One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 6 Campfire Talk

As night falls, the back mountain of Longhu Mountain does not fall silent despite the daytime hustle and bustle.

On the contrary, all sorts of eccentric people gathered together, drinking and chatting, exchanging ideas and making a lively scene.

However, a rather inconspicuous bonfire was lit by a secluded stream in the back mountains.

The sizzling sound of oil, accompanied by the mouthwatering aroma of cumin, drifted far away on the wind.

Su Wuxian rolled up his sleeves and squatted by the fire without any regard for his image, skillfully flipping several skewers of grilled chicken wings and grilled gluten in his hands.

"Swish swish swish".

When the chili powder is sprinkled on, the flames leap up and the aroma explodes.

"Gurgle..."

From the dark thicket came a clear sound of swallowing saliva.

Su Wuxian didn't even turn his head, a smile playing on his lips:

"Since you're here, stop sniffing around. If you don't come out soon, these chicken wings will burn."

A rustling sound arose.

Two figures emerged from behind the tree.

Walking in front was Zhang Chulan, who looked wary and bowed obsequiously.

Behind him was Feng Baobao, her eyes gleaming with a green light as she stared intently at the roasted chicken wings.

"Hehe, senior... no, master, your skills are amazing! I could smell it from far away."

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together and approached with a fawning expression.

As expected of someone who has no shame, it seems Zhang Zhiwei revealed his identity to him.

Zhang Chulan moved closer to Su Wuxian.

Although I don't know why the other person is so nice to me, this guy is too good to pass up to, I have to stick with him!

Su Wuxian casually handed over two skewers of chicken wings, giving one to Zhang Chulan and stuffing the other directly into Feng Baobao's mouth.

"Waaaah! Good! Good!"

Feng Baobao was instantly captivated. Ignoring the heat, she swallowed it in a few bites and then stared longingly at the rest on the grill.

"Sit down." Su Wuxian pointed to the stone next to him.

Zhang Chulan sat down obediently and carefully took a bite of a chicken wing: "Um... Master, what brings you here so late?"

Su Wuxian took out a can of beer, popped it open, and took a swig.

"It's nothing serious, I just wanted to let you know you did a good job during the day."

"Huh?" Zhang Chulan was taken aback, then smiled wryly, "Master, please don't tease me. Right now, everyone on the mountain is calling me 'shameless'."

They're calling you stupid.

Su Wuxian stared at the firelight, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"You need to find out the truth about what happened back then, and protect the people around you. Saving face is the most useless burden. If your grandfather had been as shameless as you, he might not have died such a tragic death."

Zhang Chulan's hand froze abruptly, his eyes instantly sharpening: "Master... do you know my grandfather?"

"More than just acquaintances." Su Wuxian smiled, not delving deeper into the topic, but instead looking towards the darkness on the other side:

"Friends over there, now that you're here, don't hold back. Chairman Feng, shall I invite you?"

Zhang Chulan was startled and turned around abruptly.

From the darkness, Feng Zhenghao slowly emerged, leading a bewildered Feng Xingtong.

Feng Zhenghao adjusted his glasses and bowed respectfully to Su Wuxian: "Senior's perception is keen, I admire it. Please forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."

He originally just wanted his son, Feng Xingtong, to come and see if this senior could offer any guidance, but after thinking about Su Wuxian's words about "imperfection" during the day, he couldn't sit still any longer and came over in person.

"Since we're already here, let's get straight to the point."

Su Wuxian didn't waste any words, casually tossing Feng Xingtong a skewer of grilled gluten, then looked directly at Feng Zhenghao:

"Feng Zhenghao, you are a ruthless and ambitious man. I admire your methods and character in enabling the Tianxia Society to rise to prominence in just over a decade."

Feng Zhenghao bowed slightly: "Senior, you flatter me."

"But..." Su Wuxian changed the subject, his tone tinged with mockery, "You've been kneeling before the Wang family for far too long."

Feng Zhenghao's expression changed slightly, and his smile became somewhat stiff: "What do you mean by this, senior? The Wang family is one of the Ten Elders, with profound foundations. This junior is merely..."

"Is he just trying to compromise? Is he planning to bide his time and wait for his revenge?"

Su Wuxian interrupted him, his voice icy:

"You think that by lowering the Feng family's stance and even having Xing Tong fawn over that good-for-nothing Wang Bing, that old bastard Wang Ai will let you off the hook?"

"Do you know what happened after your grandfather, Feng Tianyang, was captured by the Wang family?"

Feng Zhenghao's hand clenched tightly, his nails digging into his flesh.

This is the biggest thorn in his side!

"Senior...please enlighten me." Feng Zhenghao's voice trembled.

Su Wuxian sneered:

"To subdue spirits and send forth generals, to divide and subdue spirits and to send forth spirits."

"Is the only technique your Feng family practices now 'Spirit Summoning'? That is, communicating with spirits and inviting them to possess you?"

Feng Zhenghao's pupils dilated in shock: "Exactly!"

"That's right." Su Wuxian crushed the beer can in his hand.

"Because the truly domineering part—the forced 'spirit consumption,' which is the method of swallowing spirits for one's own use and directly improving one's cultivation—was withheld by the Wang family."

"Back then, your grandfather was forced to swear an oath not to pass on the complete version to his descendants in order to save his life; it could only be passed on to the Wang family."

"So, your Feng family's proud Eight Extraordinary Techniques are a joke in front of the Wang family's damned 'Spiritual Subjugation'! They are naturally countered!"

"What?"

Feng Xingtong, who was standing nearby, exclaimed in surprise and dropped the grilled gluten in her hand to the ground.

Feng Zhenghao was struck dumb, his whole body swayed, and his face turned ashen.

He always thought the Wang family was just powerful, but he never expected... that the Wang family actually held the key to restraining the Feng family!

If this is true, then his so-called perseverance and endurance is simply a joke!

"No...impossible..." Feng Zhenghao muttered to himself, but reason told him that this "ancestor" had no reason to lie to him.

Su Wuxian looked at the distraught Feng Zhenghao and said calmly:

"Nothing is impossible. That old bastard Wang Ai is insatiable. He not only wants your Feng family's techniques, but he'll also devour your Feng family's lives in the future."

The scene was deathly silent.

The only sound was the crackling of the campfire.

After a long silence, Feng Zhenghao took a deep breath, suddenly knelt on one knee, and bowed deeply to Su Wuxian:

"Senior! Please enlighten me! If you can resolve the predicament of my Feng family, Feng Zhenghao is willing to serve you like a slave!"

He is a smart man.

Since Su Wuxian pointed this out, he must have some cards up his sleeve!

Su Wuxian nodded in satisfaction.

"I don't need to work like a slave, I have plenty of drivers."

Su Wuxian extended a finger and gently touched Feng Xingtong's brow.

[Full Version of Spirit Binding and Commanding]

This was given to him decades ago when he completed a mission. He himself didn't like using it, so he passed it on to this kid.

Anyway, if it gets passed down, he'll keep doing it, so it won't have much of an impact.

A complex stream of information instantly flooded into Feng Xingtong's mind.

"This...this is?" Feng Xingtong's eyes widened as she felt the extra, domineering technique that had appeared in her mind, and she was too shocked to speak.

"I've passed on the complete Spirit Binding and Commanding technique to you." Su Wuxian withdrew his hand, his tone as calm as if he were handing over a head of cabbage.

"I didn't send you this message to gain your gratitude. I just have one flaw: I can't stand villains showing off."

"Furthermore, I'd like to give you one more piece of advice."

Su Wuxian stood up, dusted himself off, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes:

"I've had a really bad feeling about the Wang family these past few days."

"Once this matter is settled, I want to visit the Wang family."

"President Feng, would you be interested in going together... to collect some debts?"

Feng Zhenghao raised his head and looked at Su Wuxian's young yet dignified face in the firelight, and the blood in his body instantly boiled.

This is a pledge of allegiance!

This is the Feng family's only chance to turn things around!

Feng Zhenghao's eyes turned fiercer than ever before, and he gritted his teeth as he said:

"That is indeed my wish, but I dare not ask!"

Zhang Chulan, who had been watching the scene unfold, quietly swallowed.

He nudged Feng Baobao, who was still gnawing on a chicken bone, with his elbow and whispered:

"Sister Bao'er, did you see that? This is the big boss."

"They sentenced the Wang family, one of the Ten Elders, to death while eating barbecue..."

"And what does that 'wish' or 'please' mean?"

"From now on, we'd better stick close to this guy!"