Chapter 412: Chapter 411 Fatty Taoist’s Memories
"There are ways, it’s not like there are none." Indeed, the Fatty Taoist gave Yang Fei the answer he was hoping for.
Listening to his master’s response, Yang Fei was moved and couldn’t help but ask, "Master, may I ask you a few questions?"
"Haha, you finally couldn’t hold it back, eh? Ask away, I’ll tell you everything I know," the Fatty Taoist replied cheerfully.
Yang Fei thought for a moment, then asked, "Was the Cultivation Technique of Qin Yanyang really left for Qin Huai’an by you?"
"Yes, Master has been painstakingly thinking ahead, planning to cultivate a daughter-in-law for you early. How about it, Master didn’t deceive you, right? This daughter-in-law, in terms of appearance, personality, character, and abilities, has she not embarrassed you?" the Fatty Taoist bragged with a proud laugh.
Yang Fei had nothing to say about that.
Qin Yanyang was indeed so outstanding that he couldn’t find a single flaw to pick at.
"Master, are you from the Hidden Sect World?" Yang Fei asked his second question.
"Yes," the Fatty Taoist still answered very readily.
Yang Fei then asked, "Are you a Taoist Inheritor?"
"Yes, so you and Qin Yanyang are also considered Taoist Inheritors, carrying a heavy responsibility," the Fatty Taoist said.
Yang Fei didn’t ask about the matters of the Taoist being annihilated by various forces of the Hidden Sect World, as it seemed all to be true.
He asked the question he most wanted to know, "You knew my mother, Duanmu Qing, and because of this, you came to find me to be your disciple, to impart all your skills to me, right?"
The Fatty Taoist was silent for a while before he replied, "That’s right."
Yang Fei was stirred, "That’s right? Master, I’m already of age, and according to your arrangement, I have returned to the Divine Continent and already have irreconcilable conflicts with the Hidden Sect World. I hope you can tell me the whole truth."
The Fatty Taoist chuckled softly, "Smart kid, you knew it was my arrangement."
Yang Fei gave a wry smile, "As your disciple, being calculated by you is also something I’m willing to accept. Moreover, if my parents’ deaths are indeed related to the various forces of the Hidden Sect World, as a son, there’s no way I could refrain from seeking revenge. So, Master, if you have any plans, feel free to be honest with me. Your disciple will do his utmost."
"Ah, Master isn’t as scheming as you think, not having so many calculations and thoughts," the Fatty Taoist sighed, seeming somewhat troubled.
Listening to this, Yang Fei felt a bit guilty and self-reproaching.
Could it be that he really was overthinking?
"Actually, you should call me ’Grand Master Teacher,’" the Fatty Taoist slowly said.
Yang Fei was moved, unable to help saying, "My mother was also your disciple?"
"It was your father. He was exceptionally gifted, a rare prodigy not to emerge in the world, with Cultivation talents far superior to yours, but unfortunately, it was too late when he met me, ah..."
Though this news was unexpected, it was easy for Yang Fei to accept.
According to his understanding of his mother, Duanmu Qing, she was an extraordinarily outstanding woman, beautiful and graceful, with exceptional talents, and she hailed from the noble Duanmu Family of the Hidden Sect World.
Such a woman would definitely choose a man with extraordinary qualities.
Qin Huai’an was seventeen when he left the village, and before that, he was a genuine farmer, whose handsome appearance alone, I’m afraid, wouldn’t have caught Duanmu Qing’s eye. The fact that they ended up together surely meant that my father had other abilities.
"Although I used the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill to perform the Wash Essence and Cut Marrow on your father, allowing him a rebirth, he was already seventeen by then and had missed the optimal period for cultivation. Moreover, he had not been cultivating for three years when he met your mother, and thus he had not yet grown strong enough when he had to face great troubles, and eventually, he died with regrets."
Yang Fei listened intently, but felt that there were gaps in the story, and he became somewhat anxious to ask questions, yet he restrained himself, believing that his master, having opened up today, would tell him everything.
"Back then, your mother was a prodigious genius of the Duanmu aristocratic family, and at that time, the various powers of the Hidden Sect World wanted to deal with me, and they hoped to deduce the true Taoist Inheritance Cultivation Technique through your mother. Unprecedentedly, they united with one heart to cultivate your mother."
Yang Fei silently nodded.
Wang Lei had mentioned that his mother had learned the strengths of various families of the Hidden Sect World. He had wondered why the various powers were so generous to let his mother learn their secret books; now the Fatty Taoist offered an explanation.
To deal with him.
And to have his mother deduce stronger cultivation skills and obtain a more complete Taoist inheritance.
This showed how high his mother’s talent was.
"Indeed, your mother was a person of exceptional intelligence, the highest talented, smartest, and most learned person I have met. At a young age, she learned the strengths of all families and integrated them, truly deducing cultivation skills close to the Taoist inheritance. In the history of thousands of years of the Hidden Sect, I have never seen such a smart woman."
The Fatty Taoist waxed emotional over the phone for a while, then continued, "Not only was Duanmu Qing incredibly bright, but she also had a pure and kind heart. Upon learning from me the reasons for the Taoist’s downfall, she felt compassion, and later confirmed my words through her family members. Disgusted by the actions of her family and the various powers of the Hidden Sect World, she left the Hidden Sect."
Listening to the history of his mother, Yang Fei was deeply moved, feeling that although he had some fame now, he was likely much inferior to his mother.
"As a Taoist Inheritor, naturally, I wanted to restore the Taoist Legacy, and I was very wary of Duanmu Qing, so I had other intentions, and allowed your dad to meet your mom briefly."
A twitch appeared at the corner of Yang Fei’s mouth.
Old scheming... cough, cough!
Even if it was just in his thoughts, he never really cursed out loud.
After all, he was his mentor who granted him a second life.
"Your dad, having not seen much of the world, naturally fell in love at first sight with a woman like Duanmu Qing, an immortal-like lady, completely smitten. Your mother was also attracted to him. Of course, she wasn’t so inconsiderate; she had seen numerous talented young men, and your father, in her eyes, was no different from a bumpkin. But somehow, it was your father’s unworldly bumpkin charisma that made your mother feel his goodness, simplicity, and honesty, and so she grew fond of him."
Yang Fei’s mouth curled up, amused.
"However, later I found out that the reason your mother favored your father was that she had already discerned my intentional arrangement. Even more, she saw the innate intelligence in your father, who possessed the true Taoist inheritance. Even though she had deduced a set of cultivation techniques by integrating the strengths of all families, it ultimately differed from the authentic Taoist Cultivation Skill, hence she also had her own ulterior motives."
Yang Fei’s grin widened even more; that was more like it.
No one is truly a fool; a smart person like his mother, even with serious feelings, would surely be cautious and not easily deceived.
"Right under my watch, she eloped with my dearly found Direct Disciple," the Fatty Taoist said with a tone filled with deep helplessness and sighed.
Yang Fei was stunned, then almost couldn’t help but laugh.
The Fatty Taoist sighed, "How was I to know that your mother, seemingly kind-hearted and simple, and your dad, honest and straightforward, could manage to elope like that, the other also heartlessly willing to abandon his master and run off with someone else?"
"Alas, they had no idea how wicked the human heart could be, and that elopement led to trouble."