Fei Jie slowly frowned. Because he believed in the blind man's immense power, he had never considered that there might be problems with the true energy Fan Xian was cultivating. But today, upon checking his meridians, he indeed discovered something unusual.

Seeing his lecherous teacher's solemn expression, Fan Xian knew something was amiss and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Smiling like that, aren't you afraid of Qi deviation?" Fei Jie glared at him and said, "Last time I only knew that the true energy you cultivate is very domineering, but I didn't expect it to be this domineering."

Fan Xian scratched his head. "Very domineering? How domineering?"

Fei Jie answered very seriously, "Quite domineering."

Fan Xian looked at him very seriously. "Teacher, we're both talking nonsense."

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Fei Jie was a grandmaster of poison, not a martial arts grandmaster. Naturally, he couldn't determine what style Fan Xian's nameless true energy followed, but he clearly sensed the danger of the energy within the child's body. After thinking for a while, he advised Fan Xian to find Wu Zhu. Unexpectedly, Fan Xian sighed and said that Uncle Wu Zhu only gave him the manual because his mother told him to, and even he himself hadn't practiced it and wouldn't say much about it.

Fei Jie was furious. "Fifth Master is going too far. You are his young master, why doesn't he teach you personally, and instead lets you learn these techniques that are both dangerous and without proper guidance?"

For more than a year, he had already regarded this five-year-old child as the greatest comfort in his later years, and he was still counting on Fan Xian to take over his mantle in the future and carry forward everything he had learned. So upon hearing this, he began to resent the blind man Wu Zhu.

"Is Uncle Wu Zhu very powerful?" Fan Xian asked, squinting his eyes like a little fox.

"Of course, he's powerful." Fei Jie mused about the past. "It's just that there aren't many people in this world who know of Fifth Master's existence... do you know about the Four Grandmasters?"

Of course, Fan Xian knew that the four martial arts super-experts whom the people regarded as gods in today's world were the Four Grandmasters. Counting them, Qing Yu Nian had two, Northern Qi had one, and Dongyi City had one.

In today's world, Qing Yu Nian, under the leadership of His Majesty the Emperor, had already achieved an overwhelming advantage. It was just strange that after the bloody coup a few years ago, the country's power rebounded, but His Majesty the Emperor instead stopped expanding outwards. However, it was natural for the strongest country to have two super-experts.

"That's right, our country currently has two Grandmasters." Fei Jie said with a sneer, "The world is foolish, only knowing how to fight, but who knows that once the use of poison enters a refined state, it is also a Grandmaster..."

Fan Xian quickly coughed twice, stopping his teacher's self-aggrandizement.

"...If we don't count the most mysterious Temple, among the Four Grandmasters, Qing Yu Nian has two. One of them is the younger brother of the teacher of the current commander of the Kyoto Garrison, the Flowing Cloud Scattered Hand Ye Liuyun."

Fan Xian widened his eyes, thinking that the name was a bit long, but the Kyoto Garrison was responsible for the security of the entire Kyoto area, the most crucial position in the world. So the teacher's... younger brother, what's-his-name Ye Liuyun, was probably very strong.

"There's also an expert, rumored to be in the Imperial Palace, but no one has ever seen him."

"Hey, teacher, we're talking about Uncle Wu Zhu."

"What's the rush?" Fei Jie glared at him. "That Ye Liuyun had seventeen duels in his life, never losing once. But when your mother first entered Kyoto, because she beat Ye Liuyun's nephew, who is now the commander of the Kyoto Garrison, Ye Zhong, into a pig's head, Ye Liuyun declared that he would make trouble for your mother."

Fan Xian was dumbfounded. It turned out that his never-before-seen mother was also an arrogant character back then.

Fei Jie chuckled. "But later, no one knows what happened, Ye Liuyun suddenly stopped caring about this matter, and Ye Zhong even ran to the Taiping Courtyard to serve your mother tea and apologize."

"Ah?"

"No one knows what happened, this matter has always been very mysterious. But it should be that Ye Liuyun and Fifth Master once fought under the walls of the Imperial City. Fifth Master is your mother's servant, so it's normal for him to come forward in such matters." Fei Jie picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.

"Who won in the end?" Fan Xian asked with curious eyes. Although he knew that the blind man Wu Zhu was a very powerful expert, he didn't expect that he actually had the experience of dueling Ye Liuyun, one of the current Four Grandmasters, back then.

"No one knows the result, but it should have been a draw." Fei Jie frowned and said, "It is said that after Ye Liuyun returned to his Sword Pavilion, he practiced his sword covered in black cloth for half a year. It was after that time that he abandoned the sword and created his own set of simple scattered hands, truly becoming a Grandmaster. It seems that that battle should have given him a lot of inspiration."

He rested his little face on his hand, thinking foolishly, Four Grandmasters? Did that mean that Wu Zhu, ranked fifth, was the fifth Grandmaster?

Fan Xian's eyes sparkled with delight, thinking that his blind servant was so hysterically powerful. Who would he be afraid of when he ventured into the world in the future?

Suddenly, he thought of a question: "Teacher, didn't you say that these things are all secrets? How do you know them?"

Fei Jie said coldly, "I am a high-ranking official of the Overwatch Council. What secrets are there in this world for us?"

For some reason, Fan Xian was always particularly interested in the powerful figures in this world, as if he felt that in a dozen years, he would always encounter those people. So he asked, "Have you met the other three Grandmasters, teacher?"

"The other expert in Qing Yu Nian only exists in legends. According to analysis, he should be in the Imperial Palace, but no one has ever truly seen him." Fei Jie said, "As for the peerless expert of Northern Qi, it is naturally their National Teacher, that perverted bald-headed Ku He."

"Bald-headed?" Fan Xian thought that there was no Buddhism in this world, so there were naturally no monks.

"He's a monk. It is said that Ku He was a wandering monk back then. He knelt in front of the blue stone steps of the Temple for three months, only drinking cold dew. No one knows how, but he actually moved the people in the Temple, and in this way, he obtained divinely bestowed theology and became a Grandmaster." Fei Jie cursed, seemingly very envious of that wandering monk named Ku He, and said, "You can tell at a glance that that bald head is a swindler."

"Temple?"

"The Temple is the temple for worshiping gods."

"Teacher, you're talking nonsense again."

"...The Temple is the most mysterious place on the entire continent. It is said to be the place where the ancestors worshiped the gods, but unfortunately, besides those lucky bastards, no one can find out where the Temple is, so no one knows what it's really like inside."

"Then maybe... the Temple doesn't exist at all?"

Fei Jie hit Fan Xian's little head hard. "It's fine to fool around on weekdays, but how can you speak disrespectfully about such a sacred and lofty place?"

Fan Xian covered his head, looking at his teacher in surprise. First, he was surprised that his teacher, who never blinked when using poison to kill people, would actually hold the Temple in reverence. Second, he realized that he had actually easily accepted the somewhat mystical sayings of the Four Grandmasters and the Temple.

It seemed that he was really adapting to this world.