Chapter 532 Sitting Under the Bodhi Tree Until My Legs Go Numb
Chapter 532: Chapter 532 Sitting Under the Bodhi Tree Until My Legs Go Numb
A month quickly passed, and with each passing day, Lin Feng’s popularity continued to soar throughout the Azure Heaven Continent.
His name spread like wildfire across countless kingdoms, sects, clans, and forbidden lands.
Stories about him were discussed in every corner of the continent, from bustling cities filled with millions of mortals to ancient mountain ranges where reclusive cultivators had secluded themselves for countless ages.
More and more influential figures came to pay him a visit.
Patriarchs who ruled ancient clans, sect masters who commanded millions of disciples, and old monsters who had lived for millions of years all made the journey to Lin Feng’s courtyard.
To ordinary people, these visitors appeared to be harmless old men enjoying their retirement.
In reality, each of them possessed the power to shake the entire continent with a single command.
Yet after meeting Lin Feng, these same terrifying existences would often leave with expressions of shock, confusion, and enlightenment.
Inside a grand hall, several such old monsters sat together drinking wine.
"Can you see through him?" one asked.
The others exchanged glances.
"No. Not at all."
The speaker shook his head.
"It feels like I’m looking into a bottomless abyss. No matter how hard I try, I cannot see the end."
"Same here," another agreed. "Whenever I look at him, it feels as though he has no cultivation whatsoever. He appears no different from a mortal who has never cultivated a day in his life."
"Yet we all know better than that."
The group fell silent.
The image of Gu Tianzun appeared in their minds.
That was a supreme existence who had stood at the peak of the continent for countless eras.
"And someone whose disciple could injure the Great Gu Tianzun certainly cannot be simple," an old man said solemnly.
The others nodded.
Months ago, if someone had told them that a disciple could harm Gu Tianzun, they would have laughed until tears came out.
Now they knew better.
In fact, the more they learned about Lin Feng, the more insignificant they felt.
One old monster sighed deeply before emptying a cup of wine.
"It is good that I came here."
The others looked at him.
A bitter smile appeared on his face.
"For millions of years, I believed I had already reached the end of the cultivation path. I thought there was nothing left for me to learn."
He raised his wine cup toward the sky.
"But meeting Lin Feng has shown me that there is an even greater heaven beyond this place."
His eyes became distant.
"In the end, I am merely a frog at the bottom of a well."
No one mocked him.
Instead, many of them quietly nodded in agreement.
Because they felt exactly the same.
The gathering soon became lively once more.
Ancient experts who normally spent tens of thousands of years in seclusion chatted like old friends.
They discussed cultivation, the mysteries of heaven and earth, forgotten eras, and countless secrets that would shock the world if revealed.
Laughter frequently echoed through the hall.
Wine jars were emptied one after another.
Some of the old monsters even began arguing over ancient events that had occurred millions of years ago.
"You were the one who stole that divine peach!"
"Nonsense! I merely borrowed it!"
"You borrowed it for three million years!"
"Hahaha!"
The hall erupted with laughter.
To the younger generations, these old men seemed ordinary.
Yet if their identities were exposed, countless experts across the continent would likely faint from shock.
Many of them had not shown themselves for millions of years.
Some had become legends. Some had become myths. Others were thought to be long dead.
Yet here they were, drinking wine together under Lin Feng’s roof like a group of old friends reunited after a long journey.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng simply sat among them with a faint smile on his face.
He neither showed off nor tried to impress anyone.
Yet his every movement seemed natural and profound.
Even when he casually spoke a few words, the old monsters would often fall silent and contemplate them for hours afterward.
The more time they spent around him, the more convinced they became of one thing.
Lin Feng was a being far beyond their understanding.
And if such a person had chosen to remain in the Azure Heaven Continent, then perhaps this age would become the greatest era in the history of the world.
***
A couple of days later, another pair of visitors arrived seeking an audience with Lin Feng.
One was an elderly man with white hair and sharp eyes that seemed capable of seeing through all things.
His aura was deep and unfathomable, hinting at a cultivation base so profound that ordinary experts would not even dare look directly at him.
Walking beside him was an extraordinarily beautiful woman.
She possessed flawless jade-like skin, long silky hair that flowed down her back like a waterfall, and a figure that could make countless men lose their composure.
Every movement she made carried a natural elegance, while her noble bearing made it clear that she came from an extraordinary background.
The two slowly made their way toward Lin Feng’s residence.
"Is this Medicine King Lin Feng really that amazing, Master?" the beautiful woman asked.
Her voice was pleasant to the ears, but her expression revealed a trace of skepticism.
"Ever since we entered the Azure Heaven Continent, all I’ve heard are stories about him."
She shook her head slightly.
"Some people claim he can see through the mysteries of heaven and earth. Others say he possesses cultivation beyond imagination. I even heard someone say that a few words from him were enough to enlighten an ancient expert who had been stuck at a bottleneck for hundreds of thousands of years."
The woman found such stories difficult to believe.
After all, rumors often became more exaggerated the further they spread.
The old man glanced at his disciple and smiled knowingly.
"He is."
His answer was simple. The woman blinked in surprise.
"He really is that incredible?"
The old man nodded.