Kill two birds with One Stone

Although these few elders hid themselves well, Guan Yunpeng could tell at a glance that these old men were all Martial Saints, thanks to their cultivation of special martial arts techniques.

He gasped in shock.

The old monsters that were usually hard to find were gathered here in droves?

Since he was only at the consummate level of Martial Lord, seeing Martial Saints naturally made him not dare to be negligent. He quickly bowed and greeted, "Greetings to the three seniors!"

Hearing this, Wu Yonghong and the other two also looked towards this newcomer, their brows immediately wrinkling. All wore expressions as if to say, young man, don't make a scene.

With a wave of their hands, they said, "You've got it wrong, we three are not any seniors, we're just ordinary people!"

Guan Yunpeng shuddered.

What?

They were ordinary people?

Filled with doubt, he was about to ask again, but saw Wu Yonghong glare at him from the side.

Seeing this, he quickly shut his mouth, and could only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart and wait for a chance to ask clearly later.

"Oh, you three have come!" Yi Feng smiled and said, "Did you come today wanting me to write something?"

"No need, no need, Sir."

"Right, right, right, don't trouble yourself today, Sir."

"Yes, I still have more than a dozen pieces of your calligraphy and paintings that I haven't fully appreciated yet."

Seeing this, Wu Yonghong and the other two quickly waved their hands, declining Yi Feng's offer.

"Alright!"

Yi Feng nodded.

Seeing this, Wu Yonghong and the two others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In this period of time working for Yi Feng, they had finally experienced what was called destiny. Each person had received more than ten pieces of calligraphy and paintings containing powerful martial intent and Daoyun.

Originally, for such treasures, they would have gladly accepted them.

But it was a pity that the Daoyun contained within the master's calligraphy was truly too profound. They hadn't even fully comprehended the first piece of poetry, and the rest could provide them with comprehension for a lifetime. If they took any more, they would certainly suffer mental derangement from overexertion.

At the side, Guan Yunpeng was already shocked speechless.

He had obviously heard the meaning in Wu Yonghong and the others' words.

They had actually obtained so many benefits, even to the point they couldn't handle any more?

He suddenly revealed a burning gaze.

So after leaving the Martial House, he hurried to catch up with Wu Yonghong and the others.

"Seniors, seniors," he called out, while taking out several pots of fine wine from his storage ring to offer them.

"Not bad, quite sensible!"

Wu Yonghong and the others put away the fine wine, smiling as they looked at Guan Yunpeng.

"The seniors jest," Guan Yunpeng respectfully lowered his head and asked the first question in his heart, "Seniors, I want to ask, why did that senior say that he was an ordinary person, and even you as well?"

Hearing this, Wu Yonghong and the others looked at Guan Yunpeng as if looking at an idiot, shaking their heads.

Guan Yunpeng didn't dare get angry, and quickly asked, "Please speak plainly, seniors."

"You are ignorant!"

Wu Yonghong said in a teaching tone, "To tell the truth, whether in cultivation base or state of mind, that master has long reached the stage of returning to original simplicity. He came to this small city to experience ordinary life. Not only does he truly see himself as an ordinary person, but also personally does everything, and we who are with him naturally have to cooperate with the master."

"I see."

Guan Yunpeng suddenly understood, and thought back to his own rashness earlier, revealing an apprehensive look.

He had almost offended the senior!

He couldn't help but look at Wu Yonghong with gratitude.

"Right, Seniors, could you tell me, what is the Master's cultivation level?" He asked again.

"What do you think?" Sun Zhuge leisurely said.

"Martial Saint?" he ventured.

Sun Zhuge and the others revealed looks of disdain.

"Could it be Martial Emperor?"

Guan Yunpeng said in disbelief.

But Wu Yonghong shook his head, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed, "Young man, we really have no interest in talking to you, after all your perspective is truly too low."

"Too low a perspective?"

Guan Yunpeng felt like a thunderclap went off in his mind.

"Could it be!"

"Could he be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yonghong and the others interrupted him. "It's enough to know this much. Coming here today is your good fortune, so cherish it!"

Having said that, the three turned and left.

But Guan Yunpeng was unwilling to give up, and hurried to catch up and ask again, "Have you been by the Master's side long term?"

"Of course!"

Wu Yonghong and the others unconsciously straightened their chests with pride, and said rather arrogantly, "We have been."

Hearing this, Guan Yunpeng immediately revealed an envious look, and quickly asked again, "Then seniors, could you teach me how I can stay by the Master's side?"

"You?"

Wu Yonghong and the others looked Guan Yunpeng up and down, then shook their heads. "I heard even the nightsoil collectors here have broken through to Martial Saint. You still have a ways to go."

Having said that, the three turned and left.

And Guan Yunpeng was left standing there in shock.

Even the nightsoil collectors have broken through to Martial Saint?

He suddenly radiated a burning gaze, firmly resolving in his heart to find a way to stay by this man's side.

But for now, I still need to return to my cave residence for a bit, first comprehending the three characters the Master gave me, and break through to Martial Saint before coming back.

After speaking, Guan Yunpeng flew away.

Returning to Nansha Cave Residence, he closed his door and didn't come out, spending his days comprehending the three characters Yi Feng had given him. Finally, after three days, he directly broke through to the Martial Saint realm.

Leaving the cave residence, just as he was about to go to Pingjiang City again, he saw a stream of light shooting over in the distance.

"Han Tianque?"

Guan Yunpeng was shocked, and saw it was this old friend, so he smiled and went to welcome him.

"Eh, Guan Yunpeng, how are you not dead?" Han Tianque looked at Guan Yunpeng in surprise and asked, "I just heard that Hei Jian was pursuing you to kill you. I wanted to come help you, but how are you safe and sound in your cave residence?"

"My friend is too kind, but helping me is unnecessary!" Guan Yunpeng said arrogantly, "I've already broken through to Martial Saint."

As he spoke, his aura suddenly erupted.

Seeing this, Han Tianque was greatly shocked, staring in surprise as he asked, "Weren't your cultivation base lower than mine before? How did you suddenly break through to Martial Saint, how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible!" Guan Yunpeng said with a laugh. "After all, I recently obtained great good fortune."

"What good fortune?" Han Tianque hurriedly asked.

"Look."

Guan Yunpeng took out the piece of rice paper, suddenly revealing powerful sword intent.

"Such powerful sword intent, where did you get this?" Han Tianque gasped, looking at Guan Yunpeng with a face full of envy, and eagerly asked.

"It was gifted to me by a senior master. I am on my way now to serve under him," Guan Yunpeng said with a face full of reverence. Seeing his old friend's full envy beside him, he asked, "Why not come with me?"

"Is it possible?"

Han Tianque's eyes lit up, and he was immediately moved.

"This senior tirelessly assists juniors like us. I feel that if we go with utmost respect, even if we can't follow the senior, we should still be able to gain some good fortune," Guan Yunpeng said.

"Good!"

Han Tianque immediately agreed, trembling with excitement. He had seen that sword intent on Guan Yunpeng's rice paper clearly. He had always been stuck at the barrier to Martial Saint, and with such a great opportunity, he was naturally impatient.

"Right, where is this senior you mentioned?" Han Tianque asked again.

"Pingjiang City!"

"Pingjiang City?"

Han Tianque's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth raising in a smile. "That's even better. I was just on my way to take revenge on a villain from Pingjiang City who bullied my disciple. Going there now will accomplish two things at once."