Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 33 Grand Tutor, is your name Little Monkey?

After confirming that Lü Qian was a descendant of Lü Ci, the mad dog from back then, Hong Yin dared not nitpick anymore.

But seeing Lü Qian's smug expression, the nameless anger he had just suppressed reignited.

He grinned at Lü Qian and asked, "Kid, since you're from the Lü family, why have you come to my Wudang? Do you think your own family's Ruyi Jin technique isn't good enough?"

"I say, senior colleague, you're really naive."

Hearing Hong Yin's provocative words, Lü Qian rolled his eyes. "I came to Wudang to seek the Dao. What I want is here, nothing more. The Ruyi Jin isn't bad, but it's just a technique, not the Dao I seek!"

"And you say my Lü family's Ruyi Jin is no good? What a joke! My great-grandfather has dominated the world of supernatural beings for decades with his Ruyi Jin, and I've never seen you, his contemporary Hongyin Ancestor, use Wudang kung fu to suppress him."

"Spending all day in this dark, sunless cave, staring at a cryptic map you can't decipher, and you still have the nerve to spout nonsense in front of a junior like me?"

"Grandmaster Hongyin, it seems your cultivation is still lacking!"

Lu Qian glanced sarcastically at Hong Yin, who was sitting angrily on the stone platform. He looked directly into Hong Yin's furious black pupils, a hint of mockery flashing in his clear eyes.

"you!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Yin's withered face crumpled up. He sat trembling on the stone platform, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, as if he was too agitated to utter a sound.

"Senior brother, these are the disciples and grand-disciples you've trained!"

Seeing Lü Qian's even more sarcastic expression, he could only turn his anger towards Zhou Meng, who was standing to the side.

"Alright, junior brother, although what Lü Qian said was a bit harsh, he wasn't wrong. You're too competitive, which isn't the mindset a cultivator should have."

Zhou Meng, holding a kerosene lamp, looked helplessly at Hong Yin on the stone platform and continued, "When you were young in Wudang, you liked to compare your skills, comparing yourself to me, comparing yourself to the Great Monkey... and this 'Feng Hou Qi Men,' wasn't the reason you practiced it just to prove that you were no worse than the Great Monkey?"

Hong Yin burst out laughing upon hearing this, "Hahaha... What a joke! Isn't the world of supernatural beings all about the survival of the fittest?"

"And then there's our Wudang sect. You and Zhou Sheng, that big monkey, are two brothers with extraordinary talents. Didn't our master spend most of his energy on you two brothers back then?"

"I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this!"

Hong Yin roared at Zhou Meng, "Why is it that Zhou Sheng with his pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, and you, Zhou Meng with your yellow skin and thin frame, are considered by Master to be the pillars of the next generation of Wudang, and the people that fellow disciples should assist?"

"Where did I, Hong Yin, fall short?"

"Am I not working hard enough, or am I not talented enough? No, neither! I will never admit that I am inferior to you brothers, I, Hongyin, will never!"

Hong Yin, standing on the stone platform, stared at Zhou Meng not far away with a venomous look. His dark eyes were fixed on Zhou Meng's indifferent reaction, which fueled his anger even more.

Lu Qian lay on the stone wall in the corner, his curious eyes scanning back and forth between Zhou Meng and Hong Yin.

It's rare to see gossip from the elders, so we're going to have to enjoy it to our hearts' content this time.

He propped his head up with one hand, silently admiring Hong Yin's ferocious and terrifying face.

Hong Yin controlled a yellowed parchment to fly through the air to his lap. Looking at the scroll in his arms, Hong Yin said firmly, "If even that big monkey Zhou Sheng could master the 'Wind and Wind Strange Gate,' there's no reason why I, Hong Yin, can't."

"Almost there, almost there, I'll be finished soon! Hahaha, Feng Hou Qi Men, transform me into king!"

"I've succeeded, Daoist Master!"

Hong Yin gradually became immersed in his own world. His head, which had been tilted back, suddenly lowered, and his chin drooped to his chest, just like the two old men next to him.

"call--"

The flames that had been placed around the stone chamber suddenly went out as Hongyin fell silent, and the entire space returned to darkness and silence. Only the kerosene lamp in Zhou Meng's hand still emitted a faint light, illuminating Zhou Meng's plain face.

"Grand Tutor!"

Seeing this, Lü Qian flipped over and, following the route he remembered, landed next to Zhou Meng with a few leaps. He looked curiously at the three people who were standing silently on the stone platform in front of him, using the faint light from Zhou Meng's hand.

Zhou Meng looked at his three fellow disciples in front of him by the light of the kerosene lamp, his face expressionless, as if he had become numb.

The flame of the kerosene lamp flickered, illuminating the dancing figures in the dark stone chamber.

After a long silence, Zhou Meng sighed and broke the stillness of the space, "Xiao Qian, do you understand?"

He asked Lü Qian abruptly, but Lü Qian nodded and looked at Zhou Meng seriously, saying, "Grand Tutor, I understand."

As he spoke, Lü Qian pointed to the three old men on the stone platform who exuded an aura like rotten wood, "These three seniors are obsessed with their own ideas and are trapped in the changes of Feng Hou Qi Men, unable to extricate themselves. From now on, I will definitely devote myself to cultivation and will not be immersed in so-called strange techniques."

"Just as I said back then, techniques are born from the Way, and should be used for the Way."

"This disciple always knows what he wants, and is constantly moving towards that goal!"

After speaking, Lü Qian respectfully bowed to Zhou Meng, thanking the old man for bringing him here today to broaden his horizons.

Listening to Lü Qian's sincere words and looking into his clear and determined eyes, Zhou Meng smiled with satisfaction. "Very good! You are very good, better than all of us."

"Let's go, it's almost noon, and the cafeteria will be closing soon."

He turned and walked back the way he came, carrying the kerosene lamp. Lü Qian followed closely behind Zhou Meng. Their shadows were stretched long by the light of the kerosene lamp, blending into the darkness behind them.

"Grand Tutor, may I ask you a question?"

"explain."

"Does that Senior Zhou Sheng really have such a pointed face and monkey-like features? Is it because he looks too much like a monkey that people call him 'Big Monkey'?"

"You, haha, that's right, he has a sharp and mean look, he doesn't seem to have much good fortune."

Their conversation echoed through the empty cave, and the lamplight and shadows swayed even more violently as they spoke.

"Let me ask one more question, Grand Tutor, since you and Senior Zhou Sheng are brothers, do you have a nickname, 'Little Monkey'?"