Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 257 The New Lü Family, Tang Clan

Inside the pavilion, Lu Ci, a centenarian, stood on the railing. The sharp mountain wind blew his clothes and hair. In front of him was a hundred-foot cliff, but he was completely unaware of it. He continued to point at Lu Qian, who was riding a crane in mid-air.

"You little rascal, you've really grown up, haven't you? Riding a white crane around like this at such a young age."

As soon as Lü Ci opened his mouth, he spewed out all sorts of vulgar and insulting words, "People say they're going to pass away peacefully, but it seems like you're in a hurry to be reincarnated. How about we have the whole Lü family send you off?"

"What a damn bad luck, hearing you announcing a death so early in the morning."

Lu Qian looked at Lu Ci, who was jumping around in the pavilion, with some surprise. His current rogue-like image was completely different from his usual cold and ruthless self. It was as if he had become a different person.

On the other side, Lü Ci, who was hopping on the railing, also saw the surprise on Lü Qian's face. A smile flashed in his eyes, and he suppressed some of his anger, coldly snorting, "Wearing a Taoist robe and riding a crane, you really think you're an enlightened being? Why don't you get down here? Is it cooler up in the sky?"

"Honestly, my children and grandchildren are all a burden; not one of them gives me any peace of mind."

He grumbled as he jumped down from the railing, walked to the table with his hands behind his back, picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and then let out a long sigh, "Ah, that feels good!"

This behavior is nothing like that of a serious old man reprimanding a younger generation; it's more like that of a mischievous teenager who's taking the opportunity to get revenge and is feeling smug.

"唳~~"

Lu Qian snapped out of his daze, directing the white crane to land while observing Lu Ci's retreating figure with great interest, a sense of familiarity welling up within him.

This feeling is not like the ruthless and vicious Lü Ci who controlled the life and death of the Lü family before, but more like the cunning and agile Lü Hedgehog in the dream of wealth and power.

Thinking of this, Lü Qian no longer had his initial doubts. Instead, he casually flipped himself up from the crane's back, waving his horsetail whisk and grinning at Lü Ci, "Oh ho, who is it? It turns out to be that old Lü the Seventh, who likes to claim relatives."

"Go to hell, you disrespectful brat."

The moment the words "Old Seventh Lu" were uttered, Lu Ci, whose mood had improved somewhat, raised his eyebrows again, turned around abruptly, and smashed the teacup in his hand at Lu Qian's head.

"call out--"

The teacup spun and transformed into a stream of porcelain-white light, within which the sharp edge of the Ruyi energy was faintly visible, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.

The dust from the whisk swirled and danced, like a soft, flowing ribbon or a swirling, surging stream, covering the teacup.

"Hehe, that's more like it. It's just a venomous snake in porcupine skin, why pretend to be hot-blooded?"

Lu Qian smiled and looked at Lu Ci, twisting his wrist holding the whisk. The Tai Chi force, combining softness and strength, lingered on the whisk, and in the blink of an eye, it extinguished the Ruyi force within it.

"A Ru ware celadon tea bowl, judging from its appearance, is a rare and exquisite piece. You have excellent taste."

The teacup, its auspicious energy dissipated, spun in the dust. Lü Qian glanced at it, then flicked his wrist and tossed the teacup back.

"No matter how rare it is, it's just a teacup."

Lu Ci reached out and caught the teacup, rubbing his five fingers together to dissipate the Tai Chi energy intertwined within it. He then casually tossed this prized possession, which others considered a rare find, onto the table beside him.

"clatter!"

The teacup clattered with a crisp sound, then wobbled and fell onto the table, blending into the haphazardly arranged pile of teaware around it.

"You're mistaken, your taste hasn't changed at all."

Lu Qian shook his head, not thinking much of such a wasteful act. Although he had been a poor Taoist priest for more than ten years, he was still a scion of a noble family.

Etiquette and refinement are merely means for them to gain benefits, never principles that bind them, and naturally they will not let these false things cloud their minds.

Lu Qian sat down at the table and picked up a cup of tea. Lu Ci, standing behind him, raised his fist to punch him on the back of the head.

Just as the gust of wind from the fist was about to hit the back of Lü Qian's head, he calmly said, "I have seen my great-grandfather and my great-great-grandfather. My great-grandfather asked me to pass on a message to you."

Before he could finish speaking, Lü Ci's fist stopped, and a fierce gust of wind blew over Lü Qian's head, but he calmly took a sip of tea.

Standing behind Lü Qian, Lü Ci looked at the disrespectful, unfilial, arrogant, and rebellious little hedgehog in front of him, clenched his fists, and forced a smile through his teeth.

"What did you say?"

Lu Qian took a sip of tea, savoring its flavor, and his every move truly reflected the refined manners of a noble family.

This action made Lü Ci behind him both angry and amused, and his fist slowly approached Lü Qian's head.

The old man and the young man in the pavilion seemed to be fighting each other, but Lü Qian always stepped on Lü Ci's string. For a moment, it seemed as if their ages were reversed and Lü Ci was the young man.

Lu Qian carefully gauged Lu Ci's emotions, and just as the latter was about to unleash that punch again, he calmly spoke, "The Great Ancestor said you did well... Ouch, Grandfather, you lack martial ethics!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lü Ci slammed his fist down without hesitation.

"Is there anything else? If not, your mission is complete."

"Snapped!"

Lu Ci slapped Lu Qian on the back of the head again, saying disdainfully, "Your head is too hard, it hurts my hand. Did you think I'd hold back in front of your great-grandfather?"

"That's my father. I know him better than you do. A few days ago, I might have let you off the hook, but now I've come to terms with it."

"I've just gotten younger at heart. It's not like I've wasted these past few decades. You haven't lived to this age yet, so you don't understand what it means to be old and eccentric."

Lu Ci calmly watched Lu Qian clutching his head. "I've always thought you were precocious. If your mind and body weren't in sync, something bad would happen sooner or later. But looking at your stupid state now, it's a good sign that your mind and body are in harmony. These past ten years of cultivation have been quite useful."

As he spoke, Lü Ci turned around, concealing the smile on his lips, and coughed twice to clear his throat.

"Ahem, I'm turning 110 this year, and I'm planning to hold a birthday banquet to get together with some old friends. I'll show off a bit and make a name for myself."

"So I've become the monkey in the performance?"

Lu Qian rubbed the back of his head and stood up, asking in confusion, "You're over a hundred years old, why are you holding such a grand celebration? Aren't you afraid of using up all your remaining blessings?"

For the elderly, birthdays that are not full or that are too old are generally not celebrated in a big way, for there are one or two taboos associated with them.

"Hmph, blessings or not, I've already gotten my money's worth."

Lu Ci gave himself a thumbs-up, a smile on his face, "This time, I'll settle old scores with you younger generation and collect those past favors."

"After all, our Lü family has produced such a little brat like you, so the Lü clan can't afford to be involved too much in the future."

"Just focus on cultivating your Tao and following your heart's desires. You don't need to worry about family matters. I will take care of everything. The Lü family will not hold you back."

"clear!"

Lu Qian stood up and bowed respectfully to Lu Ci, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

Lu Ci snorted coldly, his lips twitching a few times. Then, no longer hiding his smile, he said with a cold snort, "It's nothing. It's just that we, the predecessors, have caused a lot of trouble. Naturally, we don't want to leave these messes to our descendants."

"Grandpa, has anyone ever told you that you're too arrogant and will end up with no friends?"

"Go to hell, you brat! I have plenty of friends, I just don't care about making friends with others."

Inside the pavilion, an old man and a young man were tossing their precious tea sets around each other, playing around like two peers.

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Since the death of the former sect leader Yang Lie, Tang Miaoxing has become the new sect leader of the Tang Clan, while Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan have succeeded him as the leaders of the outer and inner sects, respectively.

Unfortunately, under the leadership of these three veteran Tang Clan members, the Tang Clan did not adapt well to the changes of the times, and instead faced the risk of decline.

Inside the ancestral temple cave on the back mountain, the atmosphere was very strange. Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan stared in shock at Tang Miaoxing in front of them.

"Tang Miaoxing, are you crazy? You dare to claim Lu Ci, that mad dog, as your friend?"

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Chapter One!

Lu Ci was about to collect the debts, because the living Lu Zu family symbolized the rebirth of the Lu family. Since it was a new beginning, it was natural to sort out the past.