709: Chapter 709: Descendants of the Carpenter 709: Chapter 709: Descendants of the Carpenter Last ti, Long Fei dueled Masters of Spells Yu Canghai and his disciple Tang Fengnian.
Yu Canghai laid out the Nine-Nine Profound Yin Great Formation, which Long Fei easily broke through.
As a result, Yu Canghai’s reputation in the Spell Circle suffered greatly, and he returned ho with a sense of unwillingness and frustration in his heart.
Cultivators, whether in spells or ancient martial arts, should transcend the mundane and not care about such things.
But Yu Canghai made his living from this line of work, and with his reputation destroyed, his inco was cut off.
Those officials and nobles who once regarded him as a Daoist now avoided him.
Yu Canghai felt that he must take revenge.
He and Tang Fengnian weren’t self-taught, but ca from a lineage with a proper school.
Yu Canghai’s lineage belonged to the South Yangtze Dunjia Sect.
The ancient founder of this sect was none other than the renowned carpenter and master, Lu Ban.
Lu Ban didn’t have the surna Lu; he was called this because he was from the Lu State.
This carpenter master was a descendant of the Ji lineage, the bloodline of the Zhou kings, a standard part of the noble class, hence also known as Gongsun Ban.
Due to the difference in social status, there was a natural chasm between him and ordinary woodworkers.
He was referred to as the carpenter master because of his outstanding woodworking skills.
It was rumored that this Ji lineage could trace their ancestry back to the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan.
Carpentry was just a surface trade; the true inheritance was the Yellow Emperor’s Qin Dunjia Technique.
In the Yellow Emperor’s great battle with Chi You, damming rivers and steering the south-pointing chariot, it was all dependent on this craft.
After his defeat, Yu Canghai went to the Gongsun Family to seek help from his own master.
Bearing in mind his own advancing years, you can imagine the age of his master.
The current ancient patriarch of the Gongsun Family didn’t really care for this distant disciple.
However, Yu Canghai had contributed quite a few valuable items to the Gongsun Family over the years, so out of face, they had no choice but to send out Gongsun Ao, their most beloved and youngest family mber, to assist.
If soone dared to slap Yu Canghai’s face, wasn’t that the sa as slapping the face of the Gongsun Family?
Gongsun Ao, a na he carried with pride as he grew up.
He was the most elite of the family’s younger generation, a true successor of the Esoteric Sect Orthodoxy.
At only twenty-five or twenty-six years of age, he had already advanced to the late stages of the Enlightennt Realm and was also proficient in the Qin Dunjia Technique.
In the villa, he was drinking tea while Tang Fengnian, despite his age, served by his side, respectfully like a servant.
In Gongsun Ao’s eyes, he didn’t even qualify as a servant.
He turned to Gongsun Ao for advice, “Young Master Gongsun, should we set up an array as a precaution?
That kid will surely rush back once he knows the situation.
This way, we would be prepared for his return.”
Gongsun Ao spoke with scorn, “What’s there to fuss about a re bumpkin?
I could kill him as easily as crushing an ant, even without relying on an array.
You and your disciple are so pathetic, failing to handle a simple countryman with your years of experience.
You truly bring sha to our Gongsun Family.”
Tang Fengnian’s face turned red, and he glanced at his master.
Yu Canghai also had an unpleasant look on his face, but the youngster’s level of skill was there for all to see.
In the Cultivation World, strength is respected, and in front of Gongsun Ao, he was indeed like a re elentary student.
Yu Canghai bowed with feigned toughness, “Young Master Gongsun is correct; I am indeed inferior.
Once this matter is over, I am willing to retire from the jianghu, never ddling with the mundane world again.”
Tang Fengnian’s eyes flickered, thinking to himself that while his master was willing to retire, he had not yet earned enough!
Looking at Gongsun Ao’s pompous deanor, for so reason, he rather hoped to see him lose.
Lacking any respect for the elderly or love for the young, he was too arrogant for his own good.
In Longjiawan Village, Long Fei and Lin Yingying returned in the dead of night.
Not wishing to disturb his grandfather, Long Fei took Lin Yingying straight to the hot spring source.
If there was an issue with the geothermal heat, it must be here that soone had tampered with it.
Lin Yingying followed him, bombarding him with questions about what was going on, but he teasingly withheld the answers, leaving her nearly dying of impatience.
Within a re three months after they climbed up, the terraced fields here had undergone a trendous transformation.
Initially, it was just a patch of wilderness and barren ridges, with at most a few terraced fields carved out for farming.
Now, it already looked like a tourist attraction, beginning to take shape.
The road up the mountain was entirely made of bluestone steps.
There was a highway alongside for transporting the harvested Chinese roses.
This stone staircase was for tourists to walk on, which led to an antique-looking hot spring club at the top.
Tapping the spring source now, they had constructed over a dozen small pools and three or four large pools.
The specialty was the Chinese rose petal bath, and now that the basic infrastructure was almost complete, only the final touches of decoration were left unfinished.
As the end of the year approached, the workers had temporarily gone ho for the holidays.
There wasn’t a soul to watch over the construction site, which was filled with nothing but steel bars and gravel, and truthfully, there was nothing worth guarding.
After entering, Long Fei found his way to the spring source.
Initially, he had thrust the Tai’a Sword into the earth’s veins to access the hot spring underneath and bring out the water.
At the mont, it was clear that sothing had blocked the spring source; the area around it was dry as a bone, without any water spouting for several days.
Long Fei frowned and extended his spiritual power to take a look inside.
It turned out there was sothing like a wooden stick, looking like a bung, lodged inside.
Most importantly, this thing could actually mobilize the Earth Elental Force, trapping and sealing the gushing water below.
If it were rely a wooden stick, the springs erupting from below would have long flushed it out.
Without much thought, he was certain it must be the doing of Yu Canghai and his disciple.
These two people, despite having been circumvented by him last ti, persevered with their relentless entanglents.
A glint of murderous intent flashed in Long Fei’s eyes as he waved his hand to summon the Tai’a Sword.
In the dead of night, the gleam of the sword startled Lin Yingying completely, prompting her to ask anxiously, “What are you doing?”
She thought there might be an assassin around, as she had been intently watching the courtyard inside, considering whether to choose a spot later to enjoy a hot spring bath.
After all, there was nobody here, and there wasn’t even a place to stay for the night; it made sense for her to indulge herself first.
Long Fei smiled and said nothing.
With a wave of his hand, he flung the Tai’a Sword in his grasp, which pierced straight into the spring source with a whoosh.
Lin Yingying rolled her eyes at him, thinking to herself that this guy was becoming increasingly full of himself.
As the sword pierced in, a humming noise resonated from the spring source.
With a thunderous rumble, the wooden stick blocking the spring collided with the Tai’a Sword and was split in two as if it were made of tofu.
A humming sound rose from the outside of the spring and a green light burst forth, shooting upwards.
A Wood Elental Force Formation?
Long Fei’s eyes narrowed as he finally realized what that wooden stick was.
Soone had undoubtedly carved formation patterns on the wooden stick, using it to harness the earth’s montum and seal off the spring from all sides.
This technique didn’t seem like sothing Yu Canghai and his disciple were capable of doing.
Long Fei muttered with a furrowed brow, “Could it be that a master has arrived?”
In a villa in Suburb County, a wooden stick stuck in an incense burner on the coffee table suddenly exploded into splinters with a loud pop.
The three people conversing in the living room were all startled by the noise.
Swallowing hard, Tang Fengnian asked anxiously, “Young Master Gongsun, what happened?”
Gongsun Ao set down his tea bowl and said coldly, “Your enemy has returned.”
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