Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Yi Jifeng was puzzled when he saw that the sword energy had failed to achieve its purpose. But when he saw the shattered silk threads on the ground, he suddenly realized.

Hongniang gripped her trembling right hand with her left, a flush crossing her face, indicating she had suffered internal injuries. She glared at Yi Jifeng resentfully, not daring to utter a harsh word, and with a leap, she used the "Great Roc Spreads Its Wings" move to jump over the wall and escape.

Yi Jifeng shook his head and did not chase after her. In his opinion, Hongniang's martial arts skills were just so-so and not worth his trouble.

He glanced at Ming Daohong, but before he could speak, he heard the sound of clothes rustling behind him. He turned around, was startled, and said, "Brother."

Zhang Junbao recognized the person in front of him as Yi Jifeng. Before he could speak, he heard Yi call out "Big Brother".

He immediately came to his side and said with a grin, "Young Master Yi, I am not your eldest brother. Although your eldest brother is also my eldest brother, I cannot be your eldest brother. If we were to become sworn brothers, I would at most be your second brother."

Yi Jifeng gave a wry smile. He couldn't say whether he liked or disliked Zhang Junbao's carefree personality. He pointed behind Zhang Junbao.

When Zhang Junbao turned around, he found Yi Yuchen standing not far behind him, his brows furrowed, seemingly lost in thought.

Following his gaze, Zhang Junbao instinctively moved to block Ming Daohong, saying, "Brother Yi, this won't do. Although Miss Ming hasn't married my father or had a wedding ceremony, you can't do whatever you want."

At this moment, Yi Yuchen looked at Ming Daohong, who was slumped on the ground, even more puzzled: "Another martial arts prodigy with all his innate meridians open!"

Hearing Zhang Junbao's words, he waved his hand speechlessly and pushed him away.

Yi Yuchen walked to Ming Daohong's side, looked at the little girl squatting on the ground, and said, "Miss Ming, I've heard that you can tell fortunes. I'd like to ask you to tell my fortune. What do you say?"

Zhang Junbao and Yi Jifeng, who were standing to the side, were both taken aback, as was Ming Daohong, who was still rubbing his waist and legs.

Zhang Junbao snapped out of his daze, pointed at Ming Daohong, and laughed, "No way! Brother Yi, she's just a shaman, and you actually believe her?"

Ming Daohong was initially pleased to hear that someone wanted to have their fortune told, but upon hearing Zhang Junbao's words, she immediately became furious...

“Zhang Junbao, although your father and I haven’t officially married yet, we’ve already gone through the traditional betrothal and marriage ceremony. After all, I’m still your elder.”

"Although I regret it a little now. I clearly calculated that I should marry someone surnamed Zhang, so how did I end up a widow!"

She stood up with a dejected look on her face.

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After escaping from Yi Jifeng's clutches, Hongniang fled without daring to linger, truly terrified of Mingjian Manor.

Since arriving in the Central Plains, everything she encountered at the Famous Sword Manor turned out badly. Fortunately, Yi Jifeng did not intend to kill her, otherwise she would not have been able to escape his pursuit on her own.

Inside a courtyard, Zhang Qiqiao, Qin Sirong, the Snake Demon, and the Blood Demon were all present. Upon seeing the injured Hongniang, they were all taken aback.

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in the Blood Demon's single eye, his gaze full of mockery. Only the Snake Demon asked in surprise, "Matchmaker, how did you get injured again?"

Seeing the looks Zhang Qiqiao and Qin Sirong were giving, Hongniang snorted and immediately sat down to regulate her breathing.

After a long while, she opened her eyes and said angrily...

"I'm so unlucky!"

"I have found Zhang Junbao and the little girl. I originally planned to capture the little girl and force Zhang Junbao to hand over Yue Fei's relics."

"Well, what happened was great. When I turned around, I didn't see Zhang Junbao, but I saw that bastard Yi Jifeng. If I hadn't run fast, I wouldn't be back today!"

"Why is Yi Jifeng's figure everywhere? Mingjian Manor is still haunting us!"

Qin Sirong leaned against the doorpost, holding her sword, and gave a disdainful "heh".

The matchmaker cursed angrily, "You little bitch, if it weren't for your ability to pretend to be a good person, Yi Jifeng would have killed you with a single sword stroke long ago!"

"Who are you cursing?" Qin Sirong asked, her face grim.

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"Okay, stop arguing!"

Zhang Qiqiao angrily said...

"What time is it? Why are you still arguing?"

"Now let's think about what to do? That kid Yi Jifeng is beyond our ability to handle. If he keeps following Zhang Junbao, who would dare to try and steal Yue Fei's relics!"

The matchmaker said with a charming smile, "How about we have our Miss Qin seduce that boy? As soon as he leaves Zhang Junbao's side, we'll make our move, grab Zhang Junbao, and leave."

Zhang Qiqiao was somewhat tempted by this, and he looked at Qin Sirong. Qin Sirong's expression changed, and she said, "No! I've met Yi Jifeng before, and I'm not that kind of person. If I change suddenly, he'll definitely become suspicious."

Zhang Qiqiao thought for a moment and said, "That's right. The people of Mingjian Manor aren't fools. Even if they don't suspect anything this time, they definitely will next time."

"Then what can we do? Are we just going to watch Zhang Junbao walk around with his belongings in front of us?" Hongniang sneered.

Zhang Qiqiao pondered for a moment and then sneered...

"That's not necessary!"

"Zhang Junbao took Ming Daohong away, he must want to send him back to Ming Family Village."

"Sirong, go now and find Yi Jifeng and Zhang Junbao, and together escort Ming Daohong to Ming Family Village."

"The three of you, Hongniang, follow behind them and look for an opportunity to strike; if you can't find an opportunity, don't worry, I'll go to Mingjiazhuang and wait for you."

"Ming Daohong's parents will definitely entertain them then, and I'll take the opportunity to poison them. We'll be able to get Yue Fei's relics without lifting a finger."

"Then we'll slaughter the entire Ming family and frame Yi Jifeng. The Mingjian Manor coveted Yue Fei's relics, and the Ming family was annihilated! What do you think of this rumor?"

The matchmaker clapped her hands and laughed...

"Good, good plan! In this way, the people of the martial arts world will be half-convinced and half-doubtful. Even if they don't dare to attack the Famous Sword Manor, we can still cause them some trouble."

"At that time, Mingjian Manor will be too busy to take care of itself. Let's create some atmosphere and encourage those martial artists to attack Mingjian Manor."

"The Famous Sword Manor values ​​its reputation and would never dare to commit mass killings. If we seize the opportunity to sneak in, the unparalleled martial arts of the Famous Sword Manor will be ours!"

The others chuckled coldly, as if this moment was about to arrive, but Qin Sirong snorted and showed a disdainful expression.

"What, you have a problem with that?" Hongniang slammed her hand on the table and pointed at Qin Sirong.

Seeing the looks she was getting, Qin Sirong said…

"Daydreaming is fine, but I'm asking you, how do you evade the sword servants guarding the secret chamber?"

“Those people are all top-notch experts! Even if there are only three or four of them forming a sword formation, we still wouldn’t be enough to kill them all together.”

“Alright, we can talk about that later. Right now, the most important thing is to complete Prime Minister Qin’s mission and retrieve Yue Fei’s relics,” Zhang Qiqiao interrupted.

Qin Sirong then left with a disdainful look, which infuriated the three demons.

Chapter 212 Qin Sirong arrives, Ming Daohong performs fortune-telling

At this moment, in the woods beside the official road, Yi Yuchen, Yi Jifeng, Zhang Junbao, and Ming Daohong formed a circle.

Zhang Junbao looked dejected and kept lamenting, "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Ming Daohong sat to the side, listlessly saying, "Yes, how could this be?"

It turned out that when Zhang Junbao left that abandoned house, he planned to find a place to eat in the market town, but Yi Jifeng stopped him.

Only after hearing Yi Jifeng finish speaking did Zhang Junbao belatedly realize that everyone already knew he had taken Yue Fei's relics and wanted them.

At this moment, everyone was searching for him all over the world. Zhang Junbao couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had left the Zhang residence a little earlier, otherwise he would definitely have been cornered by people, and the Zhang family would have become the public enemy of the martial arts world.

"But I would never hand over Yue Fei's belongings; I can only give them to General Feilong," Zhang Junbao thought.

Yi Jifeng looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you, Junbao, didn't know this."

Zhang Junbao said helplessly...

"It's all that fortune teller's fault!"

"When I heard that my father wanted to take a concubine, I was afraid that my mother would be heartbroken, so I got so anxious that I didn't care about anything else!"

"This is a real problem. Where am I supposed to find General Flying Dragon?"

"General Flying Dragon? Who is that?" Yi Jifeng asked in confusion.

Zhang Junbao asked in confusion, "Didn't Brother Yi tell you?"

Yi Jifeng shook his head and said, "This is the first time I've seen you since we last parted."

Just as Zhang Junbao was about to explain, he heard a voice from afar: "So you're here."

Zhang Junbao and Yi Jifeng looked up. Yi Jifeng was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Miss Qin, what are you doing here?"

The person in the distance walked quickly over, dressed in bright red; it was Qin Sirong.

She approached and said, "I heard that Zhang Junbao appeared in this area, and many people are looking for him. I thought he should be hiding, so I wandered around. I didn't expect to find you."

Yi Jifeng invited her to sit down to the side. Qin Sirong looked at Ming Daohong, smiled and nodded, then looked at Yi Yuchen.

Yi Jifeng also had a good impression of this young girl who liked to fight for justice and rob the rich to help the poor. She had single-handedly killed more than a dozen groups of mountain bandits and river bandits to help the people, and they were like-minded.

He introduced him to Qin Sirong: "Miss Qin, this is my elder brother. You didn't see him when you went to Mingjian Manor last time, but you met him today!"

Qin Sirong nodded and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

Yi Jifeng was still hesitant, after all, this was given to Zhang Junbao by Yue Fei, and he couldn't just say it carelessly.

Zhang Junbao blurted out, "We're talking about General Flying Dragon."

"General Flying Dragon? Who is that?" Qin Sirong looked at Zhang Junbao and Yi Jifeng with a puzzled expression.

Yi Jifeng smiled helplessly, indicating that he didn't know either; Zhang Junbao also said helplessly, "If only we knew who it was, we could hand over General Yue's belongings to him!"

"General Yue's belongings? Could they be for General Feilong?" Qin Sirong's eyes flashed as she looked at Zhang Junbao.

Zhang Junbao nodded and said...

"Yes! Yes! General Yue asked me to give this to General Feilong, saying it could help us fight against Qin Hui and launch another northern expedition."

"Alas! Everyone wants it now, but where exactly is General Flying Dragon?"

"Hey? Brother Yi, how about I give it to you?" Zhang Junbao turned his gaze to Yi Yuchen, who was standing silently to the side.

Before the others could react, Yi Yuchen smiled, shook his head, and said, "Yue Fei didn't believe me, otherwise why would he have given it to you that day?"

"Why doesn't General Yue believe my elder brother?" Yi Jifeng asked in astonishment.

Yi Yuchen smiled and explained, "We have different ideologies. I wanted him to submit a memorial to Emperor Gaozong to admit his mistakes and save his life to wait for an opportunity. He's probably afraid I'll just throw him away."

"Huh? Brother Yi, did you guys talk about these things that day?" Zhang Junbao asked in confusion, since he was clearly there that day.

Yi Yuchen smiled but didn't answer. He said, "Junbao, just take it! You are destined to meet General Feilong, and you will naturally meet him."

Zhang Junbao asked in confusion, "What a coincidence, Brother Yi, why are you acting all mysterious too?"

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Yi Yuchen did not answer. He turned to Ming Daohong and said, "Miss Ming, how about it? Now, I wonder if you can tell my fortune?"

As he spoke, he took out a silver note (jiaozi) worth one or two hundred and placed it in front of Ming Daohong.

Ming Daohong, who had been dejected and listless, suddenly brightened up, grabbed the silver note, and said, "You can't go back on your word, can you? I won't give it back to you if the calculation is inaccurate."

Yi Yuchen nodded, and Ming Daohong then took out a tortoise shell from his sleeve and asked, "What do you want to calculate?"

Yi Jifeng and Zhang Junbao looked helpless, completely baffled as to why Yi Yuchen insisted on having Ming Daohong tell his fortune.

Seeing this, Qin Sirong looked at Yi Jifeng with a puzzled expression and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Does your older brother still believe in fortune telling?"

Yi Jifeng shook his head helplessly and said, "My elder brother has never believed in such things, but for some reason, this time he insisted that Miss Ming tell his fortune."

Yi Yuchen smiled and said, "Miss Ming, please do as you please. If I have to have a goal, then let it be my destiny in this life."

Ming Daohong rolled up her sleeves, nodded seriously, her expression more solemn than ever before, and said earnestly, "Then I'll pass!"

Yi Yuchen nodded, and Ming Daohong put three copper coins into the tortoise shell and began to shake it. The other three also watched the tortoise shell shaking in Ming Daohong's hand.

At this moment, Yi Yuchen had already closed his eyes; Yi Jifeng looked helpless; Zhang Junbao was grinning and waiting to strike back at this sorceress; Qin Sirong's eyes were full of mockery.

After a long while, Ming Daohong was covered in sweat, but she was still shaking the tortoise shell. Zhang Junbao couldn't help but say, "Isn't that enough, sorceress..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yi Jifeng grabbed his arm, leaving Zhang Junbao and Qin Sirong looking puzzled.

Yi Jifeng's expression turned serious. He pointed to the three of them opposite him, where Yi Yuchen had changed from being casual to being serious and focused.

Before they could speak, Yi Yuchen raised a finger, and a stream of pure, attribute-free true essence flowed continuously into Ming Daohong's body. He said, "Continue!"

Ming Daohong gained power, and his aching hands trembled. The next moment, Yi Yuchen exuded a terrifying aura, and invisible ripples in the air vibrated with a 'hum'.

Yi Jifeng reacted quickly, grabbing Zhang Junbao and Qin Sirong, and in a flash, he was already three zhang away. He continued to retreat without stopping.

After retreating three times in a row, retreating seven or eight zhang, he threw the two of them backward, gathered his hands in front of his chest, and a thick wall of true energy emerged from his palms.

As he pushed forward with both palms, the azure blue wall of true energy collided with the invisible ripples. With a loud 'boom,' all the trees in front of, behind, to the left and right of Yi Jifeng were swept away by the ripples and blasted into fragments.

Dust and smoke filled the air in an instant!