Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

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"Tell me or not, if you don't, I have other toys waiting for you."

"Damn it, get a bucket of salt water and give him a bath."

With the splashing of water, Fu Yushu, whose head was drooping and who was nearly unconscious, let out a mournful cry that sounded inhuman, but only elicited laughter.

Outside the door, Dugu Wudi merely glanced coldly for a moment before turning and leaving, ignoring the countless venomous gazes on both sides.

The moment he stepped onto the stairs, he paused, and said disdainfully, "Those who are stubborn and refuse to budge, there's no need to keep them around, get rid of them."

Having said that, he continued to walk up the steps. The heavy iron gate slowly opened, and a beam of light shone on him, so ironically.

As the iron gate creaked shut, the dust that had been dancing in the sunlight was plunged back into darkness, as despairing as a dungeon. One by one, the disciples of the Invincible Sect poured into the cage, their swords rising and falling...

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The Invincible Sect headquarters, backyard.

On the second floor of the embroidered tower, Dugu Feng walked briskly up the stairs and saw Shen Manjun sitting by the window. The window was tightly closed, so there was no way to see outside, yet Shen Manjun could sit there all day.

Dugu Feng shook her head in confusion, wondering why she could look at that window all day long without getting tired of it, and day after day.

"Mother, here is a letter for you." Dugu Feng didn't want to think about it anymore, so she walked to the table, sat down, and placed a letter on the coffee table.

Shen Manjun turned around, seemingly unconcerned, and asked, "Who sent the letter?"

Dugu Feng shook her head and pouted, "There was no signature, only my mother's name. It was given to me by a child."

Shen Manjun sat down opposite the coffee table, then picked up the envelope and examined it for a moment. Neither the envelope nor the handwriting seemed unusual. Since she couldn't figure it out, she didn't care and took out the letter to read it.

A moment later, her fingers, gripping the letter tightly, turned white from the force, and she looked dazed and absent-minded. Dugu Feng waved his hand in front of her, but it didn't elicit any reaction from her.

"Mother? Mother, what's wrong? Whose letter is this? Let me see it?" As she spoke, Dugu Feng reached out to take the letter.

Shen Manjun tightened her grip, slapped her hand away, stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and said, "It's nothing, just an old friend I haven't seen in a long time. I just didn't expect to receive a letter from her."

Although Dugu Feng couldn't understand how Shen Manjun, who had never left the embroidery tower, could have any friends, the naive girl didn't think much of it. Before long, she grew impatient with Shen Manjun's lecturing and left, leaving only a deep sigh.

After dark, the windows on the second floor of the embroidered building, which were originally tightly closed, quietly opened. Shen Manjun lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped onto the roof of the embroidered building.

She glanced back at the embroidered tower, then flew away without looking back.

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Inside the secret chamber of the Invincible Gate.

While healing his wounds, Dugu Wudi was startled awake by the ringing of a bell and immediately got up and left.

Inside the lobby, Gongsun Hong, who had been waiting for a long time, bowed and handed him a piece of paper upon his arrival.

Dugu Wudi opened it, then immediately crumpled it into a ball, and with a flick of his fingers, it turned into a pile of scraps of paper.

"Deep in the Qinling Mountains, at Jue Long Ridge, lies the Cliff of Broken Souls!"

"Can we still find that hunter who saw the Ten Thousand Year Broken Flower?" Dugu Wudi suddenly asked.

Gongsun Hong nodded and said, "According to Fu Yushu's instructions, they were severely injured by us before they could take action after receiving the news. The hunter should still be alive."

Dugu Wudi narrowed his eyes and said, "Find him as soon as possible. No matter the cost, we must obtain the Ten Thousand Year Broken Flower."

Gongsun Hong cupped his hands and said, "Master, rest assured, I will go there myself and I will definitely find the Ten Thousand Year Broken Flower for you."

After Gongsun Hong left, Dugu Wudi turned around and went to the backyard. Standing on the roof ridge, his gaze sharpened, but the figure that should have appeared in the window did not appear.

The next second, he leaped to the second-floor window of the embroidered tower, and after a long while, he left again.

Chapter 280 Shen Manjun's Choice

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

That day, Yan Chongtian was guarding the mourning hall, waiting for changes to occur in Qingsong and Baishi, when Lun Wan'er quickly walked in and winked at him. Yan Chongtian was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood.

The two walked to a corner of the mourning hall, and Lun Wan'er whispered, "Shen Manjun has arrived. Fei Yang arranged for her to stay in the back mountain. Now we are just waiting for the sect leader and Senior Brother Bai Shi."

Yan Chongtian clapped his hands and said somewhat impatiently, "The changes Fei Yang mentioned have not occurred. If he hadn't been so certain, I would have seriously doubted whether the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill really has the ability to bring the dead back to life."

Lun Wan'er shook her head and said, "Feiyang wouldn't lie, and it doesn't make any sense."

Yan Chongtian sighed...

"If that's the case, then the situation is even worse. If the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi in their bodies can't function, they'll die on their own if they wait any longer."

"Forget it, now we can only leave it to their own fate. Here's what you do: go to the back mountain and keep Shen Manjun company, and explain things to her."

The people chanting and offering prayers in the mourning hall all looked on curiously. Lun Wan'er smiled and turned to leave. At this moment, an elder from the Enforcement Hall came over and asked, "Senior Brother, what happened? Why has Wan'er been acting so mysteriously these past few days?"

Yan Chongtian waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just news from down the mountain." Seeing that he didn't want to say more, the elder of the Enforcement Hall nodded and left.

Yan Chongtian returned to the mourning hall, walked around the coffin as usual, and then sat down to the side, closing his eyes and remaining silent.

As evening approached, the disciples responsible for chanting scriptures and keeping vigil all left. Yan Chongtian went to look around the coffin again, and the next second his eyes flashed with a divine light. He then carefully looked around to make sure no one was paying attention before carefully looking into the coffin.

He saw that Qingsong's hands, which were placed on his abdomen, were covered with a thin layer of silk-like threads. Although it was only a thin layer, it was real. He then carefully examined Baishi's body and looked at the few threads on his eyelids with some uncertainty.

Yan Chongtian felt a sense of relief, his tense mind relaxed. It was truly a blessing from heaven; the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill really did have the ability to repair itself.

[Qingsong and Baishi's Heavenly Silkworm True Qi spontaneously formed cocoons, but the true qi was insufficient, and the opportunity was fleeting.]

Yun Feiyang, who was also waiting for his chance on the back mountain, received a prompt and immediately got up.

"Feiyang, what's wrong?" Lun Wan'er and Shen Manjun looked over at the same time.

Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "The time has come. I'll be right back." With that, he headed towards the front of the mountain. Behind him, Lun Wan'er and Shen Manjun's faces lit up with joy, already understanding what he meant.

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Inside the mourning hall.

Yun Feiyang moved like a ghost, appearing behind Mu Shi and Tie Shi in a flash. With a flick of his sleeve, the two fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Chongtian beckoned to him with a joyful expression. Yun Feiyang strode over, quickly surveyed the situation inside the coffin, and nodded, saying, "The timing is perfect. Senior Uncle, let's take them to the back mountain now."

Yan Chongtian nodded and first dragged a person out from the back hall. This person looked four or five parts similar to Qingsong, and was also wearing a dark blue Taoist robe and had three strands of scholar's beard.

To create a convincing illusion, Yan Chongtian went down the mountain to find a double, nicknamed "Ruthless Scholar," who bore a resemblance to Qingsong.

Yun Feiyang raised an eyebrow. It was impressive that Yan Chongtian could find a substitute in such a short time. It had to be said that Yan Chongtian's abilities were indeed not to be underestimated.

Yan Chongtian carried Qingsong out and slapped the man on the head. The man groaned and died unconscious. Yan Chongtian then pushed him into the coffin.

Yun Feiyang grabbed the white cloth and pulled hard, tearing it into countless strips that wrapped the man from head to toe. After a careful inspection, confirming there were no major flaws, Yan Chongtian picked up Qingsong, and Yun Feiyang reached out and grabbed the white stone, which floated in the air behind him. The two of them quickly headed towards the back mountain.

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Inside the wooden house on the back mountain.

Following Yun Feiyang's instructions, Shen Manjun channeled her cultivated Heavenly Silkworm True Qi into Qingsong's body. As they watched the 'silkworm threads' on Qingsong's hand gradually spread up his arm, everyone was overjoyed.

Yan Chongtian stood to the side, his hands clenched, looking nervous. Seeing that Shen Manjun's method was indeed effective, he immediately felt relieved. He then looked at the white stone beside Yun Feiyang and appeared extremely excited.

Lun Wan'er stood nervously to the side, while Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it will be over soon."

Lun Wan'er nodded and stood to the side with Yan Chongtian, watching Yun Feiyang's actions with curiosity.

Yun Feiyang waved his hand to remove the white cloth covering Bai Shi, and with a flick of his right hand, Bai Shi floated into the air. He instantly assessed Bai Shi's condition: "Although it's worse than I thought, it's not too bad."

As he spoke, countless silver threads surged from his hand, flowing into Bai Shi's Baihui, Tanzhong, Dantian, and Yongquan acupoints. Bai Shi, who had been completely still, let out a muffled groan, his robes fluttering without any wind.

The next second, dense, thread-like things began to emerge from his hair, cheeks, and even his clothes, quickly covering his entire body. Then, the thread-like things became more and more numerous and thicker, soon forming a thick cocoon.

At this moment, the pine tree's surface was covered only by layers of silk as thin as cicada wings, almost transparent. Yan Chongtian looked at Yun Feiyang, who seemed completely relaxed, and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

Yun Feiyang flicked his finger, and two silk threads shot out into the air, cutting the white cloth beside him into strips. The strips then danced around the white stone, quickly wrapping around his entire body.

With a wave of his hand, Yun Feiyang placed Bai Shi, who was wrapped like a mummy, on the bed and said, "Alright. After we put Senior Brother Bai Shi back, we can announce to the public that Wan'er has found the Heavenly Sun Resurrection Grass. As for who will survive, it all depends on luck."

A moment later, Shen Manjun's face turned pale and then flushed. She opened her eyes, placed Qingsong aside, and lay down next to Baishi.

After taking a moment to catch her breath, Shen Manjun looked at Qingsong with a complicated expression on her face, then turned around and said, "I've done what I needed to do, and I should go now."

Yun Feiyang raised an eyebrow and looked at Lun Wan'er, who looked blankly at Shen Manjun.

Shen Manjun smiled and said...

"Wan'er is a good girl, she told me everything."

“But I am Dugu Wudi’s wife. I have already wronged him back then. I cannot make the same mistake again in the future.”

"Back then, Qingsong passed on the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill to me, and now I'm returning it to him. It's a perfect ending. From now on, I only want to spend my life with Feng'er."

Having said that, Shen Manjun seemed to have a heavy burden lifted off her shoulders. She took one last look at the pine tree and headed outside. Lun Wan'er glanced at Yan Chongtian and Yun Feiyang, then hurriedly followed her.

"Oh dear! What a mess this is!" Yan Chongtian sighed.

Yun Feiyang reminded him, "Senior Uncle, there's still one left on the front mountain. You need to decide what to do."

Yan Chongtian was startled by these words. After a moment's thought, he clapped his hands and said, "Alright, let's stick to the original plan. It's best for both him and Chongzhen to fake Qingsong's death and go into hiding. I'll go and hide him first." With that, he picked up Qingsong and quickly left.

When Lun Wan'er returned, the two of them carried the mummy Bai Shi and flew quickly towards the front of the mountain.

Soon, the bells rang out from the front of the mountain.

Chapter 281 Yan Chongtian's Explanation

The front hill, the mourning hall.

The elders and disciples summoned by the bell hurriedly entered the main hall, only to be met with a scene that left them speechless.

The original mourning hall had been dismantled and was in disarray. Yan Chongtian sat in the chair at the head of the table with his eyes closed, resting. Lun Wan'er stood behind him, while on the side, she directed everyone to dismantle the wooden and stone parts of the mourning hall. Tie Shi stood awkwardly and excitedly to the side.

In the center of the main hall, a large mat was placed, on which were two 'mummies' completely wrapped in white cloth, with only a small gap showing.

The elders and disciples exchanged bewildered glances, wondering what was going on this time. Several elders exchanged a look, and the elder of the Enforcement Hall stepped forward, addressing the person at the head of the table, "Senior Brother, why have you summoned us so hastily? What has happened this time?"

Yan Chongtian, with his eyes closed, said unhurriedly, "No rush. Take a count and see if anyone is missing. I'll talk to everyone after everyone has arrived."

The elder of the Enforcement Hall nodded, turned around, and quickly checked the number of people with the other elders. After everyone who was supposed to be there had arrived, Yan Chongtian stood up and said...

"The main reason I've gathered you all here tonight is to announce something. But before that, I have something to say first."

"Many of the current disciples may not know this, but almost all the elders do, which is why I retired to the back mountain and Qingsong succeeded me as the sect leader. It was because I made a mistake in my training, which caused my martial arts to be sometimes absent and sometimes absent."

"Because of this matter, both the patriarch and I tried every possible method back then. Later, the patriarch finally found a record in an ancient book that there is a kind of miraculous medicine in this world called 'Heavenly Sun Resurrection Grass'."

"This medicine can not only restore a person's martial arts skills, but also bring the dying back to life and restore them to normal. However, this medicine only exists in legends, and no one has ever seen it."

"Back then, our ancestor found three seedlings of the Heavenly Sun Resurrection Grass by chance, based on the guidance of ancient books. Unfortunately, they could only be used after they matured."

"For years, the old Taoist priest had lived in the back mountain to take care of these three seedlings. Until recently, one of them finally matured. After consuming it, the old Taoist priest regained his martial arts skills."

"The remaining two were intended to be used in the future as part of our sect's foundation. Unfortunately, as you all know, the sect leader and Bai Shi encountered a calamity."

At this point, a commotion arose among the crowd, who began to discuss it amongst themselves. The more astute among them had already turned their attention to the two 'mummies' on the ground.

The elder of the Enforcement Hall said excitedly, "Senior Brother, Wan'er went to..."

Yan Chongtian nodded, meeting the eager gazes of the crowd...

According to ancient texts, this medicine is only available if taken within seven days of death, before the last breath of life in the body is completely extinguished, so that there is even a slight chance of recovery.

“The two Heavenly Sun Resurrection Grasses were only close to maturity before, so the old Taoist could only send Wan’er to check on them while guarding Qing Song and Bai Shi.”

"Fortunately, by the grace of Heaven, on the third day, the two spiritual herbs were fully mature and were picked by Wan'er. The old Taoist priest gave them to the two of them overnight."

"Now we just need to wait a few more days. If the pulse and breathing return, it will prove that it has worked; if there is still no improvement, then there is no hope of recovery."

"The reason I didn't tell you is simply because such rare and precious materials are one in a million. If I told you in advance, and some of you were dissatisfied, it would only create more conflict."

"Now that they have consumed the only two spiritual herbs in the world, there is no possibility of finding them again. This can be considered a complete end to your hopes."

Upon hearing this, the previously fiery gazes of the crowd cooled down slightly. Even if they still had any ideas, the medicine had already been taken by someone else, and it was a one-of-a-kind one at that, so all their thoughts were extinguished.

Yan Chongtian waved his sleeve and said...

"Alright, everything has been clearly explained to you. As for the fate of the sect leader and Bai Shi, that's beyond our control from now on."

"Next, Mu Shi and Tie Shi will be in one group, and Lao Dao and Wan'er will be in another group, taking turns guarding this place every day until the sect leader and Bai Shi recover."

"If there's nothing else, you may leave now."

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, the elders dismissed the other disciples, leaving only a few people curiously surrounding the 'mummy' on the ground. Yan Chongtian didn't bother to say anything more, leaving Mu Shi and Tie Shi behind, and turned to leave.

The next day, on the back mountain.

Yan Chongtian, Lun Wan'er, and Yun Feiyang looked at Qingsong's 'corpse'. Although a night had passed, the rate at which the silkworms on Qingsong's body were increasing was not fast, and it was incomparable to that of Baishi.