C14 Please Teach Me in the Future!

"Sect Master, Altar Master White Turtle Longevity requests an audience," announced a disciple of the Celestial Eagle Cult from outside the door.

Upon hearing this, Yinn Tianzheng quickly responded, "Let him in at once."

Lee Tianyuan chuckled, "Looks like your esteemed grandson has arrived."

Shortly after, White Turtle Longevity entered with Lin Yuanjian and Zhang Wuji.

"Grandfather!" Zhang Wuji exclaimed with delight upon seeing the white-browed elder seated before him.

"Wuji, it is indeed you!" Yinn Tianzheng leapt from his seat, clapping Zhang Wuji on the shoulder with a hearty laugh. "It's been over a decade, and look how you've grown."

When Zhang Cushan and Yinn Susu had returned to the Central Plains years ago, they brought young Zhang Wuji to meet with Yinn Tianzheng at the Celestial Eagle Cult. Now, after all these years, Yinn Tianzheng could still discern familiar traits in Zhang Wuji's countenance, especially the resemblance to Yinn Susu.

"Grandfather, you're as vigorous as ever," Zhang Wuji said, his eyes glistening with emotion.

"Congratulations to the Sect Master and Young Master Wuji on this joyous reunion. I shall take my leave now," White Turtle Longevity said, bowing before exiting with Wuji.

"Uncle, Hall Master Lee!" Zhang Wuji greeted Yinn Yewang and Lee Tianyuan.

Lee Tianyuan gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.

Yinn Yewang teased with a smile, "You rascal, it's been over a decade, and only now do you come to visit your uncle?"

Yinn Tianzheng expressed his concern, "Wuji, how have you been faring in Wudang? Has anyone given you trouble?"

"Wuji has been well in Wudang, though the journey has had its challenges. I'll share more with you later, Grandfather. For now, allow me to introduce my master."

Lin Yuanjian greeted them with neither arrogance nor humility, "The Eagle King's reputation precedes him. It's an honor to meet you at last, I am Lin Yuanjian."

The leaders of the Celestial Eagle Cult immediately turned their attention to Lin Yuanjian.

Yinn Tianzheng appraised Lin Yuanjian without detecting anything particularly remarkable, and burst into laughter, "Young man, to hear that you are Wuji's master is quite surprising!"

Lee Tianyuan stroked his beard, interjecting, "Master, appearances can be deceiving. Youth does not preclude one from teaching."

"Young man, I mean no disrespect. Wuji chose you as his master for good reason. Please, have a seat," Yinn Tianzheng offered graciously.

"Thank you, Eagle King," Lin Yuanjian replied, about to sit and enjoy a cup of tea when Yinn Yewang abruptly stood, thumping his chest, "Honestly, I, Yinn Yewang, am not yet convinced. Let's settle this with a duel. If you best me, you'll have my respect."

Yinn Tianzheng's brow furrowed, "Yewang, show some decorum."

"I reserve my respect for the truly skilled," Yinn Yewang declared haughtily. "So tell me, will you fight or not?"

Faced with yet another skeptic of his role as Zhang Wuji's master, Lin Yuanjian massaged his forehead. It seemed he encountered such doubts wherever he went. He was truly beleaguered. Yet outwardly, he smiled and said, "Hall Master Yinn, your forthright spirit is commendable. If I were to refuse, I'd be nothing but a coward."

"Alright, let's do this," Yinn Yewang bellowed with laughter, leaping nimbly to land firmly in the center of the hall.

Lin Yuanjian approached, his face calm and composed.

Seeing their readiness, Yinn Tianzheng decided not to intervene. Besides, he was curious about Lin Yuanjian's capabilities.

"Wuji, how skilled is your little master in martial arts?"

Zhang Wuji swelled with pride. "My great uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle, sixth uncle, and seventh uncle together couldn't match him. Even my grandmaster holds him in high esteem and great admiration."

"What?" Yinn Tianzheng and Lee Tianyuan were astounded. The Wudang Five Heroes not his match? Could you be exaggerating on behalf of your master?

Yinn Yewang, with his keen hearing and Zhang Wuji not whispering, felt a surge of panic. "The Wudang Five Heroes can't defeat him? Is he that formidable? Maybe Wuji is just trying to intimidate me." But with no turning back, he couldn't show any sign of retreat, regardless of the opponent's strength.

Lin Yuanjian invited, "Hall Master Yinn, make your move."

Yinn Tianzheng and Lee Tianyuan watched intently, ready to discern the truth of Zhang Wuji's claims through the ensuing clash.

Yinn Yewang let out a fierce cry, his fingers curling into a claw, swooping down on Lin Yuanjian like a predatory eagle, the fierce energy swirling between his claws truly fearsome.

A hit from that claw could shatter bones.

Lee Tianyuan observed, "Yinn Yewang's Eagle Claw Grappling Hand has at least 80% of your power."

Yinn Tianzheng gave a slight nod, "Decent, but he still needs several more years of refinement."

As Yinn Yewang unleashed his formidable strike, Lin Yuanjian sidestepped, his right hand's two fingers stabbing lightning-fast towards Yinn Yewang's left rib.

"Ah!" Yinn Yewang screamed, his Genuine Qi severed in an instant, his internal energy chaotically surging.

He rolled away quickly, and as he looked up to counterattack, he saw Lin Yuanjian's fingers poised at his eyes. A mere push and he, Yinn Yewang, would be blinded for life.

"Thank you for the match, Hall Master Yinn," Lin Yuanjian said, retracting his fingers and offering a fist-and-palm salute.

"A true master," Yinn Tianzheng exclaimed, his voice quivering. "Such martial arts prowess is exceedingly rare in this world."

Lee Tianyuan was utterly dumbfounded. To defeat Yinn Yewang in a single move—what did that signify? Even if the Celestial Eagle Cult's finest were to face him, they'd be dispatched as effortlessly as one might swat a chicken.

"Incredible. He discerned Yinn Yewang's flow of qi in an instant and cut it off with such speed, leaving Yinn Yewang powerless and defeated," Yinn Tianzheng analyzed, his keen eyesight revealing the cause of Yinn Yewang's defeat.

Lee Tianyuan, still reeling from the shock, sighed, "Your grandson has chosen an exceptional master."

Yinn Yewang, after a moment of stunned silence, rose with a rueful smile. "Young Master Lin's martial arts are beyond compare. I, Yinn Yewang, have much to learn. My attempts were laughable in comparison."

Lin Yuanjian consistently displayed humility, remarking, "Oh, it was nothing special. I merely took advantage of a little trick to secure a narrow victory."

A trick? Yinn Tianzheng's face contorted slightly. To discern an opponent's weakness in a mere glance and strike with precision was a feat of exceptional insight and meticulous control over the nuances of combat, not something just anyone could achieve.

"Today, Young Master Lin has truly been an eye-opener for me. Who would have thought that the martial arts world would be graced with such a heroic young talent!" Yinn Tianzheng lavished praise without end.

Lin Yuanjian remained modest, "You flatter me too much, Eagle King."

Yinn Tianzheng advised, "Yinn Yewang, you should definitely seize any future opportunity to learn from Young Master Lin. His guidance could benefit you for a lifetime."

Yinn Yewang, thoroughly convinced by his loss, expressed his respect, "Young Master Lin, I look forward to your future teachings."

With a light smile, Lin Yuanjian responded, "We shall have another friendly match when the opportunity arises."

Delighted, Yinn Yewang exclaimed, "It would be my honor!"