Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

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After saying that, the two figures flickered and retreated more than ten feet away, and then disappeared from everyone's sight in another blink.

"What a waste of your grandma's legs! You all need to explain yourselves to this old woman!" Shi Xiaocui shouted, looking at the empty space.

Chapter 105 The Chang Le Gang affair is resolved; Feng Wanli practices swordsmanship with his left hand.

Shi Xiaocui was still shouting and cursing loudly because the fat and thin men looked down on her.

Bai Wanjian's expression changed drastically, and he said, "No good, Father... Father..."

"Father...father...father my ass! Are you trying to call my soul here?!" Shi Xiaocui cursed at Bai Wanjian.

“Mother…” Bai Wanjian said helplessly.

Shi Xiaocui was still not satisfied and cursed...

"Why did I give birth to such a useless son like you? You're not even as considerate as Ah Xiu."

“If you care about your father, let’s go now. What kind of man is this, hesitating and fussing like this?”

Feng Wanli, the "Wind and Fire Divine Dragon," comforted him, saying, "Master's wife, my junior brother was just worried about Master, that's why he lost his composure! You don't need to take it to heart, let's hurry back to Lingxiao City."

Shi Xiaocui wholeheartedly agreed, saying, "When it comes to getting things done, you're much more reliable. These brats are nowhere near as good as you!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Feng Wanli's empty right sleeve and said resentfully...

"That old bastard is always having crazy tantrums. He was a promising sect leader, and now he's lost his arm and all his martial arts skills. What a waste. That old bastard is no human being."

"Hoping that my foolish son will inherit the Snow Mountain Sect is worse than him killing himself on the snow mountain, so as not to disgrace our ancestors."

As everyone listened to the old woman scolding her son and then her husband, calling him a scoundrel and his foolish son, they couldn't help but chuckle to themselves.

Bai Wanjian and the others blushed with embarrassment. Even Feng Wanli looked embarrassed and repeatedly apologized to everyone.

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You've taken Shi Zhongyu's place, and your infamy has spread throughout the Chang Le Gang.

You murdered your brother, and after the Snow Mountain Sect spread the word, your infamy spread far and wide.

You disown your closest relatives, your actions are inconsistent, and your infamy is widespread.

Your unorthodox ways are intolerable to the world; you have achieved the status of an evil person, earning the reputation of a heretic and demonic sect.

Seeing the sudden system narration, Su Yuchen was slightly taken aback, then laughed dismissively...

"Hahaha……"

"What are you laughing at, you brat?" Shi Xiaocui asked angrily.

"I think the old lady's scolding was good. An old scoundrel and a stupid son, you're lucky you didn't die of anger." At the head of the table, Su Yuchen sat in his chair, clapping and agreeing.

Shi Xiaocui looked at Su Yuchen and snorted coldly, saying, "You're no better than me, hmph!"

"Grandma!" Ah Xiu tugged at her sleeve and said, "Brother Su... Brother Su meant no harm."

Shi Xiaocui said impatiently, "Don't talk to the old woman, go talk to him."

Ah Xiu smiled apologetically and looked at Su Yuchen, saying, "Brother Su... Grandma actually has something to ask of you, but... she's too embarrassed to say it."

Shi Xiaocui snorted coldly, turned away, and said, "Let's go now."

As he spoke, he stood motionless in place. The members of the Snow Mountain Sect looked at each other awkwardly, unsure whether they should leave.

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Su Yuchen looked thoughtfully at Shi Xiaocui and said...

"You old lady are just stubborn."

"You suddenly brought Feng Wanli to my door, it wasn't entirely to back me up, was it?"

"Let me guess, now that you have a granddaughter as the founding disciple of the Golden Crow Sect, you're starting to feel sorry for your old bastard's eldest disciple again?"

Su Yuchen clapped his hands and said with certainty, "You want me to teach him martial arts!"

Feng Wanli, standing to the side, smiled apologetically and said to Su Yuchen, "Please forgive me, Chief Su. My master's wife is just having a hard time accepting it right now. I came here today to thank Chief Su for his kindness to my Snow Mountain Sect. I, Feng Wanli, will never forget it!"

Shi Xiaocui reached out and pushed him aside, shouting, "Sorry, my foot! This old woman is here for your shamelessness!"

She turned to Su Yuchen and said, "Young Su, I know you have this ability. I won't mince words. If you have a solution, I will be eternally grateful."

As she spoke, she gestured to Ah Xiu, who took out a dark yellow book and said, "This is the old bastard's Snow Mountain Sword Technique. This old woman will give it to you."

“Brother Su… this… please accept it. I left in such a hurry last time, and Grandma said it was a thank you gift for saving us,” Ah Xiu said.

Su Yuchen waved his hand, and a suction force was generated, drawing the Snow Mountain Sword Technique from the little girl's hand. He flipped it over and said to the little girl, "Then I'll accept it."

“Grandma, we’ve known each other for so long, and this is the first time you haven’t scolded me. That’s quite rare. So I’ll agree to your request,” Su Yuchen said.

Before Shi Xiaocui could speak, Su Yuchen had already stood up and looked at Bei Haishi, saying, "I have accepted the order to reward good and punish evil. The Chang Le Gang is now at peace. You can decide what to do from now on!"

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"Old man, let's go with Feng Wanli!"

Before Su Yuchen could finish speaking, he had already disappeared from the chair.

Behind the crowd, Xie Yanke chuckled, his figure blurred as he grabbed Feng Wanli's shoulder, then used his lightness skill to fly away into the distance.

After the three figures had disappeared for a long time, Shi Xiaocui clapped her hands and said, "Let's go too." She immediately headed outside, and the Snow Mountain Sect members followed.

The remaining Shi Qing couple, Zen Master Pu Yuan, and others also took their leave.

In the now much emptier hall, the members of the Chang Le Gang looked at each other, then suddenly burst into laughter, which lasted for a long time.

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As night fell, burning grease dripped from a campfire in the wilderness, crackling and popping as tiny flames rose from it.

It was now the third day since they left the headquarters of the Chang Le Gang.

Su Yuchen sat cross-legged to the side, flipping through the Snow Mountain Sect sword techniques and the "Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow" lightness skill manual in his hands.

In the manifestation of his inner light, he switched the Snow Mountain Sword Technique from his right hand to his left, making it completely different from what he had imagined, but also more bizarre and dangerous.

Xie Yanke sat to one side, fiddling with the fire with his hand.

Not far away, Feng Wanli held his sword in his left hand, thrusting it again and again, counting aloud: "869, 867, 868..."

It's less of a sword and more of an iron rod, an iron rod without a blade.

Each thrust of his sword was more difficult than the last. His empty right sleeve fluttered in the night wind, making his body even more unsteady, and he swayed with each swing.

"Kid, is this really working?" Xie Yanke asked, glancing at Feng Wanli, who was still wielding his sword, and then at Su Yuchen, who was reading by the campfire.

Su Yuchen didn't even look up, and said...

"Whether it will work or not, I don't know, but it's the only option he has right now."

"I know a guy named Jing Wuming who also practices left-handed swordsmanship. He used to be quite skilled with his left hand. Of course, his hidden right hand is even more formidable."

"Unfortunately, I don't know the left-handed swordsmanship he practiced."

"I also know a great swordsman who lost his left arm and practiced swordsmanship with a giant eagle. He was even more powerful. He wielded a heavy sword with no edge, and his skill was so great that he was invincible. Later, he became one of the Five Great Masters of Heaven and Earth."

“I haven’t studied left-handed swordsmanship, so I can only use a clumsy method to get him used to using his left hand to wield the sword and to coordinate his body’s balance.”

"I regret it too. Although Feng Wanli is not bad, he is far inferior to that great general in terms of both talent and opportunity. I will lose a lot of things."

It wasn't until Feng Wanli finished counting to one thousand that the iron rod in his left hand fell to the ground with a 'bang,' and he looked as if he had been pulled out of the water.

Seeing his exhaustion and dejection, Su Yuchen showed no mercy. With a flick of his sleeve, a bottle of 'Luohan Butter' flew out and landed in front of Xie Yanke...

"Old man, apply it to him, but be careful with the amount. Don't use as much as last time. It could kill him."

Chapter 106 Rushing

Xie Yanke chuckled, completely denying that he hadn't mastered the use of the ghee, which was why he had made such a fool of himself.

He waved to Feng Wanli, who was walking over, picked up a piece of dry wood from the ground, and stuffed it into Feng Wanli's hand.

Feng Wanli glanced at the porcelain bottle in Xie Yanke's hand, his eyes narrowed, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground as if resigned to his fate, revealing his strong upper body.

Once he had gripped the wooden stick tightly, Xie Yanke revealed an appreciative look, opened the bottle cap, and dripped golden ghee onto Feng Wanli's left arm.

Once he estimated that the dosage was about right, Xie Yanke put away the porcelain bottle. As he circulated his internal energy, his face was filled with a blue aura, and his palms were also covered with blue energy, which was his Azure Wave Palm technique reaching its peak.

As Xie Yanke performed the massage, the ghee was compressed using his internal energy, accelerating its absorption. Feng Wanli's left arm quickly turned from bronze to bright red.

Feng Wanli's left arm resembled a large lobster, his red arm covered in sweat, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and the wooden stick in his mouth making a crunching sound as he chewed it.

As Xie Yanke continued to circulate his internal energy, the gold on Feng Wanli's left arm slowly dissolved and merged into his arm. Xie Yanke only stopped when the last trace of gold disappeared.

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Looking at Feng Wanli, who looked as if he had been pulled out of the water and was trembling slightly, Su Yuchen couldn't help but show a hint of admiration...

"I'm going to Xia Ke Dao in two months, so this is the only quick way to strengthen your left arm."

"This body-refining elixir can only be used at a certain stage. Of course, using it directly will have the best effect, but the process will also be quite domineering."

"And right now you're just practicing swordsmanship on flat ground. When we get to the river and stop the boat, you'll have to practice swordsmanship underwater, a thousand times a day."

"At that time, it will not only test your balance, but also the depth of your internal strength."

"So cherish these ten days on Earth, and you will miss them in the days to come."

"If you can master left-handed swordsmanship within these two months, I will teach you left-handed swordsmanship. Otherwise, I can only leave you with the rudimentary method, and how well you develop it will depend entirely on yourself!"

"Although I promised Grandma Shi that I would teach you, you have to be prepared to endure hardship."

Feng Wanli opened his bloodshot eyes, spat out the wood chips from his mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why is Chief Su willing to teach me? You have already done my Snow Mountain Sect a great favor, and now..."

Su Yuchen interrupted, "I'm willing!"

Seeing Feng Wanli's questioning gaze, he said disdainfully, "In terms of martial arts, there should be no one stronger than me in the world. Unless... Taibai is alive, but that should be impossible."

Su Yuchen's voice grew softer and softer, until he could barely hear the words "Taibai," as if he were talking to himself.

Then he continued...

"Whether you consider the mind, body, energy, or technique, I am no longer a master you can understand."

“I have already established my own path. And you, or rather, the martial artists of this world, clearly do not understand these principles.”

Seeing the disbelieving look in Feng Wanli's eyes, Su Yuchen smiled...

"You mean Bai Zizai? He's way off!"

"If he's just amusing himself in the snowy mountains, he's certainly a master, but his internal strength and swordsmanship are only first-rate."

"The two, fat and thin, from Xia Ke Island, along with the other disciples on the island who are just like these two, are not someone Bai Zizai can handle. Not to mention the two island lords of Xia Ke Island, Long and Mu."

"As for the difference between Bai Zizai and me, it's beyond your comprehension. A frog at the bottom of a well can only see the patch of sky above its head; how could it possibly know the vastness of the world!"

“I only act according to my heart. I saved Asu because I was willing, and that's why I taught you martial arts. If I wasn't willing, even if Shi Wancui knelt in front of me, I wouldn't even look at him.”

"So you don't need to feel any burden, because you have no possibility of repaying me, and I don't need to."

After Su Yuchen finished speaking, the indifference and condescension in his eyes seemed to come from another world.

It made Feng Wanli and Xie Yanke feel as if they were seeing a statue in a temple, with that same serene indifference, watching the world's changes without joy or sorrow.

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For a moment, apart from the occasional crackling sound of the campfire, Feng Wanli and Xie Yanke fell silent.

Xie Yanke felt the deepest emotion. The boy who used to argue with him was fading away, seemingly replaced by an indescribable indifference and aloofness.

In the past, Yang Guo practiced swordsmanship alone under a waterfall; today, Feng Wanli learns from him.

Feng Wanli lacked talent and aptitude; throughout his life, he was unable to comprehend the profound meaning of the heavy sword.

As your cultivation level and inner light recover, you become less and less affected by the world, and you gradually break free from the protagonist's fate.

You have broken free from the threads of fate, and your path of self-reliance has made progress.

[The world's destiny line has shifted; you have a premonition that you will leave Xia Ke Island fifteen days after arriving.]

As the system's narration flashed through his mind, Su Yuchen sighed. He had always considered himself a traveler; he was indeed a heartless person.

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After that, the three of them continued their journey while cultivating, and Xie Yanke also became interested in Feng Wanli's cultivation methods.