The Supreme Martial Arts Master in the World of Nine

"Born with superhuman strength?"

Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Yi with some confusion.

"Yes, that paper puppet was strong, but I just punched it and sent it flying. Then, to catch the thief, first catch the kingpin. By taking down Feng Luoyan, I obtained the method of control."

"And that's how I got the paper puppet!"

Zhao Yi didn't hide anything and spoke directly.

He even gestured to Uncle Nine, showing off his muscular arms.

"I never expected you to have such talent, Ayi."

Uncle Nine was taken aback upon hearing this, and then he was quite surprised.

He had heard of people who were exceptionally gifted and possessed special physical characteristics before.

Perhaps their cultivation speed is astonishing, or they are naturally skilled with swords, or they are born with an understanding of Yin and Yang...

I never expected that my new apprentice would be so special.

The term "natural superhuman strength" generally refers to someone who is slightly stronger than the average person.

At best, they're probably only at the level of Dark Force; most of them probably couldn't even beat Qiu Sheng, who's at the peak of Bright Force.

But Zhao Yi was able to knock away the paper puppet that was comparable to a zombie, which was quite astonishing.

"Hehe, because my family was poor when I was a child, I was never full. I could only eat two or three parts full, and sometimes I would go hungry. So I haven't shown my innate super strength all these years."

"Recently, I've had more money and am eating better and more, so I've noticed that I'm getting stronger and stronger," Zhao Yi said with a smile.

What he said wasn't entirely untrue; the original owner's family was indeed not wealthy, ranking at the bottom of the village.

"Well, as the old saying goes, 'You'll grow a bit more around 23.' Yi, you're only 20, so maybe you're going through puberty again now."

Uncle Nine nodded, a hint of satisfaction on his face.

"Master, do you have a way to conceal the aura emanating from this paper puppet? So that it won't be destroyed by cultivators in the future," Zhao Yi said with a smile.

"Ah Yi, this paper puppet is a rather sinister thing. It would be better to destroy it," Uncle Nine said.

"Master, this thing is hard to come by. Right now, warlords are causing chaos and war is raging everywhere. I also lack the means to protect my path."

"Moreover, ritual implements are neither good nor evil; they are good when used correctly and evil when used incorrectly."

"I use it to subdue demons and monsters; it is a righteous magical artifact."

Zhao Yi said this with a slightly solemn expression.

"puff--"

At this moment, Wen Cai couldn't help but suddenly burst into laughter.

"What's so funny!"

Uncle Nine immediately slapped Wen Cai on the neck in a fit of anger.

"Why did you hit me, Master!" Wen Cai immediately looked aggrieved. Uncle Jiu glared at him before turning to Zhao Yi.

"I'm very pleased that you think this way, A-Yi."

"What you said isn't entirely wrong. Magical artifacts don't distinguish between good and evil. The fact that you obtained this paper puppet from an evil cultivator can be considered your good fortune. If you use it to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path in the future, it will be beneficial to the righteous path."

Uncle Nine sighed deeply, then nodded and continued.

"Our Heavenly Dao Sect possesses a Daoist technique that can conceal the malevolent aura emanating from this paper puppet."

"Really?"

When Zhao Yi heard Uncle Jiu speak, his eyes lit up and he became somewhat excited.

"That's right, this Taoist technique is called 'Armor-Wearing Technique,' which is the method used by our Maoshan Heavenly Path Sect to create protective divine weapons."

"It's a pity that in the last hundred years, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has gradually become scarce, and with frequent wars, the Heavenly Dao Sect has not been able to forge any protective divine weapons for a long time."

"Now that you have paper puppets as a foundation, you can directly use the Maoshan Armor Technique to refine them into protective divine weapons."

Uncle Nine's face showed a hint of regret as he spoke.

To forge the Guardian Weapon, the necessary materials are beyond what even he could gather in the current environment of the Spirit Realm.

Zhao Yi's unexpected acquisition of a magical artifact that could replace the guardian deity's weapon surprised him somewhat.

"A guardian deity? I'll trouble you, Master!" Zhao Yi was also somewhat tempted.

"Originally, I just wanted my master to use a secret technique to conceal the evil aura."

"I didn't expect such an unexpected gain. If the paper puppets use the Maoshan Armor Technique, they will no longer be evil objects, but rather protective divine weapons!"

Paper puppets, which are like evil spirits, are often exorcised and protected by many self-proclaimed righteous cultivators.

It is a divine weapon that protects the faith, yet it is envied by the vast majority of people.

"Wencai, go prepare the things for the altar!" Uncle Jiu immediately said.

"Oh, it's Master!" Wencai immediately ran to the storeroom to prepare.

"Ayi, after I've forged the protective weapon for you, I'll go to your house to exorcise evil spirits and ward off evil." Uncle Nine said with a smile.

Later, when his apprentice opened a restaurant in town, Uncle Nine was able to enjoy himself occasionally.

After all, not many people are willing to endure hardship without facing it.

"Thank you very much, Master!" Zhao Yi said with a smile as he stood up.

"Ah Yi, you survived a great calamity and are sure to have good fortune in the future. In just a few days, you have reaped many benefits. It seems that you are a person with great luck and blessings."

"But Ah Yi, you must remember, never go astray or do evil deeds."

"Our Heavenly Dao Sect does not seek to save all living beings, but only to eliminate demons and uphold justice, and protect the people of this region."

Uncle Nine spoke in a low, slightly solemn voice.

"Master, rest assured, I will never coexist with evil!"

Zhao Yi immediately spoke with a solemn and serious expression, thinking to himself, "Those evil spirits aren't just evil; they're practically my merit bags and experience banks. I certainly won't let them go easily."

"Master, we're ready!"

Wencai ran over at this moment, holding a chicken in his hand.

"This time, we don't need the chicken. Put the chicken back!"

Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai with annoyance before standing up with a serious expression.

He quickly walked to the altar that had been set up, grabbed the Taoist robe in an instant, and put it on smoothly.

"Ayi, you haven't seen our Maoshan Heavenly Path Sect perform any rituals before, have you? Watch carefully and learn diligently today."

Uncle Nine slapped his right hand, and the peach wood sword on the table fell into his palm.

Then, with a flick of his left fingertip, he picked up a cinnabar talisman.

hum!

The next moment, Uncle Nine's expression turned solemn and dignified, and a faint orange-gold light emanated from his body.

"Holy crap, is this the power of a peak True Person Realm cultivator? It's like special effects have been applied!"

Zhao Yi's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.

After all, how many people on Earth haven't fantasized about gaining superhuman power?

To ordinary people, this person's Taoist magic was unparalleled and extraordinary, like a god or immortal.

"No wonder in novels, ordinary people always call cultivators 'Immortal Master' or 'Immortal' when they see them."

"This is truly astounding!"

Zhao Yi was also deeply shaken.

The immersive experience of Uncle Nine's powerful magic, with special effects that are even visible to the naked eye, is truly incomparable to watching a movie.

"Ayi, place the paper puppet in front of the altar!"

Uncle Nine gave a deep shout.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhao Yi immediately stepped forward and transformed the paper puppet into the shape of the cigarette box-like magical artifact, placing it in front of the altar.

Uncle Nine roared and thrust his peach wood sword forward. The talisman on his fingertip instantly ignited, turning into crimson flames that poured into the paper puppet artifact.

"Heaven and Earth, the profound origin of all things, through countless eons of cultivation, I have proven my divine powers. Clad in Maoshan armor, I borrow tools to condense my soul, forging armor with talismans, commanding spirits and transforming them into weapons! So be it!!!"

In an instant, dark clouds rolled back over the mortuary, accompanied by flashes of thunder and lightning.