Lao Mei scratched his head awkwardly.
He was already so old, but to be called naive by a nineteen-year-old young master … it was a little …
However, Lao Mei did feel that compared to his young master, he was indeed a little naive.
He had not felt anything for the past few years. Sometimes, he felt that his young master was a little mysterious and that he did not show his martial prowess. When he saw him, he always looked like he had nothing to do.
Other than that, he often went missing. He would disappear for a few months at a time.
He knew that his young master was extraordinary. But that was all.
However, ever since his young master had returned a year ago, he had never gone missing again.
His intuition as a martial artist told him that his young master was gravely injured and seemed to have lost all his cultivation base. Those injuries could threaten his life at any time.
However, his young master did not seem to mind, still looking as idle as ever. Occasionally, late at night, he would see his young master sitting alone from afar, that desolation and loneliness, as well as the occasional glint of coldness in his eyes …
It was to let him know that his young master had a huge secret in his heart.
Lao Mei dared not ask what had happened. He knew that he would not say anything for his young master's sake.
However, his young master's aura was getting stronger; the murderous aura that seemed like it was about to burst out and wreak havoc on the world seemed to be getting stronger as well …
Lao Mei suddenly realized something.
His young master's calculation ability had exceeded his imagination. There seemed to be nothing he could not see through, nothing he could not solve.
It was like playing chess.
An ordinary person would be considered an expert if they could see three to four steps ahead, but his young master could see more than ten steps ahead and was still not satisfied.
Everything his young master had done in the past year seemed to have a deeper meaning. Yet, he could not see through it at all.
Young master said that I was naive … but it seemed like I really was a little?
But what method was young master going to use to subdue this gravely injured person in the east wing?
…
"These five kittens …" Lao Mei looked at the five snow-white kittens that followed closely behind Yun Yang and coughed, stroking his beard.
One day of carelessness and the house would turn into a zoo.
"Let's just think of them as … Lightning Cats." Yun Yang said, "They're quite cute."
"Cute …" Hearing such words from his young master, who was already a 'scheming' man in his heart, Lao Mei suddenly felt that his worldview was not normal.
The Thousand Illusion Monkey sat on Yun Yang's shoulder. The little fellow was still following Yun Yang closely these few days, but it was obviously not as lively as before.
Moreover, as long as the four kittens were below, the Thousand Illusion Monkey wouldn't come down. A pair of eyes, full of vigilance. If it were not for her reluctance to leave Yun Yang's side, she would have fled long ago.
Even though it was only a rank difference, the Thousand Illusion Spirit Monkey still felt threatened by the difference in rank.
However, no one noticed this.
Yun Yang had already secretly checked on the four Eclipse Panthers. One of them was already a fourth level mystical beast while the other two were third level mystical beasts. The last one was slightly weaker, but it was already at the second level.
It was just that these little fellows were obviously under the Bloodline Invisibility Spell. That was the greatest love that high level Xuan Beasts had for their offspring. They would use their own bloodline to create a layer of camouflage on their young beasts, making others think that they were very inconspicuous and weak Xuan Beasts.
In this way, before they grew up, no one would have any ideas about them. That would be much safer.
However, this kind of bloodline invisibility could only be performed by Ninth Level Xuan Beasts at the very least. Yun Yang was completely sure. However, he was like the parents of these four little fellows, unwilling to remove the Bloodline Invisibility Spell for them.
If he were to remove it, and people found out that he had four ninth level mystical beast cubs by his side every day and that he was so weak …
Yun Yang was sure that he would not live for more than two hours!
"For safety's sake, continue being cats." Yun Yang stroked the four Eclipse Panthers' furry heads, causing four tiny pink tongues to chase after his hand, tickling it.
The only real Lightning Cat was meowing. It had not recovered yet and was curled up in a corner, unable to compete for Yun Yang's attention.
Yun Yang chuckled, "Yes, there's one more here." He stroked the Lightning Cat's head as well. The little fellow lay down contentedly, turning over to reveal its white tummy.
As usual, another little fellow sent a stream of Qi of life over. Immediately, the ground was filled with little snow-white fur balls rolling around happily.
The Thousand Illusion Monkey squeaked anxiously on his shoulder. Yun Yang sent one over helplessly as well. Feeling that his pitiful spiritual Qi was running low, he quickly stopped.
However, the Thousand Illusion Monkey was already satisfied. Finding an opening, it leaped down from Yun Yang's shoulder and sprinted towards Ji Ling's room.
Suddenly, Yun Yang felt as if there were two sharp gazes staring at him. Turning his head, he saw a person's head poking out from the window of the east wing. His eyes were like two bolts of lightning.
Yun Yang chuckled and turned to walk towards the east wing.
…
The person had already sat up and was leaning against the headboard. Seeing Yun Yang enter, he forced a smile.
Yun Yang noticed that this person's hair was no longer as messy as it had been when he had fainted yesterday. It had even been tidied up. Although it was only a simple comb, it was obvious that this person was very mindful of his appearance.
Yun Yang also noticed that this person's hands were very clean.
He had just woken up from a coma, but there was not a single speck of dirt between his fingernails.
"Can you … help me wipe my face?" This was the first thing the person said after smiling at Yun Yang, "Cold water will do."
Yun Yang nodded, "Sure!"
He turned and brought in a basin of cold water. He soaked a towel in, wrung it dry, and applied it to the person's face. When the moisture had almost completely seeped in, he took it off and soaked it again before applying it to the person's face. After doing this five times, he started to wipe the person's face with a corner of the towel.
The person remained calm throughout the entire process.
"You are very young."
He said quietly, "But you know how to take care of others."
"But I heard that person call you young master."
"So you are not a person who takes care of others, but you do."
"This is a large residence in Tiantang City. There aren't many people here, and I don't see any maids or guards. Also, I heard a woman's voice call you Yun Yang. "
The person said, "Looks like you are the young master of Marquis Yun in Tiantang City? Yun Yang? "
"But you are the young master of a marquis, how would you know how to take care of others?"
The person asked.
Yun Yang wiped the person's face and said faintly, "You are not young. Even when you were heavily injured and on the brink of death, you still look to be in your forties. But your real age should be above eighty years old. In this world, eighty years old and above is considered an old man. Although eighty years old is the prime of your life with your cultivation base, it is not easy for an eighty-year-old man in the eyes of the common people to have such a strong curiosity. "
"Also, you are very clean and pay attention to your appearance. I can see that even if you were to die, you want to die cleanly. There are not many people like you in this world. "
"But the part that you pay the most attention to is your hands." Yun Yang wrung the towel. "Although you have been unconscious for a long time, your nails have grown naturally, but they are still very neat. It looks like you are very careful when you are resting."
"The inside of your right thumb, index finger, and middle finger are softer than other places. Under normal circumstances, this is where you use the most force. If you are a martial artist, you will have calluses whether you practice with a saber or a sword, but you don't. It is not that they have not grown before, but when you have cultivated to a certain level and entered the innate realm, your entire body has been cleansed and regenerated the weakest part of your body. That is why they are more delicate than other places. "
"Your left index finger and middle finger do not show any signs of force being exerted. It is obvious that your left hand has always been pinching the sword. You have not practiced other palm or fist skills, or else there would be traces. "
"You are a very strong person, so you are used to talking down to others. But when you speak, it is filled with a sharp aura. "
"So, you are a swordsman."
"But there are signs of your left shoulder being raised, and the back of your shoulder is habitually pressed over the years. Therefore, your sword is not worn on your waist, but on your left shoulder."
"This position must be the best place for you to strike. That is why there is such a condition on your left shoulder."
"Half of the mystical Qi cultivation base in your body has been converted into sword Qi." Yun Yang continued, "So, other than your sword, you have nothing else."
"Your gaze is very sharp. It is a habit of staring at the tip of a sword. You practice your sword by staring at the tip of your own sword. So, even when you do not use a sword, when you have no sword in your hand, when you are severely injured and unable to use your strength, you will still have this kind of threatening aura. "
"But your gaze is straight and clear. So, you are not a malicious person, and you are not someone who will do anything to achieve your goal. "
"Your sword is not with you, and the web between your thumb and index finger on your right hand is severely torn. The bone is broken, so I guess your sword is broken."
"No sword, and you are unwilling to reveal your identity. I cannot guess your exact identity. "
"Swordsman, never trained in anything else. Carrying a sword, striking with a strange sword technique, very upright, doesn't steal or rob, loves cleanliness, pays attention to appearance, relies on the strength of both hands to make a living, but you are definitely a martial artist, not belonging to any country. On the surface, you don't seem to be related to assassins, and you are very skilled …" Yun Yang said, "According to what I know, there are a total of three people like you."
The man's gaze was filled with amazement as he could not help asking, "Which three?"
"One of them is already dead." Yun Yang said, "If it is him, I can recognize him even if he is burnt to ashes. The other one is a legendary figure, a pinnacle expert. Such an expert would not be injured like this. "
"As for you, you are related to mystical beasts."
"So, there is only one person who fits your identity." Yun Yang smiled and said, "The famous mystical beast hunter, Fealty Jade Sword Fang Mofei. Old Sir Fang, am I right?"
The severely injured man on the bed was already staring at Yun Yang with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
He had always kept a low profile and was not well-known. He had always been a lone ranger and had no friends, so there should not be many people who knew him.
However, this youth in front of him did not know him, had never seen him before. He was also severely injured and could not move, and his appearance had been altered. Yet, he had been able to recognize him with just a pair of eyes!
He knew that this youth had not observed him in detail before this; he had only observed and analyzed him to be able to recognize him.
Although the content was slightly repetitive and messy, the final result was correct.
This was simply inconceivable!
Fang Mofei had never known that there were so many flaws in him!
He knew that the reason why this young man had said so much to verify his identity was because he had deduced his identity the moment they met!
That was why he had done so!
He had used a seemingly meticulous deduction to deduce this youth's identity the moment they met. He had only wanted to gain the upper hand by making a show of strength, to intimidate this seemingly inexperienced fellow. He wanted to establish his image as an expert who could foresee everything, to pave the way for him to recuperate here in the future.
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