Chapter 260: Grandmaster

Meng Yifan could not help but laugh out loud. Since he had arrived, he had restrained his own aura fluctuations, so until now, Du Qingyun still had not discovered that Meng Yifan was a Level 4 Mid-stage Cultivator.

Otherwise, Du Qingyun would never have dared to brandish his sword before Guan Gong, using his Spiritual Power to bewilder Meng Yifan's mind.

"Huh!" Du Qingyun was stunned. Only when his Spiritual Power approached Meng Yifan's body did he perceive that Meng Yifan's body was shrouded in a layer of Yin Domain.

Du Qingyun's Spiritual Power was completely unable to penetrate this layer of Yin Domain, and naturally, it could not bewilder Meng Yifan's Divine Soul.

"A Domain? Could he be a Fourth-grade Immortal Cultivator? How is that possible?" After Du Qingyun carefully probed again with his Spiritual Power, he discovered that Meng Yifan's body was indeed shrouded in a layer of Yin Domain.

Not only that, but inside the Yin Domain there was also some Yang Domain; the yin and yang complemented each other, flowing endlessly, and actually contained the true essence of Taiji Fist.

When the Japanese pirates invaded back then, Du Qingyun had also participated in that battle, but at that time he was only a First Grade Martial Artist, his strength was very low, and he had no qualifications to participate in the duels between experts.

However, Du Qingyun's master was a Fourth-grade Lower Tier Immortal Cultivator and was already a high-end combat power among the Shenzhou Cultivation World; unfortunately, in that battle back then, he perished together with the Japanese pirates' Onmyoji.

The Domain Power mastered by Du Qingyun's master was very similar to Meng Yifan's, which left Du Qingyun puzzled. Could Meng Yifan be an expert from the Wudang Sect? But how had he never seen him before?

Moreover, Meng Yifan was only in his thirties, yet he was already a Fourth-grade Immortal Cultivator. How did he cultivate? Was this not too fast?

Regardless of whether Meng Yifan was a Wudang Sect expert, he was indeed a Fourth-grade Immortal Cultivator; no wonder he was not afraid at all when facing one hundred guns.

Du Qingyun cupped his hands and bowed respectfully, saying: "This old man and my disciple failed to recognize Mount Tai and offended you, Senior. I hope you, Senior, are magnanimous and will not hold it against us."

"Put the guns away. In front of Senior Meng, those guns of yours are not even as good as a pile of firewood sticks."

Hu Youwei was dumbfounded. In his impression, Du Qingyun was a true senior expert, even a legendary Immortal Cultivator, and knew some mysterious and unfathomable arts.

Such an immortal-like person was actually bowing respectfully to Meng Yifan. What exactly was Meng Yifan's identity?

"Still not moving fast enough? What are you dazed for?" Du Qingyun slapped Hu Youwei on the head. This registered disciple used to be quite clever, but now that he was older, why was he so foolish?

If they angered a Fourth-grade Immortal Cultivator like Meng Yifan, all of them would die without a burial place.

Hu Youwei hurriedly ordered: "Put the guns away."

Meng Yifan smiled. Just now, when Du Qingyun used his Spiritual Power to bewilder his mind, the reason he did not counterattack was because he saw that the two of them likely had some connection.

If it had been someone else, Meng Yifan would have focused his spirit and made the opponent suffer a spiritual backlash.

A clash of Spiritual Power is invisible and intangible, yet it is even more dangerous than physical hand-to-hand combat; a moment of carelessness could lead to injury of the Divine Soul, or even being beaten until the soul is scattered.

"May I ask where you studied, Senior?" Du Qingyun asked.

Meng Yifan did not hide it and said: "My master is Zhang Sanfeng."

"What?" Du Qingyun looked at Meng Yifan in disbelief. If Meng Yifan were not truly a Fourth-grade Immortal Cultivator, and his Domain Power did not contain the artistic conception of Taiji Fist, he would have definitely thought Meng Yifan was spouting nonsense.

However, for a high-level Fourth-grade expert like Meng Yifan, lying had no meaning for him. It was very likely that he was truly a direct disciple of Zhang Sanfeng.

Ever since that earth-shattering battle back then, Zhang Sanfeng had disappeared without a trace. Du Qingyun had thought Zhang Sanfeng had died in that battle; he never expected him to still be alive and to have taught a young expert like Meng Yifan.

Du Qingyun knelt down with a heavy thud, paid his respects to Meng Yifan, and said: "Grandmaster, I do not know where Grandmaster Zhang is? Why has he not returned to Wudang Mountain even once in over eighty years?"

"Master is suppressing the Demon Cave and cannot leave." Meng Yifan told Du Qingyun some of the things about Zhang Sanfeng that could be shared.

Du Qingyun listened, dumbstruck. He had not expected that the battle from back then had still not completely ended even now. If not for Zhang Sanfeng's silent sacrifice, the land of Shenzhou might have long since been plunged into a bloodbath.

"Qingyun, how many experts does our Wudang Sect have now?" Meng Yifan asked.

Du Qingyun said: "Grandmaster, in our Wudang Sect, only I am a Third Grade Expert; there are five Second-grade experts, and over fifty First-grade experts."

"The strength is a bit weak. What about the other sects?" Meng Yifan asked.

Du Qingyun gave a bitter smile and said: "Many sects are not even as good as our Wudang Sect; some sects have even completely severed their inheritance."

"As far as I know, the strongest in the Shenzhou Cultivation World right now is Yang Yijian of the Mount Hua Sect; he has Third Grade High Stage cultivation."

Meng Yifan thought of the Fifth-grade demon heads in the Demon Cave, as well as the numerous Fourth-grade demon heads, and then thought of the Shenzhou Cultivation World having declined to this point; he instantly felt the pressure was immense.

Not to mention the demon heads under the Demon Cave, just thinking about the strength of Shawang Suxi, Abe Seimei, and Carlisle, and making a comparison, one could see that the Shenzhou Cultivation World was truly too weak.

If a war were to break out again, relying on them would certainly be impossible. When that time truly came, he would have to go himself.

Since Du Qingyun acknowledged Meng Yifan as his Grandmaster, the transaction between the two sides was naturally no problem. Not wanting to bother others with the same task, Meng Yifan handed the Six Yang Pill, Whitening Pill, Scar Removal Pill, as well as the Monster Sausage and Monster Cured Meat to Hu Youwei to sell.

Additionally, Meng Yifan gave Du Qingyun a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill, a bottle of Condensing Qi Pill, and five Second Grade Demon Cores. After all, the man had paid his respects and called him Grandmaster; according to the rules, Meng Yifan had to give some greeting gifts.

Du Qingyun accepted the Pill with immense gratitude. His cultivation had been stagnant for over a dozen years, and as he grew old and frail, his strength had even begun to decline. The root cause was that he had no way to replenish his Spirit Power.

With these Pills, plus the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in the Air Can, Du Qingyun would not only be able to stabilize his cultivation but might even be able to improve his strength a little further. To him, this was no less than a gift of rebirth.

The transaction was completed smoothly, and both sides were very satisfied. Du Qingyun and Hu Youwei wanted to keep Meng Yifan and Jiang Hailong in Haicheng to have some fun and fulfill their duties as hosts, but Meng Yifan did not agree.

Zhang Sanfeng was holding the seal and could fall at any moment; how could Meng Yifan be in the mood for fun?

All he was thinking about now was to quickly purchase supplies and equipment, then travel back to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World to kill monsters and level up, improve his strength, and then return to help Zhang Sanfeng eliminate the demon heads in the Demon Cave.

Meng Yifan now had thirty million, and next was all sorts of buying. Jiang Hailong and Meng Yifan had been mercenaries for many years and both had special channels to purchase high-quality weapons and equipment.