Chapter 134: Reorganizing the Mountain Gate
That night, Ye Fan sat cross-legged on the peak of Clumsy Peak. His powerful divine sense surged out from the golden lake between his brows, continuously probing the mountain. Unfortunately, he didn't feel anything unusual about Clumsy Peak. The notion that the entire main peak was a scripture left him baffled, feeling it was too mysterious.
In the dead of night, the Star Peak ahead shone even more brilliantly. Starlight cascaded down, pure and translucent, like auspicious snow drifting or white jade settling, giving one a sense of immense stellar power.
"Hiss—"
Ye Fan sucked in a cold breath. Such a inheritance was too wondrous. So much stellar power gathered together, radiant and bright, long-term nourishment of the physical body would surely bring unimaginable benefits.
This made him envious. This cultivation method had its unique merits. No wonder Grand Mystery Sect had stood for ten thousand years without falling—its one hundred and eight main peaks were truly extraordinary.
Ye Fan set aside his thoughts and began cultivating the Dao Scripture. He was constantly improving his cultivation, never wasting time.
His heart gradually calmed. The Dao Scripture was a method for cultivating the Wheel Sea Secret Realm. Trembling, he returned to the dilapidated hall and continued sitting in meditation with closed eyes.
"Great perfection seems flawed, great fullness seems empty, great skill seems clumsy..." Ye Fan muttered to himself, carefully pondering these twelve characters, then began wandering around Clumsy Peak again.
Half an hour later, several figures descended, blocking Ye Fan halfway up the mountain. The blue-clothed man was among them.
"Who are you people? Why do you freely enter and exit the important grounds of my Clumsy Peak?" Ye Fan swept his gaze over them, knowing in his heart they were from Star Peak.
"Really don't know the rules. When you see senior brothers, you should bow. Aren't you coming to pay your respects?" one of them sneered.
"Who are you? Why should I bow to you?" Ye Fan casually approached them.
Except for the blue-clothed man, whose face was ashen, the others all burst into laughter.
"Clumsy Peak finally has a disciple. Looks interesting. Won't be boring from now on."
"As your senior brother, let me teach you what it means to know the rules. From now on, when you see us, you must bow respectfully with a humble expression. Understand?"
One of the young men reached out to press down on Ye Fan's head, trying to force him to bow. Another kicked at his calf, trying to make him kneel.
"What are you doing?" Ye Fan dodged to the side. "This is a main peak, representing a heritage. People from other main peaks can't just wander in here."
"Haha..." Everyone laughed.
"Does entering Clumsy Peak require permission?"
"This place is no different from a barren mountain. Come and go as you please."
Two of them again reached for Ye Fan's head, while the other two kicked at his legs, determined to make him kneel.
"Would you dare do this on other main peaks?" Ye Fan stepped back a few paces. "You're really going too far!"
"What a naive little fellow. Let senior brother teach you how to read the situation!"
"I'd like to say the same to you." Ye Fan grabbed the arm reaching for his head. "Crack!" He twisted it, and the sound of breaking bones echoed.
At the same time, he swept his right leg, heavily kicking down the two young men who had tried to make him kneel.
The blue-clothed man and another person changed color, leaping into the air to flee.
"Thud!"
A thousand-pound boulder, faster than lightning, shot into the sky and heavily struck them.
"Ah..."
Screams rang out as Ye Fan smashed them down with the boulder, severely injuring them, breaking many bones throughout their bodies.
Ye Fan lined up the five of them on the ground, walked over, and stepped on the blue-clothed man's face. "You're something else!"
"Bang!"
Like kicking a ball, he sent him flying, hanging him on an old vine in the distance.
Then he approached the other two, stepping on their hands. "You wanted to teach me, make me bow, respectfully pay my respects? You show me how it's done."
"Thud!"
Ye Fan kicked, and the two flew off, crashing into the ancient trees behind.
"And you two wanted me to kneel?" Ye Fan came to the last two, kicked out, and they flew into the air before crashing heavily down.
"Remember, Clumsy Peak is a main peak, a powerful heritage. From now on, anyone coming here must announce themselves and walk up from the mountain gate." Ye Fan spoke with righteous indignation, laying down the law. At this moment, Li Ruoyu appeared silently, standing not far away.
"Well said. From now on, no one may trespass on Clumsy Peak." The old man said this lightly, then vanished into the forest.
The news that Clumsy Peak was reorganizing its mountain gate spread quickly. Especially among the disciples of Star Peak, many were furious. Learning that several disciples had returned severely injured, many could barely contain themselves.
When Ye Fan returned to the summit, Li Ruoyu said nothing, simply handed him an ancient bow and nine arrows, and finally gave him a yellowed booklet.
"Senior Li, people from Star Peak are coming to demand an accounting!" At dusk, Ye Fan saw dozens of Star Peak disciples flying over Clumsy Peak.
"Didn't I give you the bow and arrows..." Li Ruoyu sat cross-legged in the ruined hall, eyes closed, saying only this.
Ye Fan was shocked, feeling that this seemingly frail old man was far more complex than he appeared. He shouted loudly at the sky, "You people go too far! This is the site of a main peak's heritage, and you fly over freely. If this were a thriving main peak, would you dare?"
From the sky came angry shouts from Star Peak disciples.
Ye Fan acted decisively. He drew the bow and nocked an arrow. The ancient bow suddenly vibrated with a terrifying wave. In the distance, an old crow cawed loudly, transforming into a streak of black light that merged into one of Ye Fan's arrows.
This result left Ye Fan dumbfounded. He felt the arrow had suddenly turned into a blazing sun, possessing unimaginable, terrifying pressure.
In the sky, the Star Peak disciples were all shocked. Someone cried out, "Not good, retreat quickly!"
Ye Fan didn't dare release the arrow. He felt that if he did, it might punch a hole in the sky. The ancient bow and arrows the old man had given him were too mysterious, possessing incredible power.
But what shocked him most was that the nine ominous old crows on Clumsy Peak had all turned into black light, merging into his nine arrows. At this moment, just placing one black arrow on the bowstring made the sky above tremble.
"This must be a great treasure!" Ye Fan felt his choice to stay on Clumsy Peak was completely right. This place held too many secrets.
Holding the ancient bow, Ye Fan faced the sky. Wherever he aimed, people would scream and flee for their lives.
In the distance, several figures rushed over quickly. An elder from Star Peak had arrived, shouting, "Senior Brother Li, please show mercy!"
"Just scare them away," Li Ruoyu's voice came at that moment.
In the sky, the Star Peak disciples scattered in all directions, their faces pale with terror.
"Is that the legendary ancient bow? Didn't it disappear along with Clumsy Peak's heritage? Why has it suddenly appeared?"
"And those nine old crows we often saw—who would have thought they were so terrifying? They can merge individually with the nine arrows. What are they?!"