Chapter 955: Si Fuqing’s Divine Power Shocked Everyone! (1)

His big brother, even if you combined the age of both her lives, couldn’t be as old as this fraudster, Master Takedera, right?

“I don’t know either,” Si Fuqing pondered. “Maybe I accepted a disciple in my dream? No, that can’t be right. I’m a face enthusiast. I judge potential disciples by their looks.”

JI Xingzhi’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Could it be that you befriended me because I look good?”

Si Fuqing glanced him up and down lazily. “Alright, you made it. Seven out of ten.”

JI Xingzhi felt invigorated.

He knew Si Fuqing had a standard scoring system in his mind.

Yu Xiheng was undoubtedly a full score, incomparable to ordinary people.

Even the top male idols in the entertainment industry, praised for their looks, only scored a maximum of five points in his big brother’s eyes.

Getting a seven was something he could proudly brag about.

Their conversation brought another moment of silence to the room.

The disciple was furious, his fingers trembling. “You… you dare to impersonate Master Yu Wu! You… you’ll be hunted by the entire Yin-Yang community!”

In the world of Masters of Yin-Yang , the strongest was the absolute supreme.

Even though Yu Wu had crippled three hundred Masters of Yin-Yang of the Fujisan family at East Ridge Sea, the family held no grudge against him, only admiration and fear.

After Yu Wu’s fame from the battle at East Ridge Sea, the four great Yin-Yang families of Eastern Mulberry even carved statues of Yu Wu to worship him as a sign of respect.

The Fujisan family admired strength. They respected Yu Wu, but it didn’t stop them from wanting to kill him and take his place.

“Madam Beino, what kind of master have you invited?” Master Takedera was completely enraged, standing up abruptly. “How dare you impersonate my grandmaster! Do you think a young girl can replace my grandmaster? Fine, if she doesn’t kneel and apologize to my grandmaster today, then find another expert for the matriarch’s illness!”

With that, he flung his sleeves and prepared to leave.

Madam Beino panicked and apologized repeatedly. “Master Takedera, please calm down. I will have her removed immediately. Our Beino family is willing to pay an additional two million. Please, Master Takedera, do not take this offense to heart.”

She then angrily addressed the old man, “What kind of person did you bring? Angering Master Takedera—what about the matriarch’s illness?”

The old man stepped in front of Si Fuqing and hurriedly said, “Madam, I saw this young lady command a bound spirit with my own eyes! She truly isn’t just a Master of Yin-Yang ; she’s a Celestial Master of Yin-Yang!”

Madam Beino was shocked. “Is that true?”

Though she wasn’t a Master of Yin-Yang, ordinary people in Eastern Mulberry had a certain understanding of Yin-Yang techniques.

A Celestial Master of Yin-Yang was a rank higher than a Master of Yin-Yang.

“It’s true, madam,” the old man confirmed. “This young lady is from Great Xia, the true origin of Yin-Yang techniques.”

The old man was a retainer of the Beino family and knew some Yin-Yang techniques himself, so Madam Beino trusted him.

Madam Beino immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Si Fuqing. “Please, master, examine my matriarch’s condition.”

“Fine, fine. You’d rather trust a young girl than me,” Master Takedera said, his anger turning to laughter. “Farewell! Even if you offered ten million, I wouldn’t treat the matriarch’s illness.”

The disciple, indignant, added, “Blind fools!”

Commanding a bound spirit? Nonsense.

The apprentice picked up the suitcase and followed Master Takedera.

Yet, they hadn’t reached the door when a faint voice echoed, “Did I say you could leave?”

An invisible force seemed to block Master Takedera’s path. He pushed forward with all his might but couldn’t move an inch.

Suddenly, with a “bang,” he was flung back by the air, spinning in midair before landing in front of Si Fuqing, bruised and battered.

The disciple was terrified. “Master!”

Master Takedera, dazed from the fall, couldn’t understand what had happened.

Before he could react, his head was involuntarily lifted.

“Dear little junior disciple, your grandmaster is here,” Si Fuqing said leisurely. “Seeing your grandmaster, shouldn’t you kneel? Is this your way of paying respects?”

Master Takedera’s eyes widened in horror. “You… you…”

Controlling a person—what kind of Yin-Yang technique was this?

With his hands behind his back, Si Fuqing smiled slightly. “Since you called me grandmaster and are my seventeenth-generation disciple, bow seventeen times, and I will teach you some knowledge. How about it?”