The trick to telling lies lies in mixing truth with falsehood. Only by blending truth and lies can others believe it.

Song Yu said, "Coming from Moergawa, where are you headed?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "I am going to Sydney."

Ling Zhenfei felt this person was not easy to deal with, as he radiated a sinister aura.

Song Yu asked, "What are you going to do in Sydney?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Moergawa is at war, so naturally, I'm heading to Sydney to lay low for a while. Who are you people, and why are you intercepting my ship? You've startled my crew with your cannon fire."

Song Yu chuckled and said, "Are you bothered by this?"

Ling Zhenfei quickly admitted defeat, saying, "No, not at all. I'm just curious."

Song Yu asked, "How many people are on your ship?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Four more, all working on the ship. The crew is paralyzed with fear from those cannon shots—they can't move."

After Ling Zhenfei finished speaking, Song Yu laughed, "Truly a bunch of cowards. Hurry up and leave."

Perhaps seeing the small size of their boat, Song Yu allowed Ling Zhenfei to leave, which was a pleasant surprise.

After expressing thanks, Ling Zhenfei was about to leave when suddenly someone shouted, "We can't let him go."

Ling Zhenfei was shocked; he hadn't expected trouble at this moment and couldn't fathom what the others had discovered.

Ling Zhenfei tried to leave but was stopped by Song Yu: "Wait a minute."

Song Yu then addressed the one who spoke behind him, "What's the matter?"

Then, someone walked up from behind Song Yu. As he approached, Ling Zhenfei's heart skipped because he sensed this person was a cultivator.

This person was an elderly man, appearing around seventy to eighty years old, with eyes sharp as electricity, clearly not an ordinary person.

The elder wore a bluish-gray long robe, resembling ancient clothing, with a bun on his head and a wooden stick inserted into it. One might mistake him for an old Daoist descending from the mountains.

The elder's presence was markedly different, and the Northern Spiritual Energy around him made Ling Zhenfei feel a trace of fear.

Ling Zhenfei glanced towards He Kun in the ship cabin, wanting to inquire about the elder's identity, but He Kun seemed unsure.

The elder stared at Ling Zhenfei for a while, then coldly chuckled, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist."

Hello.

Ling Zhenfei quickly understood that the elder had realized he was a cultivator; otherwise, he wouldn't address him as a fellow Daoist.

Ling Zhenfei respectfully replied, "Greetings, Senior."

This response confirmed Ling Zhenfei's identity as a cultivator.

The elder said, "I'm called Gu Teng. May I know your name, young friend?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Oh, Daoist Gu Teng, I'm called Zhang Bin."

Ling Zhenfei deliberately gave a false name, to prevent others from knowing his real identity.

"So you are Fellow Daoist Zhang. I've been studying medicine since my youth, now over a hundred years old, yet surprisingly cannot discern your strength, which intrigues me."

Ling Zhenfei was startled. Who would have thought this seemingly seventy to eighty-year-old was over a hundred, truly an old monster?

Ling Zhenfei's obscured strength made sense, as he possessed the Concealment Ring that prevented Divine Sense locking.

Moreover, Ling Zhenfei ingested an elixir that hid his aura, making it natural that his strength was indecipherable.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Daoist, you overthink. I'm just a novice cultivator. It's normal to have little Northern Spiritual Energy."

Daoist Gu Teng examined Ling Zhenfei again, then sneered, "Young Daoist, your strength is already quite high for your age. Why humble yourself?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Cultivation was originally meant for health. I don't wish to flaunt it."

Daoist Gu Teng snorted, evidently disagreeing with Ling Zhenfei's view.

Ling Zhenfei didn't want to engage further with this old monster. Despite being unreadable to the elder, Ling Zhenfei couldn't gauge him either and had no idea of this ancient cultivator's current strength.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Senior, I have pressing matters. Let's meet again if fate allows us."

After speaking, Ling Zhenfei signaled Zhang Bin in the cabin to hurry and leave.

But Daoist Gu Teng interjected, "Young Daoist, since we are fellow Daoists, why not come aboard for a discussion?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "I would love to converse with fellow Daoists, but today is truly inconvenient, as I have urgent matters."

Daoist Gu Teng said, "You can leave if you show something impressive; otherwise, it won't be easy."

Ling Zhenfei was stunned, wondering if the elder was insane—insisting on a demonstration amidst all this.

Ling Zhenfei asked, "What do you want me to leave behind, Senior?"

The elder said, "Show me a technique that others can't perform. Once I'm satisfied, you may leave."

Ling Zhenfei was internally furious but dared not reveal it. After contemplating, he said, "Alright, since Senior wants to see, let me give it a try."

"Please commence your performance," the elder eagerly said.

At this point, Ling Zhenfei said, "However, there's one issue."

"What issue?" the elder asked.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Not much, just that this technique might be too powerful, potentially damaging the ship."

The elder chuckled, "No worries, if the ship suffers damage, as long as it doesn't sink, it's fine."

"Since Senior insists, I have no choice but to proceed," Ling Zhenfei said.

Ling Zhenfei scanned his surroundings for a suitable spot to demonstrate.

His hand lightly gathered some energy; the Sky Piercing Finger was ready, but no suitable target was spotted.

Suddenly, he realized something, smiling internally—this was upon request.

With this thought, Ling Zhenfei's Sky Piercing Finger energy began to intensify, startling the elder. Ling Zhenfei's energy had reached the level of Realm of Reaching Wisdom.

The elder had assumed Ling Zhenfei's strength to be at the Zhiyi Boundary and was shocked to see his actual strength so advanced.

The elder was visibly stunned, uncertain of Ling Zhenfei's true strength, but evident power was at least of Realm of Reaching Wisdom.

Ling Zhenfei suddenly shouted, "Senior, watch this."

With that said, he thrust the finger towards the large ship.

With a loud bang, the solid ship was penetrated by Ling Zhenfei's energy, piercing right through the steel-plated vessel.

A hole, one meter in diameter, appeared, allowing Ling Zhenfei to see inside the ship's cabin.

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