Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

"Feiyang, Feiyang, are you there?"

Just as Yun Feiyang was pondering, a clear, melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, came from outside.

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang knew it was Lun Wan'er. He looked out the window and suddenly realized that a whole night had passed, but he had been so focused that he had ignored the outside world.

At this moment, his mind returned to normal, and he heard a deafening cacophony of sounds outside. A group of pigs were so hungry that they were about to rebel!

Yun Feiyang smiled, immediately stood up, and took a step outside. Before he could speak, Lun Wan'er scolded him, "Feiyang, what's wrong with you? You're not even feeding the pigs. If the other senior brothers find out, they'll find an excuse to scold you again."

Yun Feiyang could only maintain his persona. He scratched the back of his head, smiled, and explained, "I caught a wild rabbit yesterday, had dinner and drank some wine with my senior uncle, and overslept. Wan'er, wait for me for a while."

As he spoke, he walked to the well to draw water, and pointed to the basket on the ground, saying, "I caught a pheasant yesterday, I'll make you beggar's chicken later."

As he spoke, he got busy. Seeing him busy, Lun Wan'er didn't ask what beggar's chicken was. She went over and lifted the basket on his back, and inside was a listless pheasant.

The pheasant, having been locked up overnight, was still in a daze upon gaining its freedom. It stood there for a long time before realizing it was free, and immediately flapped its wings to fly away.

Lun Wan'er's eyes widened, and her right hand reached out before she could reach the pheasant's leg. With a flick of her wrist, she broke its bones, and the pheasant rolled and flapped on the ground, but it was no longer able to move.

When Yun Feiyang finished feeding the pigs, this was the scene he saw. He gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Wan'er, what great skills!"

Lun Wan'er smiled, her eyes crinkling, but she still said, "Hmph! You're so sweet-talking!"

Chapter 246 Getting Along with Lun Wan'er

Yun Feiyang didn't know how his predecessor and Lun Wan'er came into contact, but given his personality, he wouldn't care about that.

He just smiled, then picked up the pheasant and snapped its neck, saying, "Wan'er, do you know where there are lotus leaves?"

Looking at Yun Feiyang's bright and cheerful face under the sunlight, Lun Wan'er was momentarily stunned. She felt that he was different from before, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was different. Hearing his words, she shook her head.

Yun Feiyang thought for a moment and told her to go to the kitchen to look for some. Maybe there would be some left there. If not, the two of them would have to go to the town at the foot of the mountain to look for some.

"Does it have to be this complicated?" Lun Wan'er asked curiously.

Yun Feiyang thought for a moment and said, "Hmm! Without lotus leaves, I'm afraid it might not taste the same! Actually, it's pretty much the same to make."

Although Lun Wan'er didn't understand, she was captivated by Yun Feiyang's aura and didn't ask any more questions. She simply said, "Wait for me, then I'll use my lightness skill to leave."

Yun Feiyang smiled. Seeing that she had already gone far away, he was too lazy to bother. He channeled his true energy, and a thread-like true energy shot out from his right hand. It was no longer soft, but hard as steel. With just a light stroke, he gutted the pheasant. Then, his true energy probed into the pheasant's belly and wrapped around it, pulling out all the internal organs.

As he manipulated his mind, the thread-like true energy, like a hair-like snake, slithered across the pheasant's body, plucking off clumps of feathers that quickly piled up to the side.

"Well, we haven't found any other uses for it yet, but it's excellent for slaughtering, saving time, effort, and worry," Yun Feiyang exclaimed.

After cleaning the pheasant, Yun Feiyang returned to the wooden house, found the seasonings he still had, and used his inner energy to evenly coat the inside of the chicken. He then placed it in a wooden basin to rest before going outside to fetch yellow clay, dig a pit, and start a fire to preheat it.

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While Yun Feiyang was dealing with the yellow mud, Lin Wan'er returned with several wrinkled, dried lotus leaves. Yun Feiyang took the lotus leaves, washed them, and then wrapped the pheasant in them.

After he covered it with yellow mud and put it into the heated pit to roast, he said to Lun Wan'er, who looked puzzled, "Alright, it's ready to eat when it's done roasting."

Lun Wan'er frowned, looking at the lumps of mud in the fire, and asked uncertainly, "This... is it edible?"

Yun Feiyang thought for a moment and said, "I saw someone else making it when I came down the mountain. This is my first time making it, but it should be edible."

"Oh?" Lun Wan'er asked curiously, "Where did you learn it?"

"That old beggar in the market town, I saw him steal someone's chicken like this, it smelled alright," Yun Feiyang casually made up.

Lun Wan'er glared at her and said reproachfully, "Fine! So you wanted me to be your guinea pig."

Yun Feiyang smiled but didn't say anything. Lun Wan'er glared at him, but still sat down next to him. Yun Feiyang casually sat opposite her, picked up firewood and poked at the fire. For a moment, it became quiet.

After a long time.

Lun Wan'er carefully examined the boy opposite her. Seeing his calm expression, she couldn't help but feel puzzled and disappointed, as if she had lost something.

“Feiyang, you’ve changed a bit,” Lun Wan’er said.

Seeing Yun Feiyang's surprised look, Lun Wan'er pursed her lips and said, "You've become calmer, more cheerful, and more open-minded. You're not so impatient anymore! You used to always talk about becoming a disciple, but now you don't mention it at all."

Yun Feiyang didn't take it seriously and shrugged...

"People always change, I've just come to terms with it."

"I used to want to learn martial arts, to become a respected disciple of the Chongzhen Sect like my fellow disciples, to make your father look at me differently, and to become the sect leader's disciple."

"But now, although I may still have those thoughts, it's not so important anymore. Whether I can become a disciple of the Chongzhen Sect or not is not important, whether I can become the sect leader's disciple is not important either. What's important is whether I can live each day well."

"What we call gain and loss is fate. If the sect leader is unwilling to accept me as a disciple, then forcing it will be useless and will only cause more trouble."

“I grew up in Chongzhen and the farthest I’ve ever been is the market town at the foot of the mountain. I don’t know what the outside world is like, but compared to those ordinary people, I’m already very lucky.”

"Right now, I just want to live my life well, instead of wasting time on meaningless waiting and anticipation. Maybe starting now, reading books and feeding pigs won't be so bad."

Lun Wan'er pursed her lips, unsure how to refute. She wanted to say that she shouldn't accept her fate, but the truth was that she and her senior uncle had already tried their best, but the sect leader had always refused to agree.

"Then you're not going to learn martial arts anymore?" Lun Wan'er asked.

Yun Feiyang smiled and asked, "The martial arts of the Chongzhen Sect cannot be learned by those who are not disciples of the Chongzhen Sect. You should know that. Otherwise, why wouldn't my senior uncle teach me martial arts?"

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"Master uncle..."

Lun Wan'er's eyes lit up, and she suddenly said, "That's right, Senior Uncle! Fei Yang, you can become Senior Uncle's disciple, then you'll be a disciple of the Chongzhen Sect."

Yun Feiyang smiled but didn't speak. Lun Wan'er was taken aback, then realized that her senior uncle had never mentioned taking Feiyang as a disciple. She couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Yun Feiyang understood what she meant and said nonchalantly, "Perhaps the eldest master has his own considerations, just like the sect leader."

Lun Wan'er shook her head, feeling that this wasn't a valid reason. After thinking for a moment, she said, "No! Let's go ask our senior uncle." With that, she pulled Yun Feiyang and prepared to leave.

Yun Feiyang pointed to the fire pit on the ground and said, "Let's wait until it's cooked before we go! Then we can take it to our senior uncle to eat together."

Lun Wan'er thought for a moment and then sat down again. Suddenly, she felt that Yun Feiyang was quite nice, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

“Then I’ll teach you to read. You can’t read, so you can’t understand the books,” Lun Wan’er said with a smile.

Yun Feiyang pointed to his head, smiled mysteriously, and said, "I never said I couldn't read."

Seeing that Lun Wan'er didn't believe him, he said...

“You’ve forgotten? I used to go to the front of the mountain often. I was there when the disciples chanted the sutras. Although I didn’t specifically learn them, over time, I naturally learned to match the characters to the words.”

"It's just that they always try to bully me, and after a while, I got too lazy to go. Now I'm even less inclined to go to the front of the mountain; I'd rather have as little trouble as possible."

"You can do that?" Lun Wan'er opened her mouth wide in disbelief, then realized that it had indeed been like that before, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Looking at Lun Wan'er, who was almost completely fooled by him, Yun Feiyang secretly smiled. He wondered if she would realize how he had fooled such a young girl.

Lun Wan'er grew up on Wufeng Mountain and had never experienced the wickedness of human nature; she was easily fooled by you. She is also saddened and heartbroken that she hadn't noticed your talent.

The narration system popped up to corroborate this, which made Yun Feiyang secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had finally managed to deal with his changes. As for the future, he could take it one step at a time.

Seeing that it was almost time, Yun Feiyang lifted the mud ball out, and looked at Lun Wan'er with a troubled expression.

Seeing him frantically trying to get his hands on the mud ball and almost getting burned, Lun Wan'er smiled and took the initiative to pick it up, saying domineeringly, "Let's go find our senior uncle! If he doesn't accept you, we won't give him beggar's chicken."

Chapter 247 Beggar's Chicken, Reason

When the two arrived at Yan Chongtian's residence, before they could even confront him, Yan Chongtian, who was sitting by the stove wrapped in a quilt, glared at them angrily.

At this moment, there was a medicinal smell in the room, and the soup pot hanging on the stove clearly contained freshly brewed herbs.

He looked at Yun Feiyang and muttered...

"You brat, didn't you even cover me with a blanket before you left? Achoo..."

"You know how the old man survived all night in the freezing cold? If I weren't relatively healthy, he would have been frozen stiff by the time you arrived. Achoo... Achoo..."

As he spoke, Yan Chongtian sneezed repeatedly, and his reddened nose made him speak in a muffled voice.

"Master Uncle, you... have caught a cold?" Lun Wan'er asked in confusion.

Yan Chongtian rolled his eyes at her, annoyed. This girl really had forgotten her master as soon as she found a lover; she couldn't even see something so obvious.

However, he also knew that two grown men would be doing a good job just to carry you back to your house; as for taking meticulous care of you, that was simply impossible.

The reason he struck first was because he saw that the little girl was clearly upset. Although he didn't know what he had done to offend her, he wanted to establish his own position so that he could act like a senior master.

Lun Wan'er finally realized what was happening. She put down the mud ball in her hand, walked to the stove, lifted the lid to take a look, and then picked up a rag and poured out the medicine inside.

However, she was not one to back down easily, and snorted coldly...

"Senior Uncle, you still have something to say! None of you invited me to dinner yesterday. And you knew Feiyang couldn't drink, but you still dragged him to drink with you."

"He doesn't have any internal energy to protect him. Luckily, he knew to cover himself with a blanket, otherwise he would have frozen to death overnight. Then, Master Uncle, you would have nowhere to cry."

Watching Lun Wan'er launch into a long lecture, Yan Chongtian wanted to say that the boy hadn't drunk much at all, as he had finished the whole jar of wine. But after thinking about it, he felt annoyed and didn't argue. He picked up the medicine and silently blew on it.

He glared at Yun Feiyang, who was smiling silently beside him, and drank the medicine in one gulp. He said, "You've become cunning now. You watch your little wife stand up for you but you don't even speak up for me."

Before Yun Feiyang could speak, Lun Wan'er blushed deeply at the words "little wife." She glared at Yan Chongtian and retorted, "Senior Uncle, don't you want to eat beggar's chicken anymore?"

"Beggar's chicken? What's that?" Yan Chongtian asked curiously, his eyes already fixed on the mud ball on the table.

Yun Feiyang got up, took the mud ball, and gently tapped off the outer mud shell with the fire tongs. A complex aroma, a mixture of lotus leaf fragrance and chicken aroma, rose from the steaming fire.

Lun Wan'er and Yan Chongtian's eyes lit up. They hadn't expected there to be such a delicious dish inside the mud shell. Yan Chongtian ignored everything else and immediately reached out to tear open the lotus leaf, revealing a whole, bright red, and fragrant chicken.

Yan Chongtian didn't mind the heat. He blew on it and grabbed the chicken leg to tear it apart. Unexpectedly, with just a gentle pull, he tore off a chicken leg, revealing juicy and tender meat underneath the glossy, crispy skin.

Yan Chongtian swallowed hard, took a bite, and his eyes lit up. The fragrance of lotus leaves and the aroma of chicken filled his mouth and nose. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and delicious, rich but not greasy. He immediately exclaimed, "Delicious! Delicious!"

Seeing him like this, Lun Wan'er, who couldn't wait any longer, also started tearing open a chicken leg. Watching the two of them happily eating their chicken legs, Yun Feiyang smiled and also reached out to tear off a piece of chicken to eat.

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After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Yan Chongtian patted his stomach without any regard for his image, and said while humming, "I'll let it go since you're such a filial son."

Yun Feiyang didn't care, but Lun Wan'er's eyes lit up and she said, "Senior Uncle, why don't you take Feiyang as your disciple? That way you can have beggar's chicken every day."

"Hmph!" Yan Chongtian snorted, glanced at Lun Wan'er, and said, "You little rascal, you think you can trick an old man into taking you as an apprentice with just a beggar's chicken."

Lun Wan'er stood behind him, shaking his shoulders and protesting, "Senior Uncle, please accept Fei Yang as your disciple. The sect leader refuses to accept Fei Yang as his disciple, so he can't learn martial arts."

Yan Chongtian remained unmoved and said, "Look at this kid, he doesn't seem anxious at all. I think it's you who's anxious, not him. You're that eager to marry this kid?"

"Master Uncle, if you keep doing this, I'm not going to talk to you anymore! Just accept Feiyang!" Lun Wan'er used her cute and coquettish charm.

Yan Chongtian patted the back of her hand and said...

"Alright, alright! Stop shaking me, you're going to shake the old man to pieces."

"Wait a little longer. It would be best if Qingsong could take Feiyang as his apprentice. If that doesn't work, the old man can take him as his disciple."

"Little girl, things aren't as simple as you think..."

Lun Wan'er massaged his shoulders and asked in confusion, "But the sect leader has always refused to accept Fei Yang as a disciple, hasn't he? And why can't you, Senior Uncle, accept Fei Yang as your disciple?"

Seeing that he couldn't fool them anymore, Yan Chongtian had no choice but to curse and swear...

"Old man, I also want to know what's going on in Qingsong's head? I've talked to him about it many times, and he always says he'll think about it, but after thinking about it, he still hasn't come to a conclusion."

“The old man should not take Fei Yang as his apprentice unless absolutely necessary. I have my reasons. There are big issues involved here, and if things are not handled properly, it could harm Fei Yang.”

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"Is Grandmaster Uncle worried about affecting the succession of the next sect leader?" Yun Feiyang suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Yan Chongtian looked at Yun Feiyang with surprise, as if he were meeting this silly boy for the first time; Lun Wan'er looked puzzled and confused!

Yun Feiyang smiled and said...

"The eldest disciple was the best candidate to become the sect leader, but he lost all his martial arts skills, so Master Qingsong took over the position of sect leader."

"If my senior master accepts me as his disciple, then in terms of both title and status, I will be the senior disciple of the Chongzhen Sect in this generation. No one can deny this, and I will also be the most qualified disciple to succeed as the sect leader."

“Normally, it would be fine! But right now, within the sect, besides the sect leader’s lineage, there are also two senior uncles, Chisong and Cangsong, who are eyeing the position of sect leader.”

"In addition, Dugu Wudi of the Invincible Sect is also eyeing the outside world. At this time, the Chongzhen Sect can be said to be beset by internal and external troubles. If things go wrong, it will trigger internal strife."

“In this situation, if our eldest master accepts me as his disciple, that would be the biggest variable, seriously affecting Senior Brother Baishi’s position, which would be detrimental to the sect’s development.”

Your words greatly shocked Yan Chongtian; he felt he had never truly understood you. Even so, he would not easily accept you as his disciple.

Seeing the two people's surprised expressions and the system's narration, Yun Feiyang shrugged and said, "There's nothing strange about this. Once you step out of the system, you'll naturally understand."

Yan Chongtian frowned, as if he were meeting Yun Feiyang for the first time. Then, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he stood up and shoved the two of them out, saying as he pushed them, "This old man's cold hasn't gotten better yet, his head is throbbing, and his whole body aches. I'm going to sleep, so get out! Get out!"

Without waiting for their helpless expressions, he immediately closed the door!