Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

Zhang Yude's lips curved slightly upward, and he said somewhat awkwardly:

"There are some things that are not convenient to tell you two gentlemen, but rest assured, I am definitely on the right path. I have asked a friend to help keep an eye on Chu Lan, but most of the time, as his father, I am not in control of my own destiny. Apart from sending him a fixed amount of living expenses every month, I have rarely spent time with him during his growing years. This is indeed my dereliction of duty."

"It's alright... Dad, I'm not doing badly either, at least I'm much more comfortable than you, why are you making such a fuss? I don't think you're doing badly."

Zhang Chulan understood his father's difficulties; they had made a promise to each other when they parted years ago.

He will live like a normal person, while Zhang Yude will work hard in the shadows, striving to return as soon as possible so that he can see his son live out his life peacefully and not be involved in the grudges of the past. This man has no other wish.

"Wow, you've lost weight. Did you eat too many snacks? You look like a monkey. This won't do, little one."

Zhang Yude hugged Zhang Chulan, his rough, calloused hands rubbing his head. He used to be chubby when he was a child, but now he's just a bunch of bones that hurt your hands, and his skin isn't thick.

Do you have a girlfriend?

"No... I'm hoping you can introduce someone to me, Dad."

Zhang Chulan joked that this was probably the most unrestrained and carefree moment he had had in months.

Since his debut, he has been targeted by various forces and has been struggling to cope. Now, with his father's return and the doting of the two old men, he has gradually gained confidence. He is not an orphan, nor is he without help. He is not afraid of those scum in the gutter.

"Find one for you? Forget it. Marriage is a personal matter, you arrange it yourself, it's about free love. If you're not capable and no girl is interested in you, you might as well stay single for life."

Zhang Yude laughed heartily and unrestrainedly. Although he was belittling the child, he was actually looking forward to it. This kid was handsome and smart, and he would definitely not have to worry about finding a wife in the future. He just didn't know when he would give birth to a big, healthy son.

"Hey, done."

"Dad, how long have you been back this time?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head and asked the question he was most concerned about. His bastard Lao Deng was rarely in the country. It shouldn't be that he was out fooling around. He was just on a mission abroad. He would often be out of contact for months, half a year, or even one or two years. Occasionally, there would be text messages, but they were just two simple words: "All is well." Other than that, Zhang Chulan knew nothing.

"A few days."

Zhang Yude frowned and stated his purpose directly:

"I went to great lengths to arrange a menial job for you in a special department, hoping to help you get used to it and save your life for now. As for the rest... we'll talk about it later."

Immediately, Zhang Yude looked at the Old Celestial Master and Tian Jinzhong, hesitated slightly, and said tentatively:

"I am deeply grateful for your care of Chu Lan."

“I heard that this kid showed off his skills at the Luo Tian Grand Assembly, won the crown, and became the next successor of the Celestial Master. How can that be? I know his own limitations.”

According to the information Zhang Yude gathered, there were many skilled individuals among the two or three hundred young talents participating in the competition. It must be quite strange that his son, with his mediocre skills, was able to reach the finals.

“I understand your good intentions, so let’s speak frankly.”

"The main reason I came here this time is to take Chu Lan away. It's not appropriate for him to stay here any longer; he'll only cause you more trouble."

"Given his background and recent events, it's perfectly normal for the Taoist priests and fellow disciples in the manor to be disgusted with him. People's prejudices are like a mountain, and they can't be changed overnight. I think this kid is probably not able to stand this 'living under someone else's roof' life anymore."

After he finished explaining the arrangements, Zhang Chulan was stunned. Tian Jinzhong was very reluctant to part with him, but he was also worried and didn't know how to dissuade him.

"Father... but I've inherited the Heavenly Master's mantle, I'm a Heavenly Master now, how can I go with you?"

Zhang Chulan faced two choices and was torn between them. His two advisors had gone to great lengths to protect him, and if he simply left, wouldn't he disappoint them and make all their efforts go to waste?

"Huh? You? A Taoist master?!"

Zhang Yude was also quite shocked. His carefree son had become the Celestial Master, a position his father had longed for his whole life.

"Yu De, I cannot agree to your wish to take Chu Lan down the mountain. It's too chaotic outside..."

"Even I wouldn't dare to guarantee that I can protect this kid down the mountain. Only in this small area of ​​the Celestial Master's Mansion do I have the guts to promise him a worry-free life."

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were as calm as a lake, and he said in a gentle tone:

"Of course... I'm getting old, and my insight into the situation may not be as good as yours, young people. Let Chu Lan make his own choice. I can't disregard your father-son relationship and forcibly detain Chu Lan."

Without even a second of hesitation, Zhang Chulan patted his chest and declared, "Dad, I'm not leaving."

“You’re right. I understand and I can accept that some people in the manor are ostracizing me. But even if they do this, I won’t hold it against them. I know that the two clerks treat me like family, and that’s enough. Do I have any other desires? To expect everyone to like and approve of me? That’s unrealistic.”

"Well...you're so quick-witted, you've made my head buzz."

Seeing Zhang Chulan's resolute attitude, Zhang Yude quickly waved his hand and stopped insisting. Instead, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Chulan with new respect because of his words.

"Alright, you little rascal, you've shown some manly responsibility. I won't interfere with your choice then. You can stay at the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"hold head high."

Zhang Chulan nodded, a hint of reluctance in his eyes: "Don't forget to come visit me often, Dad. Why don't you stay a few more days this time?"

"Let's chat tonight, I'm leaving tomorrow."

Zhang Yude originally planned to leave with his son overnight, but now that he has failed, he tries his best to spend some time with him.

"Oh..." Zhang Chulan felt a little comforted.

"There's another batch, and your old farming skills are all gone?"

"Correct."

Zhang Chulan briefly recounted the process of returning the Qi Source Flow yesterday.

"Dad, you've practiced it too? Is the Old Farmer's Qigong really the source of Qi?"

"You asked me, and I'm not sure either. Your grandfather had me practice it back then, without saying where it came from, but I think it must be it."

Zhang Yude looked puzzled, and at the same time, he was wondering whether he should pass on the Old Farmer's Skill to Zhang Chulan again.

"The source and flow of Qi?"

"I've heard a bit about it... It can disintegrate all techniques made of Qi, allowing you to enter a state that increases your life cultivation and unleash techniques stronger than usual with a small amount of Qi. Yu De, why don't you let this old man give it a try? Let's see how solid your training is."

Zhang Zhiwei wanted to witness the wonders of the Qi Body Source Flow and also test Zhang Yude's abilities. If he was competent, he would feel much more at ease letting his old friend's son roam the martial world.

"This...? Alright then. There are always people more capable than you, and it would be an honor for me to spar with you."

"Master, please enlighten me."

Zhang Yude got into position and said respectfully, naturally he had high expectations for being able to fight against Tian Tong Dao Ren.

"Hey! Master, go easy on my father when you're dealing with him."

"Senior brother, please take it easy and don't hurt your nephew."

Tian Jinzhong pulled Zhang Chulan and Xiao Yuzi towards the audience seats in the distance, making room for them.

The silvery-gray moonlight spread across the entire training ground, and the night breeze blew by, evoking memories of sparring from many years ago. This stirred the old master's heart and brought back many past events.

Facing the old man, Zhang Yude stood ready, feeling inexplicably nervous, his heart rate rising steadily. The Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain was far more formidable than he had imagined, far surpassing any of his previous enemies.

"call......."

Zhang Yude relaxed his breathing, adjusted himself to his best condition, casually took off his black combat shirt and threw it aside, revealing his strong body with perfect lines and muscles that bulged like marble.

"Celestial Master?" he called out tentatively.

"Ah."

The moment he received the old man's permission, Zhang Yude's eyes gleamed with golden light, and his cultivation instantly reached its peak. Without further probing, he charged forward like a swift arrow.

"call out--!"

A blur too fast for the naked eye to catch, swept across a distance of tens of meters. Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Chulan, who were watching, only heard a dull thud echoing through the silent training ground.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yude's attack was blocked, and his right hand, imbued with the Golden Light Mantra, clashed with the Celestial Master's palm.

Chapter 305 Characteristics and Weaknesses of the Qi Source Flow

"This... Senior Brother's golden light is not right."

"That is?"

What appeared before Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Chulan was a flickering golden light, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

On the field, the old master met the attack with one hand and caught it steadily. The golden light surrounding his body quickly dissipated, while Zhang Yude's golden light became more and more dazzling, with a continuous stream of rich golden radiance.

"Master...you're being lenient with me?"

Zhang Yude was extremely shocked. He had activated the Old Farmer's Skill and was protected by golden light, which increased the strength of his life force to two or three times its usual level.

Even so, the old man remained unmoved in the face of the palm print containing eighty percent of his strength, as if it were a quagmire that could dissolve all force.

"What's the rush, young man?"

The old master unleashed a powerful push, his withered body generating a force that Zhang Yude hadn't anticipated, sending him flying back more than ten meters, his right hand tingling slightly.

"The source of Qi? That's truly impressive."

"He can't release either the Golden Light or the Palm Thunder, and he's even secretly stealing my Qi. It's no exaggeration to call it a superb skill."

The old celestial master lowered his head and gazed into the distance, lost in thought.

The true qi in the palm of the five fingers was in a disordered state. The palm lightning that used to be released instantly was now slow and blocked. This was undoubtedly the effect left by the source flow of qi. Even without physical contact, it would still take some time to recover.

Most importantly, during the confrontation, his life cultivation was suppressed by a certain amount. If other high-ranking Taoist priests from the Celestial Master's Mansion had come to resist, they would have been weakened by at least half, or even more.

"Wow!"

Like the golden light of a candle flickering in the wind, its simple structure allows it to recover instantly, becoming thick and flawless, like an expanding flame, growing ever more dazzling.

A familiar feeling, spanning the long years, resurfaced in the old master's mind. The last time his golden light failed was in 1942 when he faced the demon Wugensheng, whose divine spirit could break the golden light curse.

However, the difference lies in the fact that the divine spirit was broken down step by step, while the Qi source flow tore his golden light apart almost instantly.

Thus, through this initial exchange, the Old Master obtained a great deal of crucial information.

To verify a certain conjecture, he locked his gaze on Zhang Yude's figure, raised his hand like lightning, and the golden light on his body instantly split into thousands of tiny round beads, as hard as black iron, which shot out.

A dense barrage of fire, surrounding the target, moved so fast it pierced the void, creating deafening sonic booms. The air was riddled with holes, filled with the smell of burning dust.

"Whoosh..."

"Wow..."

"Whoosh..."

The powerful attack was easily neutralized by the Qi Source Flow.

Each ray of golden light, when it approached within five meters of Zhang Yude, was like a bottle of mineral water being poured into a dry desert, being completely swallowed up in less than half a second.

The flow of Qi can be exerted without physical contact.

"Boom!!!"

A few seconds later, Zhang Zhiwei's palm roared, and a thick bolt of lightning, as thick as a water tank, struck out. It also crumbled inch by inch, having no effect whatsoever. Instead, it turned into wisps of pure true qi, which were absorbed into Zhang Yude's body to repair the damage.

"Old Farmer's Kung Fu, so powerful?"

Zhang Chulan stared at this scene in disbelief. His father had ignored the Celestial Master's thunder magic without taking any precautions. The Eight Extraordinary Techniques were far more powerful than he had imagined.

"Methods are external, life is internal."

"Chu Lan, remember this well: human suppression is often greater than the suppression of magic."

Tian Jinzhong saw through the clues. He had known Zhang Zhiwei for most of his life and it was not difficult to see that his senior brother's two attacks were just tests and not serious attacks.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two afterimages clashed again in the arena. Golden light and thunder magic were used simultaneously. Zhang Yude exhausted all means to try to attack the Celestial Master in his blank state.

Due to the insurmountable gap in speed, he missed repeatedly and was even struck several times by the old master. The golden light protecting his body emitted a crisp cracking sound, and cracks that continued to expand appeared, making him teeter on the verge of collapse.

"Boom!"

He manipulated lightning with both hands, and a net of electricity instantly swept across the entire area, sealing off all blind spots.

At this moment, Zhang Yude, who was in the arena, was also trembling slightly. The consumption of circulating Qi Source Flow was not small. If he could not finish the battle quickly and drag it out any longer, he would definitely be defeated in a few rounds.

"Oh!"

Zhang Zhiwei dodged to the side, maintaining a delicate distance from Zhang Yude—not too much, not too little—just enough to avoid being affected by the Qi source flow, allowing him to cast golden light to protect himself and withstand the baptism of thunder.

"boom!"

Zhang Zhiwei stomped his foot on the ground, sending scattered rocks flying. He grabbed a pebble, flicked it with his finger, and sent it flying, striking Zhang Yude directly between the eyebrows.

Natural matter is not within the decomposition range of the Qi source flow. Facing Zhang Yude, whose speed far exceeds that of a bullet, he felt a chill in his heart. The pebble kept enlarging in his pupils, too fast to defend against.

"boom!"

The golden light, nearing its limit, was shattered by the stone, leaving his brow red and burning with pain.

What happened next shocked Zhang Yude.