Three days had passed, and it was ti for Wang Xiaoqiang to go to Thailand with Mozaren. Master and servant boarded a plane at White Cloud Airport, flying towards Bangkok, the capital of Thailand.
Bangkok, also known as the "City of Angels" and reputed as the "Temple Capital," is the political, economic, cultural, and transportation hub of the yellow-robed Buddha's Kingdom.
Located on the banks of the Chao Phraya River, about 4 kiloters away from the Gulf of Siam and 15 kiloters from the river's mouth, Bangkok covers an area of over 1,500 square kiloters and has a population of more than 6 million.
The city is crisscrossed with waterways and bustling with cargo transport, earning it the nickna "Eastern Venice." Bangkok Port, one of the famous rice-exporting ports of Thailand and the world.
After getting off the plane, and just around noon, Mozaren invited Wang Xiaoqiang to dine at a restaurant. Concerned that Wang Xiaoqiang might not be used to Thai cuisine, Mozaren suggested, "Master, shall we go to a Chinese restaurant instead?"
Wang Xiaoqiang replied, "No need, I have never tried Thai food before, so today I'll taste it..."
"Alright, then master, please follow this humble servant..." Mozaren said.
Wang Xiaoqiang frowned and said, "Mozaren, in public from now on, address as Mr. Wang, don't call master anymore..."
"Yes, Mr. Wang," Mozaren responded quickly, while leading Wang Xiaoqiang to a rather upscale Thai restaurant.
Upon entering the restaurant, they chose a private room on the second floor which overlooked the street. After they sat down, Mozaren ordered several authentic Thai dishes.
Green papaya salad, Tom Yum Goong, grilled seafood, and they also ordered a fruit milkshake, and a serving of basket rice and mango sticky rice, with Wang Xiaoqiang choosing the basket rice. Made with Thai fragrant rice, paired with pineapple and assorted vegetables, wok-fried over high heat with a sweet, sour, and slightly salty taste, Wang Xiaoqiang took a bite and instantly felt his appetite surge. The crunchy cashew nuts added a rich layer of texture and an endless aftertaste.
"Mr. Wang, there are many fun places to visit in Bangkok. Do you want to show you around?" Mozaren was desperately trying to please Wang Xiaoqiang in an effort to bridge the gap between them, which would be advantageous for him.
"No need for that, I'll explore on my own when I have so free ti. We should focus on driving out the Gu for your master..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"That would be great, I'll make a phone call," Mozaren said as he stood up to call for a car.
After the al, as they left the restaurant, they saw a super-luxury car parked at the entrance, a Ferrari F430 worth 30 million Thai Baht. A young man in black was standing in front of it. As he saw Mozaren and Wang Xiaoqiang co out, he imdiately opened the rear car door with great deference and patiently waited. When they approached, the young man put his hands to his chest and gave a standard Thai greeting with a bow but, of course, neither Mozaren nor Wang Xiaoqiang returned the gesture, implying that this young man was likely a servant of Mozaren.
"Mr. Wang, please get in the car," Mozaren urged Wang Xiaoqiang to board first, then followed.
The car hit the road and eventually stopped at an estate located outside of Bangkok. The estate was extensive, with pavilions and ancient buildings akin to an imperial garden. Indeed, Mozaren's master, the Great Shaman Wu Feng, who had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, was highly esteed by the Thai Royal Family, so having such an estate wasn't surprising.
Mozaren's status in Thailand was also exceptionally detached; although it was his master's estate, as the pri disciple of Witch Feng, he also enjoyed a considerable degree of reverence. He had his own private villa within the estate.
Mozaren did not take Wang Xiaoqiang directly to see Wu Feng, but first settled him in his own villa. He asked, "Mr. Wang, would you like to rest first?"
Wang Xiaoqiang said, "It's still early, let's proceed with driving out the Gu for your master..."
Moved by Wang Xiaoqiang's earnestness, Mozaren went to inform his master first. Wu Feng was lying on a luxurious carpet, having recently suffered another attack of the Corpse Yin Gu poison, causing him agony. If not for the robust Witch Power within his body to counteract it, he might have been in excruciating pain.
Having just endured the tornt of the Corpse Yin Gu, he suddenly brightened when he heard his disciple ntion soone who could drive out the Gu, and he urgently asked, "What is this person's cultivation realm?"
Mozaren replied, "From my humble observation, I cannot discern his cultivation realm, but judging by his bearing, he should be of Golden Core Cultivation."
"Golden Core?... The Golden Core Realm is equivalent to one cauldron power of a Great Shaman, and at most, two cauldron power of an Earth Shaman. How could such a cultivation help drive out the Gu...?"
"Master, since the person is here, you should at least et him; who knows, he might be able to do it..." Mozaren was concerned that his stubborn master would refuse to see Wang Xiaoqiang, complicating his ability to make excuses to Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Fine then, a cultivator of the Golden Core Realm is a rare existence in this world indeed, I should at least et him," Wu Feng surprisingly agreed without hesitation.
Mozaren was very pleased and said, "Then I shall go invite him over..."
Mozaren returned to his residence and brought Wang Xiaoqiang to his master's dwelling.
Just as he approached Witch Feng's residence, Wang Xiaoqiang felt the Five Elents Spirit Spring within his body respond as if sensing sothing, fully erging and circling around him. Wang Xiaoqiang's thought to himself that this Mozaren's master, Witch Feng, must have a high cultivation base, for the Spirit Spring to react even before he had reached his proximity.
Upon entering the house, Mozaren introduced Wang Xiaoqiang to Witch Feng. Given Witch Feng's esteed status in Thailand, he felt that even if Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation was profound and on par with his own, he should still show respect and greet him properly. However, Wang Xiaoqiang showed no intention of greeting, let alone saluting.
Witch Feng couldn't help feeling a bit angry, but being old and astute, he didn't show it on his face. After all, he was the one in need of help, so he eventually said to Mozaren, "Mozaren, please have Mr. Wang take a seat."
Mozaren invited Wang Xiaoqiang to sit on a sandalwood chair that looked quite exquisite. Still dispensing with pleasantries, he simply glanced coldly at Witch Feng. The one hundred and twenty-eight Spirit Springs in front of him trembled continuously, which was the stress response of the Spirit Springs when encountering a superpower. The intense reaction of the Spirit Springs suggested that the Witch Power of Witch Feng before him was incredibly profound.
Witch Feng's Divine Sense was exceptionally strong, capable of covering a kiloter radius around him. However, using Divine Sense also consud Witch Power. Just now, he had suffered from Gu Poison, and resisting it had drained a significant amount of his Witch Power, making him appear sowhat weak. But as Wang Xiaoqiang sat down, he couldn't help but release his Divine Sense to probe Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation level.
Ignorance is bliss, they say, yet a single glance filled him with shock.
This Wang Xiaoqiang, he thought, had no cultivation base to speak of, nothing more than a re layman scholar. Otherwise, with his status as a Great Shaman, he wouldn't have felt even a whisper of Spiritual Energy fluctuation.
But if he truly were just a layman scholar with no trace of cultivation, then Mozaren wouldn't have called for him. Could it be that this person before has a cultivation realm even higher than my own?
Could he be in the Nascent Soul Realm?!
Among cultivators, those of higher realms can see through the cultivation base of those in lower realms, while those in lower realms cannot perceive the cultivation base of those higher. However, those in lower realms can sense the presence of those higher.
Under a surge of astonishnt and doubt, Witch Feng minutely sensed the aura on Wang Xiaoqiang, but the more he sensed, the more bewildered he beca. If Wang Xiaoqiang truly reached the Nascent Soul Stage, then even in a calm state, his body would emit a powerful presence. Yet Witch Feng sensed nothing, not even the slightest trace.
He seed just like an ordinary layman scholar – nothing could be more mundane!
By now, he would rather believe that his disciple Mozaren was joking with him, but that seed impossible, for Mozaren never joked with him, and in fact, within the Witch Sect hierarchy was strict and well-ordered, valuing respect for one's master and the proper way. Not only could a disciple not afford to jest with their master, but even telling a joke was considered inappropriate.
"Mr. Wang, did you say you could drive out the Corpse Yin Gu from within my body?" Unable to see through Wang Xiaoqiang, Witch Feng still didn't show any sign of anger, only a hint of sarcasm.
"I never said that," Wang Xiaoqiang replied coolly, "I only said I would give it a try. I didn't guarantee success..."
"Yes, yes, Master, that's what Mr. Wang said," Mozaren imdiately seconded.
"Well then, please help this old man by performing the Gu Driving Technique. If you truly can help eliminate the Gu Poison, I have a grand gift for you..." Witch Feng said.
"May I ask where the Gu has infested your body?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked intently, staring at Witch Feng.
"Right here, close to the heart. I feel it attached to one of my major veins, feeding on my blood once in the morning, once at noon, and once at night. In the past two days, it has even increased the number of feedings..." Witch Feng explained with an expression of helplessness and pain on his face.
Wang Xiaoqiang also felt a tingling on his scalp upon hearing this. Having a bug inside one's own body, consuming one's blood essence, was such a harrowing and sad affair!
"Good, I'll start driving out the Gu for you right now..." Wang Xiaoqiang said as he willed it, and twenty-eight Spirit Springs were absorbed back into his body, while a hundred Spirit Springs continued to protect him. Even though Witch Feng harbored no ill will, after all, Wang Xiaoqiang had killed Mozaren's grandson and had this enmity – he feared the other might suddenly strike to kill.
After absorbing the twenty-eight Five Elents Spirit Springs, Wang Xiaoqiang's previously empty body seed as if it had been infused with a vast amount of Spiritual Energy, instantly exuding an extraordinary aura, his clothes fluttering without wind.
"Hm!" With his Divine Sense, Witch Feng felt a surge in the Spiritual Energy within Wang Xiaoqiang and his heart skipped a beat – so he did have cultivation after all. However, the cultivation did not appear to be high. It looked like he was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishnt. With such cultivation, he dared to say he could drive out the Corpse Yin Gu from within ?!
Just as Witch Feng sneered inwardly, Wang Xiaoqiang extended his right hand, flexing his five fingers, and directed five strands of Fire Elent Spiritual Energy towards Witch Feng's chest – more precisely, at the position of the Corpse Yin Gu that Witch Feng had just pointed out to him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it at Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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