I am not a cultivator.
Xia Feng said with a smile.
Cultivators, to Xia Feng, were low-level things, but to ordinary people, they were like gods.
Cultivators, upon reaching the extreme of cultivation, could ascend. If they ascended, they might have the opportunity to explore the "painting" and become true immortal cultivators.
Similarly, immortal cultivators also began in the "painting river," but they were more refined than cultivators and could more easily emerge from the painting.
It was like having a master's degree versus a bachelor's degree. If both started a business under the same conditions, the master's degree holder would be more likely to succeed.
"Ah, then Young Master Xia, you are?" Jack Ma asked curiously.
They did not believe Xia Feng was an ordinary person.
"I am an existence higher than cultivators. I won't elaborate. It would do you no good to know," Xia Feng finally revealed his identity.
Everyone's spirits lifted upon hearing this.
An existence higher than cultivators?
Legendary immortals?
Powerful beings walking the earth?
Since Xia Feng had said this much, they wouldn't ask further. Their doubts were resolved anyway.
"Young Master Xia is indeed mighty, domineering, and electrifyingly awesome."
"Young Master Xia, Duke Peter is a cultivator. Do we have cultivators in China?" Jiang Quanshui asked, glancing at Dula Peter.
"Yes, quite a few. You even know one," Xia Feng nodded.
"We know one too?" Jiang Quanshui was taken aback.
"It's Long Aotian," Xia Feng said.
"Holy cow..."
"So it's Little Long."
Jiang Quanshui suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He realized he had been flirting with death all along. If not for Young Master Xia, he would probably have been resurrected eighteen times.
Jiang Quanshui inexplicably broke out in a cold sweat.
Before, he only thought Long Aotian held some important position. Now he knew he was also a cultivator. No wonder.
But he still had to call him Little Long, for no other reason than stubbornness.
"Young Master Xia, they say cultivators can move mountains and seas, and bullets can't kill them. Is this true?" Old Wang asked.
He had been a soldier and heard some accounts.
"It's true. Old Peter can do it," Xia Feng said, pointing to Old Peter beside him.
Everyone turned their gaze to Dula Peter again, as if they were meeting him for the first time today. So this old fellow was such an awesome being, and he hung out with them all the time.
The more this was the case, the more it highlighted Xia Feng's awesomeness.
"Duke Peter must be a very powerful figure in foreign countries, right?" Penguin Ma asked.
"Yes, quite powerful. But there are many who are more powerful than him. Orville, who visited yesterday, was more powerful than him," Xia Feng answered all their questions.
Since they had brought it up to this extent, he decided to satisfy their curiosity.
Everyone then remembered the old man from yesterday. So he was the old patriarch of the Habsburgs, and also a cultivator.
But this was nothing. In front of Young Master Xia, it was not even worth mentioning.
All in all, China is the most awesome.
Having a formidable figure like Young Master Xia makes us truly proud.
"Alright, I've told you what I could. Practice the moves I taught you. Perhaps one day you can become cultivators too?"
Xia Feng smiled and turned to walk into the villa.
Everyone's spirits were lifted, their gazes filled with fervor.
After Xia Feng went inside, Lei Ming, looking confused, asked Jack Ma, "Teacher Ma, I don't quite understand."
"You've just arrived, your level is too low. You'll understand slowly later. In short, it's not wrong to treat Young Master Xia as a god," Jack Ma said.
"Mm, that's right," Old Wang and the others nodded in agreement.
"Isn't that obvious? You are all my elder brothers, so how can Young Master Xia not be a god-like figure?" Lei Ming said.
"Let's stop talking. We need to practice." Jack Ma became serious.
He hadn't felt anything different before, but after hearing Xia Feng's words, Jack Ma suddenly felt that the moves exuded an undeniable power.
Anyway, he didn't understand anything, but as long as he felt it was awesome in his heart, that was enough.
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Yu Wei had been on cloud nine recently. Ever since he drove for Xia Feng last time, he had been acting like a lord at home.
And Yu Zhaoyi treated Yu Wei like a grandson, hoping Yu Wei would get another chance to drive for Xia Feng.
After some inquiries, he had a good understanding of Xia Feng. He naturally knew about Yu Wei buying the LaFayette as a gift for Xia Lin, and he gave Yu Wei a big thumbs-up.
This kid, from childhood, was like him, shrewd and calculating.
He knew to start with Xia Lin, Xia Feng's most beloved sister.
If Xia Lin could become his daughter-in-law, it would be so glorious that even his ancestors would crawl out of their graves laughing.
"Son, don't you consider what I'm saying? How about pursuing Xia Lin?" Yu Zhaoyi said seriously.
"Pursue Xia Lin?"
Yu Wei felt speechless.
National Little Wang, Qin Dou, and Jiang Xin were with Xia Lin every day. Besides, weren't all three of them better-looking than him?
Why should he pursue Xia Lin?
Could a toad really eat swan meat?
That was a fairy tale, not reality.
If he didn't even know his own limitations, what was the point of mixing around?
"Dad, please stop having unrealistic dreams. Xia Lin is a daughter-in-law you will never get," Yu Wei refused without a second thought.
"This is a fantasy."
"How do you know if you don't try? Besides, you need to have confidence in yourself. If you don't even pursue her, how do you know you're not worthy?" Yu Zhaoyi persuaded him earnestly.
"Dad, please stop. Your son is truly not worthy, and neither are the others. It's no longer a matter of worthiness. It's a blessing that Xia Lin can be my friend, so you should offer more prayers."
Yu Wei still had some self-awareness.
"Alas... you don't take after me in this aspect. You're not thick-skinned enough," Yu Zhaoyi sighed regretfully.
Yu Wei was speechless. He then looked at his father and asked with a smile, "Dad, let me ask you a question."
"Ask away." Yu Zhaoyi looked puzzled.
"I have a friend whose younger sister is very beautiful but has never had a boyfriend. So my friend kindly asked her: 'Do you have any demanding conditions for finding a boyfriend?'"
"The younger sister said: 'I want to find a bubble gum type.'"
"My friend said: 'You like him to stick to you?'"
"The younger sister shook her head and denied it."
"My friend continued: 'To have a chewy texture?'"
"The younger sister still shook her head. No matter what my friend said, his younger sister kept shaking her head. Dad, tell me, why is that?"
Yu Wei finished and looked at Yu Zhaoyi.
Yu Zhaoyi pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps the younger sister likes her brother-in-law?"
"Isn't half of the younger sister's butt the brother-in-law's?"
Yu Wei rolled his eyes upon hearing this, feeling speechless. Fortunately, his family didn't have a younger sister.
"Dad, you're getting old. This is the era of the young. You should focus on managing your company. Tomorrow, after the car is back, I'll invite Xia Lin out for dinner."
"Mm, that's good. Perform well tomorrow," Yu Zhaoyi instructed.
"Got it." Yu Wei nodded and walked towards his room.
Yu Zhaoyi watched Yu Wei get up and leave, calling out:
"You haven't finished speaking, kid. What kind of person does the younger sister like?"
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(Thanks to dddd doggy for the God-level certification, and also thanks to all the babies for the gifts, mua! (*╯3╰))