"When will Lord Shimo be coming next?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Lord Shimo will be coming tomorrow."
"It's precisely because Lord Shimo is coming tomorrow that everyone in the city has come back early."
"Because the things Lord Shimo gave us require his activation to work at their best," the young man explained.
This also helped Chu Feng understand why every household in the city was so lively.
As it turned out, it was all because this Shimo was coming.
"If it's tomorrow, then I can wait." Chu Feng thought to himself.
Originally, he had figured that if this Shimo wasn't coming anytime soon, he wouldn't waste his time waiting around here.
He would simply tell them the truth — that Shimo wasn't a bad person — help them remove the harmful things inside their bodies, and then leave.
But since Shimo was coming after all, that was even better. Not only could he deal with the man once and for all, but he might also be able to extract some information from him.
If what the young man said was true and Shimo really did possess such power, then given his potential, he would likely hold some standing even within the Prison Sect. He should know a thing or two.
"I don't suppose I've caught this young hero's name yet?" the young man's father asked.
"His name is Chu Feng," the young man blurted out.
"Chu Feng? Your name is Chu Feng?"
"Is it this Chu? This Feng?"
The young man's eldest brother even wrote Chu Feng's name out on the table with tea water to confirm.
"That's correct," Chu Feng said.
"That name is no good. You should change it."
The eldest brother's face, which had been full of smiles just moments ago, immediately lost some of its warmth.
"What's wrong with it?" Chu Feng asked.
"Isn't it the same name as Young Master Chu Feng, the son of Lord Jie Ranqing?" the eldest brother said.
"I can't share that name with Chu Feng?" Chu Feng asked.
"Forget it, forget it. It's fine."
The eldest brother turned and walked outside to practice his martial techniques in the courtyard.
"Big Brother Chu, please don't take it personally."
"My eldest brother — he's especially obsessed with genius figures."
"Ever since he was little, he's been a huge admirer of Lord Jie Ranqing. He'd go around asking about every story he could find about Lord Jie Ranqing."
"And after Chu Feng appeared, he became even more of a fanatic about Chu Feng."
"He's even gotten into fights with people over Chu Feng a few times. Once he took a pretty serious beating," the young man quietly explained.
"Oh my, so he's your fanboy," Eggie chuckled.
"Yunxiao — this child is a bit stubborn. Please don't hold it against him," the young man's mother explained.
"It's fine, it's no big deal." Chu Feng smiled, then stood up and walked outside.
"You practice fist techniques, don't you?" Chu Feng asked the eldest brother.
"You're a Spirit World Master — you also understand martial cultivation?"
The eldest brother stopped what he was doing and looked at Chu Feng.
"Actually, I'm more skilled in martial cultivation," Chu Feng said.
"Really? Then could you give me some guidance?" Hearing this, the eldest brother's face lit up with joy.
Even the young man ran outside to see the excitement.
"Do you feel like your movements are perfectly standard, but you can't unleash the power described in the technique?" Chu Feng asked.
"Yes, yes, that's exactly it!" The eldest brother nodded vigorously repeatedly.
"Your power distribution is wrong. You have the form but not the force behind it. Training like this over and over is useless no matter how many times you do it. You need to grasp the key points," Chu Feng said.
"Then help me figure out how to grasp them."
The eldest brother produced a scroll that contained the training method for that very martial technique.
But Chu Feng didn't even look at it. A low-level technique like this — he had no need to study it. He could casually create a whole pile of them on the spot.
"Let me teach you a martial technique."
And so, based on the eldest brother's current cultivation level and the offensive characteristics Chu Feng had observed from his practice just moments ago, he created a technique perfectly suited to him.
With Chu Feng's guidance added on top, the eldest brother fully mastered it in just half a shi-chen.
"That level of comprehension is honestly giving me a headache."
"Looks like I'm not cut out for teaching."
Chu Feng sighed to himself.
In his eyes, a technique like this — if he were to guide someone in learning it, anyone with decent talent would be able to master it after a single demonstration, or even just a verbal explanation.
But the eldest brother — he'd had to spend a full half shi-chen teaching him.