Chapter 55

As the old man moved, he said, "What I said earlier still had some truth to it. Everything in the world, including magical techniques, has its own counter. It's just your luck that there are few people skilled in lightning, and thus, few who can counter it. If you ever meet such a person, you'll be in trouble. The seed given to you by your great master is versatile, and such an opportunity is rare. It would be a waste not to master several techniques..."

While Gui Buigui was talking, Wu Mian suddenly realized something. He looked at the old man, and a faint electric arc appeared at the tip of his foot. With a light tap on the ground, the arc silently shot into the old man's feet through the earth.

Gui Buigui continued to talk, but he felt a slight tingling in his feet. In his excitement, his reaction was slow, and it took him a moment to realize what had happened. By then, it was too late. With a cry of "Ah," the old man fell to the ground and began to convulse.

Wu Mian ignored his movements and said coldly, "Tell me... when did you become immune to my lightning?"

At this point, Gui Buigui found it a bit pointless. He stopped convulsing, wiped the foam from his mouth, and smiled at Wu Mian. "After we entered Liaoxi County, your lightning didn't work as well. But it's not that I'm immune; I just got used to it after being hit so many times. Honestly, if I don't get a few shocks from you every few days now, I feel a bit uncomfortable."

"Are you trying to comfort me?" Wu Mian said, somewhat dazed. As Gui Buigui was about to say more, Wu Mian reached out his hand. The old man laughed and grabbed his hand, preparing to use it to stand up. At that moment, dozens of electric arcs appeared on Wu Mian's body, extending along his hand to Gui Buigui's body.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Gui Buigui's remaining white hair stood up, and his body trembled violently. The arcs danced over him, and foam kept bubbling out of his mouth.

Seeing Gui Buigui's reaction, the corners of Wu Mian's mouth curled up. "Actually, I always hold back when I take care of you."

The old man didn't wake up until the next morning. Compared to the last time he was electrocuted and dragged by Wu Mian, this time was much better. Gui Buigui woke up as he was being jostled, lying on Wu Mian's shoulder. As Wu Mian walked, the old man's head kept bouncing.

As soon as Gui Buigui woke up, Wu Mian noticed. He shook his shoulder, and the old man fell to the ground with a thud. After getting up, Gui Buigui saw that Wu Mian had brought him to an official road. After figuring out the directions, he realized they were heading north, but he couldn't tell exactly where they were.

Gui Buigui groggily stood up, felt the ring hidden in his chest, and said to Wu Mian, "Are you planning to sell me somewhere?"

Wu Mian slowly looked at him and said, "Look in a bronze mirror; who would be blind enough to buy an old不死 like you?" He paused, looked towards the end of the road, and continued, "We're going back to Yang Mountain, to stay in your cave for a few more years."

This made Gui Buigui pause. "Yang Mountain? Didn't we just leave there? It can't be that your great master left the next map there, can it?"

Wu Mian looked at the old man and said, "Your outer residence is on Yang Mountain. How could your great master choose there? Wouldn't that benefit you?" He paused, and his expression changed. After a moment, he said, "What you said yesterday had a bit of truth to it. I should find a place to think about whether there are other techniques besides lightning that might suit me better."

Before Gui Buigui could respond, several people ran down from both sides of the road, surrounding Wu Mian and Gui Buigui.

At first, they thought it was Guangren and his disciples, but these ten or so people were all out of breath and had no resemblance to cultivators. Wu Mian retracted the electric arcs that were about to appear and watched with Gui Buigui to see what these people wanted.

One of the leaders, a chubby young man, said, "Your good days are over! If you know what's good for you, hand over your valuables and strip naked. If Grandpa finds you amusing, he might spare your lives!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped. As Wu Mian laughed coldly, someone behind him said, "If you want to be heroes, don't say we didn't warn you. We are all cultivators, and once we use our mystical techniques, you won't even have a chance to be reborn." The speaker was a man who looked about seven or eight parts similar to the young man, likely a close relative.

"Haha, we're from a small place, and we've only heard that cultivators perform magic tricks and turn peaches into other things. How about you show us your mystical techniques?" Wu Mian laughed and looked at the two men as if they were idiots.

One of them, feeling embarrassed, shouted, "Then you'll be doomed!" Before he finished speaking, he took a step back, pulled out a yellow hemp talisman from his chest, and began to chant. Embarrassingly, he paused halfway through, as if he had forgotten the words. He then said, with a twisted expression, "That doesn't count this time..."

Finally, he finished the chant, and the yellow hemp talisman spontaneously caught fire. The fire grew larger, and in an instant, the talisman turned into a fireball. The man pushed the fireball with both hands, sending it flying towards Wu Mian.

Just as the fireball was about to touch Wu Mian, he blew it out with a puff of air. He then looked at the strange cultivators and said, "What a coincidence, I learned a bit of cultivation techniques back then. I was just looking for someone to learn from."

As he spoke, electric arcs appeared on Wu Mian's body again, shooting out in all directions. The ten or so people fell to the ground, convulsing.

Just as Wu Mian was about to finish them off, the old man stopped him. "Don't be hasty. The fire technique that the young man used, though clumsy, seems familiar. He might be a descendant of the Guang lineage. Let's ask them first."

Wu Mian agreed and brought the two leaders together. He flashed an electric arc, and they shuddered, then returned to normal.

The two men, upon returning to normal, immediately knelt before Wu Mian, begging to be his disciples and learn his incredible techniques.

Before Wu Mian could kick them, Gui Buigui said, "No rush to become disciples, but you need to understand something. According to the rules of the cultivators, if you want to change masters, you must get the consent of your current master. Otherwise, your current master will take your life."