I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Lei Tong's face was gloomy, but his eyes were filled with a trace of apprehension.

He wondered what kind of strength did it take to completely deceive everyone, including him, without being detected?

He had the power to do it?

The fact that the other party had acted so brazenly indicated that they were not afraid of their actions being discovered later, nor the retaliation of Lei Yun Mountain Manor. They were confident.

The All Ages Alliance?

Lei Tong took a deep breath, saying in a deep voice, "You all go back. I'll go and investigate the Chang Qing Pavilion."

"Take care, Elder!"

The others also understood that the Chang Qing Pavilion must be more than capable.

After everyone left, Lei Tong stood still, recalling each time he entered Chang Qing Pavilion, unable to figure out where the problem could be.

"Not right!"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Finally realizing, what was wrong.

In the recent days, wounded martial artists had been lingering outside the Chang Qing Pavilion, but near the pavilion, everything appeared normal, with no sight of any warriors seeking medical treatment.

This was obviously abnormal.

The injured seeking treatment were stationed so far away, yet, there were no patients near the pavilion?

Obviously, he must have been hypnotized once he entered a certain range, and everything he saw was an illusion.

Even including the people!

The more he thought about it, the more his scalp tingled. What kind of tactic was this that had even managed to ensnare him, a powerful being? And yet, with the strength of his divine soul, he didn't realize it at all.

"I had thought those Martial Artists were just curious and gathered around to watch the Chang Qing Pavilion, but I never expected this!"

Lei Tong muttered to himself.

Due to the distance from the Chang Qing Pavilion, the patients stayed together in a loose formation and did not even form a line. Hence, he didn't realize that those were the warriors seeking medical attention.

"Excellent tactic!"

Lei Tong moved and headed towards Chang Qing Pavilion.

Outside the Chang Qing Pavilion, patients were lined up waiting to enter, including the Refining God Heavenly Man, and even a Spirit Sect Elder he recognized.

This elder had once been seriously injured, with his foundation destroyed and no further progress in cultivation, and his lifespan reduced. Even he was waiting in line for treatment now.

With his status as a topnotch Elder of the Spirit Sect, to be in line with some Loose Cultivators, even behind one gravely ill martial artist bearing old wounds, was quite a sight.

The sight made Lei Tong's heart sink.

Something must have happened at the Chang Qing Pavilion, otherwise, the Spirit Sect elder would not be standing in line waiting obediently?

He took a deep breath and walked into the Chang Qing Pavilion.

"Get in line at the back!"

A warrior in the line stared at him discontentedly.

"What are you looking at? Think you're amazing because you're a Spiritual Sect Warrior? A few days ago, some Spirit Sect Warrior who broke the rules was smacked to death. If you don't line up properly, you won't get treatment."

The Warrior was not a bit cowed.

"Humph!"

Lei Tong snorted coldly, a touch of his aura erupted, instantly paling the warrior who fell trembling to the ground.

The other warriors in line seeking treatment were all shaking uncontrollably.

Was this, a supreme warrior?

"An Elder of Lei Yun Mountain Manor!"

The Spirit Sect Warrior in the line changed his expression. From Lei Tong's clothing, he recognized that this was an Elder from Lei Yun Mountain Manor.

Lei Tong then stepped into Chang Qing Pavilion.

At that moment, he discovered that the Chang Qing Pavilion was unlike what he had always seen.

He clenched his teeth, saying darkly, "Chang Qing Pavilion, what a tactic!"

Fury gnawed at him the whole time. The fact he, a respected elder of Lei Yun Mountain Manor and a supreme figure bearing a trace of the Heaven and Earth Laws' aura, had been made a fool of was unbearable.

"Elder Lei, do you need anything else?"

Yue'er asked with surprise.

She seemed to have no idea that Lei Tong was about to explode with anger right on the spot.

The others looked up at Lei Tong and then continued with their work, completely indifferent to him.

"After you return, take one pill per day for three days, and you should be cured."

Meng Shushu handed three medicinal pills to an injured person.

"Next!"

He continued the examination without any hurry.

Yue'er asked Lei Tong a question and then continued operating on the diagnostic spiritual artifact, diagnosing the patients while Meng Shushu and Shi'er were responsible for prescribing pills according to the diagnosis.

Zhou Ying was in charge of collecting the fees.

Su Lingxiu was absorbed in working on the Flying Boat, helping to perfect its shape without showing her face.

Moon Changming was in a corner, concentrating on gathering the Heaven and Earth Laws' aura.

Li Xuan was lounging on a chair, leisurely reading the Book of Tai Cang and sipping spiritual tea brewed by Cai Ling'er.

No one paid any attention to his anger.

Tightly clenching his fists, Lei Tong trembled all over with rage. The divine artifact hanging on his waist was emitting a weak glow of thunder, seeming like he was about to lash out thunderously at any moment.

But he eventually restrained himself.

He saw the powerful figure from the Sea Spirit Tribe, making tea for a young man!

The latter was leisurely and undisturbed, with his aura hidden, like an ordinary person.

But, the calmer he was, the more Lei Tong worried. This meant the other side was extremely confident.

"Humph!"

Lei Tong coldly harrumphed, with a chill in his voice, "Chang Qing Pavilion, you better watch yourselves!"

Then he turned around and left.

"Just ignore him, he's just a clown."

"Seems like he's furiously impotent. He can't stand the fact he's powerless."

"Is he going to die of anger?"

"Not likely, he's supposedly a supreme figure. He won't be that weak."

Meng Shushu's and Shi'er's voices reached him from behind.

Lei Tong's eyes turned blood red. How dare these weaklings mock him?

They were pushing him too far!

One of his hands clutched the divine artifact at his waist, ready to strike back and annihiliate those two insignificant ants who dared to mock him!