Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

"I need to think things through regarding the position of sect leader, and then I'll discuss it with my fellow disciples. Right now, the most important thing is to ensure that there is no turmoil within the sect. My fellow disciples, go back and keep a close eye on the disciples, and don't allow anyone to cause trouble."

"The Enforcement Hall, especially the disciples of Chisong and Cangsong, must deal with anyone who incites trouble immediately; if anyone dares to meet with Chisong or Cangsong in private, they must be dealt with in the same way, without any leniency."

After dealing with these matters, Yan Chongtian rubbed his forehead wearily and headed towards the back mountain with Lun Wan'er. According to his plan, Yun Feiyang was the best candidate to succeed as the sect leader. The question was, where was he now?

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Inside the mourning hall, the exotic true energy within Qingsong and Baishi dissipated, and the silkworms attempted to spin cocoons in preparation for rebirth, but faced numerous difficulties.

Yan Chongtian dealt with the Chisong and Cangsong lineages with swift and decisive action, preventing internal strife within Chongzhen.

"The time has come; it's time for Shen Manjun to make her appearance." Upon hearing the narration, Yun Feiyang made his decision. However, before that, he needed to appease Yan Chongtian and Lun Wan'er.

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"Feiyang? You're back? Where did you go just now? Sect Leader... Sect Leader, he..." Pushing open the courtyard gate, Lun Wan'er saw Yun Feiyang on the rocking chair and was immediately excited, her voice trembling with emotion.

Yun Feiyang nodded and smiled, "I already know."

Yan Chongtian sat silently on the stool next to him, with Lun Wan'er sitting beside him. After a long while, Yan Chongtian asked...

"Feiyang, do you want to become the leader of the Chongzhen Sect?"

“In terms of martial arts, your skills are even above mine, making you the number one in Chongzhen and one of the top masters in the world; in terms of strategy, your cunning and tactics are no less than Qingsong's; in terms of methods, I believe you can clean up this mess without any problem.”

"If you're willing, I'll discuss it with the other elders and say that you are the sect leader's disciple whom I secretly took in on the orders of the patriarch, and that I taught you the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill when you were a child."

“I’ll vouch for you. Although it’s against the rules of the sect, once you have a title, you can legitimately display your martial arts skills and take over Chongzhen. Do you think they can go down and ask the founder?”

Yun Feiyang smiled, shook his head, and said...

"Master Uncle, thank you for your kindness, but I am not suitable."

"Everything is about social status. You know, I'm a pig farmer. This image is deeply ingrained in Chongzhen. Everyone remembers it."

"No matter how high my martial arts skills are or how clever my methods are, they will never be convinced. Why? Because in their minds, I will always be a pig farmer."

"I think Bai Shi is the best candidate for the position of sect leader. He has been the senior disciple for many years, and apart from the Chi Song and Cang Song lineage who deliberately caused trouble, the other elders and disciples actually respect him quite a bit."

“Feiyang, Senior Brother Baishi, also passed away along with the sect leader,” Lun Wan’er said from the side.

Yun Feiyang smiled but did not answer Lun Wan'er. Instead, he suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Senior Uncle, do you really know the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill?"

"Hmm?" Yan Chongtian frowned and glanced at him, signaling him to continue.

Yun Feiyang smiled and said...

"When I first started practicing the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, I discovered that it was very different from other Xuanmen internal skills. At first, I didn't pay much attention to it until I achieved mastery of the internal skill."

"At that time, I was thinking, the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill is known as the best in the Xuanmen, so why is it not worthy of the name? Why is it that one of you has martial arts skills that are sometimes there and sometimes not, while the other has cultivated for half his life but is not as good as me?"

"Later I realized that the biggest difference between me and you is that I started by cultivating the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, while you all started cultivating it halfway through."

“In that case, I will only have pure Heavenly Silkworm True Qi, while you will have two completely different True Qi.”

"Following this idea, I tested it on you. Before leaving Chongzhen, I absorbed the other true energy in your body."

"As I expected, after that, the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi was completely freed, and you regained your martial arts skills."

"After proving my conjecture, my motivation to go down the mountain became even stronger. According to the Xuanmen philosophy, the cultivation of any internal energy should be orderly, with a higher level of internal energy being able to encompass the original one. But this principle does not apply to the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art; it is very exclusive and rejects any other true energy."

"So I was thinking that perhaps the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill was not originally a Xuanmen internal skill, but was later modified into a Xuanmen mental technique."

"Following my train of thought, I arrived in southern Xinjiang and found a Miao village deep in the mountains. There, I heard a legend. Guided by the legend, I found the original Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, or rather, the Heavenly Silkworm Demonic Skill."

As he spoke, ignoring the stunned expressions of the two men, Yun Feiyang stretched out his right hand, and strands of true energy emerged from his palm, quickly enveloping his hand; then, he flicked his finger, and a strand of true energy shot out into the air, straight into the stone wall of the courtyard, shooting out a huge hole like a cannonball.

The next second, he waved his right hand, and countless threads of true energy flew three zhang away. The dense threads pierced the ground, and with a wave of his hand, a huge piece of soil rose from the ground, leaving only a three-foot-deep pit.

With another wave of his hand, countless threads of true energy returned to cover his palm and climbed up his arm to his shoulder.

He reached out and grabbed the cleaver next to the guillotine in the yard. Under the gazes of Yan Chongtian and Lun Wan'er, he gripped the blade tightly with his right hand. With a "crunching" sound, his silken right hand crushed the steel cleaver into a pile of iron.

Seeing the iron block fall to the ground with a clang, Yan Chongtian frowned even more deeply. He asked in bewilderment, "My true energy is completely different from yours. I have no ability to transform true energy into threads."

Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "This requires a strong mental cultivation, strong enough to precisely control the true energy within your body. Or rather, it is a state of being, a state of oneness with heaven and man, where man and true energy are completely integrated."

“This won’t solve the current problem,” Yan Chongtian said.

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P.S.: Nothing more to say, Happy New Year! Here are five chapters.

Chapter 278 The Silkworm Spins Its Cocoon, Awaiting Transformation into a Butterfly

Yun Feiyang nodded and continued...

"In Miao territory, there is a powerful Gu technique called the Golden Silkworm Gu. When this Gu is refined to its extreme, it can make one invulnerable to blades and spears and can spit out golden silk."

"The original intention behind the creation of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill was that someone combined the internal energy cultivation methods of the Central Plains with the Gu techniques of the Miao region, intending to use the abilities of the Golden Silkworm Gu to cultivate a body of steel and iron, and to be able to transform true energy into silk like the Golden Silkworm spinning silk, binding the opponent's limbs and restricting their movement. Furthermore, it could directly enter the opponent's body to seal their meridians and acupoints."

"Of course, its original purpose may have been to use the special properties of the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi to reconnect meridians, bones, and so on, and help people restore their health."

Yan Chongtian's eyes lit up, and he said, "Reconnecting meridians and restoring health, you mean..."

Yun Feiyang nodded and said...

"The silkworm spins silk to weave a long dream, and the butterfly in the cocoon spreads its wings."

"Breaking free from its cocoon, it dances in the wind, its countless strands of black hair reflecting the sunlight."

"The silkworm spins silk and forms a cocoon to bind itself, hoping to transform into a butterfly. The true meaning of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill is to imitate the silkworm's self-binding in order to return to normal."

"Therefore, I am not worried about what happened to the sect leader and Bai Shi. I can take advantage of their serious injuries and near death to disperse the original true energy in their bodies and restore the Heavenly Silkworm True Energy to its original effect."

Your explanation of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill opened up a new world for Yan Chongtian and Lun Wan'er.

Yan Chongtian never imagined that the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill would have such an effect; his admiration for your talent and ability has only grown stronger.

Lun Wan'er said with bright eyes, "So the sect leader and Senior Brother Baishi are actually not dead yet, they are waiting to break free from their cocoons and be reborn?"

Yun Feiyang nodded: "That's right, but it's very difficult. You could say there's a 50% chance!"

Yan Chongtian thought about it and understood. After all, it wouldn't be easy to go from being seriously injured and on the verge of death to recovering to normal. Not to mention anything else, just the 'silk' covering his whole body would require so much true energy!

Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "It seems that Senior Uncle has already understood."

Yan Chongtian snorted coldly and said irritably, "After all this talk, Qingsong might still have a chance, but Baishi has only been cultivating for a little over half a year. Even if he waits until the corpse is completely cold, he might not have a chance."

Yun Feiyang said, "There is always a way out. Of the fifty great paths, forty-nine are used. There is always a glimmer of hope. If someone who has also cultivated the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art infuses them with the same true energy, it can speed up the process of cocooning and rebirth."

Yan Chongtian's face lit up with joy, but before he could rejoice, Yun Feiyang poured cold water on his happiness: "Senior Uncle, don't be too happy yet. There are always advantages and disadvantages. Although there's always a way out, you won't get all the benefits."

"Is there any danger?" Lun Wan'er asked.

Yun Feiyang shook his head and said, "There is no danger, but the person who transmits the power will lose all their true energy and all their cultivation will vanish. They will have to start cultivating all over again. You could say it's using one person to help another achieve their goals."

Lun Wan'er's face turned pale, and she said in a pale voice, "So, if you want to save the sect leader and Senior Brother Bai Shi, you and your eldest master will lose all your power."

Yun Feiyang nodded and said, "And there's no guarantee of success."

Your words sent Yan Chongtian's emotions through a rollercoaster. He really wanted to hit you, but he was struggling to suppress his anger...

Seeing Yan Chongtian struggling to circulate his energy, looking like he was saying "I'm not angry, I'm not angry," Lun Wan'er couldn't help but glare at Yun Feiyang.

After a long while, Yan Chongtian asked, "What will happen to the person who gains the power?"

Yun Feiyang said, "The person who gains the power will not only recover their health, but will also merge the power of the two people into one, thus improving their martial arts skills."

Yan Chongtian laughed heartily and said nonchalantly...

"Then let's save Qingsong. I'm old and frail, and my energy and strength are not what they used to be. I can't beat Dugu Wudi who has made a comeback."

"Now that Chongzhen's internal troubles have been eliminated, once his martial arts skills improve further, it should not be difficult for him to defeat Dugu Wudi. At that time, there will naturally be no internal or external troubles."

"Besides, I've always had intermittent martial arts skills, and I've gotten used to not having them. Compared to that, the bigger picture is more important."

"As for Bai Shi, all I can say is that this is his fate. Heh! That bastard Qing Song, if only he had passed on the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill to Bai Shi earlier."

Yan Chongtian's carefree and easygoing attitude, and his magnanimity in giving up all worldly possessions, even Yun Feiyang admired. From another perspective, who would be willing to give up everything to fulfill another person's needs?

Yun Feiyang smiled and shook his head, saying, "I've said it before, there's always a way out. You're kind-hearted, Senior Uncle, but unfortunately, I don't need you. I once mentioned that the Sect Leader and Shen Manjun had a daughter."

"What does this have to do with saving the sect leader?" Lun Wan'er asked, frowning.

Yan Chongtian pondered for only a moment before slapping his thigh and looking at Yun Feiyang uncertainly, saying, "You mean, Qingsong passed on the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill to Shen Manjun? How...how dare he..."

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"To be precise, what Shen Manjun learned was only the latter half of what was passed down orally from the sect leader."

Yun Feiyang said...

"I only discovered this when I accidentally saw Shen Manjun during my last trip to Jade Emperor Peak to watch the battle. She also has two streams of true energy in her body, one of which is the Heavenly Silkworm True Energy."

"It can only be said that the sect leader's life is not meant to end. As long as Shen Manjun is willing to transfer the Heavenly Silkworm True Qi to him, it can help him break out of his cocoon and transform into a butterfly."

"Now, it all depends on Shen Manjun's choice. Moreover, this is also an opportunity to test their relationship. If Shen Manjun is willing to sacrifice herself, then it is her destiny to live; if Shen Manjun is not willing, then it is only because she misjudged him."

“If Shen Manjun is willing to come and save him, I don’t mind taking this opportunity to help them get together and pretend to die to hide away, so they can become a perfect couple.”

"After all, Qingsong was wholeheartedly devoted to Chongzhen. Although he had his own selfish motives, his merits outweigh his flaws. Letting him take this opportunity to live in seclusion is a good thing for both him and Chongzhen."

"As for Shiraishi, I will personally save him."

"No way," Yan Chongtian and Lun Wan'er said in unison.

Yan Chongtian said, "Since Qingsong was saved by Shen Manjun, let this old Taoist take charge of Baishi. You are so young, and you have lost all your martial arts skills. It won't be easy for you to learn them again."

Yun Feiyang laughed...

"Master Uncle, you underestimate me. It's already quite good that Bai Shi can consume a third of my true energy."

"Moreover, I have another idea about this matter. I want to see if suddenly losing a large amount of true energy will trigger the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill to form a cocoon and bind itself in order to seek the ability to regenerate."

"If so, it means that the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill also has the ability to cleanse the marrow and enhance potential; if not, I will only lose some internal energy, which is different from you, my senior uncle, who has lost all your martial arts."

"This is the best option."

"Now, we just have to wait."

"Wait and see if Shen Manjun will come, and whether they have the fate to do so."

"If they can form cocoons within seven days, it means they are still alive; if not, our idea is useless."

To appease the strong-willed Yan Chongtian, you went from one lie to another. Although white lies are beautiful, you have mastered the art of lying.

The narration system's unique voice rang out, making Yun Feiyang feel for a moment that it was mocking him.

Chapter 279 Invincible Sect and the Everlasting Intermittent Flower

Now that he knew Qingsong and Baishi could be saved, Yan Chongtian was naturally not in a hurry.

On the one hand, he had to find a way to notify Shen Manjun and ask her to come to Chongzhen. Whether or not to save them was another matter. Moreover, the 'corpses' of Qingsong and Baishi were still lying in the mourning hall. He had to make other arrangements to prevent anyone from discovering anything unusual about Qingsong and Baishi.

Imagine if people knew about the abnormality of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill, and with the spread of rumors, the Chongzhen Sect would probably never have a peaceful day again.

It would be easy for Qingsong to fake his death and escape, but how do you explain Baishi coming back to life?

To paraphrase Yun Feiyang, they could just use any rare and precious material as an excuse, like a "Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Interrupted Flower" or a "Heavenly Sun Resurrection Grass." After all, finding such legendary items was a matter of luck, and not finding them was perfectly normal.

Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a lucky coincidence, because at that moment, deep in the dungeon of the Invincible Sect's headquarters, Gongsun Hong was interrogating Fu Yushu about the whereabouts of the 'Ten Thousand Years of Interrupted Flower'.

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Behind the Enforcement Hall of the Invincible Sect's headquarters is an artificial hill. Through the secret passages and mechanisms of the artificial hill, one can access the Invincible Sect's dungeon.

This place imprisoned members of martial arts sects who had previously opposed the Invincible Sect, local powerful figures, and even bandits who had committed murder and robbery. In short, anyone who opposed the Invincible Sect and still had value to them was imprisoned here.

The dungeon was deep and dark, filled with a musty and rotten smell, mixed with the astringent smell of rust and the sweet smell of blood, which irritated the nasal cavity and made people involuntarily frown.

Every ten meters or so, a brazier on a wooden frame emits a faint light, illuminating a patch of ground in front of you, while the deeper areas remain hidden in darkness, like the gaping maw of a giant beast.

On both sides of the passage were rows of cells made of ironwood, which held some half-dead enemies.

Most people had their collarbones pierced and were shackled and handcuffed. Inside the cages, their faces were filled with resentment, despair, fear, and unwillingness. Only a very few people wore heavy shackles made of steel, and when they heard a sound, they would only raise their heads and show a hint of disdain and mockery.

At the deepest part of the dungeon was an iron door made of fine steel, which was embedded in a stone wall a foot thick. There was only a small hole, about the size of a palm, in the door, which allowed passage between the inside and outside.

Looking through the hole, one could see torture instruments covered in rust and bloodstains: iron whips made of twisted wire and nails, covered with congealed debris and blood clots; specially modified chairs; dripping wooden buckets; and red-hot branding irons...

In the center of the cell, a beam of light the size of a bowl shone in from who-knows-where and fell on Fu Yushu, who was tied to a wooden stake.

Each lash of the cold, damp iron whip brought forth handfuls of blood, and the resulting screams echoed hollowly. The sounds of the wind, dripping water, screams, and even heartbeats were deliberately amplified, creating an endless sense of terror.