Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 608 6: Wanderer, Consort, Demon Sect

The old ape was very reclusive. After nodding, he swiftly left.

His qinggong was extremely impressive, not only envied by Duncan, but also greatly admired by Lu Shanjun.

These two relied on sheer strength to perform wonders.

In terms of qinggong, they were probably not even at the level of third-tier Jianghu experts.

Lu Shanjun glanced at the young man beside him, who was looking curious, and said, "I embarked on the path of martial arts cultivation because one day I saw the Ape fighting a duel."

"So, there's some fate involved."

That night, amid a fierce storm, the Ape fought a sword duel, sparking Lu Shanjun's great interest in martial arts.

If he were to focus on magic arts, he would definitely first study the Art of Spirit Ghosts, given the saying 'Act as a ghost for a tiger'.

However, in this world, magical arts weren't that popular; any great demon with extraordinary combat skills excelled both internally and externally. Without combat skills, they wouldn't withstand even a blow.

The Ape.

This one has a significant background.

Du Mu wrote a poem: 'Given the talisman by the old yellow stone man, learning swordsmanship from the white ape elder.' Li Bai mentioned it many times, with poems like 'A young man learning swordsmanship, overbearing the white ape elder' and 'The white ape humble in swordsmanship, borrowing the military talisman from the yellow stone.'

This is a true master of swordsmanship, and not even human.

The Ape was stronger than Lu Shanjun.

This six-star silver-gray mark was no less than a demigod in another world.

It is said that this old ape taught many disciples.

Lu Shanjun smiled and said, "The Ape is secluded deep in Mount Emei. If you pass by there in the future, you can visit him."

"Maybe you can get a cup of monkey wine."

Speaking of this, Lu Shanjun was filled with confusion, "The Ape has always been indifferent to worldly affairs. Why did he come to the Jianchi of Dangshan today?"

"Strange, very peculiar."

The appearance of the great white snake was not surprising. With the transformation of snakes into dragons, serpent spirits within a thousand miles could sense it. It must have come looking for opportunities, but a being like the Ape, already half a Land Immortal, wouldn't likely make a fuss over the appearance of a flood dragon.

There are only a handful of famous swordsmanship Great Grandmasters in the world, and the Ape, an exotic being, ranks among them. His strength is self-evident.

The two crossed the river, Lu Shanjun using his palm power to help the young man leap over the water's surface.

Both had a major flaw, which was poor qinggong. Though Lu Shanjun had abundant true qi and extraordinary strength, which could compensate for his limited qinggong with barbaric power, he could leap over more than ten yards. However, the handsome young man wasn't so fortunate. With shallow inner strength and lacking in superior qinggong, he found it difficult to deploy.

"Short legs really can't do much. Without superior light skills, how can you navigate the Jianghu?"

By now, the young man understood quite a bit about the martial arts in Jianghu. There are several essential categories one must prepare for: inner strength, techniques, and qinggong. As for extraordinary skills and secret techniques, they're just the icing on the cake; lacking any of these three foundational elements is glaringly obvious.

Lu Shanjun apparently noticed this point as well.

By this time, the two had entered the vast mountains. Though the rain paused for a moment, the sky was still clouded, with mist from thousands of miles around gathering here, the transformation of the flood dragon affecting the weather.

The birth of a flood dragon necessarily brings great floods.

Lu Shanjun gazed toward the distant mountain stream; a small-scale flash flood had already occurred. Those with shallow inner strength would find it difficult to pass. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Stay here, I'll check the movement in the Jianchi further up the stream."

"What do you think?"

The canyon had cliffs dozens of yards high, with few willing to directly enter the Dragon Pool, but Lu Shanjun had emerged from the tiger's den and was not afraid at all.

There were already many people gathered here, stationed on various mountain peaks to avoid the torrents converging from the forested mountains.

The young man nodded, "Alright."

Having already mastered the Tiger Fiend Fist, coupled with Shijia Zhixiang Skill, and with his foundational skills, ordinary second or third tier Jianghu experts were no match for him. There's nothing particularly fearsome, and with the flood dragon's emergence, everyone held back, saving their energy to fish in troubled waters.

Lu Shanjun made a great leap into the gorge, and some people in the distance, seeing his movement, also used their skills to follow.

Wherever a flood dragon lies coiled, there must be treasures and curiosities.

Not everyone was after the flood dragon itself; some were just hoping to find exceptional treasures near the Dragon Pool.

The Jianchi itself was cold and filled with ominous energy; even its urine might foster the growth of large mystical herbs.

After Lu Shanjun left.

The young man seemed liberated, scanning the surrounding Jianghu people from a god-like perspective, as if selecting targets, seeing if none of the nearby heads were worth removing.

Those Jianghu people who came were all quite capable, at least with a three-star mark or higher, among them those possessing strange skills.

Once again, wind and rain arose.

The small hillside Lu Shanjun chose was good; it wasn't long before someone else arrived. His skills weren't impressive, but the other Jianghu people were somewhat wary because he seemed accustomed to living in the White Mountains and Black Waters, dressed like a northern Shaman.

—A disciple of the Horse-Craze sect (Adept) (Fragrant Transmissions) (Common family) (Four-star silver-gray).

The person appeared to be in his thirties or forties, with a cold, ruthless gaze, enveloped by the phantom of a giant python. Their cultivation was different from ordinary folk; they called it 'opening apertures'. Once opened, one could communicate with the Immortal Family and thereby gain spiritual power.

Martial artists open acupoints, expanding them into apertures, similarly in essence, but their methods differ drastically, and martial artists don't cultivate Spirituality or spiritual power, relying on inner strength and true qi to dominate the Jianghu.

When he saw the handsome, youthful-looking young man ahead showing surprise, he dared not be disdainful. It was as if he were listening to whispers, respectfully cupping his fists in salute.