Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Butler Su just sneered. Mei Chaofeng trembled and instantly disappeared behind the group.

Seeing this, the Lu family father and son were even more surprised. They never expected that this unassuming old man would have such a great deterrent effect. Just by standing here, he made these people not dare to move.

"Just who are these two guests that Guanying invited back?" Lu Chengfeng wondered to himself.

Chapter 483 The First Battle Between Steward Su and Huang Yaoshi

"I didn't expect Prince Zhao's men to be so arrogant and domineering. They're even more arrogant in Lin'an than they were in Daxing Prefecture," Steward Su chuckled.

Ouyang Ke glanced at the expressionless Su Yuchen and immediately lowered his head. Although he didn't know this person yet, he could guess who this person was just by looking at Su's posture and position. After all, the sword light at the city gate that day was still fresh in his mind.

Seeing the sneer on Steward Su's face, Ouyang Ke knew that if he didn't give an explanation today, it wouldn't be so easy for him to leave.

By this time, Ouyang Ke, Peng Lianhu, and the others understood perfectly well that the events at Taihu Lake last night must have been orchestrated by this person. As for whether the young prince was alive or dead, and how this person had done it, it was no longer important.

Who could possibly seek revenge against this person? Do they have a death wish? Even if Wanyan Honglie knew, he could only lament his fate.

Ouyang Ke bowed slightly and cupped his hands, saying, "We were unaware that Young Master Su was also here. Please forgive us for any offense we may have caused."

Seeing that Butler Su remained silent, and fearing that he might suddenly become violent, Ouyang Ke gritted his teeth and said...

"The fact that His Highness was able to leave Taihu Lake safely last night suggests that Young Master Su's target was not His Highness, which is why we were able to survive by chance."

“Young Master is a celestial being, how could these ordinary people of the Southern Song Dynasty possibly know him? It is inevitable that there will be many inconveniences in his actions. If Manager Su has any requests, we are willing to help him and will certainly make Manager Su satisfied.”

"We will certainly make amends for any offense we may have caused today. The Lin'an Imperial Palace is filled with countless rare and ancient books, which I'm sure Young Master Su would also appreciate. We will make a trip there now and make sure you are satisfied."

The Lu family father and son watched as this jade-like young master bowed lower and lower, and the others had no objections whatsoever, practically saying they would go through fire and water for him. Only then did they realize that the old servant before them was truly extraordinary.

"Young Master, what do you think we should do with them?" Butler Su asked, turning around.

Su Yuchen glanced at the group. Sha Tongtian and the others didn't dare to straighten up. They were all bent over with forced smiles, which looked even more unsightly than when they were crying.

Butler Su nodded, knowing that Su Yuchen probably didn't care about these small fry. He immediately turned to look at the group and said, "There are two things. If you do them well, I will forgive your offense today; if you don't, I have nothing better to do, so you can try to see if you can escape my pursuit to the ends of the earth."

The men nodded repeatedly, waiting for instructions, when they saw Butler Su looking at the courtyard wall on one side and asking, "Who goes there?"

The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared under the courtyard wall, where he slapped the wall with his palm.

As Butler Su slammed his palm against the courtyard wall, a muffled thud was heard, and the entire wall seemed to shake. A similar whistling sound came from outside the wall, and a burst of energy pierced the air, slamming into the wall with a thud. The wall undulated like waves, but it never collapsed.

"Impressive skill!" A clear, low laugh rang out from outside the wall, followed by the sound of a burst of energy piercing the air.

Butler Su scoffed and met the attack with a palm strike across the wall.

As the fight began, figures flew swiftly inside the wall, palm strikes raining down; outside, howls echoed, occasionally punctuated by sharp buzzing sounds. The entire courtyard wall trembled intermittently, yet not a single tile fell, and not even a scratch was broken.

"Flick of the finger technique? Who is it? It turns out to be the Eastern Heretic himself." As they exchanged blows, Butler Su instantly recognized who the newcomer was.

"I never expected that someone would know the old beggar's Dragon Subduing Palm, and your palm technique is even more varied and unpredictable," the voice outside the wall replied.

This time, as the sound rang out, Huang Rong and Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, while Mei Chaofeng, who was hiding in the crowd, changed her expression drastically, knowing that she couldn't leave at all.

As Butler Su thrust out both palms simultaneously, a 'whoosh' sound rang out as the two palm strikes passed through the wall, bringing the fight to an end. Butler Su lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped backward. As he retreated to his original position, a layer of plaster began to fall from the courtyard wall with a 'rustling' sound. Then, as if a switch had been flipped, the courtyard wall collapsed with a 'boom,' kicking up a cloud of dust.

Upon closer inspection, no intact brick remained on the ground. It turned out that as the two exchanged blows from a distance, the entire three-zhang-long courtyard wall was shattered by their continuous bursts of energy, only managing to stay upright due to the pressure from their combined energy.

As the two men withdrew their energy, the courtyard wall lost its support and finally collapsed.

As the dust settled, a figure in flowing blue robes stood three zhang away, with long hair cascading down his shoulders. A jade flute in his hand swayed in the breeze, occasionally emitting a haunting, mournful sound. Only his face was terrifyingly grotesque, like that of a ghost.

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"father!"

"Master!"

Huang Rong and Lu Chengfeng exclaimed in surprise at the same time, the former's voice already trembling with a hint of tears.

The ghostly-looking man was none other than Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic. He laughed heartily, his voice clear and bright, yet his face remained motionless. Then, he flicked his sleeve to cover his face, and when it fell back down, his face had transformed into a gaunt and strangely shaped one. His long sleeves fluttered, exuding a blend of righteousness and wickedness, making him appear wildly unrestrained.

When the dust settled completely, it became clear that the ground around Huang Yaoshi was littered with Six Doors constables and imperial guards. These men were helping each other away into the distance.

"Father!" Huang Rong exclaimed and ran away. Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly and could only let the court officials leave.

After calming Huang Rong, who was both crying and laughing, Huang Yaoshi looked at Steward Su beside him and said, "The world is indeed full of extraordinary people and talents. I never expected to find a master like you. What is your relationship with Hong Qi, the Northern Beggar?"

Butler Su shook his head: "I have no relationship with him, you have misunderstood."

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You met Huang Yaoshi.

He's very interested in you, but right now he'd rather deal with 'family matters'.

Su Yuchen smiled knowingly. Seeing his former disciples Mei Chaofeng and Lu Chengfeng again, Huang Yaoshi's mood was probably not so calm.

He then disappeared from the spot with a single step, and Butler Su cupped his hands in greeting before leaving.

They hadn't gone far when they heard Huang Yaoshi snort coldly behind them: "Everyone else, get out of here. You unfilial disciple, haven't you come to see your master yet?"

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Back in the backyard, Steward Su harnessed the carriage, tied Duan Yi to the back, and then drove the carriage out the back gate and left.

"Young Master, I think Huang Yaoshi is very arrogant and probably looks down on Brother Guo!" Butler Su said casually.

Su Yuchen smiled faintly and said, "Everyone has their own destiny, and Guo Jing's martial arts are not weak now. I believe he will give Huang Yaoshi a surprise."

He paused here, then said, "Let's return to Daxing Prefecture as soon as possible. I have a premonition that I will have to go into seclusion again."

Steward Su's expression turned serious, and he immediately stopped asking questions, driving the carriage around Taihu Lake and heading north quickly.

Then a strange scene unfolded along the way: a horse-drawn carriage was pulling a hearse, and behind it, a disheveled, obese man was being dragged by a rope.

The man's eyes were vacant, and his steps were unsteady. He had been walking for an unknown amount of time, and his cloth shoes were worn down to the point where his toes were exposed, as if he could fall under the sun at any moment.

Even so, the carriage showed no sign of slowing down, dragging the man all the way north, across the Yangtze River.

Chapter 484 Huang Yaoshi Arrives

One month later, in Daxing Prefecture.

The mountain where the Su family ancestral graves are located.

Butler Su hired a famous feng shui master to select the best feng shui site and chose an auspicious day and time to rebury Su's father.

Looking at the more than one hundred new graves surrounding the ancestral cemetery, there were only names on them, but no biographical information. At most, there were two lines that Su Yuchen insisted on writing: "Green hills bury loyal bones, mountains and rivers protect heroic souls."

Su Yuchen couldn't help but think to himself: With these loyal and unyielding heroic souls protecting us, what ghosts and monsters would dare to cause trouble?

Unfortunately, people nowadays don't see it that way. When Su Yuchen chose to bury these loyal souls here, the Su steward felt that they had seized the Su family's auspicious burial site and taken away the Su family's good fortune.

So Su Yuchen didn't bother to say anything more and let Butler Su handle things as he pleased.

After Su's father was reburied, and everyone else who had been praying, placing the coffin, and attending the funeral left, Su's steward pulled the numb Duan Yi out of the woods.

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"If it weren't for the master saving me on the road, I would be a pile of bones now, lying in some desolate wilderness. And there would be no place for my brothers to rest in peace."

“At that time, I was still wearing a full suit of armor. Even though the master knew it would cause him trouble, he still secretly took me home and hid me.”

"At that time, I vowed to repay the master properly..."

"Later, when the master had his accident, you were still so young, young master. No matter how anxious I was, all I could think about was protecting you first..."

"Master, now that the young master has grown up, he's quite capable. He's even brought Duan Yi, that xxx, back with him..."

Butler Su knelt before the grave and rambled on and on. Seeing his expression, Su Yuchen was moved and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

Butler Su smiled and shook his head. He stood up and kicked Duan Yi down to his knees. He then grabbed Duan Yi's neck from behind and twisted it forcefully, thus killing him.

The two descended the mountain in silence. As the sun set, Su Yuchen felt an invisible bond within his body snap, and the connection between his primordial spirit and body became even stronger.

Su Yuchen's heart stirred, knowing that it was time for him to go into seclusion.

The next second, his figure had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only one sentence floating in the wind: "I am about to go into seclusion. Please take care of things at home, Uncle Su."

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The small building in the backyard of Zhigelou.

The invisible sword energy expanded instantly, completely surrounding the small building. The eyes of the various forces secretly observing lit up as the endless torrent of sword energy illuminated all directions. The rat in the shadows let out a muffled groan and fled in panic amidst tears of blood streaming from its eyes.

Inside the small building, my primordial spirit felt an unprecedented lightness and liveliness from body and mind to will. The next second, a phantom purple-gold dragon and a silver-white phoenix appeared. With a cry, they transformed into phantom threads burning with flames, enveloping Su Yuchen.

Consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the five-colored rays of light transformed into an illusory cauldron, with purple-gold and silver-white flames as fuel, beginning to drive the second transformation of the primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit changed at an unprecedented speed, shining like a silver moon over the sea of ​​consciousness. A purplish-red color rapidly spread across the primordial spirit, and with each rise of the flames, the purplish-red color deepened and increased, spreading towards the silver moon.

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Zhige Tower remains bustling with activity, having become a gathering place for heroes of the martial arts world.

Whether seeking revenge or being sought after, whether seeking death or life, this is a place where they might realize their dreams, where they exchange the intelligence and martial arts manuals they need; it is also the last stop for some, where they drink their fill, walk into the darkness, and never return.

Zhigelou never asked about or cared about any of this.

Butler Su still opens the door on time every day, sits behind the counter, and watches the vicissitudes of life and the changing of people.

Day after day, every morning, Butler Su would go to the entrance of the small building in the backyard to check, where he would occasionally find one or two corpses.

Butler Su knew that these were spies from the city's resentful aristocratic families, nobles, and even the royal family. Everyone wanted to take advantage of Su Yuchen's seclusion to get a bite out of this 'Sword Immortal'.

Unfortunately, this place has long been forbidden to birds, and beasts avoid it at all costs. Anyone, object, bird, or beast that approaches will be killed by the invisible sword light.

On this day, outside Zhige Tower, two men and a woman arrived. The old man leading them, dressed in green with a jade flute at his waist, was none other than Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic. The two behind him were Lu Guanying and Mu Nianci.

"Manager Su." Mu Nianci called out as soon as I entered.

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Upon seeing the arrival of the group, Butler Su appeared slightly surprised, but still greeted them with a smile.

After the group sat down on the third floor, Lu Guanying, his face full of curiosity, asked:

"I never imagined that Manager Su actually runs a restaurant. When Nianci first mentioned it, I didn't believe it until I entered the North and learned that Zhigelou was already famous throughout the North."

"No wonder Manager Su doesn't take the Zhao Prince's Mansion seriously. I've certainly experienced the reputation of Zhige Tower."

Butler Su smiled and said, "It's just an empty reputation; it's all the flattery of the heroes of the martial world."

Huang Yaoshi chuckled and said, "Stop the war, stop the war, only martial arts can stop the war. With Brother Su's martial arts skills, it is indeed a waste of his talents to suppress this Stop the War Tower."

Butler Su shook his head and smiled, "I am but a servant, and it is enough for me to protect this property for my master. A life of wandering the world is not what I seek."

He changed the subject, saying, "Gentlemen, you've come from the north, is there something you need?"

Huang Yaoshi said, "I heard from my daughter that Zhige Tower displays all the world's most extraordinary martial arts, so I came here specifically to take a look."

Lu Guanying said, "Brother Guo Jing and Aunt Huang have gone after Wanyan Honglie to find the Wumu Manual. I was entrusted by him to bring Old Madam Guo back to the Central Plains."

Mu Nianci said, "I also brought my parents with me on this journey north."

"Master Huang? Huang Rong? What's going on here..." Butler Su looked at Lu Guanying, then at Huang Yaoshi, and couldn't help but ask.

Lu Guanying smiled and said, "Manager Su left too early that day, so he didn't know. I only found out later that my father was once a disciple of Peach Blossom Island. Now that the patriarch has taken my father back into the sect, I have also become a disciple of Peach Blossom Island."

Butler Su smiled and looked at the two of them, saying, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Huang Yaoshi interrupted, "Brother Su, may I ask if the list of extraordinary skills and techniques downstairs is real?"

Steward Su nodded and said, "Since Brother Huang asked, I will not hide it from you. The martial arts techniques mentioned are all real, and I even know some of them myself."

Huang Yaoshi chuckled coldly:

"Unexpectedly, of all the skills Huang has learned in his life, only 'The Song of the Rising Tide of the Blue Sea' can barely make the list."

“I heard from my daughter that Brother Su also knows the Finger Flicking Skill, and I have also seen the Dragon Subduing Palm. I wonder how many other unique skills Brother Su knows on this list.”

Butler Su smiled and shook his head. With a wave of his right hand, a murderous intent, as if he were on a battlefield, emerged. A foot-long blood-red blade of energy emanated from his fingertips, resembling a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He then waved his hand to disperse the blade energy, and with a flick of his wrist, a bamboo chopstick landed in his hand. With a "whoosh," he thrust out two swords, the former as fierce and domineering as a blade, and the latter as agile and graceful as a sword.

Tossing aside his chopsticks, and seeing Huang Yaoshi's piercing gaze, Steward Su laughed heartily, "It's just a trivial skill; I'm afraid I'll make Brother Huang laugh."

Huang Yaoshi remained silent for a moment. Even with his martial arts skills, he had to admit that these two martial arts were no less powerful than the ones he had created. In fact, the battlefield saber technique was so fierce and captivating that it had reached a whole new level.

Huang Yaoshi was silent for a moment, then said, "If I wish to exchange for the Nine Yin Manual, what conditions would I need?"

Chapter 485 ends abruptly.