r18novel Chapter 14 Zhang Zhiwei, the Suit-Wearing Thug
Chapter 14 Zhang Zhiwei, the Suit-Wearing Thug
Wang family.
"Snap!"
The expensive purple clay teapot was smashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Wang Ai's face was ashen, his chest heaving violently, and his cane thumped loudly on the floor.
"What did you say??? Say it again!!"
The Wang family spy, kneeling on the ground, trembled and dared not lift his head.
"Patriarch...the news is confirmed."
"The Quanxing sect's attack on the mountain has completely failed. Acting leader Gong Qing was deposed, Lü Liang was captured, and the four madmen of Quanxing... were hung on the crooked tree behind the Celestial Master's Mansion like cured meat. It was Xu Si who led the men to clean up the mess."
"And..." the spy swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "And there are rumors that Tian Jinzhong, who was crippled back then... has stood up again! And he even kicked Gong Qing to the point of crippling him!"
Wang Ai slumped into the armchair, her eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
Tian Jinzhong stood up?
How is that possible?
He knew Tian Jinzhong's situation all too well.
How exactly is it possible to regenerate a severed limb, a feat that defies the laws of nature?
Yes......
That Su Wuxian!!!
...Not only is he incredibly powerful, but could he have even mastered the ultimate technique known as the "Dual-Handed Mastery"—the ability to break bones in the living dead—which even Duanmu Ying couldn't achieve back then?
I recall the grand Taoist ritual at Luotian.
When Su Wuxian said, "Little Wang, don't forget the time you wet your pants," Wang Ai felt a chill run down his spine.
"That madman...that old monster..." Wang Ai muttered to herself, her fingers trembling. "Quick! Pass down the order! Everyone in the Wang family is to stay put! No one is allowed to provoke Longhu Mountain!"
"Especially that Su Wuxian! Everyone should avoid him!!"
This day was not just for the Wang family.
The Lü family, the Shuzi Sect, and even the headquarters of Na Du Tong...
The news from Longhu Mountain triggered a magnitude 10 earthquake throughout the entire world of supernatural beings.
Everyone now knew one name—Su Wuxian.
An ancestor who had been asleep for eighty years, whose emergence caused the world to change color.
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Longhu Mountain, Celestial Master's Mansion.
Compared to the tumultuous events outside, the scene in the small courtyard behind the mountain was unusually peculiar.
"Senior brother, don't be so stiff with your fingers, stroke gently, yes, stroke upwards."
Su Wuxian was sitting on a stone bench with his legs crossed, munching on a cucumber, and undertaking a difficult task—teaching Tian Jinzhong how to use a smartphone.
Tian Jinzhong was wearing a pair of reading glasses that he had somehow gotten his hands on. His brows were furrowed, and his expression was more serious than if he were about to fight someone.
His newly grown hands were now carefully tapping on the screen.
"Junior brother, didn't you just come out of seclusion? How come you're playing so smoothly?"
"Junior brother, do you think others will laugh at me for looking like this?"
"Junior brother, this thing... how come it's moving? And why is that girl dancing inside?"
Tian Jinzhong stared in shock at the short video on the screen.
"This is called Douyin (TikTok), and all young people these days play this."
Su Wuxian leaned over for a look and chuckled, "Wow, Senior Brother has good taste. The big data is pushing you all the... cough cough, all the hot dances."
"Nonsense!"
Tian Jinzhong blushed and quickly moved his phone away: "This old Taoist priest is... this is just observing the people's conditions! Let's see what kind of practices young people are practicing these days!"
Beside him, Zhang Zhiwei was engrossed in playing on his phone.
"Junior brother, yours is so outdated. Look at me, this is called Peace Elite! You download it too, I'll play with a sniper rifle, and you can play with a submachine gun!"
Zhang Zhiwei looked smug.
Su Wuxian looked at the two old rascals who were over two hundred years old combined and shook his head helplessly.
"Alright, alright, you can play on your phone on the way."
Su Wuxian clapped his hands, stood up, and pointed to several large bags on the bed in the room:
"Senior brother, second senior brother, now that we've decided to go down the mountain, we need to change our Taoist robes."
"This time, we're not representing the Celestial Master's Mansion, we're just representing ourselves. If we dress too much like Taoist priests, tourists will easily try to have our fortunes told."
Zhang Zhiwei walked over, picked up a long black trench coat, and hesitated for a moment:
"Junior brother, isn't this outfit... a bit too much? It looks like something out of a gangster movie."
"What gangsters? This is called 'suit-wearing thugs' style!"
Su Wuxian picked up a pair of sunglasses and, without saying a word, placed them on Zhang Zhiwei's nose.
"Senior, you're 6'9", you'll look absolutely stunning in this outfit. You'll turn heads wherever you go!"
"Really?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at himself in the mirror.
Although it felt a little awkward, looking at the domineering old man in the mirror, he seemed... quite pleasing to the eye?
Half an hour later.
The gates of the Celestial Master's Mansion slowly opened.
Several young Taoist priests who were sweeping the ground in front of the mountain suddenly felt a darkness before their eyes as a powerful aura rushed towards them.
"It's...it's getting dark???"
They looked up and were instantly dumbfounded.
Three figures walked out side by side.
In the middle stands Zhang Zhiwei, dressed in a sharp black stand-up collar Zhongshan suit with a black trench coat and sunglasses. His white hair and beard flutter in the wind, resembling a grandmaster descending from the mountain.
On the left, Tian Jinzhong is wearing a dark gray retro Tang suit and is holding two walnuts in his hands. Although he looks kind and gentle, he walks with a brisk and powerful gait.
On the right, Su Wuxian is wearing a simple white casual shirt with the cuffs rolled up, his hands in his pockets, and his signature lazy smile on his lips.
"Grand Tutor...Master? Grand Tutor?"
The young Taoist priest at the door stammered, "Where...where are you all going?"
Su Wuxian stopped, pushed up his glasses, revealing a set of bright white teeth:
"My dear grand-disciple, keep a close watch on the house."
"We old guys..."
Su Wuxian glanced at his two senior brothers beside him, who were exuding an aura of authority, and smiled:
"Go and clean up the workplace in this world of supernatural beings."
"Let's go, senior brother. First stop, let's get that famous old-fashioned roast chicken place you've been talking about!"
Zhang Zhiwei waved his sleeve, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes behind his sunglasses:
"Let's go!"
This day.
The three elders of Longhu Mountain descended the mountain.
The company and the Ten Elders were not notified.
No notification was given to the world of supernatural beings.
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