Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1244 - 1244 74 The Fool Achieves Merit_5

Chapter 1244: Chapter 74: The Fool Achieves Merit_5 Chapter 1244: Chapter 74: The Fool Achieves Merit_5 “Stop spouting crap, you pig! That’s obvious! Don’t call yourself ‘Grandmaster Lan Dan’ anymore, call yourself ‘Grand Pig Lan’ instead!”

“Cough… my wife calls me that too…”

Everyone: “…”

You really are something, big brother.

“Continue?”

Grandmaster Lan Dan, trying hard to please, faced the other three players with a succinct count of his losses and handed it over, “Let’s get started…”

The mahjong tiles rattled.

The other two were listless.

But they still had to play—maybe the next round they’d win against Lan Dan?

That would be pretty cool, right?

Grandmaster Meng Hun, not having a turn, was scratching his head in frustration, his feet cramping from the agitation, “Let me in, let me in, Lan Dan. You rest, I’ll win your money back.”

“You haven’t caught a break today; you wish!” Lan Dan stood his ground, seriously picking and meticulously arranging the tiles.

“I can win it back for you…” Grandmaster Meng Hun started pleading, “Any winnings would be yours, I won’t take them!”

“I have money!”

Grandmaster Lan Dan firmly rejected him, “I’m wealthy enough; losing doesn’t scare me!”

Grandmaster Meng Hun: “…”

You damn mallet!

Lose all you want, I don’t care!

Feng Yin floated over.

“Grandmaster Meng Hun? Just hanging around?”

“Ah, Doctor Feng, any guidance for me?”

“Who am I to guide you, Grandmaster? In practice, I keep feeling some moves aren’t quite right, so I specially asked for your advice.”

“Shall we have a spar then?”

“Exactly what I was hoping you would offer.”

Bored out of his mind from watching others play mahjong for the last two days, his eyes strainy and his heart on a fryer, having no other choice,

It was like being sleepy and someone throwing you a pillow.

He excitedly stood up, “Let’s go!”

The two walked side by side.

Lan Dan shouted from behind, “Remember the rules when you come back; no healing!”

“Hehe…”

From afar, the proud voice of Grandmaster Meng Hun could be heard, “You think I’m one of these four pieces of trash…”

His voice faded.

Yellow Wind watched Meng Hun leave in high spirits, smirking and saying faintly, “They really think we’re addicted to mahjong… hanging out with Doctor Feng for training is like having the world’s greatest… hehehe…”

“Outside the gambling room!”

Grandmaster Hidden Blade pulled out five thousand top-grade spirit crystals.

“I bet that Meng Hun will have five bumps on his head when he returns!”

“I bet three!”

“I bet six!”

“Then I’ll stick with four.”

They agreed the bets could only be placed on the numbers three, four, five, or six.

No other bets allowed.

Suddenly, a pile of gleaming top-grade spirit crystals was stacked to one side.

Grandmaster Lan Dan went all in with ten thousand!

He counted on this to win back his losses.

Unable to win at mahjong, could he also not win this?

…

Elsewhere.

Feng Yin kept executing ‘Horizontal Blade Across the Sky.’

Grandmaster Meng Hun tried his best to defend.

Each time felt more exhausting than the last.

“This move is really powerful… why still practice it?”

“How about you feel this blade?”

The move ‘Rending the Heavens’ roared towards him.

Grandmaster Meng Hun cried out, tumbling awkwardly, a bump forming on his forehead.

He stood up, a face full of grievance.

“This is the second blade, and what we’ve been endlessly practicing is the third. Do you see the problem now, Grandmaster?”

“I see.”

Meng Hun looked dejected.

He wanted to go back to watching the mahjong game.

“Please guide me further.”

Feng Yin demonstrated the moves over and over.

Grandmaster Meng Hun perked up, focusing intensely—on the one hand defending, and on the other analyzing—he couldn’t afford to tarnish the mighty name of a grandmaster.

After all, he is a top entity on this continent.

After dozens of attempts…

Grandmaster Meng Hun concluded, “There’s no issue with the technique; the execution is fluid and agile, the momentum isn’t lacking, so the only possible issue must be with the mental state.”

“Mental state!”

Feng Yin sheathed his blade, furrowing his brow.

This aspect, he had pondered over many times.

But he could not grasp what the mental state for this particular move should be.

For the images transmitted by the blade were simple.

There wasn’t even an enemy.

There was only a towering figure like a mountain, as he drew his sword from its scabbard and strode forward. With one step, his long hair swirled into the air with a whoosh.

It was as if he had encountered a hurricane right in front of him.

Then, with a twist of his waist, he swung his sword.

The entire sky lit up with a flash of sword light that suddenly spanned across it, the blade’s glow flickering intensely, illuminating the whole world!

It sparkled like a river of stars.

With this sword strike, it would land exactly where I wanted.

No one could block it!

Even, wiping out the world with this move was just a thought away!

But it was this state of mind that Feng Yin could never grasp!

“Try again!”

“Okay…fine.”

On the surface, the Grand Dream Sovereign appeared suave and eager.

But inside, he was utterly bitter!

Tomorrow, even if I have to cheat, I must obtain it.

I’m never going through this torture again!

It was simply a one-sided beating!

…

Several hours later, Feng Yin went to inspect the woods again.

The Grand Dream Sovereign, with bumps all over his head and body scurried back to the card table!

Four people crowded around him.

They didn’t even play mah-jongg anymore—they just held the Grand Dream Sovereign down, immobilizing him completely!

“What are you doing, what are you doing?”

The Grand Dream Sovereign shouted in anger, “Don’t go too far!”

The four didn’t care.

They carefully counted the bumps on his head.

A cheer erupted, “Six! It’s really six! I won hahaha… Pay up, pay up, ten thousand each!”

Lan Dan, the Grand Sovereign, won!

This made everyone else furious.

This kid won again…

Damn it, he recovers his losses every day like this, it’s just unbearable…

…

Feng Yin returned beneath the tree, pondering and enlightening.

Where did the problem lie?

…

Feng Ying and Dong Xiaoyan arrived at the Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace, where everyone was researching the Evil Spirits’ malevolent thoughts.

What they saw were everyone with gloomy, worried faces.

Before them were hundreds of items radiating green light like small lanterns.

They were life forces enveloping the malevolent thoughts of Evil Spirits.

One by one, Dong Canglan and the others either furrowed their brows in thought, bowed their heads, pulled at their hair, or paced back and forth with hands behind their backs.

All bore expressions of being at their wits’ end.

No one spoke as Dong Xiaoyan entered.

“Think again if there’s any other way.”

Dong Canglan said sternly, face tense, “My son-in-law went to great lengths to capture so many, and you can’t even think of a way to deal with them, isn’t that disgraceful?”

The senior elders all gave him a look of disdain.

How come it sounded like it was your achievement?

So, you’re the only one who thought of a way?

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Dong Xiaoyan tiptoed to her mother, about to sit down.

Lady Dong turned her head with furrowed brows, “You’re still not pregnant?”

Dong Xiaoyan: “????”

“How many years has it been?” Lady Dong angrily said, “Did I really give birth to someone who can’t lay eggs?”

Dong Xiaoyan: “…”

I shouldn’t have come!

She pouted instantly.

In Dong Xiaoyan’s embrace, Feng Ying, seemingly contemplative, looked up at Dong Xiaoyan, then blinked and lowered his head.

Thinking to himself, “Can’t lay eggs? Hmm? If it were me… hmm, there would have been dozens of broods by now…”

“Despised…”

“Looks like I need to hurry up!”

Lady Dong shoved Dong Xiaoyan, “Off you go, can’t even have children, don’t clutter up the place here! You’re delaying important work!”

Dong Xiaoyan felt like her chest might explode.

I am your biological daughter, how can you say that.

Fuming, she approached a cluster of green light, stared at the gray mist of Evil Spirits under the green light, and yelled, “This thing, my man brought it all for you, and you can’t think of any solution, you people of Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace are really useless!”

Everyone turned with twitching faces.

Dong Canglan’s face darkened and he was about to raise his hand.

Dong Xiaoyan, filled with rage, suddenly waved her hand, and a fireball dropped into the grey shadow enveloped in green, “Burn the Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace down with a single fire!”

Everyone slapped the table, “How dare you!”

Just then,

Suddenly Dong Pingjiang jumped up, his eyes wide, “This, this, this…”

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