Chapter 468: with translation of chapter title

The nearby Wu family members all turned to look at Heng Xian, clearly not expecting him to say such a thing.

However, no matter how you look at him, this guy is just handsome with a decent bearing, but shows no sign of being an expert.

Wu Jun Chong sneered: "An expert?"

Heng Xian nodded seriously: "Yes, a hidden expert!"

Wu Hao desperately winked at him, but seeing Heng Xian unimpressed, he could only lower his head embarrassedly.

Wu Jun Xi scoffed: "How high?"

Heng Xian raised his hand, drew a stroke, then pointed to the Wu family's tallest building: "That high!"

"Pfft, hahaha..."

The whole courtyard of Wu family members suppressed laughter.

Wu Jun Xi also sneered: "Unlearned and unskilled, pretending to be an expert—how old are you? Which expert would want to befriend Wu Hao? With the eminent monk present today, I won't drive you away, but get out of the Wu household yourself tomorrow morning!"

Saying that, a group of people went into the room together.

Wu Hao returned to the table, dirty and disheveled, head down, silent.

Heng Xian said: "Are they always like this?"

Wu Hao gave a wry smile: "Of course, everyone likes to befriend those with high talent, admire experts, and look down on those with low cultivation, right?"

Heng Xian nodded: "Makes sense."

Wu Hao looked at him and sighed: "Although we've only just met, I really must advise you: never pretend to be an expert!"

Heng Xian rubbed his nose: "I really am an expert; I've cultivated for over ten years!"

Wu Hao sighed again: "Alright!"

Just then, a hearty laugh came from the main room next door: "The poor monk just woke from meditation and immediately smelled meat and wine!"

"Whoosh..."

Inside and outside the courtyard, all Wu family members rose in unison, each extremely respectful.

Heng Xian remained seated, unmoving, glanced into the room, and saw a somewhat familiar round figure, a bald head, sitting uninvited at the wine table, one hand making a mudra, the other holding prayer beads, quite flamboyant.

The Wu family patriarch hurriedly said anxiously: "We followed the eminent monk's instructions and prepared a fine feast of meat and wine; venerable monk… is it really alright?"

"No problem, no problem!" said the round monk: "As the saying goes, meat and wine pass through the intestines while the Buddha remains in the heart; the poor monk harbors no desire for meat and wine, so even eating mountain delicacies and drinking jade nectar is just vegetarian fare and plain water to him."

"Oh! The eminent monk truly has profound Buddhist wisdom!" the Wu family patriarch and his entourage exclaimed in praise.

The monk gave a light cough: "Cough, cough, not bad! Let's begin the feast!"

Only then did the Wu family members sit down, pick up their chopsticks, and start eating and drinking.

Wu Hao also sat down, looked at Heng Xian, and was stunned: "Why aren't you standing up?"

Heng Xian glanced into the room and said: "I'm not used to standing."

Wu Hao said embarrassedly: "You must show respect to the eminent monk! This monk is a true eminent monk—look at that saying, 'meat and wine pass through the intestines while the Buddha sits in the heart'; the more you think about it, the more profound it seems!"

Heng Xian also sighed: "Indeed, that saying is impressive wherever you put it!"

Wu Hao raised a cup to him, likewise feeling: "I suddenly think Jun Xi and the others are right—one must befriend experts; befriending experts broadens horizons, increases knowledge, and when trouble arises, one can seek help."

Heng Xian asked: "What level of cultivation do you consider to be that of an expert?"

Wu Hao thought: "My grandfather is at the First Tier of the Qi Sea Realm, already the strongest expert in our Wu Town; my ideal expert friend should at least be around the Fifth Tier of the Qi Sea Realm, and if reaching the Seventh or Eighth Tier, or even the legendary Primordial Dan Realm, that would be perfect!"

Heng Xian raised his wine cup: "Actually, that wish is easily fulfilled; Primordial Dan Realm cultivators are quite common!"

Wu Hao put down his cup, solemn: "Brother Heng, since you say that, I must tell you—never be overambitious! Do you know what kind of existence the Primordial Dan Realm is?"

Heng Xian exclaimed: "What kind of existence is it?"

Wu Hao said solemnly: "Let me put it this way: the demonic cultivator Lord Hu in our town is only at the Seventh Tier of the Qi Sea Realm. With that level of cultivation, he split our town's guardian deity statue with a single slash, then shattered our family's main courtyard with a palm strike. My grandfather tried to stop him, but was blown away by his breath! This is merely the Seventh Tier of the Qi Sea Realm! It's said the Eighth and Ninth Tiers are even stronger! As for Primordial Dan Realm experts… it's unimaginable! They probably can fly and burrow through the earth, like a divine dragon showing its head but not its tail—how dare you say Primordial Dan experts are common? You're just bragging!"

Wu Hao solemnly said: "Let me put it this way: the heretical cultivator Old Hu in town is nothing more than a seventh-level Qi Hai Realm cultivator!"

Wu Hao shook his head: "This isn't your fault; we low-level cultivators can't possibly see Primordial Dan cultivators, and even if we did, they wouldn't pay us any heed!"

"Who says that's certain?" Heng Xian said.

Wu Hao said: "It's quite certain—if you were only an elephant, would you care about an ant's joys and sorrows?"

Simply unimaginable! They probably can fly through the heavens and traverse the earth, like a divine dragon showing its head but not its tail? How dare you say Golden Core experts are common—you're just bragging too much!

Wu Hao shook his head, raised his cup: "Let's have one!"

Wu Hao shook his head: "It's not your fault either; we low-level cultivators—where could we possibly see a Golden Core cultivator? Even if we did, they wouldn't pay us any attention."

The two drank and chatted here, while laughter echoed inside the room; the monk exclaimed boldly: "I am a high monk of Lingtai Mountain, one of the Twelve Sects, having painstakingly cultivated the wondrous Dharma—how could a mere wild cultivator compare? You can rest assured!"

"Oh! So he's actually a high monk of the Twelve Great Sects!"

The Wu family members were beside themselves with excitement—needless to say.

Even the proud and haughty Wu Jun Xi shyly raised her cup: "Miss Jun Xi offers a cup to the great master!"

The monk laughed heartily: "Good! Good!"

Just then, a sudden gust of wind sprang up around the courtyard, blowing the feast, plates and bowls into disarray, scattering food and drink across the ground.

The Wu family members cried out in alarm and hurriedly dodged to one side.

The wind grew stronger and stronger.

A group of Wu family members stared at each other, and the room fell silent.

Just then, a strange "ee-ya" cry suddenly came from the air.

At that moment, a sudden gust of wind rose all around the courtyard, blowing the banquet, plates and dishes flying everywhere, and food and drink spilled all over the ground.

The Wu family members cried out in alarm and hurriedly dodged to the side.

The gale grew stronger and stronger.

A group of Wu family members stared at each other, and the room fell silent.

At that moment, a strange "ee-yah" cry suddenly came from the air.

Immediately, five blue‑faced, fanged, terrifying figures appeared around the residence, each towering as if supporting heaven and standing on earth.

The five figures lifted a strange large palanquin, on which a person clearly sat, his back to the moon, from whose head sprouted a huge, hideous ghostly shadow that obscured the sky, filling the entire heavens, looking down on the Wu family estate: "Hahaha, I heard the Wu family invited someone to subdue me?"

His blood‑red eyes were like amber, his fangs like small hills, his voice like rolling thunder, extremely piercing.

Such a scene, indescribably terrifying and horrifying.

The entire Wu family estate was in chaos, the timid ones frightened into loud sobs.

Inside the room, the head of the Wu family hurriedly said, "Eminent monk! He has arrived!"

That stout figure unhurriedly ate a piece of braised pork, then said, "Don't rush; let me subdue him!"

Having said that, he rose, staggered out of the room, looked toward the ghostly shadow in the sky and the person on the palanquin, and coldly said, "Hu San Cai, do you know your crime?"

After saying that, his body trembled, and a thousand‑zhang Buddhist light burst forth; he actually possessed the cultivation of the eighth level of the Qi Hai Realm. Within the Buddhist light, a phantom Buddha loomed in the air and struck a palm toward the heavens.

"Boom—"

The ghostly shadow dissipated, and the five small ghostly shadows also staggered.

(End of chapter)