Chapter 75: Not Thick-Skinned Enough

  At this time, Wentai thought of a sentence: No, no, even if you drink too much and vomit, when you see a beauty, you can't take the first step.

  All along, he has been very confident in his own state of mind, ordinary mentality, the words he likes most are: the more ordinary, the more ordinary, this is the realm he strives to achieve.

  After all these years, because he was initially exposed to the level of Gu Han's master, and then followed him in his practice, and later lived with ordinary people in a small town, and saw many people and things. He felt that he had already been able to remain as still as a mountain, quiet like an ancient well without ripples.

  But today he just knew that it's not enough, at least for now his whole body is burning hot, with a movement of turning around and running or covering his lower body.

  Fortunately, Wén Tāo was not an ordinary person. Given the situation, making any other move would only make everyone feel awkward, and there were still people outside.

  "Wait a minute... " said Wentai, trying to control himself, stepping behind the screen and quickly taking out a set of clothes from his storage ring to put on, but his face was still burning with anger.

  After going through that embarrassing situation just now, Wentao summed it up for himself: Alas, my mental state wasn't good enough; in simpler terms, I'm too thin-skinned.

  Don't think about it, just feel your own power again. As a congenital third-level warrior, there is indeed a turning point. Your body has undergone obvious changes, with a feeling of rebirth. This feeling can only be experienced when transitioning from the acquired realm to the innate realm.

  Now Wen Tao has confidence, even if he faces the two great elders of the Wang family again, he doesn't need to work so hard. He is confident that within ten punches, he can knock them down and make them search for their teeth. Moreover, his own spiritual awareness can now observe the surroundings within a hundred meters.

  After calming down his emotions inside, Wentao walked out and tried not to think about what had just happened. He pretended to be very natural and said: "I've already used the Blood Lotus, but don't worry, because I think adding one or two percent chance with the Blood Lotus is a waste of time. It's better not to have it, after all, one's fate should always be in their own hands for stability. Of course, I must thank you for the Blood Lotus, which helped me make some breakthroughs."

  "The master is right." Ling Lan said: "The master says thank you, Ling Lan dare not accept it, this is to dedicate to the master's land."

  Wen Tao knew that saying more would be useless, but he had to correct him first: "I understand your intention. By the way, you don't want to call me Dr. Wen with them, so just call me boss from now on. Nowadays, the word 'boss' in the secular world is similar to 'master'. It means that you are temporarily working for me, otherwise it would be inconvenient."

  This time, Wen Tao deliberately didn't use a negotiating tone and ended with "this is how it's going to be", fearing he wouldn't agree.

  "As for your tribulation, you don't have to worry about it. I can tell you now that when you go through the tribulation again... hmm" Thinking of their cultivation spanning hundreds or thousands of years, Wen Su added: "As long as I'm still alive, I guarantee you'll pass the tribulation one hundred percent."

  One hundred percent to survive the tribulation? Let's put it another way. Ling Lan would never believe that, it was a heavenly tribulation, even Kunlun and Emei didn't dare say they could definitely pass through, who dared to say so. But now this came from Weng Tao's mouth, Ling Lan believed it unconditionally.

  "Thank...you..."

  "Ah!" Wentao hummed at the doctor: "I just said that a moment ago."

  "Thank you, boss."

  Wen Tao smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's just a title, as long as you have that heart in your mind."

  "Yes, boss."

  Wen Tao originally knew that Ling Lan had arrived and wanted to have a detailed conversation with her about some recent events in the Xiu Zhen realm, as well as her views on them. Because regarding the current situation of Luo Zhen Feng and Hai Chao being ambushed, just when they were telling their families, there were also other people who encountered trouble, so he wanted to discuss this kind of situation with Ling Lan.

  It's just that at this moment, it feels unnatural, Wen Tao took a look at the watch and there were still twenty minutes before the consultation.

  "The time for questioning has arrived, so you go upstairs... to my room to rest for a while, and at noon I still have flowers to discuss with you." It seems that the time used earlier was not long, Wentai looked at the time and it was almost up, so he let her go upstairs first, buffer for a while before talking.

  Ling Lan didn't have any issues and swiftly disappeared. Ever since being ambushed by Xuan Ling last time, Ling Lan had become much more cautious.

  Ling Lan left and the formation automatically dissipated. Wen Tao opened the door to find Yan Lin standing at the entrance, looking like a punching bag.

  With head hung low, two hands clasped together, and feet lightly treading the ground, as if wanting to rub a hole in the earth.

  "Yanlin, what are you doing?"

  Yanlin was taken aback for a moment, then looked up to see Wentao smiling at her.

  "Doctor Wen..." Yanlin's eyes couldn't help but look inside, how could there be no one?

  "Go into the house and tidy up a bit, find a stool to lend me for now, then ask Haitao to buy a new chair later. Get everything ready, let's get started."

  "Oh, okay." Yanlin heard Wentao had something to instruct and immediately nodded in response.

  "Strange... where's everyone..."

  Yanlin's muttering voice was very small, but how could it escape Wentao's ears? He just smiled and didn't say anything. This little girl, her curiosity is really heavy.

  However, following Wén Tāo around, I've seen many strange and bizarre things, although it's strange in my heart but nothing else, including seeing only a pile of ashes on Wén Tāo's stool.

  Everything returned to normal quickly and the clinic resumed business.

  At noon, Wentao called Linglan down when Yanlin went out for lunch and told her what had happened.

  "In the depths of Shu Mountain, nothing has been felt yet... actually..." Ling Lan said: "I once participated in a great war between Shu Mountain and overseas loose cultivators. At that time, most sects were involved, and although the foundation of overseas loose cultivators was not as strong as Shu Mountain, their strength was not weak either. Moreover, once they started fighting, they were exceptionally united, and every battle was extremely brutal. Basically, every thousand years or so, a battle would occur, with many reasons behind it - sometimes it was for treasure, sometimes due to grudges, and many other reasons."

  "Oh!" Ling Lan thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Now let's calculate, it has been more than 900 years since the last battle between Shu Mountain and the overseas loose cultivators. If what Boss said is true, does that mean all these years were deliberately manufactured by someone?"

  Wen Tao smiled and said, "I can only say that there is a possibility for Luo Zhenfeng and Haitian this time, but it's hard to say about the previous ones. After all, if you talk about it, it would be thousands of years, who would be so bored? Besides, if no one can gain anything from it, who would keep creating this battle?"

  Ling Lan said, "From what I can see now, there isn't any other power that has benefited from the battles between Shu Shan and the overseas loose cultivators. Although each battle is fierce, they rarely fight to the very end; usually, when it's almost time, they'll retreat."

  Wen Tao listened and shook his head with a smile: "Is it that you are idle and bored, if so, why bother fighting that battle?"

  Ling Lan shook her head in confusion, and Wen Tao couldn't understand it either. He simply didn't think about it anymore. The current cultivation world had nothing to do with him anyway. He just needed to focus on his own affairs and carefully observe from the side.

  "Still busy with the tsunami, where's Dr. Wen?" A voice came from outside, and just by listening to it, you could tell that Luo Zhenfeng was in a good mood.

  "Doctor Wen is discussing something inside, no one is allowed to enter now." Haichao's character makes people feel at ease, although the time is not long, but such things, Wentao has handed over to Haichao. Because Linglan had set up an array, so they could hear outside while being inside, and also hear inside while being outside.

  Ling Lan had said some things earlier, and Wentao also said what he wanted to say, and they had all asked about what they wanted to know.

  Wen Tao had Ling Lan lift the seal, allowing Luo Zhenfeng to enter.

  "Are you happy?"

  Luozhen Feng is now convinced of Wentai from the bottom of his heart, although he was tortured every time, but the benefits he got were also obvious, Jindan middle period, plus continuous progress in all aspects.

  At this time, Luo Zhenfeng had already walked out of his previous emotions and said with great pleasure: "Cool! Just now I was racing with a group of kids, and there was a bastard who lost but still dared to play tough with me. As a result, I gave them all a good beating, especially that rich kid who led the way. Haha... He will definitely not recognize his own mother when he goes back home, I beat him into a pulp, like a monkey."

  "Ordinary person?"

  "Right!"

  "Shameless……" The tsunami brought in a new chair that had just been unpacked, and asked Wentao to remove the temporary small stool underneath, sat down on the new chair, and gave a fair evaluation of someone's behavior.

  Wen Tao also nodded and said: "En, agree with you. You still have the nerve to say it's cool when fighting ordinary people!!"

  Luo Zhenfeng didn't think much of it: "What's called shameless, I'm the one who beat them up, if I had a weakness, they would have beaten me, those few kids each had several masters by their side. Moreover, I sealed off my golden elixir and relied solely on my physical body to fight them, how about that, isn't it impressive?"

  "It's nothing serious." Haitang replied seriously and went out to continue working.

  Lu Zhenfeng was so angry that he chased after him to argue, while Wen Tao just smiled and didn't bother with them. He then instructed Ling Lan on some matters, this time when they returned, apart from collecting herbs, he also had her check on some information and intelligence about the Cultivation world. Although it hadn't involved himself yet, Wen Tao liked to make preparations in advance, grasping the direction of the situation.

  However, he did not know that an unexpected event that he had not noticed had already been counted on his head, and the matter was what Luo Zhenfeng had just told him...

  Shanghai, Wangjia Branch

  "Bang...... crash......" Wang Ningxuan's angry palm pierced the wall beside him, and bricks fell to the ground.

  Wang Tianyun's sweat drops as big as beans fell from his face, and he didn't expect that one wave had not yet subsided when another wave rose, but this time the matter was too serious.

  Others were as silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe loudly in the face of King Ningxuan's anger. Everyone knew that King Ningxuan was like a barrel of gunpowder now, and no one dared to touch him, lest he explode at any moment.

  But anyone else would be the same in this situation.

  In front of Wang Ningxuan, the best medical staff were busy at work. Wang Botao and his four subordinates all lay in bed.

  Just then, the medical staff gave Wang Ningxuan an explosive message after the initial examination. Wang Botao's lower body, or his little brother's position, was seriously injured and had to be amputated. His life could be saved, but he would become a "eunuch" of the new era.

  "Tell me, who... is who... what exactly happened?" Wang Ningxuan picked up the bodyguard lying beside him on the bed, whose body had been broken in over a dozen places, his eyes bloodshot.

  "Ah......" The bodyguard, who was being held by Wang Ningxuan, touched his wound and let out a painful cry. However, no matter how much pain he was in, he knew that he had to answer Wang Ningxuan's question immediately, or else his life would be in danger.

  "It's... Shuxin... Clinic... The people of Shuxin Clinic!!!"

  Shu Xin Clinic, Wang Ningxuan was no stranger, there was a mysterious and unpredictable person, Wentao.

  "You said... it's Wentao..."

  "No... " The bodyguard continued with a pained expression.

  Wang Botao has been feeling depressed lately, while Wang Ningxuan is busy contacting people to prepare for a fight with the Kong family. With nothing better to do, Wang Botao took his men out for a street racing spree. As it happens, street racing has its own circle, and as a result of the racing, conflicts arose.

  The other party was even more ruthless than Wang Botao, and both sides started a fierce fight. Wang Botao went up and directly kicked the other party with a sweep kick, almost disabling him. However, the other party counterattacked and kicked Wang Botao, and by the time his companions rushed over, Wang Botao had already been knocked out.

  They were also knocked down afterwards. Wang Botao cursed in pain, telling him to wait for his death, and scolding him if he had the guts to say who he was.

  The other party came up and kicked Wang Botao's lower body a few times, saying it was to punish him for playing with yin, letting him experience the most severe consequences. Afterwards, he left a message saying that he would be waiting at Shuxin Clinic, ready for someone to come find him.

  These few people have met Wentai before and were also beaten by him. They are very sure that person is not Wentai.

  "Ah......" Wang Ningxuan roared in anger. He raised his hand to kill this useless waste. His own son had become a eunuch, and they would have to pay with their lives as well.

  However, his hand stopped again. There were people he had brought with him, some important figures from the Shanghai branch. At this time, if he took the initiative to kill someone for personal gain, it would not be enough to convince everyone.

  "Bang..." Wang Ningxuan threw his hand to the side and said in a stern voice: "Multiple times of failing to protect the young master, hand him over to the Law Enforcement Department for punishment according to family rules."

  Wang Tianyun hastily replied: "Yes."

  Wang Botao is already having surgery inside. After Wang Ningxuan asked, the other four people also pushed away. Wang Ningxuan stood there, his heart was like a volcano erupting, like the scorching hot magma.

  Wen Tao, you little brat, you've gone too far! I, Wang Ningxuan, swear that I will kill you.

  No matter what method is used, you will be killed!!

  Kong Family

  Kong Jie accompanied Wang Ningxuan and others to drink tea outside, the tea was good, but everyone's mind was not on the tea, all were quietly waiting.

  Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao's super meeting will decide many things.

  Everyone's heart is thinking about what will be inside.

  Kong family's inner house has a artificial lake with a cool pavilion

  "How do you look?" Dongfang Yijian, who looked like he was only in his forties, had a sharp and stern face that commanded respect without being angry. If one hadn't seen him before, they wouldn't have thought that this was the highest-ranking member of the Dongfang family, on par with Kong Wenhao, the most respected Dongfang Yijian.

  Kong Wenhao had circled around the two elders for dozens of rounds, studying them for over three hours. Finally, he slowly stood up and shook his head in dismay: "No way, it's really too strange. What kind of acupoint technique is this person using? It's so bizarre that now these two people are just like they've never practiced martial arts before."

  "Don't mention three hours, I've spent three days researching and haven't found any issues, but you know their original abilities."

  At this time, in front of Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao, were the Great Elder and Third Elder, but at this moment they had lost consciousness, their acupoints sealed by Dongfang Yijian, fearing that they would speak randomly.

  "Wen Tao... Wen Tao..." Kong Wenhao muttered to himself several times: "When Kong Jie mentioned him to me, I was quite curious. But now it's not like before, and I didn't think too much about it. I just wanted to find an opportunity to take a look at this young man and see how formidable he is. But now it seems..."

  It seems we're on the same page; we should go see this Wentai.

  Everyone thought that Kong Wenhao and Dongfang Yijian had some contradictions, but they didn't know that the two of them admired each other, although they didn't interact much, they were actually close friends.

  "This is simple." Kong Wenhao's main attention was still on the Great Elder and the Third Elder, using all the means he could think of to get out. Hearing Dongfang Yijian say this, he raised his head and said: "Kong Jie has a good relationship with him, today I saw his true abilities, I also want to see this young genius."

  "Awesome." Dongfang Yijian had been studying for three days, so Kong Wenhao didn't bother to investigate further. After trying some of his own unique ideas and shaking his head in dismay, he said: "This method is something I've never heard of or seen before. After decades of closed-door meditation to break through the limits of martial arts, only today did I realize that there's a higher level beyond this world. Probably only they possess such methods."

  As the former head of the Kong family, a large clan, Kong Wenhao, who had lived for over a hundred years, naturally knew about the existence of cultivators. To them, however, they were undoubtedly existences akin to immortals.

  "What about those people outside?" Dongfang Yijian looked at Kong Wenhao and said, "Do you need me to directly send someone to represent the Dongfang family and show our support? That way, they'll all behave themselves."

  When Kong Jie first had this idea, it was a grand and detailed one. After hearing it, Kong Wenhao sighed and felt that he had grown old. The ideas of young people were beyond his grasp. At the time, he took Kong Jie, who was still very young and had just entered the world of martial arts, to meet Dongfang Yijian once and shared his idea with him.

  As modern technology advances, martial arts gradually decline. Several hundred years ago, the world's top martial artists were all First Heaven Seventh Level, while Sixth Level warriors were numerous and merely regional heroes. Now, Kong Wen Hao and Dong Fang Yi Jian stand at the pinnacle as mere Sixth Level warriors.

  Regarding Kong's idea of revitalizing martial arts, Dongfang Yijian only said one sentence after listening: "Your future achievements will surely surpass ours, go all out and do it."

  So when Wang Ningxuan and others went to invite Dongfang Yijian out, it was just to help their old friends meet.

  Kong Wenhao smiled and said, "No need to, Kong Jie's ideas are good, but he is still too young. If everything goes smoothly without effort and setbacks, it might not be a good thing either. When it's not necessary, you and I don't have to interfere too much. Let him go through the struggles himself."

  Afterwards, Wang Ningxuan and others who had been waiting outside received the news that the Dongfang family would not intervene in this matter, but would still support the martial arts world to progress together. As for Kong Wenhao and Dongfang Yijian, they would not ask about this matter.

  This news is a mix of joy and worry for everyone, but it's also somewhat strange. The words spread by Dongfang Yijian and Kong Wenhao together don't seem like the result of a fight or a competition between the two.

  Now Wang Ningxuan has no information to calm down and think about it, the overall situation of the martial arts world cannot be changed. It's just a struggle for power, which is the next big show, but what Wang Ningxuan thinks more about in his heart is revenge, how to deal with Wen Tao.

  Kong Jie suddenly invited him, and Wen Tao was somewhat unexpected.

  Kong Jie drove himself to pick up Wen Tao. All the way, Wen Tao didn't say much either. It wasn't until they were about to arrive at Kong's house that Kong Jie couldn't help but speak up.

  "You don't even ask, what's the matter with you looking for me?"

  Wen Tao smiled and said: "You're going to say it now!"

  "You're ruthless!" Kong Jie was speechless, feeling like he had walked into a trap. It turned out that this was what they were waiting for him all along. But he really had to admire Wen Tao's calm and composed demeanor. Kong Jie deliberately said: "You say that, I don't want to say anything now."

  Wen Tao closed his eyes, slightly reclined the car seat, and lay there. The answer would always be revealed in due time. When it was time to rush, he rushed; when it wasn't, Wen Tao never rushed.

  "Haha......" Seeing Wén Tāo like this, Kǒng Jié shook his head and smiled: "It seems that I had already lost when I opened my mouth earlier."

  He closed his eyes and lay there, saying: "It's not like we're fighting against an enemy, whether you know it a moment earlier or later, you still have to face it. There's no big difference, let alone winning or losing. If everything in life is about winning or losing, it's too tiring."

  "It's also right." At this time, the car had already entered the courtyard. Seeing that it was Kong Jie's car, they let it pass all the way. Kong Jie's words took another turn: "It's not right either. If you don't go to fight for it, how can society have winners and losers? However, listening to your words now, I feel like the Zen flavor is very strong, huh, very much like a high-ranking official."

  Wen Tao smiled faintly: "What Zen, I'm saying this now, and when it comes to fighting, I won't show any mercy. And who's the superior one? When you lower your head to look down, everyone is a superior person. I'm just a doctor, the kind that's very ordinary, with all sorts of desires. The more I am like this, the more I occasionally pretend to be elegant. If you say I'm a superior person even if I'm like this, then I can only say, you're too talented."

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