Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 136 First Battle with Zhang Lingyu, the Poison King, and the Scorpion Demon

"Grandpa, look what I've brought you."

"Thump!"

Lu Qian strode into the main hall and threw Lu Liang to the ground. "This kid disguised himself and hid in the crowd, but I still managed to see through him and bring him back."

As he spoke, he walked to the seat next to Lü Ci, took off his crown and robes, revealing a dark blue Taoist robe underneath.

"It seems that Quanxing has a grand scheme this time."

"Hmph, just a bunch of rats in the gutter."

Lu Ci sat on the grand chair at the head of the table, his eyebrows drooping and his whole body exuding a cold aura. "There are so many fools who dare to run wild in the Celestial Master's Mansion. In the end, there are not many old men left in the Quanxing Sect."

In his view, it was only because the old people who knew how terrifying Zhang Zhiwei had left that this group of fools dared to set their sights on the Celestial Master's Mansion.

What is the pinnacle? It is the one who overshadows the world, looking down upon humanity from the summit!

Everyone knows Zhang Zhiwei is very strong, but few people know just how high this old Taoist's cultivation level is—it's beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Alright, stop thinking about those unimportant things. The first match is this afternoon."

Lu Ci waved his hand, his disdain showing on his face. "This is the preliminary round, four to one. I see your opponent is Zhang Lingyu."

"After all, he is the last disciple of the old Celestial Master. He knows how to maintain a proper balance in terms of appearances, unlike that time at the Lu family compound when he was a child."

"But Grandpa, wasn't it you who told me to slap him?"

After removing his robes, Lü Qian put his crown and turban back on. He took his hand off the wooden hairpin, made a palm with his right hand, and fanned it in the air, creating a whooshing sound.

Seeing Lü Qian's reckless behavior, Lü Ci was both angry and amused. He pointed at Lü Qian and shouted, "I told you to slap someone, but I didn't expect you to slap them so hard."

As he spoke, Lü Ci raised his aged hand and touched his face a few times. "You little hedgehog, can't you be a little more considerate and let me have a few moves? Be more considerate, be more considerate."

"What a waste of your name, Lü Qian."

"Hey, I, Lü Qian, am not humble, and you, Grandfather, are not kind either. We're family, why are you speaking like two different people?"

"roll!"

Lu Ci trembled with rage. He smiled and pointed to the door, roaring at Lu Qian, who was carrying a peach wood sword, but the satisfaction in his eyes grew stronger.

"Remember, save a few moves for when you get hit... Ugh, never mind, just know what you're doing."

Lu Qian paid no attention to Lu Ci's roar. He calmly walked to the door, then turned around as if he remembered something and asked, "Grandpa, how many moves will you leave? Give me a straight answer."

"call out--"

Instead of Lü Ci's roar, a white porcelain teacup flew towards him from inside the room, but Lü Qian dodged it and it fell straight to the ground.

"Snap!"

"Dele, I understand."

Seeing that he had really angered the man, Lü Qian didn't linger. He turned around and left with his sword on his back, leaving Lü Ci inside with a smile on his face, furious.

"snort!"

Seeing Lü Qian's figure disappear outside the courtyard gate, Lü Ci snorted coldly, putting away the smile on his face, but a slight curve still remained at the corner of his mouth.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lü Liang lying on the ground, covered in filth. The smile on Lü Ci's lips vanished instantly, and his face remained devoid of any emotion, like an ice peak that had never melted.

He turned to Lü Gong, who stood behind him like a servant, and coldly ordered, "Gong, wake your brother!"

"Yes, sir!"

Lu Gong didn't dare to raise his head, and his steps even slipped a couple of times as he walked, but when he saw Lu Liang, his eyes were filled with surging anger.

"snort!"

Looking at the two brothers, Lü Gong and Lü Liang, Lü Ci snorted coldly again, turning his eyes away, not wanting to look anymore. He sighed inwardly, "A bunch of sheep in wolf's clothing, they have no guts or courage whatsoever."

Thinking this, Lü Qian's image appeared in his mind again, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, "At least he produced a wolf cub in the skin of a hedgehog."

Not far away, Lü Gong bent down and placed his hand, which was wrapped around the Ruyi Jin, on Lü Liang's shoulder.

"what!"

"Tell him to shut up first."

"Yes, sir!"

……

After leaving the Lü family's camp, Lü Qian headed towards the competition venue.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was past noon. It was time for the first round of the competition to begin.

Lü Qian walked to his assigned spot according to the date on the slip of paper, where three other people were already present.

On the high platform, the old Celestial Master gave Lü Qian a meaningful look, then pointed at Zhang Lingyu in response to Lü Qian's gaze, made a three-pointing gesture, and nodded slightly.

Upon receiving the signal from the Celestial Master, Lü Qian raised an eyebrow. Only after seeing the Celestial Master nod again did he feel relieved and walk to his designated spot.

"The competition begins!"

As the Taoist priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion spoke, Lü Qian flashed forward and delivered a fist to the face of the person next to him.

The punch was powerful, and a sharp gust of wind rushed towards the man's face with the rapid punch, making his eyes widen and his hair fly wildly.

In his vision, Lü Qian's fist rapidly grew larger. He couldn't help but close his eyes to brace for the pain, but unexpectedly, the gale stopped abruptly, and the fist stopped an inch in front of him.

"I still have to take this punch."

Before he could finish speaking, a fist flashed and struck his chest, its immense force causing the man to stagger backward.

"Phew, I...I give up!"

The man clutched his chest, where he felt little pain. He looked at Lü Qian, who was slowly withdrawing his fist, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. The other man's control over his fist was unparalleled, allowing him to repel the enemy without injuring him.

"You're too kind!"

Seeing that the man conceded defeat, Lü Qian calmly said in a low voice, then turned to look at Zhang Lingyu, who was politely competing with someone else.

The person who competed against Zhang Lingyu was also a skilled fighter, but he was no match for this direct disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Zhang Lingyu moved swiftly and agilely, like an old man playing with a child. He blocked and dodged without making any moves, slowly wearing down his opponent's stamina.

"I give up!"

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's humble demeanor, the man's face turned indignant. He stepped back, shouted loudly, and then walked off the field.

"Fellow Daoist Lü, you've kept me waiting."

After Zhang Lingyu stopped, he bowed to Lü Qian.

Lü Qian shook his head. "Not long, just right."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white flame flew out from his body and rushed towards Zhang Lingyu.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingyu flew backward, his body surging with golden light. In the blink of an eye, the Golden Light Mantra formed a protective shield around him.

"The profound origin of heaven and earth, the root of all vital energy."

"I will cultivate for countless eons to prove my supernatural powers."

"Within and beyond the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme."

It is radiant and heavy with golden light, flowing naturally like a gas, yet having substance but no form like a liquid.

But the flames were formless and invisible, and in an instant they landed on the Golden Light Mantra, burning through the glass-like protective shield.

"This fire of mine is called Samadhi, Master Lingyu, please be careful."

As Lü Qian's calm voice fell, the Samadhi Fire, which had burned through the Golden Light Mantra, directly attached itself to Zhang Lingyu's robes.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred. The originally formless and shapeless true fire suddenly became tangible and substantial. The white flames turned into jet-black droplets, which fell onto Zhang Lingyu's body along his robes.

"I forgot to mention, there's another ingredient in this fire called the 'Three Corpses Form,' which can temporarily activate your Three Corpses. Don't worry, the Three Corpses will disappear after the competition ends."

Lu Qian, carrying his sword, stood still, a gentle breeze ruffling his hair and revealing his calm eyes.

"Well......"

At this moment, Zhang Lingyu was emanating waves of black energy, with thick, swirling black mist. He knelt on the ground with his head down and his hands covering his chest.

"Whoosh—"

From within the black mist, a scorpion's tail flew out, its black barbs gleaming with a chilling, iridescent light under the sunlight, sharp and ruthless.

Lu Qian drew his wooden sword from his back and slashed at the scorpion flying through the air with its barbs. He guided the scorpion's tail to shoot to the side, then stared at Zhang Lingyu in the distance and said with great interest.

"The Poisonous Enemy King, the Scorpion Demon of the Pipa Cave?"

"Zhang Lingyu, your romantic relationships have been disrupted; have you been poisoned by that [Horse-Reversing Poison]?"