Li Guanyi had never encountered such a shameless old man before.
On the main street, the old man clung to his leg, refusing to let go, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Master, Master," attracting many onlookers. Li Guanyi was infuriated, but suddenly the old man gently patted his leg, and the youth's breath instantly stilled, and even his meridians were controlled.
The old man suddenly shouted, "Ah, master, master, what happened to you, sir?"
"Oh no, I told you not to turn into a young child!"
"See, you're sick now!"
"Don't worry, disciple, I will see you out!"
He directly lifted Li Guanyi around the waist, clanging him onto his shoulder like a seasoned pro, and sprinted away with legs resembling dry branches. He soon found a secluded corner on the street, where he set Li Guanyi down and then sat down himself, scooting up to the young man to size him up closely.
"Good, good."
The elderly man grinned, showing a somewhat awkward expression as he rubbed his hands and said,
"I will release the Binding Spell on you, don't move."
In Li Guanyi's eyes, a transparent rope made of Qi wrapped around him could be seen, with Dragon and Tiger furiously struggling and tearing at the rope. The old man flicked his finger lightly, and the rope snapped, turning into an invisible breath that merged into the world.
Li Guanyi recognized the profound depths of this move, and refrained from instantly bursting away.
Instead, he rested his hand on the Qiushui Sword at his waist, murmuring,
"Elder... what exactly are you planning to do?"
The old man did not respond but continued to stare intently at Li Guanyi, asking, "Can you see it?"
"How did you see it?"
"When did you see it?!"
Li Guanyi carefully chose his words, "I've been able to since I was young."
The elder felt puzzled:
"Hmm? You haven't eaten any particular fruit or seen any anomalies? Nor do you possess any artifacts?"
Li Guanyi naturally replied:
"Yes, it's innate."
The old man scratched his head, looking towards the Old Xuan Turtle and saying, "Old friend, what do you think?"
The Mystic Turtle looked at Li Guanyi, his gaze seeming to penetrate the young man's sincere face. To Li Guanyi's surprise, he saw a hint of gentle smile on the Mystic Turtle's speckled face. The Mystic Turtle shook its head without speaking, and the elder said, "You mean he is a good kid, we don't need to fuss over it."
Siming said, "Indeed, how you can see it is none of my business."
"Being able to see it is what truly matters."
The elder looked at Li Guanyi, lifting his hand to his heart, his expression solemn and calm, and declared, "I am Siming, one of the top three positions in the Yin Yang Family's twelve officials. I could be your teacher or disciple, whichever you prefer."
Li Guanyi's lips twitched.
A rich voice answered, "He is asking if you wish to join the Yin Yang Family."
Li Guanyi looked at the Mystic Turtle as if seeing a ghost.
Influenced by his emotions, the White Tiger on his shoulder looked back and forth between Li Guanyi and the Mystic Turtle.
It too stared in shock at the Mystic Turtle.
The latter spoke slowly, "Don't look at me; understanding human speech isn't a difficult task. If one lives long enough, it becomes easy to comprehend, child. This generation's Siming plays a lot of games; don't let his words influence you."
Li Guanyi thought deeply, then simply asked:
"What benefits do I get from joining the Yin Yang Family?"
The old man was stunned, then burst into laughter, pointing at Li Guanyi and saying to the Mystic Turtle, "Look, my disciple and I are indeed fated. His thick skin isn't much worse than mine!"
"But being straightforward is a good thing,"
"Our Yin Yang lineage is one of the Nine Streams, mastering the Yin and Yang Qi of heaven and earth, and manipulating the Five Elements through transformations. If you join us, the benefits are endless. Famous and respected by marquises and kings everywhere."
The Mystic Turtle said unhurriedly:
"The grand master of the Yin Yang Family, in this era, is uncommonly capable of hosting national rituals. Starting from seven hundred years ago, when the empire was stabilized in the name of heaven, to enfeoff kings, anyone wishing to found a nation and occupy the throne must obtain the 'Heavenly Mandate'. A Yin Yang Family grandmaster who can interpret the Heavenly Mandate will be highly valued by the king."
"But once that king falls from power, the once-prominent grandmaster of the Yin Yang Family will be replaced."
"In one nation, you might be treated with great respect; in another, you might be considered a mere minister. Over a hundred years ago, Ziwei Palace caught fire, and more than a hundred people from the Imperial Observatory were executed. Back then, grandmasters from the Yin Yang Family were present too, and in times of chaos, it's no longer considered a prominent school,"
The old friend undercuts, and the old man glares and flares his nostrils.
But the Mystic Turtle doesn't mind.
He slowly continued, "Yet, mastering the Qi of the Five Elements and the flow of Yin and Yang, ultimately comprehending the profound mysteries of the 'Tao', is also a supreme inheritance. Able to understand hints given by all things and events, advocating good fortune while avoiding calamity, divining geomancy, and walking in Yin and Yang."
"Such talent should not go untrained,"
Li Guanyi, understanding more as he looked at the Mystic Turtle, smiled slightly, sitting cross-legged, his hand releasing the sword handle to rest on his knee, and said,
"You must be 'Siming.'"
"Is that so?" responded the Mystic Turtle.
The Mystic Turtle and the elder both showed a trace of surprise on their faces.
The Mystic Turtle's face warmed: "...Smart kid."
"All things in the world are divided into Yin and Yang Qi, among which living beings belong to Yang, and Dharma Form belongs to Yin. The flow of Yin and Yang Qi, being human and able to glimpse the Dharma Form, are abilities only attainable by the Yin Yang Family at a certain level of mastery. Those who can see mine are worthy of inheriting the title of 'Siming.'"
Li Guanyi felt that it was utterly impossible to obtain Jade Liquid from this Ancient Mystic Turtle.
It seemed, after all, that the Mystic Turtle never dispersed the slightest breath or Divine Charm.