Hey, hey, Mister!"
Peter shouted as he chased, but he could never catch up to the person in front of him—they were clearly just strolling, weren't they? Why couldn't he catch up?
"You knew I was coming? Knew I was coming at this time? How did you know?"
He had many questions in his heart.
Zhao Yu didn't respond to him, only walked.
It was as if he was shrinking the ground into inches—this wasn't a spell or a divine ability, but an instinct. Since he entered the first stage of Mortal Body, his body seemed to have unlocked a small treasure, unearthing this instinct.
This instinct was similar to shrinking the ground into inches; with full effort, one step could cross over thirty meters! What seemed like one step was actually equivalent to thirty to fifty steps for an ordinary person!
And the time required for one step was even less than an ordinary person's step. The difference was clear at a glance.
This instinct allowed Zhao Yu to sense certain mysteries hidden in the earth, a very strange feeling. Zhao Yu knew it might be the Earth's magnetic field.
Every step, instinctively, landed on certain nodes of the magnetic field, using the power of the magnetic field as a medium to propel himself forward.
When Peter stopped, gasping for breath, they had arrived at the lakeside outside the Villa.
Zhao Yu stood still, turned around, and smiled, "You're truly a scrawny kid. You really need to practice hard."
Peter took a few ragged breaths, bent at the waist, propping himself up on his knees, and said intermittently, "Mister… you walk really fast…"
Zhao Yu smiled, saying meaningfully, "Maybe you will be able to in the future…"
"Forget it…" Peter pressed his waist, a trace of pain on his face, "I just Hope I won't be bullied by Blake anymore…"
After a long period of no exercise, suddenly running too fast would cause a dull ache in the waist and abdomen, making one quite uncomfortable. Peter was experiencing these symptoms now.
"Your Hope is truly tiny." Zhao Yu smiled, "Rest for a while first, you can't even speak clearly…"
Peter looked chagrined.
After a while, Peter finally recovered and stood up straight.
"Um… Mister, you… I…" Peter found it hard to speak—he was a shy boy by nature.
Zhao Yu said, "You mean to say, I called you, and you came, and you're asking if I'm going to teach you, right?"
"Yes, yes." Peter nodded repeatedly, mumbling in affirmation.
Zhao Yu didn't answer directly but asked, "Then, may I ask you a few questions first?"
"Of course." Peter's face showed anticipation, and he quickly said.
"In your opinion, to what extent can an individual's power reach?"
"An individual's power? Like you, with one punch," he gestured, "punching a hole through a big tree?"
"Yes, you think that's very strong?" Zhao Yu said.
"Of course." Peter didn't hesitate, "Those boxing champions can't do it. They just perform on stage. They might be very muscular, but if you ask them to punch a tree, they'll definitely cry for their daddies and mamas."
As an ordinary teenager, the World Peter came into contact with was just the World of ordinary people. He didn't know that in this World, there were many powerful individuals capable of destroying the heavens and earth. In his opinion, a boxing champion was already very powerful. But compared to Zhao Yu punching a hole through a big tree, it was nothing.
In his eyes, Zhao Yu was the strongest!
Zhao Yu smiled and shook his head, "That's nothing." He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the mirror-like lake, "An individual's power can destroy a Planet, annihilate a galaxy, make a civilization that has developed for millions of years and traversed the stars vanish into thin air, and even destroy a World and recreate the heavens and earth. Compared to that, punching a hole through a big tree is a power that is as small as it gets."
"Uh…" Peter blinked, "Mister, are you telling me a mythical story?"
Zhao Yu sighed slightly, "Perhaps."
Then he said, "Your name is Peter Parker, right?"
Peter nodded, "My name is Peter Parker. But," he said, "Mister, how did you know?"
"I've been observing you for several days." Zhao Yu didn't hide it.
"Ah?" Peter was stunned, "Observing me for several days? Why?"
"Because you have that potential, that talent." Zhao Yu said.
"Potential? Latent ability? You mean, I can become like you, punching trees?" Peter became happy. So he actually had a side that people looked favorably upon?
"One should not belittle oneself." Zhao Yu could clearly sense Peter's psychology, "Although you are very thin and have an inferiority complex, if I say you have it, then you have it."
Peter suddenly felt a sense of gratitude for being acknowledged. He looked at Zhao Yu, "But, they all…"
Zhao Yu waved his hand, "The past is all dust. You should look forward, your eyes should be aimed at the future. So, I will ask you one last question."
He said, "With power, what will you do? When one punch can break a big tree, when one punch can blow up a Planet, when you can destroy galaxies, when powerful civilizations and countless living beings are mere playthings in your hands, what do you plan to do? Justice? Evil? Protect? Destroy? Or just let nature take its course?"
"Uh…" Peter was dumbfounded; he had no idea how to answer.
"You don't need to answer my question immediately. You are just a teenager, and these questions are too distant for you, and you must experience them yourself." Zhao Yu looked at Peter earnestly, "Your future actions will tell me your answer."
Then he turned and walked towards the Villa, "Come inside with me."
Peter's mind was in a daze as he followed Zhao Yu into the Villa.
At this moment, the layout and furnishings of the Villa's living room appeared before Peter's eyes.
It was very spacious.
There wasn't much furniture around, only an inconspicuous sofa in the corner.
The light was neither too bright nor too dim, just right. On the wall opposite, where the fireplace was located, hung a painting. The painting had some incomprehensible lines, and in the center was a large character that Peter didn't recognize; it was the character for 'Dao'.
Below the Dao painting, there was an antique-looking futon, which was where Zhao Yu usually meditated.
The Dao painting and the futon were not precious treasures, but cheap items exchanged from the system, mainly for show.
But they also gave the entire hall an indescribable charm.
Making one's mind calm and clear.
Zhao Yu slowly sat down on the futon and waved to Peter, who was looking around, "Come here."
Peter stepped forward as instructed.
"To gain power, you need to learn certain methods." Zhao Yu said, "Do you understand what it means to acknowledge me as your Master so I can teach you the methods?"
"Master?" Peter thought for a moment, his eyes lighting up, "Like in Eastern movies, acknowledging a Master? Xi Fu?"
Peter was not against this; teenagers are always different from adults.
Tony felt that acknowledging a Master was an act that trampled on his dignity, while Peter considered it natural.
He knelt down directly, imitating what he saw in movies, bowing awkwardly and shouting, "Xi Fu, Xi Fu…"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu could no longer maintain his aloof demeanor. He rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "You should just speak English. Just think of 'Master' as 'teacher', okay?"
"Oh." Peter quickly called him 'teacher' a few times.
Zhao Yu reminded him, "Remember, this teacher is different from your teachers at school. Teachers at school are a profession. But I, as your teacher, your Master, am a teacher and also a father, understood?"
"Ah?"
"Alright, don't ask too many questions." Zhao Yu waved his hand, "Since you have acknowledged me as your Master, I will first tell you about the specific situation of our sect."
"Our sect?" Peter blinked.
"It's a sect, you know? You've seen movies, a sect!" Zhao Yu didn't even know how to explain it.
"Oh." Peter seemed to understand, yet not quite.
"Our sect is currently called Taiyi Sect. You will understand the specific meaning later." Zhao Yu was too lazy to explain in detail to Peter; even if he explained, Peter wouldn't understand.
Peter was different from Tony. To trick Tony, the more mysterious, the better. But as for Peter, since he was already willing to acknowledge him as Master, there was no need for that anymore.
"You are my second disciple. You also have a Master Brother."
"I have a Master Brother?" Peter seized the opportunity, "Who?"
"Tony Stark." Zhao Yu said.
"…" Peter exclaimed in surprise, "That playboy, that rich man? Is he my Master Brother? But Xi Fu, I think he's older than you!"
"How do you know your Master is younger than him?" Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "Your Master is already fifty years old."
Thirty from his previous life, plus eighteen from this life, that's about fifty, right?
Peter heard this and showed an incredulous expression, "But… but you clearly look only eighteen!"
"Rejuvenation, immortality, do you understand?" Zhao Yu said impatiently, "Stop asking so many questions and listen to me!"
"Oh." Peter quickly shut up.
"Our sect has a complete inheritance system. Cultivating our sect's Cultivation method will make you stronger and stronger. Just like your Master said before, destroying Planets, destroying galaxies, is just a flick of a finger…"
"But Xi Fu, I just want to not be bullied." Peter couldn't help but interrupt.
"Shut up!" Zhao Yu was angry, "Did you not hear me tell you to speak less?"
Peter shrank his neck and quickly shut his mouth.
Zhao Yu exhaled, "You are your Master's second disciple, so naturally, you must Cultivate our sect's Cultivation method. I have three thousand methods. Your Master Brother Tony Cultivates the Talisman Dao method. Which one do you want to Cultivate?"
"What is the Talisman Dao method?" Peter was confused.
"It's not a 'thing'!" Zhao Yu glared at him fiercely, "Forget it, you'll Cultivate a Forging Body boxing technique first. We'll talk about which specific path to take later."
He was almost certain that the more he explained, the less it would make sense. This Little Spider asked too many questions, asking whenever he didn't understand, and explaining was too troublesome and would lead to even more questions, making it impossible to explain at all.
So he simply didn't explain and directly imparted the method!
"Behave, don't move!"
Zhao Yu said, and then pointed a finger at Peter's glabella.
At the same time, a Pure Yang Body Refining Fist technique, which he had just purchased from the system, was imprinted into Peter's mind.
"Pure Yang Body Refining Fist?" Peter pronounced it haltingly, syllable by syllable, in broken Chinese.
This was a transmission of intent, imparting the profound meaning, not specific characters. But if it were to be interpreted, it would definitely be in Chinese.
Zhao Yu nodded and said, "That's right. This is our sect's basic Forging Body boxing technique. It is balanced and harmonious, most suitable for foundation building, and also convenient for switching to more profound methods after breaking through Forging Body foundation building."
The Pure Yang Body Refining Fist was also a boxing technique Zhao Yu had just exchanged for. The entire text was about Forging Body methods, not involving Qi Refining methods. But even so, this boxing technique cost ninety-eight points of luck, making it the most expensive among all Forging Body boxing techniques, apart from Supreme methods like the Chaos True Body.
Because of its balanced and harmonious nature, Zhao Yu intended to make it the introductory Cultivation method for all future disciples of the Taiyi Sect.
As he took Little Spider as a disciple, there would definitely be more and more disciples in the future, so a systematic Cultivation method had to be properly prepared.
This was also something Zhao Yu had just thought of.