Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

“From beginning to end, that person only made one move, or rather, only severed a single hair. I saw it…”

"This is truly... killing a Grandmaster is as easy as slaughtering a dog."

"Someone's here. Who is it?"

Everyone looked over and saw a bright young girl appear silently on the fishing boat in the middle of the river, like an elf in a painting, making it hard to look away.

The girl stood barefoot on the fishing boat, circled Ning Daoqi's body once, then jumped down and picked up a strand of hair from the boat.

Under the sunlight, the strand of hair emitted a dark golden glow. The girl tugged at it forcefully, but it wouldn't break. Then, she unleashed a burst of energy from her hands, enough to twist steel, but to no avail.

The twisting, pulling energy, like a black hole, made the martial arts experts surrounding them tremble with fear. Many exchanged silent glances, swallowed hard, and then hid even deeper.

The girl, like a mischievous child, stuck out her tongue after realizing she couldn't get rid of the strand of hair, tucked it into her sleeve, smiled brightly at everyone around her, and then vanished in a flash.

"Who is that? Such terrifying internal energy, such terrifying martial arts."

"That feeling of everything being twisted seems to be from the Demonic Sect?"

"The Demonic Sect? The Empress of Yin, or someone else?"

"Impossible, that girl is not even twenty years old. How old is the Empress Yin?"

"Hiss... her martial arts skills..."

"Shut up. Don't make wild guesses if you don't know. The Demonic Sect is full of lunatics. People will die."

"Was that really a strand of hair? Or not steel wire? Or gold thread?"

"I think so (hesitantly)..."

"How about you go take a look?"

"Oh, why aren't you going?"

"I am waiting, waiting for someone from Cihang Jingzhai, or someone from the Buddhist community."

………………

On a rooftop, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Ba Feng Han stood quietly on the ridge.

"Was that Master Shi just now?" Kou Zhong asked.

“It’s Master Shi!” Xu Ziling confirmed.

"Is this Grandmaster Ning Daoqi?" Kou Zhong asked again.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Ning Daoqi," Xu Ziling sighed.

After an unspeakable silence, Ba Feng Han leaped away into the distance without a word and quickly disappeared from sight.

Kou Zhong sighed, "Can Lao Ba really defeat Shi Shi's spiritual imprint?"

Xu Ziling felt as if all the worries of his life had been culminating in this day. He rarely lost his temper and said, "I don't know."

"Then what do you know?" Kou Zhong asked in surprise.

Xu Ziling regained his composure and said calmly:

"All I know is that from this day forward, the myth of the Grandmaster's invincibility has been shattered."

“With Bi Xuan no longer able to protect the Turks, Shibi and Jili will not dare to invade southward at will; Goryeo will no longer have the strength to show off its power, and Fu Cailin will not even dare to take another step into the Central Plains. No one can withstand Shi Shi’s revenge.”

Kou Zhong chuckled and said, "That's a good thing; Master Shi's wish has come true."

During the conversation, two figures were seen skimming across the river and landing on the small boat.

One of them was dressed in Confucian robes, looking like a scholar, and his whole body was surrounded by sword energy that stung people's eyes and made them unable to hold back their tears;

The other was an old monk holding a bronze bell. The bell weighed several hundred pounds, but it felt as light as a feather in his hands. When it landed on the small boat, it didn't even cause a ripple.

The two landed on the boat. The old monk bowed with one hand, and the bronze bell in his hand rang out loudly. This obvious intention to drive them away did not cause anyone to leave. Instead, it caused a sneer from someone on the roof. The old monk was silent for a moment, and then stood at the bow of the boat and silently began to chant scriptures.

After a scripture was finished being recited, the scholar-like man picked up Ning Daoqi's body, and the two of them crossed the river again, disappearing quickly from sight.

“They’re from Cihang Jingzhai. That old monk must be from Jingnian Chan Monastery,” Xu Ziling said.

Kou Zhong looked into the distance and frowned, saying, "Is that Shi Feixuan? Her aura is like a sword, drawing the eye; she is indeed very sinister."

As the people around him gradually dispersed, Xu Ziling said, "Let's go! The Li family shouldn't have come. Even if they did, they wouldn't meet with us. If you're looking for Li Xiuning, you're likely to be disappointed."

Kou Zhong sighed, shook his head, and followed Xu Ziling's figure, quickly disappearing into the distance.

………………

Both Cihang Jingzhai and the Buddhist community have received news of Ning Daoqi's death. He used his death to confirm your whereabouts with Cihang Jingzhai.

The Buddhist sect has once again raised their assessment of your combat prowess. In order to kill you in one fell swoop, they have decided to increase the amount of gunpowder in the bronze hall to 30,000 jin.

Believe me, even with your current strength, you're not strong enough to withstand the power of an explosion of 30,000 jin of black powder. Don't risk your life so carelessly!

Nearly a thousand warrior monks from Jingnian Temple will serve as cannon fodder to hold you back, just in case. If the gunpowder doesn't kill you, they will be responsible for keeping you occupied and continuing to deplete your strength.

The four great Buddhist monks of this world have secretly arrived at Jingnian Temple outside Luoyang City; they will be the final blow against you.

Fu Cailin has secretly infiltrated the Central Plains, determined to drag you down with him and eliminate this threat to his homeland.

After your death, you will become a common enemy of both Buddhism and Taoism, and be nailed to the pillar of shame. Unfortunately, this dream will never be realized.

[Cihang Jingzhai is about to release the news that the He Shi Bi jade is being kept at Jingnian Chan Temple. How about it? Are you tempted?]

On the streets of Luoyang, Su Yuchen sat in a teahouse facing the street, sipping tea while reading the narration. He wasn't surprised by the Buddhist group's actions.

It's like a gambler named Ryuji who lost a bet, desperately betting his last sliver of hope; and because of his large family and business, he always feels he can start over even after losing.

"In that case, let gods and Buddhas be forbidden from traveling within the land of China."

"How about we dismantle the Dharma bodies of Buddha, the Four Great Bodhisattvas, the Eighteen Arhats, and so on? From now on, each sect will only be allowed to worship its own patriarch. What do you think?"

Su Yuchen thought to himself calmly.

Your wicked schemes have caused Buddhism to split apart, with numerous factions emerging. Buddhist temples unwilling to dismantle the Buddha's statue have been forced to flee to the grasslands beyond the borders. You are a true enemy of Buddhism.

Seeing the system's affirmation, Su Yuchen smiled faintly. He was surprised for a second when he saw that Fu Cailin had already infiltrated Luoyang, but it was no big deal and he was too lazy to search for her now.

Chapter 395 The Aftermath and the Deaths of Bian Bufu

Su Yuchen only sat at the tea stall for a short while before the person he was waiting for arrived.

He saw a man and a woman sitting opposite him. The woman was poised and uninhibited, while the man sat stiffly, looking somewhat nervous.

"I didn't expect Luo Yan to show herself to me. Is this your husband, Xu Shiji?" Su Yuchen asked.

Shen Luoyan chuckled and said, "Master Shi deliberately sat here, which is the only way Luoyan can return to the inn. Does Luoyan have any other choice?"

"Xu Shiji greets Master Shi," Xu Shiji said, bowing slightly.

Su Yuchen nodded and said, "Can Luo Yan give me an answer now? I have a feeling that after leaving Luoyang this time, she probably won't come back."

Shen Luoyan remained silent. Su Yuchen glanced at Xu Shiji beside him and couldn't help but smile, "It seems this is your choice."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his sleeve, pushed it over, and said, "In this battle of Yanshi, Li Mi will undoubtedly be defeated. If he can defect to the Song Clan, I can guarantee that I will not hold him accountable for his past actions."

Shen Luoyan remained silent for a moment, then said, "If Master Mi hadn't been defeated, would Master Shi have personally taken action against us? And who could withstand an assassination attempt by the number one person in the world?"

Su Yuchen stood up and said, "Fate has been decided. No matter who you are, you have no other choice. The battle at Jingnian Temple is inevitable. Luoyan can go and observe."

After nodding in greeting, Su Yuchen got up and left the tea stall, disappearing into the flow of people.

………………

"Luo Yan, you're really bold! That person just killed Ning Daoqi, I didn't expect you to refuse." Xu Shiji looked at the letter on the table and couldn't help but sigh.

Shen Luoyan sat for a long time, then smiled bitterly and said, "But Master Mi has not betrayed me, and I will never betray him first."

Xu Shiji shook his head and said, "With your intelligence, how could you not guess the purpose of Lord Mi's dispatch to Luoyang?"

Shen Luoyan's delicate body trembled, and she remained unresponsive for a long time.

Xu Shiji stood up and said:

"Ever since you met Song Yuzhi in Xingyang, Mi Gong has been secretly keeping an eye on your every move. You should have noticed that Mi Gong's actions have already excluded you from his circle."

"Moreover, in recent years, Lord Mi has become increasingly confident, to the point that he only believes in himself. You told me that Wei Zheng is very talented. After I reported this to Lord Mi, he actually distanced himself from Wei Zheng."

"What does all this prove? You know better than I do. Is he afraid of becoming the second Cui Rang? Or is he afraid of you becoming the second Mi Gong?"

"You've always been smarter than me, and whatever choice you make, I'll listen to you. After all, you're my fiancée!"

Shen Luoyan stood up by the bridge, and after a moment, suddenly laughed:

"Even if we are to leave Luoyang, we will have to wait until the battle of Jingnian Temple is over. I think that battle will be very exciting."

"No one witnessed the battle in the southern suburbs of Danyang, but the Jianghuai Army and Du Fuwei chose to surrender after just one battle. I think this battle, like the one in Danyang, must have a strange magic that could awaken the world."

"Moreover, if Shiji is already destined to lose, why should we give Cheng Yaojin, Shan Xiongxin, and Qin Shubao to outsiders? Even if we have to choose a new leader, I, Shen Luoyan, will take the Wagang Army with me."

"Even Luoyang!!!"

………………

Su Yuchen continued walking forward, passing by the Li family members without attracting their attention, blending into the crowd like an ordinary person.

When they arrived at the backyard of an inn, Su Yuchen stood at the door, looking at the two sides facing off in the courtyard.

One side consisted of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, while the other side was Wanwan and a refined and easy-going man whose aura was no less than that of the Wanwan of the past.

Kou Zhong, who was initially on high alert facing the two, was pleasantly surprised to see Su Yuchen appear. Then, at Xu Ziling's prompting, he re-entered the state of the Well in the Moon to make up for the flaw he had revealed.

In that instant, the man quickly seized the opportunity, his figure flashing past Kou Zhong, his fingers curling like knives, and a sharp burst of energy shot towards Kou Zhong's chest.

"Ha! You've fallen for it!"

Kou Zhong smiled, turning what was originally a weakness into the strongest defensive counterattack. His right hand also flashed a strange arc, blocking the finger's path with a slash that seemed impossible.

The man sneered, abruptly retracting his outstretched finger. His arm seemed to extend several inches in an instant as he slammed his fist into the back of the knife.

With a humming sound from the back of the blade, Kou Zhong shuddered and involuntarily retreated.

The man's eyes gleamed with a strange light, because the result of this punch was completely different from what he had expected. A swirling energy canceled out the force of his punch, failing to injure Kou Zhong. Instead, it allowed Kou Zhong to escape the range of his energy.

At the same time, Xu Ziling, who had been inactive, thrust out his sword. Just as the man was in a state where his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, the sword did not pierce the man, but instead pierced the empty space next to him.

The refined and easygoing man's expression changed, because as Kou Zhong's cold and strange true energy rushed into his meridians, he was forced to fall backward, and his body landed right where the tip of the sword was.

With a "hiss," the man fell backward, raising both hands and clenching his fingers into a ring, using the force of raindrops hitting banana leaves to push back towards the tip of the sword.

Kou Zhong, who was retreating, turned around in an incredible manner, like a bird circling naturally in the air, without pausing at all. His long sword slashed at the man's left armpit, forcing him to be distracted and deal with the situation.

Sensing the weakening of the force, Xu Ziling flicked his longsword, tracing a natural arc to skillfully evade the man's counter-force, and thrust it into the man's right chest, spurting out a jet of blood.

The man groaned and staggered backward, his chest instantly stained crimson with blood.

The next second, before the man even landed, a gentle yet powerful, pulling and swirling force suddenly struck him from behind, slamming hard into his back.

Amidst giggles, the refined man, with a look of disbelief on his face, stumbled and fell in the courtyard.

“Uncle-Master Bian, how could you be so careless? This will make Wanwan very happy. Hehehe…”

The clear, melodious voice was full of joy and happiness, and the giggling figure made Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling look at each other in bewilderment.

Looking at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were now completely stunned and had lost their previous air of expertise, Wanwan, with a charming smile, scolded them, "Silly boy, we're on the same side! Master Shi can be our witness."

………………

“This is Bian Bufu,” Su Yuchen said, looking at the man.

"Bian Bufu?!" Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exclaimed in unison.

Wanwan ignored the two of them and instead looked at Bian Bufu with great interest, asking, "Does Master Shi also know him?"

Su Yuchen shook his head: "I don't know him, but just by looking at the hatred you have for him, I know who he is?"

Wanwan smiled sweetly and said, "I've always been afraid that Uncle Bian was hiding some trump card! If I couldn't strike him down in one blow and he escaped, it would be troublesome in the future! Now it's all good, I can finally send Uncle Bian down to enjoy his old age in peace!"

Bian Bufu's internal organs were ruptured. He said in disbelief, "You... how dare you? Your master will not let you get away with this."

Wanwan covered her mouth and giggled, "Uncle-Master Bian, don't you understand? Master only sent you to Luoyang to see me, which means he already gave me permission to kill you!"

Seeing that he still looked unconvinced, Wanwan continued, "The reason Master is so at ease is because Wanwan has already reached the Grandmaster realm! Even if I can't kill you, Uncle-Master Bian, I will definitely not let you escape. Uncle-Master, can you rest in peace now?"

As she spoke, Wanwan flicked her long sleeves, and the powerful force sent them hurtling towards Bian Bufu like a battering ram.

"Wait!!" Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling said in unison.

Looking at Wanwan's gaze, which was cold yet tinged with curiosity, and mixed with a hint of wicked amusement that made the two of them shudder.