Chapter 461: The Showcase

Chapter 461: The Showcase

The martial arts matchmaking event organized by the Mu family turned into a laughing stock in the end, with both finalists vanishing, forcing the competition to a halt.

It was as if Mu Yiting was a husband-killer; if this got out, Helong Hall would become the joke of the town.

Mu Yuanfeng was greatly displeased and even began to look down on the Mu Feng family. He was getting older, and with power needing to be passed to the younger generation, his irritation toward Mu Feng meant he wouldn’t distribute power and resources to him.

This situation caught Mu Feng off guard, but perhaps it was for the best; it saved his daughter from marrying a man she didn’t like.

“To the outside world, Yiting is seen as an ill-fated girl, killing off all the suitors. This impacts our Helong Hall as well. At this point, anything I say won’t change it, so you all better take care of yourselves.”

Mu Yuanfeng patted his son Mu Feng on the shoulder, his tone icy, akin to a leader inspecting the troops, visibly dissatisfied but not openly scolding.

“Dad, you traveled all this way and didn’t see the outcome you desired; we’re sorry about that. Let me take you back.”

“No need, I can walk myself.”

Mu Yuanfeng waved his hand and headed for the door, his discontent evident, which meant no warm reception for Mu Feng.

“Grandpa, wait!”

At that moment, Mu Yiting pulled Lin Nuo over, just as Mu Yuanfeng was about to leave.

Mu Yuanfeng glanced at Mu Yiting, his expression barely changing.

“What is it?”

“Grandpa, I brought someone for you today.”

Mu Yiting pulled Lin Nuo in front of Mu Yuanfeng and stated seriously, “He is Ni Daye, and he is…”

“Yiting, you truly don’t know how to respect your elders, do you?”

Mu Yuanfeng’s face darkened; his granddaughter had the audacity to scold him to his face now.

“No, Grandpa, his name really is Ni Daye…”

Mu Yiting quickly clarified; the alias Lin Nuo used had indeed caused many misunderstandings, and she had to explain every time.

This name certainly sounded like an insult.

She couldn’t understand why Lin Nuo chose such a name.

“Previously, Xu Hu and Shi Kui were killed by him, which is why they didn’t make it to the competition.”

“He killed them?”

Mu Yuanfeng scrutinized Lin Nuo; the boy appeared to have ordinary qualifications, bearing scars on his face, resembling more of a local thug than a master.

As for Xu Hu and Shi Kui, he had seen them fight before; their strength was impressive, so how could they be so easily killed?

“Yiting, words alone won’t suffice; did you just randomly bring someone to fool me?”

“Not at all, he truly has the strength; my trusted associates verified it was him.”

Mu Yiting signaled Lin Nuo to explain.

Lin Nuo stepped forward, calmly bowing.

“I greet you, Sir Mu.”

“Did you kill them?”

“Yes, I did.”

Lin Nuo replied honestly; this was a prime opportunity to take credit.

“They were as strong as bulls, not just ordinary opponents. How did you manage to kill them?” Mu Yuanfeng asked again.

“They were indeed strong, but victory doesn’t rely solely on strength. Sir, please look at this; this is my newly crafted Dao Fu.”

Lin Nuo deliberately showcased the new version of his Dao Fu to Mu Yuanfeng, but it wasn’t the strongest version—he was saving that for a rainy day. After all, who doesn’t have an ace up their sleeve these days?

“This Dao Fu can kill them effortlessly, no matter how strong they are.”

“How can something ordinary achieve that?”

“I can demonstrate it for you, Sir Mu.”

Why say so much? Just let the results speak for themselves.

“Alright.”

Mu Yuanfeng agreed, “I’ve heard there’s a ferocious地虎 in the northern region; if you really have such strength, go kill it.”

“Grandpa, that’s one he raised.” Mu Yiting interjected.

“Raised it, huh?”

“Yes, it was for territorial purposes. Grandpa, if you want to see it, I can take you to check it out.”

“…Never mind. Then let him go kill Du Yu from the Dark Alliance.”

Mu Yiting: “He’s already killed him.”

Mu Yuanfeng: “What about the Templar Monks from the Temple Yuan?”

Mu Yiting: “Also killed.”

Mu Yuanfeng: “…”

How could he say he killed each and every one? Does this young man have that ability?

What am I supposed to do with my face?

Plus, that fierce beast—he had heard it killed numerous people and was terrifying, not just due to its brutality, but it was shrewd, striking quickly and silently; truly horrifying.

And this ordinary-looking guy raised it?

Forget it, let’s see his Dao Fu first.

“Alright, there’s a Puppet used for practicing Spirit Techniques here; go ahead and showcase your Dao Fu.”

“Understood.”

After that, they headed to the Spirit Training Hall, where Helong Hall recruited many Spirit Masters who often practiced there. The hall had a wealth of sturdy puppets, each with varying degrees of spirit resistance—some strong, others weak.

As smaller spirit masters trained peacefully, they noticed Mu Yuanfeng and the group approaching, their curiosity piqued.

What are they up to?

While training, they kept a close watch on what was happening over there.

The head spirit master in charge hurried over to greet them, “Honored Sir, it’s a great honor to have you all in our hall. I apologize for any inconveniences; may I ask what brings you here?”

“Bring out the puppet with the highest spirit resistance,” Mu Yuanfeng commanded. The head promptly ordered someone to present it before them.

“Sir Mu, this is the puppet with the highest spirit resistance in the hall. It can endure various high-level spirit attacks—would this be what you wish to showcase?”

“No, let him use it; he will destroy it.”

Mu Yuanfeng pointed at Lin Nuo, leaving the head and the practicing spirit masters astonished. Ni Daye was quick as a flash and adept in combat, but when it came to spirit techniques, he seemed a bit lacking.

Besides, Mu Yiting had often encouraged them; Ni Daye, even at Spirit Realm Level Three, could frequently achieve great feats. The higher-level spirit masters—Four, Five, and Six—had every reason to succeed.

Ni Daye at this Level Three was often made an example of; they all knew that.

“May I ask, Ni Daye?”

“Everyone, step aside; I’m about to begin…”

Lin Nuo hesitated, swallowing the words “show off” when standing before the main leaders.

The crowd parted for him, giving Lin Nuo space. Frankly, using this Dao Fu on a puppet seemed like overkill, but since he needed to demonstrate his skills, so be it.

Other spirit masters directly brandished their wands, reciting lengthy incantations, then unleashed their spirit techniques on the puppet.

But Lin Nuo had to go apply the Dao Fu first, then step back, trying to present himself as a great master.

He had a deep understanding of the puppet’s resistance; after all, he was the one who selected the materials to craft it.

A mid-level version of the new Dao Fu should do; anything too advanced would be a waste.

“Divine Law of the Heavens.”

As a strange name rolled off Lin Nuo’s tongue, a cyclone, flames, and heavenly thunder mixed together in an instant, unleashing a loud explosion.

The puppet vanished in an instant, shaking everyone present to their core for a hundred years.