A'yi's wife hauled the cart, yelling, "Forget the firewood, hurry up and go!" Packing up his things, Li Banfeng said, "Leave the cart too, let's get out of here!" "Don't you dare run!" A'yi blocked Li Banfeng. Once everyone else had cleared off the mountain, A'yi unleashed her art. Veins bulging and expression savage, A'yi screamed at Li Banfeng, "Mad Cultivator Art! Mountain Collapse and Earth Splitting!" What Mad Cultivator Art? What mountain collap— Rumble! The mountain path beneath Li Banfeng's feet split wide open. Dirt and boulders halfway up the mountain tumbled down, exploding violently around Li Banfeng. Using the Art of Riding the Wind and Driving Clouds, Li Banfeng soared into the air. Looking down, he saw the entire mountain ridge continually fracturing along the path beneath his feet. An actual landslide? How could such a formidable technique exist? She said Mad Cultivator—there's actually a pathway like this? The key is that this pathway's arts don't affect the mind; they actually affect reality?! While Li Banfeng was stunned, A'yi shouted once more: "Mad Cultivator Art, Milky Way from the Ninth Heaven!" Now what is this? At the mention of the Milky Way, Li Banfeng instinctively looked up. Several white clouds coalesced into dark storm clouds. After a flash of lightning, the storm clouds shifted shape in the sky, morphing into a gigantic water basin. The basin slowly tilted, dumping out a basinful of water. The torrent surged like a roaring river, crashing straight onto Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng held his ground in the rushing water for a moment, barely managing at first, but the current grew increasingly turbulent. Li Banfeng quickly lost his balance, spun through midair several times, and slammed hard into the ground. She summoned a river from the sky... Can an art really do this? Eyes bloodshot, A'yi stalked up to Li Banfeng and raged, "What's so great about a Fool Cultivator? All you do is pick on honest people!" She knows I'm a Fool Cultivator? She saw through my Fool Cultivator Art? Gritting her teeth, A'yi said, "I'll teach you to be arrogant! Today I'll show you which pathway is number one under heaven!" PS: How did Sun Tiecheng beat her back then?