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

Chapter 14 Zhou Sheng: A God-like Figure? Will the Feng Hou Qi Men technique be passed down?

The shadowy figure moved swiftly and silently, as if it had transcended the world of the mountains.

It scrutinized the two with its round, gleaming eyes, its gaze sweeping over Daoist Yunlong before settling on Lü Qian, who was gesturing frantically on the mountain path.

"The Lü family..."

The black mist observed for a moment, then uttered a slightly hoarse voice like that of an old man. But the voice seemed to be blocked, and did not come out.

The master and apprentice on the mountain path were unaware of the spying gaze coming from deep in the woods. One was extremely anxious, while the other looked apologetic.

"Master, what kind of person do you take me for? What were you thinking, actually... actually asking about my... my vital essence?"

Lu Qian covered his head with his right hand, feeling the boiling blood in his brain. He pressed down on the throbbing veins on his forehead, carefully considering his words, and finally chose a more Taoist approach.

"This...this, well, in Taoist cultivation...the vital energy is of utmost importance...this natal fire is of paramount importance."

Master Yunlong scratched his head apologetically, glancing at the stone steps beneath his feet, not daring to look directly at Lü Qian's expression.

"Is it really necessary to ask me such a question when I'm not even an adult yet?"

"Well... well, it's because you come from the Lü family. I remember in many stories and TV dramas I've read before, families like the Lü family placed great importance on continuing their lineage."

Lu Qian lowered his hand from his head in disbelief and looked at the bowed Taoist priest Yunlong with a surprised gaze.

"So? What does this have to do with whether I still have... whether I still have virginity?"

"Ahem, I was thinking that with a talent like yours, the Lü family might let you get involved in those things early so that your talent could be inherited."

Master Yunlong lowered his head more and more as he spoke, as if he wanted to stare at the pebbles at his feet until they blossomed.

"After all, that... heredity, yes, let's call it heredity! Like begets like... cough cough cough..."

As he spoke more and more fluently, Master Yunlong realized he had said something inappropriate, so he quickly stopped talking, covered his mouth, and coughed.

"Master, I greatly admire your spirit of keeping up with the times, but I'm speechless at your rich imagination."

After listening to Master Yunlong's words, Lü Qian silently held his forehead, then covered his face with his hands, his muffled words escaping through his fingers.

"What do you think the Lü family is?"

"Bandits and landlords? Feudal tyrants?"

Lu Qian shook off his hand, straightened his body, looked down at Daoist Yunlong from the high steps, and uttered a series of increasingly intense questions, followed by shouts.

"yes!"

"Our Lü family has indeed acted somewhat domineeringly!"

"Our Lü family is somewhat closed off and authoritarian!"

"But this doesn't mean our Lü family disregards the law and ethical norms!"

"Our Lü family is also reasonable!"

Lu Qian stood high up, his back to the sunlight, his long, slanted shadow falling on Daoist Yunlong below, making him appear even more imposing.

"I admit that I, Lü Qian, am exceptionally talented, but precisely because of this, my great-grandfather watches me more closely and manages me more strictly. Before my cultivation has fully developed, if I dare to break my Yuan Yang, what awaits me is my great-grandfather's Ruyi Jin at full power."

He extended his right thumb and pointed it backwards at himself.

"Our Lü family is also a family of cultivators, we make our living through martial arts, and we understand the importance of primordial yang!"

"In our Lü family, although marriages are arranged by our patriarch, the prerequisite is that the couple reaches a certain age."

"Perhaps some people with less talent get married early, but both parties in the marriage are already adults."

Lu Qian pointed to himself with his left index finger.

"And your disciple, me, Lü Qian, has a talent that is unprecedented in the Lü family, a divine appearance. If it weren't for the fact that my great-grandfather didn't know the restriction of the 'virginity mark' and was afraid that others would harm me, I would suspect that I had that thing drawn on me long ago."

Lu Qian glanced at his lower body, then looked up and said.

"That old man was really ruthless. Look at me, the wounds on my face haven't fully healed yet."

As he spoke, Lü Qian pointed to the corner of his eye, which was still bruised, and leaned his head toward Yunlong.

"Alright, alright, I understand. I made a mistake."

Master Yunlong pushed Lu Qian's outstretched head aside, forced himself to look up at the sky, and waved his hand as he spoke.

"It can't be healed. You've caused me a lot of harm, both physically and mentally, and I need to make amends."

Lu Qian sat down on the stone steps in front of Daoist Yunlong, waving his sleeves to block the other's path.

"Speak, what do you want? Our Wudang is a poor, remote place; I'm afraid we can't satisfy a pampered young master like you."

Master Yunlong was furious at Lü Qian's shameless behavior. He clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly, but eventually had no choice but to let them go.

After all, he was the one who started this whole thing, so it wasn't easy for his master to shirk responsibility.

"I don't need much. Just let me go down the mountain a few times a month to buy some food. After all, I've lived in Lüjia Village since I was a child, and there's not much good food there."

Now that we've finally made it out here, we should at least experience the culinary skills and delicious food of the outside world. Life here on the mountain is rather austere.

Upon hearing Master Yunlong's words, Lü Qian's eyes lit up. He rolled over and stood up, ignoring the dust on his backside, and tugged at Master Yunlong's sleeve.

"Of course, I don't mean to look down on Wudang. It's just that my disciple is still young and needs to supplement his nutrition. If his body doesn't develop well, it might delay his cultivation."

"Rest assured, this disciple will keep the Wudang precepts firmly in mind, abstain from meat and fish, and strictly abide by the rules and regulations of the Taoist sect."

As he spoke, Lü Qian widened his eyes, trying to force out tears, and looked at Daoist Yunlong with his big, watery eyes.

"Master, please, I haven't eaten much good food in the past ten years or so."

"That...is fine. You'll go with the disciples who go down the mountain to buy supplies, but you can't wander off!"

Master Yunlong turned his head away, refusing to look at Lü Qian's somewhat exaggerated performance, and after pondering for a while, he spoke.

After receiving the answer, Lü Qian took Master Yunlong's hand and walked towards the dining hall.

"Thank you, Master. Let's go to the dining hall first. I remember Brother De'an saying today that you always secretly hide in a corner of the dining hall, listening to the disciples' whispers."

"I've just arrived in Wudang and don't know anything, so I'll just listen to you and learn about the local customs and culture."

"De'an!"

Master Yunlong's deep, angry roar echoed through the mountains and forests, startling the birds hiding in the surrounding woods.

As the sun slowly set, it painted the clouds even more vibrant red.

Orange-red sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves into the dark woods.

Hidden within the tree canopy, a figure like black mist was concealed among the dense foliage.

It watched the figures of the master and disciple disappear on the distant mountain path, and pondered slowly.

"A prodigy who has cultivated since childhood, possessing the qualities of a god..."

"Feng Hou, shall we pass it on or not...?"

The hoarse voice mingled with the rustling of leaves in the evening breeze, and the dark figure gradually disappeared into the deserted mountains.