Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

If this were to trigger a reaction from his true energy, he would be unable to defend himself. Yan Chongtian's first reaction would likely be to slap him to death and then interrogate him about whether he was a spy.

"Looks like I need to go to the back mountain to gather some herbs. Sleep Saint Powder? Heavenly Origin Soul-Dispelling Pill? Or Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder?" Yun Feiyang thought to himself.

Each lost in their own thoughts, a sudden silence fell over the cabin...

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"Senior Brother, are you here?" The two were lost in their own thoughts when they heard a voice from outside.

Yan Chongtian raised an eyebrow and impatiently shouted, "Coming! Coming!" With that, he got up and left, and Yun Feiyang followed him out.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw two people standing in the yard, a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a royal blue Taoist robe and had three long sideburns. Although he was middle-aged, one could still vaguely see in his eyes that he was a handsome man in his youth. It was just a pity that he looked worried now and seemed to be preoccupied with something.

The little girl behind her wore a pale yellow robe, with a hairpin holding her hair up on top of her head. When she saw Yun Feiyang's gaze, she revealed a bright smile.

Yun Feiyang was confident and cupped his hands, saying, "Greetings, Sect Leader!" The newcomers were Qingsong and Lun Wan'er.

Qingsong nodded, as if he didn't recognize him, and didn't say anything. He just said to Yan Chongtian, "Senior Brother, I have something to discuss with you. Let's go to your place!"

Seeing his junior brother's worried expression and gloomy face, Yan Chongtian nodded helplessly and headed towards his own courtyard.

Lun Wan'er stuck out her tongue, gestured to Yun Feiyang, and quietly followed.

Yun Feiyang shook his head. Since Qingsong didn't say it in public, he obviously didn't want others to know. Even if Lun Wan'er followed, Qingsong would just send her away. Why bother?

Yun Feiyang was confident, as the narration system popped up with a prompt...

[Qingsong received a challenge from Gongsun Hong, but he was not confident in his ability to fight Dugu Wudi. He went to the back mountain, hoping to find a solution from Yan Chongtian.]

[Because Lun Wan'er is Chi Song's daughter, and because Qing Song doesn't want outsiders to know that he's already afraid of this battle, he sent Lun Wan'er away. She will come to find you.]

Yun Feiyang: ...

Having been single for several lifetimes, he was momentarily at a loss as to how to deal with his predecessor's "childhood sweetheart." If he changed too much all at once, it would inevitably arouse the girl's suspicion.

As the saying goes: A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea! Don't try to guess what a woman is thinking, and don't underestimate a woman's sixth sense.

Shaking his head, Yun Feiyang turned and went back into the house, found a machete, slung his basket over his shoulder, and decisively left to head up the mountain!

Sure enough, not long after Yun Feiyang left, Lun Wan'er arrived, but the house was already empty.

Although Lun Wan'er felt something was amiss, she didn't think much of it, assuming he had been called away by someone else for something else. After all, she knew that her fellow disciples, especially her father's eldest disciple, often bullied Yun Feiyang. With that in mind, she hurriedly headed towards the front of the mountain.

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After Lun Wan'er left, Qing Song confirmed that there were no outsiders around, and then breathed a sigh of relief, sitting opposite Yan Chongtian in a daze.

Yan Chongtian rolled his eyes and said, "Wan'er is no outsider, so why are you being so formal?"

Qingsong did not answer, but reached out and poked at the charcoal fire before saying, "The disciples of Dugu Wudi sent a challenge, inviting me to fight at Jade Emperor Peak."

Yan Chongtian nodded, puzzled. Qingsong sighed and explained, "Three years ago, when I fought Dugu Wudi, his Extinction Divine Skill had already reached the seventh level. Now, it seems he has advanced even further!"

Only then did Yan Chongtian belatedly realize and ask, "You're not confident?"

Qingsong nodded and said, "Over the years, I have been cultivating the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, but my martial arts have not improved by leaps and bounds. On the contrary, my true energy has inexplicably been lost. I'm afraid the gap between me and him has widened."

Yan Chongtian remained silent for a moment, then said helplessly...

"Then there's no use in you coming to me. Ever since I started practicing the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, my martial arts skills have been intermittent. I haven't figured out a solution yet."

"According to what you've said, Dugu Wudi's martial arts skills are probably even higher now. Unless you can take another step forward, this trip will be dangerous."

"Hey! Everyone says the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill is the best in the world, hehe, but one of us has completely lost our martial arts, and the other is progressing very slowly, damn it..."

"However, the Extinction Divine Skill is probably not so easy to reach the eighth level, otherwise that old codger from the Invincible Sect would have already dominated the martial arts world."

Qingsong nodded and said, "In any case, I'm afraid I'll have to go into seclusion for a while to improve my strength before the competition."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Senior Brother, while I am away from the mountain, I would like to ask you to take charge of the overall situation."

Yan Chongtian shook his head and said...

"Why should a cripple like me get involved in this? I should think of a way to resolve this and recover my martial arts as soon as possible."

"You might as well entrust the affairs of the sect to Baishi, and let Chishong and Cangshong assist him. Baishi should also get some experience."

Thinking of his two junior brothers who only knew how to fight for power, Qingsong felt helpless. However, he had already made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more and just nodded to indicate that he understood.

After chatting for a while, the two brothers both looked worried and could only hope that Qingsong would make a breakthrough in the coming time.

Chapter 242 The Four Guardians Venture into the Forbidden Area

Qingsong was slightly disappointed that he failed to obtain a method to break through the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill from Yan Chongtian, after all, Yan Chongtian's talent was ranked first in Chongzhen back then.

Qingsong regretted that he had taught his eldest disciple, Baishi, to be too dull and pedantic, making him unfit to be the sect leader.

Qingsong knew his two junior brothers very well. He decided to use his position as acting sect leader to instigate a power struggle between Chisong and Cangsong, break their alliance, and support Baishi as acting sect leader.

Yun Feiyang, who was gathering herbs in the back mountain, was slightly taken aback when he heard the narration. He shook his head, thinking that this was the tragedy of having no strength. Moreover, he began to doubt Qingsong's character, but none of this mattered to him.

"It seems that Qingsong is not as simple as I thought! Of course, how could someone who can become the sect leader be a naive and innocent person?" Yun Feiyang shook his head.

Tightening the rope around his waist, Yun Feiyang picked a 'rotten heart grass' growing on the cliff and continued to search for herbs elsewhere. He needed quite a few herbs to make the pills.

He must quickly prepare the pills and extract the complete manual of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill from Yan Chongtian.

Yes, the complete version! Yun Feiyang had already discovered that his internal energy cultivation method was incomplete, and his true energy was never quite perfect when it circulated to certain places.

The only explanation is that Qingsong did not teach the entire Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill to his predecessor. And the narration system proves this point.

The Chongzhen Sect divides the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill into two parts. The first part is kept in the sect leader's secret chamber, while the second part is passed down from one sect leader to the next.

However, Yun Feiyang was not disappointed, since he didn't even know the first half of the manual anymore.

Moreover, there's a better way now. After all, Yan Chongtian, who was once the senior disciple of Chongzhen Sect, had learned the complete Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill. It's just that his martial arts skills became intermittent afterward, which is why Qingsong became the sect leader.

Having thought everything through, Yun Feiyang insisted on trying to extract the cultivation technique from Yan Chongtian, since half a manual was no match for the complete one.

Moreover, he didn't trust Qingsong's judgment or knowledge. With his martial arts skills, he might not be able to fully master the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, otherwise he wouldn't be so weak.

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others! I'll get the complete manual myself and see what's so special about this internal skill," Yun Feiyang thought to himself.

Thinking this through, Yun Feiyang shook his head, banishing these thoughts from his mind. With a flick of his right hand, he cleaved a venomous snake that was trying to ambush him in half, and continued his journey into the deep mountains.

It wasn't until dusk that Yun Feiyang returned to the cabin from the back of the mountain. After feeding the pigs, he sorted and processed the collected herbs.

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That night, Yun Feiyang was sleeping in the wooden cabin when suddenly his ears twitched and he opened his eyes. Then, a gust of wind whistled past his ears.

He sat up and listened for a moment, then confirmed that there were four people. Recalling the narration during the day, he knew they must be the four guardians of Xiaoyao Valley.

"His martial arts are not bad. Although he is not as good as this body, he is already much stronger than most Chongzhen disciples. It seems that I should go and remind him, otherwise the Chongzhen Sect will suffer heavy casualties." Yun Feiyang muttered to himself.

Once he made up his mind, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and silently leaped out of the window. Once outside, before his feet even touched the ground, he stepped on the back of his right foot with his left foot, propelling himself forward through the air—a technique he hadn't used in a long time.

He had already climbed over the courtyard wall and taken seven steps in mid-air when he saw the figure in front of him. At this moment, he had exhausted his true energy. He put his hand on a tree and rose into the air to the treetop, hiding himself in the leaves.

The four people who had been hiding ahead turned around but found no one. They assumed it was just the sound of the night wind blowing through the leaves and continued toward the forbidden area.

Once the four had gone far away, Yun Feiyang moved swiftly, using the springiness of the branches beneath his feet to leap silently among the treetops like a wild goose.

Seeing that the four had approached the forbidden area, Yun Feiyang chuckled, twisted his wrist with his fingers, and leaped up to grasp seven thin branches.

"Thief! Someone has trespassed into the forbidden area!" Yun Feiyang shouted, channeling his inner energy. His voice, like a thunderclap, echoed through the valley outside the forbidden area.

The disciples guarding the forbidden area were taken aback, and immediately drew their longswords to form a battle formation to meet the enemy.

Faced with this situation, the four people who had been stealthily moving through the grass became enraged and immediately stopped hiding, using their lightness skills to stand up and rush towards the sword formation.

Yun Feiyang shook his head. These disciples were all third or even fourth generation disciples of Chongzhen, and their martial arts skills were not good. He didn't know where the second generation disciples on duty had gone.

He hid in the treetops, and with a wave of his right hand, seven thin branches struck the four guardians of Xiaoyao Valley, hitting their ankles and elbows, instantly dissipating their strength.

The four men's attack was ineffective and failed to cause any damage. Instead, they were caught off guard by the sword formation and, fearing the hidden figure, thought they had fallen into a trap. They lost their will to fight and only wanted to escape as soon as possible.

After the second-generation disciples of the Chongzhen Sect arrived, the four of them exchanged a few quick blows with Bai Shi, Jiang Tao, Guo Xiang, Lun Wan'er, and others. Taking advantage of their superior strength, they easily escaped.

Seeing that the Chongzhen Sect disciples had not suffered any major casualties, Yun Feiyang did not show himself and quietly slipped back to sleep.

As for the noisy search and patrol outside in the middle of the night, Yun Feiyang, an ordinary person with no martial arts skills, said he was unaware of it.

The next day, Lun Wan'er hurriedly came to his door and told him not to wander around recently, and to inform his other fellow disciples if he encountered any strangers, before leaving in a hurry.

Over the next few days, everyone in the Chongzhen Sect was on high alert, searching the front and back mountains, but unfortunately they found nothing.

Even Qingsong, who was preparing to go into seclusion, had to postpone it and went to see Yan Chongtian again. No one knows what the two discussed.

Soon after, the Chongzhen Sect learned that their leader was going to fight Dugu Wudi, and instead suppressed the news.

The disciples of the Chongzhen Sect were discussing among themselves, while Yan Chongtian was busy thinking of a solution. Lun Wan'er was also preoccupied with the competition between Chisong and Cangsong for the position of acting sect leader and couldn't leave for the time being.

So Yun Feiyang was able to have some peace and quiet for once. During this time, he finally managed to collect most of the herbs. Now everything was ready, and he was just waiting to refine them into medicinal powder.

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Invincible Gate.

After delivering the visiting card, Gongsun Hong hurried back. Before he even entered the door, he saw his junior sister, Dugu Feng, waiting there.

"Junior sister, were you waiting for me?" Gongsun Hong asked with a joyful expression.

Dugu Feng avoided answering and instead asked, "Senior Brother, you saw Qingsong. How good is his martial arts? Can Father defeat him?"

Gongsun Hong shook his head. Just as Dugu Feng looked disappointed, he said, "I can only see three-tenths of Qingsong's strength. I'll have to hear what Master has to say for the specifics."

Hearing this, Dugu Feng rolled her eyes and tugged at his sleeve, saying, "Then let's go see Father now." Gongsun Hong was pulled along by her sleeve as they hurried along, and could only shake his head with a wry smile.

Inside the main hall of the Invincible Sect's headquarters, after listening to Gongsun Hong's account, Dugu Wudi chuckled and said, "Hong'er did well. Your master is now confident!"

Dugu Feng's face lit up with joy, and she said, "Then I'll go tell Mother; she'll be very happy too." With that, she turned and left.

Upon hearing Dugu Feng's words, Dugu Wudi's expression changed for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and no one noticed his abnormality.

He said to Gongsun Hong, who was standing below, "Hong'er did well, and I should reward you. This Heavenly Heart Pill is a reward for you."

As he spoke, Dugu Wudi waved his hand, and a wooden box appeared from his sleeve with lightning speed in front of Gongsun Hong. Gongsun Hong reached out and grabbed it, bowing and saying, "Thank you, Master!"

Chapter 243 Dugu Feng's Puzzle, Qing Song's Wrist

Looking at his eldest disciple who was showing him great respect, Dugu Wudi nodded in satisfaction, then offered a few words of encouragement, asking him to explain his doubts about martial arts.

After a long time, Dugu Wudi left to go into seclusion. Gongsun Hong then walked out of the main hall and unexpectedly saw his junior sister walking angrily from the backyard.

"Junior sister, what's wrong? Did you quarrel with your master's wife again?" Gongsun Hong asked helplessly.

Dugu Feng looked aggrieved and sobbed, "Senior brother, I went to tell Mother the good news, but instead of being happy, she scolded me. Why?"

"This……"

Gongsun Hong was also puzzled, but seeing his junior sister's expectant eyes, he couldn't help but explain, "Perhaps my master's wife thinks that Qingsong is a martial arts master just like my master, and that we shouldn't make up stories about him."

"Is that so?" Dugu Feng asked doubtfully.

Gongsun Hong nodded and said, "Junior Sister, you always speak so bluntly, that must be why you angered Master's wife. Otherwise, why would she bear to scold you?"

Dugu Feng thought about it and realized that Dugu Wudi and Shen Manjun rarely scolded her, but she was still furious. Why should she be scolded for the sake of an outsider!

"It's all that old bastard Qingsong's fault! He made me get scolded by Mother for no reason. Humph! This time Father is confident. Let's see how he dies!" Dugu Feng said bitterly.

Gongsun Hong looked at his naive junior sister, shook his head, and coaxed her for a while, making many promises before Dugu Feng left happily.

Unbeknownst to the two, no sooner had they left than a figure emerged from behind the moon gate – it was none other than Dugu Wudi, who had gone into seclusion.

His face was frosty, his eyes filled with murderous intent. As he watched the two depart, he seemed to have thought of something. Then, he clenched his right hand, and a burst of true energy flew out, blasting the artificial hill by the door into pieces. Only a muttered voice remained: "Qingsong...you just wait!"

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Wudi's figure had already disappeared. He moved swiftly, turning into a blur, and arrived at a rooftop in the backyard. Opposite him was an embroidered building, from which one could see a beautiful figure pacing back and forth in the second-floor window.

Seemingly sensing something through the window, the graceful figure paused, standing motionless by the window. Dugu Wudi snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and with a graceful movement, disappeared over the treetops and green grass.

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Inside the Enforcement Hall of the Chongzhen Sect on Wufeng Mountain.

Qingsong sat at the head of the table, while Guo Xiang knelt alone below, not daring to raise his head. On either side of him were Chisong and Cangsong, who were staring at each other with cold expressions and serious dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Qingsong seemed oblivious to the anger on their faces, and said calmly, "That's settled then. Guo Xiang bears primary responsibility for causing trouble by drinking with his disciples during his duty shift. The Enforcement Hall will handle this according to the law. Take him away."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and two disciples entered from outside the door. They bowed and took Guo Xiang away. Cangsong stretched out his hand angrily, but then helplessly put it down.

Qingsong continued, "Let's leave it at that. Now let's talk about who will be in charge of the sect's affairs while I'm in seclusion."