Chapter 93

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The creation of the Spirit Martial Journal was a carefully considered and deliberate decision made by Yang Chen. Even if the journal was launched two years earlier due to a minor accident, it shouldn't have caused such a huge commotion, right?

Running away was definitely not an option. If he were to run, how could he deal with the future?

After much thought, Yang Chen concluded that Zhang Bingyu's description was overly exaggerated. He steeled his resolve and decided to engage in an academic brawl on Yangxi Town's Dragon Mountain. No matter what, he didn't believe he couldn't argue against a bunch of kindergarten kids!

When Yang Chen got into trouble, the reaction from Wufeng Temple was the strongest.

The moment he heard the news, Yu Qing called from Wufeng Mountain to inquire about the situation.

It was this call that made Yang Chen realize something...

"Granduncle... The situation seems to have escalated. The second elder of Nanyun Xuan Kong Cave is said to be incapacitated, and it's uncertain whether he can be rescued... In my opinion, this matter seems to have been rushed a bit... The second elder is over 140 years old, hoping to live a few more years by practicing hard..."

Yu Qing stammered, "Everyone talks about becoming immortal and understanding the Dao, and once you understand the Dao, you can ascend to immortality... How many people in the mystic arts world are hoping for the day they can understand the Dao and ascend to immortality? And you... you've cut off their last hope!"

Yu Qing's words made Yang Chen shudder. A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and he asked, "Is the content of the Spirit Martial Journal too specialized? Too detailed? To the point where there's no room for imagination or doubt?"

"I'm not sure... You didn't send me a copy..."

"Definitely, that's it!" Yang Chen slapped his thigh, instantly understanding what was going on!

The legend of immortality that had been passed down for thousands of years in the mystic arts world was deeply rooted. It didn't matter much for the younger generation, but for those old immortals who were half a step away from the grave, this was the only reason they were still hanging on!

If Yang Chen hadn't polished and supplemented the academic paper of the Mad Taoist, this incident might not have escalated to this point.

The Mad Taoist had many oversights, and the chances of being caught were high. As long as there was doubt, the spirit wouldn't be completely broken.

But Yang Chen personally polished the Mad Taoist's academic paper and added a lot of content to support it.

As a result, these old men and women couldn't find any obvious flaws. They were completely overwhelmed by the professional content in the journal, to the point where they couldn't even deceive themselves.

Thus, their long-held desires were instantly shattered, and a major incident was inevitable!

In other words... a heavy dose of medicine was given to those who had been sick for a long time, and Yang Chen's medicine was too potent for many to bear!

Once he understood this, Yang Chen's heart, which had been racing, calmed down.

His thoughts raced, and he quickly found a way to deal with the situation... since he had already given a heavy dose, he might as well take this opportunity to promote the influence of the Spirit Martial Journal. Treat a dead horse as if it were alive, and it's not too late to mend the fence!

But this incident also reminded Yang Chen that he should change his habit of being both the author and the judge. The Spirit Martial Journal should be a platform for academic exchange and competition, not a one-man show by him!

If he wanted to be a judge, he should do it honestly, reviewing and guiding the content of the journal, but never overstepping his bounds to avoid similar incidents. He stood too high and saw too far... he should start from the basics!

Once he understood this, Yang Chen felt a sudden sense of liberation.

He leaped out of bed, grabbed his car keys, and went downstairs... no matter how many people came from all over, he had to get through this. Only by doing so could he truly establish the authority of the Spirit Martial Journal!

"Better to knock them out with one blow and save future trouble!"

That was Yang Chen's plan.

...

The poor Mad Taoist was kidnapped by a group of furious mystic arts cultivators.

When the large convoy of over twenty cars and SUVs entered Jinzhou, the Mad Taoist, who was tightly sandwiched between two old men in the back seat of a Land Rover, smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have to hold me so tight? I won't run..."

Hearing the Mad Taoist's words, the old man with a goatee on his left side snorted and said mockingly, "You won't run? Who in the mystic arts world doesn't know that you, the Mad Taoist, are famous for your ability to evade and run? When Zhongyang Palace sent seven elders to catch you in Zhongnan Mountain, they couldn't keep you. Now you say you won't run? Ha... who would believe that!"

At this moment, the slightly younger, white-haired but ruddy-faced old man in the front passenger seat also sneered, "You're already an old man, why are you still causing trouble with the young? If those heretical theories spread in the mystic arts world, they will corrupt the entire young generation of Chinese mystic arts! You, a demon, are aiding and abetting, and you're not afraid of divine retribution?"

"Hey, hey, hey... how can you talk to me like that, young man? When I was roaming the land, you were still playing in the mud on Tengchong Mountain! Don't act like you're the best in Central China just because you have numbers on your side. I once discussed the Dao and drank tea with your Tengchong Mountain's Liu Zhitin. I'm your senior, and you talk to me like this?"

The Mad Taoist, feeling uncomfortable, grumbled in the back seat.

But the people in the car ignored his complaints.

Seeing no one was paying attention, the Mad Taoist turned to the short, fat old man on his right and said through gritted teeth, "And you, Sun Fatty... I treated you with all my heart, but you turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing, a hypocrite who stabs people in the back! I will repay you a hundredfold for what I'm going through today!"

"Say whatever you want." The short, fat old man surnamed Sun smiled calmly, "Those who came today are all leaders of major families and sects in the Central China region of the Chinese mystic arts world. The head of Nanyun Xuan Kong Cave, Daoist Qianji, is a true cultivator at the mid-sixth stage. That little troublemaker is doomed today!"

"Ha... you're just a petty man relying on others' power... Yang Chen's cultivation is comparable to the late-fifth stage. If you have the ability, don't sit there and shout. When we get there, why don't you challenge him one-on-one?" The Mad Taoist sneered, "With your late-fourth stage skills, if Yang Chen wants to eliminate you, it would only take a finger's effort... and you still have the nerve to talk to me like this!"

"... You crazy old man, I won't waste my time with you!" Sun Fatty, red-faced and speechless, could find no way to counter and turned away, ignoring the Mad Taoist's provocations.

Since the Mad Taoist had already been forced to call Yang Chen and set a meeting place,

The ultra-luxury convoy, after getting off the highway, turned left onto the provincial road and headed straight for Yangxi Town's Dragon Mountain.

Meanwhile, Yang Chen, who had arrived at Dragon Mountain earlier, was busy setting up a spirit array in the bamboo forest... just in case these angry people attacked him on sight. That wouldn't be good.

Zhang Bingyu was reliable. After failing to persuade Yang Chen to back down, she drove with him to Dragon Mountain.

Seeing Yang Chen walking around the bamboo forest, continuously forming particle equations and embedding them into some bamboo, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Setting up an array." Yang Chen, stepping in the Seven Gang positions, said without turning his head, "The content of the first issue of the Spirit Martial Journal has the greatest impact on Daoist true cultivators, with less impact on Buddhist monks, martial artists, and feng shui masters... so those who come to cause trouble today will definitely be Daoist true cultivators."

"What does that have to do with setting up an array?" Zhang Bingyu couldn't help but ask.

"First, this array can provide strategic relocation in critical moments. Second..." Yang Chen's lips curled into a sly smile, "a tree that isn't pruned won't grow straight... if I can't withstand their group attack in terms of strength, I'll overwhelm them in terms of realm! You'll see for yourself how so-called immortals are made!"

"... What do you plan to do?" As another particle equation was formed, Zhang Bingyu noticed a strange reaction from the weak spirit vein on Dragon Mountain. Seeing Yang Chen's sly expression, she said instinctively, "These people are hateful, but they are defending their academic stance... you're not planning to set a trap and wipe them all out, are you?!"

"Do I look that sinister and cruel?" Zhang Bingyu's words almost made Yang Chen choke on his own saliva! He turned and smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, as long as they don't attack, there won't be any bloodshed on Dragon Mountain today... the theory of the five elements and the spirit realm are interconnected. Since ancient times, it has been said that if a cultivator's realm is not high enough, their strength will be insufficient. It means that if a cultivator's mental state is not strong enough and their understanding of the universe is lacking, they cannot control the spirit energy beyond their realm."

"And I will prove to you... that the so-called spirit realm is just a form of mental power. Once a cultivator understands the essence of mental power, those legendary immortal realms are nothing but a joke!"

Yang Chen, while transmitting energy to set up the spirit array, continued, "When mental power reaches the peak of the ninth stage of meteor, it will undergo a qualitative leap. When a cultivator reaches the first stage of satellite, they become what the ignorant call an immortal! Wang Chongyang of Zhongyang Palace, Bodhidharma of the Buddhist sect, and Zhang Daoling of your Celestial Master's Mansion... they all just broke through the barrier of the ninth stage of meteor... fundamentally, they are still human, but their life forms have evolved and improved significantly..."

"Are you still emphasizing your point at this moment?" Zhang Bingyu laughed bitterly, "Do you believe that if you say this when they arrive, they will kill you on the spot?"

"Bang~!" At this moment, a light sound came from the bamboo forest, followed by a milky white shockwave sweeping in all directions. Zhang Bingyu clearly saw many bamboo trees in the forest flash red, with countless runes appearing and disappearing on their surfaces!

"Done." After completing everything, Yang Chen took a deep breath and slowly turned around, saying, "As long as they are Daoist true cultivators, they won't be able to attack me within a hundred meters of this place! Wait at the rock above, and I'll show you a good show!" (To be continued...)

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