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

Chapter 350 Meeting Upon Opening the Cabin, As You Wish

"My advice regarding Feng Baobao's situation is to let things take their natural course."

After finishing speaking, Master Liu stood up from his seat and bowed to Zhao Fangxu. "Chairman Zhao, this matter is settled. I should go back to my secluded cultivation now. If you encounter any difficulties that you cannot resolve, you may come to me again."

"At that time, it had nothing to do with personal feelings; it was simply my duty as a practitioner."

As he spoke, the young Taoist priest turned around with a flick of his sleeve, took a step forward, and his figure slowly became ethereal as he moved. Although his voice still echoed here, it became more and more distant and ethereal, as if he had taken an extremely long step.

"Chairman Zhao, until we meet again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Liu's figure completely faded and disappeared from this space, as if he had never been here at all. Only a still lamp on the table was slowly emitting steam.

"Senior Brother Liu, until we meet again."

Zhao Fangxu sat in his seat, sincerely bidding farewell to the Taoist priest surnamed Liu, who had long since disappeared, as if the other party could hear him.

After saying goodbye, Zhao Fangxu picked up the teacup in front of him, blew on the steam rising from the water, and savored the turbulent flavor it contained, as if he were tasting the intense conflict hidden beneath the peaceful surface of the world of supernatural beings.

"Time heals all wounds, and even hot tea eventually cools down. How far this fire in Northeast China will burn depends on the ruthlessness of those two members of the Lü family."

"Hehe, I hope we can burn all those underhanded things to ashes."

The Lu family grandfather and grandson, who were on the train, were unaware of and unconcerned about the relocation of the Nadutong headquarters and Zhao Fangxu's schemes. The Lu family's beliefs and the sense of security that Lu Qian provided to Lu Ci made this "rejuvenated" Lu family heir eager to make a big splash.

Now, he sat cross-legged on the bed, no longer embarrassed as when he boarded the train. Instead, he openly accepted everyone's scrutiny, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing and conserve his energy in the somewhat noisy carriage.

As the train traveled further north, Lü Ci's previously unruly behavior became increasingly restrained, and his demeanor seemed to transform him once again into that of the ruthless and vicious head of the Lü family.

But Lu Qian, who was lying above Lu Ci, could clearly sense that Lu Ci had not reverted to the cruel and ruthless patriarch, but rather to the Lu Ci who had lost his brother and relatives decades ago.

More precisely, it is a sharp blade that has been tempered for over ninety years, once again revealing its former brilliance.

Because the white-haired old man before them was no longer the spirited and daring Lu family's second son. Even if his spirit had been rekindled, the scars left by time remained, irreversibly turning that young man into the past.

However, scars can also be tools for sharpening a blade. What Lü Ci is doing now is turning the hatred and scars accumulated over the long years into a whetstone to hone himself, polishing himself again and again, making the blade even sharper and hotter.

Such a change, along with the occasional murderous aura that permeated the carriage, made the other passengers afraid to approach. Lü Qian was forced to generously lead Lü Ci to a private compartment, and the carriage was subsequently cleared out by the staff of Na Du Tong.

At this moment, only the Lü family grandfather and grandson were in the carriage. They were in a compartment in the middle of the carriage, like the main characters who were trapped. This place had become a stage with the curtain drawn, waiting for other characters to take the stage.

"Tsk tsk tsk, sir, if you put this in a shonen anime, you'd be the perfect revenge-type protagonist."

"Hmph, I've always been the protagonist."

Inside the carriage, listening to Lü Qian's teasing, Lü Ci slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, a bright and sharp light flashing in his aged eyes. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and gradually stopped his practice, but the cold killing intent around him grew stronger, just like the increasingly cold weather outside the carriage window.

It was late autumn, and the scorching heat still lingered over the southern lands, while in the north, on this black soil, the biting frost and snow had already arrived, leaving behind the traces of winter.

Lu Ci gazed at the snowflakes falling outside the window. The pure white color gradually filled his vision, and a noisy sound echoed in the seemingly tranquil world.

There was the sound of snow falling, the sound of footsteps approaching, the sound of blood splattering...

"ah--"

In the corridor outside the compartment, the once quiet carriage was suddenly filled with screams of agony, but the sound fell silent again after a moment, without even a wail.

In that instant, the person in the corridor seemed to have been brutally attacked, losing their life in the blink of an eye, with only a scream announcing the end of their life.

Inside the cubicle, Lü Ci remained oblivious, his eyes still fixed on the snow scene outside the window, only his fingers resting on his knees gently tapping the back of his legs.

Lu Ci's fingers moved nimbly and naturally, as if he were playing a piece of music, but the slightly sharp rhythm and increasingly fast frequency made the music under his fingers full of murderous intent.

"It's a Ruyi... Ah—"

Before the shouts from outside the corridor could be fully uttered, they followed in the footsteps of the previous ones. The faint sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard from outside the cubicle, like ripping cloth, adding to the tense atmosphere on the beat of blood splattering.

A thick stench of blood seeped in through the crack in the door. The continuous screams outside had ceased, and the drumbeats of blood seemed to have stopped, as if the intruders had halted their steps.

"Bang!"

A dull thud suddenly rang out. The sound did not come from the outside, but from Lü Ci, who was inside the cubicle.

He then closed his twitching fingers and gently patted his knee with his palm, just like an elderly person patting their aching knee.

But his seemingly effortless movement produced a dull thud, and the bed beneath him bulged and lifted up, like water breaking apart, splashing up a torrent of water.

"Thump!"

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, followed by a muffled thud from the carriage above the compartment. A few bright red dots mixed with the snowflakes drifted into the eyes of the two members of the Lü family.

"As you wish, as you wish, just as I desire! I never imagined you, sir, had reached such a level!"

Lu Qian was indeed somewhat surprised at this moment. Looking at Lu Ci's familiar performance, he was once again refreshed with his understanding of the extraordinary abilities of these older generations.

No, to be precise, it is a profound realization of the terrifying nature of the so-called "lifelong cultivation".

"Hmph, so what now? Didn't you, Little Lu Zu, complain about your own shallow methods back then?"

Lu Ci glanced at Lu Qian above him, raised his head slightly, and said arrogantly, "Do I still remember who it was a couple of days ago who said that even if I played my Ruyi Jin skill to perfection, it wouldn't be presentable?"

"Grandpa, you flatter me. Your skill in using Ruyi Quan has truly broadened my horizons."

"As for the choice back then, it was also to take a shortcut. After all, our Ruyi Jin has evolved over a hundred years in your hands to reach such a state."

Lu Qian sighed with emotion. Even if some methods are just techniques and skills, when they fall into the hands of some people and are honed over time, they become extraordinary skills that are close to the Tao and point directly to the origin.

Just now, Lü Ci sat upright in the compartment, and the Ruyi Force he emitted with the tapping of his fingers seemed to come alive. It pulled and pried at the various "forces" hidden in the surrounding environment, using their strength against them, turning them into its own, and in the process of pulling and entanglement, it turned the entire carriage into a carrier of Ruyi Force.

Although Lü Ci was inside the carriage, he seemed to be outside. The entire carriage was like a toy in his hands. With a slight movement of his fingers, he could trigger an avalanche-like disaster in this small environment.