"I'm just laughing, I just heard someone talking about a once-in-a-lifetime genius, and someone famous in Jiangnan, hehe."
Long Yun smiled sarcastically, "I know a young man who is ten times, even a hundred times better than them!"
"What?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Long Yun, are you kidding us?"
A burst of stern accusations erupted in the hall.
The assembled masters had been sitting idle for a whole day, feeling mentally oppressed and physically unwell, all filled with complaints.
As Long Yun spoke at this moment, he became the target of everyone's anger.
Several hot-tempered individuals almost lunged forward to beat Long Yun, this dog from the Southern Sect, until his face was flushed with embarrassment.
"Enough!"
Zhong Chen slammed the table several times in quick succession, finally quieting the hall.
"Long Yun, we are discussing important matters!"
Zhong Chen reprimanded sternly, "Even if you don't want to help, don't make jokes. This is not a place for jesting!"
"A joke?"
Long Yun said with perfect pronunciation, "I, Long, never joke."
Song Tian pointed at Long Yun and said coldly, "My disciple Yuan Feisheng has innate wisdom. The young man you speak of, who is ten or a hundred times stronger than my disciple, is he perhaps the reincarnation of King Wen?"
As is well known, King Wen, Ji Chang, was skilled in the Eight Trigrams and could divine fortune and misfortune, even earning respect from immortals and demons.
"Hahaha!"
"What a joke!"
"He's really learned bad habits from the liars of the Southern Sect, spouting nonsense!"
Everyone laughed mockingly; not a single person believed Long Yun's words.
They looked at Long Yun as if he were a clown.
Long Yun's expression was calm as he swept his gaze across the room, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt and disdain.
Upon meeting his gaze, some frowned deeply, others glared angrily, some were astonished and lost their color, and still others slammed the table in displeasure.
As the laughter subsided, Long Yun unhurriedly said, "I believe that even if he is not the reincarnation of King Wen, Master Lin will surely be remembered in history."
"You..."
No one was laughing at Long Yun anymore.
They wondered if this old fellow had suffered some mental stimulation.
Had he gone mad?
Zhong Chen scrutinized Long Yun for a long time. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he was perplexed.
Could there truly be a hidden master of exceptional talent?
But such a person should have already gained widespread fame!
"Long Yun, is this Master Lin you speak of from the South or the North?"
Zhong Chen asked in a low voice.
With the north-south conflict on the verge of erupting, this was his most pressing concern.
Because Long Yun had a history of studying under the Southern Sect, if this Master Lin he mentioned happened to be from the South, the Northern Sect's prestigious position would be in grave peril.
"Of course, he is from the North, a native of the North."
Long Yun said calmly.
"Oh~"
Zhong Chen let out a sigh of relief.
It was good that he wasn't from the South, otherwise, it would have been a huge problem.
Zhong Chen collected himself and immediately asked, "Does this person truly exist?"
"Of course, why would I speak carelessly?"
Long Yun gave a wry smile and explained, "To my shame, it was only after I had a bout with Master Lin that I dared to be certain that he possesses extraordinary talent and astonishing skill."
An Hai asked in shock, "Did you lose?"
Although they had always scorned Long Yun and been ashamed to associate with him, everyone also knew that Long Yun was truly capable, otherwise, the association wouldn't have admitted someone from the Jiangxiang Sect.
Long Yun nodded, "Not only did I lose, but I don't even know how I lost."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
The study of feng shui and divination originated from the I Ching.
Tracing back to their roots, they were all the same thing.
But Long Yun didn't even know how he lost; had the other party reached a realm of perfection?
That shouldn't be the case!
According to his account, the other party was still a young man.
Had he been cultivating since before he was born?
Seeing that he spoke with such conviction, Zhong Chen couldn't help but speak again, "Long Yun, tell us about this Master Lin you know, from the very beginning."
The other masters also looked at Long Yun with great interest.
Even if he was making it up, it would be amusing to hear how he had been embarrassed.
"I have a very generous patron, a famous real estate developer. For a period at the end of last year, she hadn't contacted me."
Long Yun, who made his living with his silver tongue, recounted the past with vivid detail, quickly piquing the curiosity of the crowd.
When he reached the part where Lin Fan saw through his trick at a glance, the hall erupted in laughter.
Only Zhong Chen did not laugh; he remained silent, contemplating.
Being able to see through the tricks of Long Yun, an old hand, at least indicated that the person had some skill and was not ordinary.
"Later, Master Lin, in front of me, demonstrated a unique skill."
Long Yun chuckled at this point.
"Perhaps I am making a fuss over nothing, Master Lin might have just done it casually."
Song Tian said impatiently, "What exactly is this unique skill, tell us!"
Long Yun suppressed his displeasure and continued, "Master Lin just like this..."
He picked up the teacup on the table, poured out the tea, and then placed the teacup upside down on the table.
"He placed walnuts under the cup, and all I heard was a crunching sound. When he lifted the cup, the walnuts inside were already shelled, and the walnut kernels were undamaged."
"Oh?"
"Hiss~"
"This..."
The assembled masters were speechless.
They frowned and pondered what kind of method could achieve such a result.
Long Yun added, "Master Lin did this on a tempered glass table, and with my knowledge, it was absolutely impossible to fake."
Zhong Chen and An Hai exchanged glances, then both shook their heads.
Even they couldn't figure out how it was done, let alone anyone else.
Next, Long Yun recounted the story of his competition with Lin Fan.
Throughout the hall, there were occasional gasps and exclamations of disbelief.
Without a compass, many of them could achieve similar feats.
After all, those who could sit here were all long-established figures.
Each of them had at least twenty to thirty years of geomancy experience.
However, Lin Fan, besides being decades younger than them, had used only a wooden stick to outline the flow of the earth's veins and water energy.
Everyone present, if asked, would admit that even with all their tools, they couldn't accomplish this in such a short time.
Not even President Zhong Chen could!
Following that, Long Yun told the story of Lin Fan discovering buried treasure and then digging up a jar of gold and silver.
The assembled masters showed expressions of half-belief and half-doubt.
If Lin Fan could do what others couldn't, they wouldn't dare to outright disbelieve him.
After all, there were not a few such masters in ancient times.
But how could one discern buried treasure on a leveled piece of land without any tools?
This was not a genius; it was practically a monster!
Facing their gazes, Long Yun remained unfazed.
He could understand their feelings at this moment.
If he were in their position, as a listener, he would also not believe it one hundred percent.
The so-called mysteries of feng shui were not mere babbling!
The hall was in disarray, with everyone whispering to each other, discussing whether Long Yun's account was true or false.