This was none other than Wang Nancang, Sect Leader of the Hu Yi Sect and the Local Emperor of Linâan Cityâa figure who could make the entire city tremble with a single stomp.
Flanking him were two men, one tall and one short. They were his two favorite disciples and, aside from him, the only other members of the Martial Arts Family in the Hu Yi Sect.
"Master, itâs about time. The banquet is about to begin, and we should make our entrance."
The taller man standing to the side glanced at his watch and offered the reminder.
"Mm. In that case, letâs head out."
Upon hearing this, Wang Nancang set down his teacup, rose to his feet, and prepared to leave.
Just then, however, his gaze suddenly froze. He stared at a particular spot and his body went rigid.
"Whoâs there!?"
His voice was like the low roar of a giant tiger.
The sound reverberated through the air, seeming powerful enough to instantly shatter anything in its path.
Everything in the room seemed to tremble slightly from the force of the sound, and the windowpanes emitted a faint hum.
âJust as I thought. Simply distorting their vision isnât nearly effective enough.â
Hu Qiâs figure materialized, and he mused to himself.
With his current Three-Eyed Primordial Snake Bloodline, using Twisted Light was enough to deceive the eyes of ordinary people, and even low-level Secret Martial Artists.
But deceiving Wang Nancang, the Sect Leader of the Hu Yi Sect, at such close range proved to be quite difficult.
After all, he hadnât distorted the manâs perception, only his sight.
Although his opponent couldnât see him, he could still be detected by the subtle sounds he made.
Besides, he hadnât made any special effort to hide, so it was only natural to be discovered.
He had managed to evade the Food Masterâs detection earlier because he had used Twisted Light to alter his own form, tricking his opponent into mistaking him for a cat.
That was a completely different concept from merely using Twisted Light for simple, sight-based invisibility, as he was doing now.
Seeing Hu Qiâs completely unconcerned expression, Wang Nancang immediately raised a hand to stop his many disciples from rushing forward. He spoke in a low, heavy voice:
"Friend, today is my birthday. If youâve come for a drink, then I welcome you."
"However, if youâre here to cause trouble, then donât blame me for..."
âThis manâs abilities are simply supernatural,â he thought. âIf my Cultivation of the Heart Tiger Secret Martial Arts hadnât reached such a profound level, and if my mastery of the Fierce Tiger True Intent wasnât so deep, I never would have been able to detect his presence.â
âWhatâs more, the moment I spoke, I used a technique from the Heart Tiger Secret Martial Arts.â
âItâs a tiger-like roar, produced by circulating Qi Blood True Strength through my internal organs, that can rattle a person to their very soul.â
âEven my two disciples, both of whom have reached the Qi Blood Furnace level of the Martial Arts Family, would be stunned for an instant if caught off guard by that roar.â
âYet this person before me shows no sign of discomfort at all.â
âIn that case, there is only one possibility: the man before me is, at minimum, a Secret Martial Artist on my level.â
âThatâs why, unless absolutely necessary, I am unwilling to make an enemy of an expert of this caliber.â
But he couldnât finish his sentence.
The man before him had unleashed an overwhelming pressure, a tangible gale that swept through the entire room.
It felt as if the pull of gravity had suddenly multiplied by several dozen times.
All of his disciples were slammed to the ground, one by one, and even his two disciples who had reached the Martial Arts Family level were no exception.
He was the only one in the room who could still barely stand.
"You are... Youâre a... Qi Dao Grandmaster..." The flesh on his face trembled, and his hair whipped about as if caught in a gale.
At this realization, he was utterly horrified. A Qi Dao Grandmaster. This man was actually a Qi Dao Grandmaster.
Although his own Cultivation was only at the Martial Arts Family level, as the Sect Leader of the Hu Yi Sect who had lived for over a century, he was far from ignorant.
He had seen a Qi Dao Grandmaster before. There was absolutely no mistaking it.
"Iâll give you two choices. One, bring out the Hu Yi Sectâs Inheritance Secret Martial Divine Intent Map.
"Two, all of you die!"
Hu Qi spoke flatly, his voice icy and completely devoid of pleasantries.
With his current strength, he could simply take what he wanted by force; there was no need for discussion.
"...Sir... I... I donât have it on me... Could you give me some time to go and retrieve it...?"
Wang Nancang struggled against the immense pressure, barely managing to force the words out.
âIf I were a younger man,â he thought, âI would have attacked without hesitation, even knowing I was no match for someone daring to steal the Hu Yi Sectâs Inheritance Secret Martial Divine Intent Map. But things are different now.â
âI have no hope of breaking through to the Qi Dao Grandmaster realm, and it wonât be long before my natural Lifespan comes to an end.â
âIn that time, Iâve taken many wives and fathered dozens of children. With their own children, my descendants now number nearly a hundred, and all of them depend on me.â
âIf I die, the consequences are unthinkable.â
âI was even preparing to pass on my position as Sect Leader of the Hu Yi Sect to a disciple soon, so I could live out my final years in peace.â
The Inheritance Secret Martial Divine Intent Map is vital; for any School, it is the true foundation.
âAlthough an Inheritance Secret Martial Art can be passed down through oral instruction, doing so is immensely difficult.â
âOnce the Divine Intent Map is lost, future disciples cannot comprehend the intent within the Secret Martial Arts.â
âMastering the Inheritance Secret Martial Arts would become exceedingly difficult.â
âThe most important part of a Divine Intent Map is the âintentâ it contains.â
âWithout its aid, complete mastery is nearly impossible.â
âHowever, it only makes it more difficult to master, not impossible to pass down.â
âSo, compared to my own life, what does a mere Divine Intent Map matter?â
...
ăA few minutes later.ă