Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 475 - 475 Naturally

Sword Pointer Mountain.

When Wang Ye entered the depths of Sword Pointer Mountain, it felt as if the whole world had beco quiet at that mont.

But within this stillness, there seed to be sothing awakening, carrying a mysterious danger with it.

And for Wang Ye, the mont he entered Sword Pointer Mountain, his mind instantly beca tense.

It wasn't to guard against things inside Sword Pointer Mountain, but rather to protect against things coming in from the outside.

After staying in place for a while, Wang Ye quickly left.

In fact, by staying put and laying an ambush, Wang Ye had the confidence in his abilities to take care of the first group of Martial Warriors who entered, but he chose not to.

Wang Ye wanted to keep them.

By keeping them, he would be driven. If he were to rashly deal with them, it would actually relieve the pressure on him.

Without pressure… his cooperation with Zhao Han would be, in a way, ruined.

So ti after Wang Ye had left, three Fourth Grade Martial Warriors ca directly to the spot where he had just been.

They were Third and Fourth Grade Martial Warriors, but that didn't an that they were the only ones who ca here; there were many Fourth Grade Martial Warriors, but these three were just the first batch.

One Fourth Grade Martial Warrior looked towards a tree on the left and said, "That tree seems to have a clue left by Wang Ye."

"A clue?"

One of the Fourth Grade Martial Warriors went towards that tree.

A piece of paper was stuck to the tree by a branch, and this Martial Warrior took it down.

As this Fourth Grade Martial Warrior took down the small piece of paper, the others gathered around and asked:

"What does it say on this piece of paper?"

"Don't tell that idiot Wang Ye is foolish enough to want to challenge us three to a fight directly?"

The other two Fourth Grade Martial Warriors who didn't take the paper caught each other's eye at this thought and seed to find sothing amusing, so they started to chuckle.

While those two Fourth Grade Martial Warriors were laughing, another one unfolded the paper.

As soon as the paper was unfolded, an extrely foul sll wafted out, causing all three Fourth Grade Martial Warriors to turn pale and start coughing violently.

"Damn it, what the hell is this stuff? Why is it so pungent!"

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

"That little bastard Wang Ye actually set us up!"

The group cursed out loud, and the words on the paper also ca into their view at that ti.

"First, enjoy the unbearable itching all over your body before you chase after . My next target is Sword Pointer Waterfall, so feel free to play while you pursue . No rush."

Unbearable itching?

The three Fourth Grade Martial Warriors had a sudden ominous premonition upon seeing the content of Wang Ye's note.

Then, they began to feel an uncontrollable itching all over their bodies.

The expressions on the faces of the three Fourth Grade Martial Warriors twisted fiercely.

...

Wang Ye constantly weaved through Sword Pointer Mountain at an extrely fast pace, recalling the words he had heard from Yuan Shuo as he moved.

Power… what is it?

It is a kind of utilization of strength, an understanding of that strength.

Power… need not be very formidable, and strength… is not rely about brute force.

A stream has its own power, even a single blade of grass, a flower, possesses its distinct power, but such a form of power is too weak.

That's why no one seeks to comprehend it.

However, these things too possess their own power.

Having reached this thought, Wang Ye began to look around, but as he surveyed his surroundings, he failed to discover anything—seeing a flower, he felt that it was rely a flower.

Seeing a blade of grass, he felt that it was rely a blade of grass.

Wang Ye sighed and muttered to himself, "Could it be that to comprehend power, one must possess the ability to 'see a mountain not as a mountain, see water not as water'? That seems too fanciful."

As Wang Ye spoke these words, he curled his lips with disdain.

In Wang Ye's view, the world should be pure, and everything else was simply additional value imparted by others.

Continuing to weave through Sword Pointer Mountain, because it was not designated as a tourist attraction, the mountain was devoid of disturbances and yet very clean.

A faint, decayed sll mingled with other odors, providing an even more relaxing sensation.

Sword Pointer Waterfall.

Based on the impression in his mind, Wang Ye kept moving toward the direction of the Sword Pointer Waterfall.

Very soon.

After traveling for a couple of hours, Wang Ye heard the rush of water tumbling down.

Upon hearing the sound of the flowing water, a smile appeared on Wang Ye's face—he knew Sword Pointer Waterfall was close by; after all, he could already hear the water from the waterfall.

Within a dozen breaths, Wang Ye erged from a thicket of bushes, transitioning from a dense view to a sudden expanse of clarity.

In front of him was a vast waterfall, a white silvery curtain cascading from above, exuding a majestic and atmospheric beauty, and from the waterfall itself, it more closely resembled a sword.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye suddenly felt a wave of disappointnt.

Sword Pointer Waterfall…

Indeed, it gave the impression of pointing like a sword, but the crux of the problem was that Wang Ye could feel the majestic and atmospheric vibe emanating from the Sword Pointer Waterfall; however, he could not sense the Power from within the waterfall.

"Power…"

"What exactly is power?"

Wang Ye pondered. Although he had gained so insights from Yuan Shuo, when it ca ti for Wang Ye himself to think about it, he still felt at a loss.

It was just as Yuan Shuo had spoken to him in a cryptic manner.

While he could tell Wang Ye so thods to sense power, when it ca down to actually doing it, it still depended on Wang Ye himself.

Such matters could not be taught by others.

Therefore, this was also the reason why many Fourth Rank Peak Martial Warriors remained trapped at the peak of their grade, unable to advance into the Third Rank Martial Warrior throughout their lives.