LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 11:
Chapter 11: The Bamboo Staff… Flew?!:
The attendant was reluctant but, fearing the man’s wrath, had no choice but to continue preparing the tea.
Lu Chen frowned slightly.
Why were there always people who preyed on the weak, no matter where he went?
His gaze shifted slightly, and in his peripheral vision, he took in the man’s appearance.
Broad shoulders, a thick waist, a face full of rough features, and a beard that made him look even more intimidating.
Even the size of his thigh could put the attendant’s entire waist to shame.
No wonder the attendant was so afraid.
Just as Lu Chen was about to look away, the man suddenly turned his eyes toward him.
“What are you looking at? Stare any longer, and I’ll gouge your eyes out!”
Lu Chen didn’t respond and continued sipping his tea.
By now, the attendant had finished preparing the tea.
“Master Hu, your tea… about the payment—”
The man immediately stood up, slamming his palm down on the attendant’s head.
“I’m doing you a favor by drinking here! Don’t mention money to me!”
The force of the blow left the attendant dizzy. He wobbled for a moment before collapsing onto the ground.
This was just a small tea stand. If people kept drinking without paying, how could it survive?
Yet, no matter how wronged the attendant felt, he dared not complain.
“Where’s my good wine and food? Why hasn’t it been served yet?”
Before the attendant could even speak, a cold, sharp voice rang out.
“This is a tea stand, not a tavern.”
“Heh, so we’ve got a mouthy one here! Since you don’t know your place, I’ll just beat you both!”
As he spoke, the man rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a stool from the side.
The attendant panicked and shouted, “Sir, run! He’ll really attack you!”
Lu Chen sneered, glancing at the man with a calm expression, showing no intention of leaving.
The attendant hurriedly dusted himself off and tried to say something to defuse the situation.
But before he could get a word out, the man had already swung the stool toward Lu Chen.
At that critical moment, Lu Chen moved his finger slightly, tracing a strange gesture in mid-air.
In an instant, an invisible force erupted.
The bamboo staff on the tea table suddenly flew into the air!
“Clang!”
The bamboo staff intercepted the stool!
It hovered in mid-air, refusing to fall!
The attendant’s jaw dropped in shock.
The burly man’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
“What the hell is this?! It’s broad daylight—are you summoning demons?!”
Though he spoke with bravado, he was already panicking inside.
He tightened his grip and pushed down harder—
But no matter how much strength he used, the stool couldn’t move past the bamboo staff.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The burly man staggered backward several steps before completely losing his balance and falling flat on his back.
“Pfft!”
Blood spurted from his mouth as the stool landed firmly on the ground.
As if sensing the outcome, the bamboo staff gently floated back in front of Lu Chen.
“Debts must be repaid. That’s the natural order.”
Lu Chen’s voice was calm as he spoke these eight words.
The burly man froze before scrambling to pull out a coin pouch from his robe and tossing it to the attendant.
“It’s all in there! The tea money for the past year—every last coin!”
Without waiting for a response, he turned and fled, terrified.
Just as Lu Chen finished the last sip of his Lotus Heart Tea, he placed the empty bowl down and stood up.
The attendant was still in a daze, unable to react.
By the time he snapped out of it, Lu Chen had already walked away.
Holding the heavy coin pouch, the attendant turned to look in the direction Lu Chen had disappeared—
Then, with a thud, he fell to his knees and bowed deeply.
“Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you!”
Mystic Spirit Holy Sect.
Elder Chu Feng led a group to Jade Spirit Mountain but returned in a sorry state.
Elder Xu Qingshan tried to track down Lu Chen but found nothing.
Aside from the demonic cave remaining quiet, there was no good news at all.
The passing of Elder Bai Xuan only deepened the already stifling atmosphere within the sect.
No one spoke of it, but everyone knew—
For now, all divinations and prophecies would have to be put on hold.
If Elder Bai Xuan’s personal disciple, Meng Yu, came out of seclusion, things might improve.
Inside the grand hall, Yu Yanxue furrowed her delicate brows, faint worry lingering between them.
She seemed unsure of what course to take next.
Suddenly, a young boy in white robes rushed into the hall.
“Greetings, Sect Master!”
“Senior Sister Meng Yu has come out of seclusion!”
Everyone was stunned.
“Meng Yu is finally out? After more than ten years in seclusion, she must have achieved something great!”
“She’s Elder Bai Xuan’s personal disciple—he taught her everything he knew before he passed.”
“This is wonderful news! With Senior Sister Meng Yu around, the Heaven’s Extreme Pavilion will surely flourish again!”
Hearing the excited murmurs, Yu Yanxue’s expression softened.
With Meng Yu’s divination skills, the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect might finally gain some insight into the future.
“Where is Meng Yu now?”
The young boy hesitated before answering.
“Senior Sister Meng Yu… has gone down the mountain.”
The moment he spoke, the excitement in the room shifted into confusion.
She went down the mountain?
Why would she leave immediately after coming out of seclusion?
If there was something important to handle, she should have at least reported to the Sect Master first.
Did she really dare to act so recklessly?
Chi Lingxiao’s face darkened, and he let out a cold snort.
“Meng Yu really is fearless. She’s been spoiled by Elder Bai Xuan!”
The entire hall fell silent.
No one dared to comment further.
Yu Yanxue’s expression also turned cold.
“Did she say why she was leaving?”
The young boy trembled slightly, then stammered out a few words.
“Senior Sister Meng Yu said… she’s going to find Senior Brother.”
Senior Brother?
Lu Chen?!
The name flashed through everyone’s minds, and in that instant, the entire hall fell into a stunned silence.
This Meng Yu—
Was she trying to defy the heavens?
The sect had just cut all ties with Lu Chen.
Yet Meng Yu, without even seeking approval, was going straight to him?
“Master, Meng Yu is too arrogant! Just like Lu Chen! I will go bring her back immediately!”
Chi Lingxiao’s eyes burned with anger.
He gripped his sword tightly, ready to storm out at any moment.
Qi Ze, standing nearby, remained silent, his gaze flickering with thought.
Ever since Lu Chen left, strange events had been happening within the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect.
And now, Meng Yu was making such a sudden move…
Could she have already foreseen something?
Yu Yanxue studied the faces before her and finally spoke.
“Let her go. She’ll return once she’s done.”
Her words only deepened everyone’s suspicions.
It seemed like the Sect Master already knew that Meng Yu was going to leave.
Had she secretly assigned her a task?
Before anyone could question further, Yu Yanxue turned and left, her cold figure disappearing from sight.
Chi Lingxiao nudged Qi Ze and blinked several times.
Qi Ze coughed lightly and pretended not to notice.
Even he was completely confused.
What exactly was the Sect Master planning?
As they pondered in silence, a woman in blue robes had already arrived at the foot of Jade Spirit Mountain.
Her bright eyes and elegant features radiated a graceful yet urgent aura.
As she walked, her robes fluttered softly.
But her gaze carried undeniable anxiety.
Her eyes swept across the tea stand—
And suddenly, they lit up.