Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Xia Zhu and the others did not understand what an external incarnation was. Although the prophet had read novels, he had only used them to pass the time over the long years. It was unrealistic to expect him to understand the cultivation concepts within them.

"An avatar!" Only Liu Ye exclaimed in surprise, "This... isn't this a robot? How do you create an avatar?"

Su Yuchen pointed at the motionless robot and said:

"I have erased its original self-awareness, and now only pure electromagnetic waves remain."

"Moreover, when I was stopping it from self-destructing, I changed its foundation to Yin and Yang energies. Although it is just an inanimate object, I can still entrust a wisp of my divine thoughts to Yin and Yang energies."

"Its upper limit is limited; at most, it can only reach the level of a grandmaster."

"I don't expect to actually refine it into an external avatar. I only hope that after thousands of years, that wisp of divine thought can be nurtured by the Yin and Yang energies to give birth to a primordial spirit of Yin God level."

"If that day ever comes, it will be no different from severing a second primordial spirit."

"The path of cultivation is arduous, and I cannot guarantee that everything will go smoothly in the future. Consider this as me leaving myself a backup plan."

"and……"

Su Yuchen shook his head and said, "All of this is just my idea. Whether I can successfully entrust my divine sense to it, and how to ensure that the divine sense will develop normally, all of these still need to be carefully considered."

"If I hadn't had the experience of the seventh stage of the primordial spirit and comprehended some of the vitality and creation, I wouldn't even dare to think about it."

Qiuju suddenly laughed and said, "Does Young Master mean that there will be two Young Masters in the future? Just in different bodies?"

Su Yuchen shook his head and said:

"I am me, it is it; I can be it, but it can never be me."

"Moreover, what I need is for it to develop peacefully, not for it to develop consciousness and turn against me in the future. I will definitely set up many seals to ensure that it can develop into a Yin spirit in peace."

Looking at the mindless robot No. 8, Su Yuchen couldn't help but think to himself: If it can successfully achieve the Great Luo realm, then it can be retrieved. Even if it is truly refined into a second primordial spirit, it is not impossible to set it free. If it is unexpectedly robbed in the future, this thing is at least a way out, so that it will not die and have no chance to start over.

Thinking about how he had unexpectedly encountered a calamity in the Tang Dynasty, he was afraid that he would have died on his journey if it weren't for the system's protection; and the road ahead was long, with no one knowing how many more tribulations awaited him.

………………

Shaking his head and severing his distracting thoughts with a single sword stroke, Su Yuchen spoke to the prophet, the only robot:

"Since you don't need those memories, there's something I still need to tell you. Based on the memories I've gathered, you're the only AI robot that can be used now."

“I advise you not to return to the Divine Court. As an ‘artificial intelligence’ that can control you, if you go back, it will choose to forcibly format you and leave you in the Divine Court in order to maintain its own normal operation.”

"Is there no one left in the Divine Court?" the prophet lamented.

Su Yuchen nodded: "According to my memory, that is indeed the case. However, the Divine Court has its own operating mechanism. I'm afraid that artificial intelligence will not disappear for the next few hundred years, unless the Divine Court encounters an accident, such as a large-scale thunderstorm or an earthquake, which destroys the Divine Court's infrastructure and causes it to perish prematurely."

“I understand,” the prophet nodded.

Su Yuchen glanced at Robot No. 8, waved his hand to shoo it away, and said, "If there's nothing else, you can leave. I'm going to start my seclusion to refine it."

Liu Ye hurriedly said, "I... I have something to do."

Seeing the group looking over, Liu Ye said, "His Majesty was assassinated while hunting and enjoying the flowers in the Western Hills. I fought with the assassin, and it seems to be 'Shadow,' one of Dean Jia's men. What do we do now?"

Seeing the blank looks on Xia Zhu's and the others' faces, Liu Ye suddenly realized that these people didn't seem to care about his affairs, and he had never told them about his own.

So he turned to look at his uncle.

First, know: "You can make your own decisions."

"No!" Liu Ye hurriedly said, "Uncle, you are my own uncle, the person I trust the most. Please help me make a decision."

Chapter 513 Emperor Mingwu's Reaction

Su Yuchen shook his head and said to the person in charge:

"Now that things have come to this, you, the Earl, and Jia Zhen should tell Liu Ye some things. Don't always treat him like a child."

"Moreover, you, the Earl, and Jia Zhen each possess a portion of information. Without exchanging information, you will only be wasting your strength in vain."

Upon hearing this, Liu Ye nodded repeatedly, as if to say that he was no longer a child and had the right to know the truth.

The prophet coldly said, "I don't believe Jia Zhen, nor do I believe Liu Qingtian."

"Uncle?" Liu Ye couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is going on between you two...?"

Su Yuchen waved his hand, interrupting Liu Ye, and suggested...

"Although your plans are different, you are all ultimately doing it for Liu Ye's good. I suggest you sit down and talk to them."

"They are all shrewd old foxes. This way, you can not only avoid unnecessary risks, but also help Liu Ye plan for his future."

"Moreover... you should believe in love, believe in the Earl and Jia Zhen's love for Ye Qingmei."

“I know you may not understand what love is, but just like your affection for Liu Ye, you can try to understand this feeling. It’s a similar feeling. And the Earl and Jia Zhen, just like you, have the same feelings for Liu Ye.”

“Alright.” The prophet pondered for a moment, then nodded.

After a brief moment of thought, the prophet has decided to adopt your method.

[The Prophet, the Earl, Jia Zhen, and Liu Ye secretly meet at Chen Garden]

The prophet tells the Earl and Jia Zhen that Emperor Ming is the Grandmaster hidden in the palace; Jia Zhen confirms his guess, knowing that his actions against Ye Qingmei back then were secretly approved by Emperor Ming, because Ye Qingmei's ultimate goal was to overthrow Emperor Ming.

The Earl revealed that he had secretly trained a group of eighth-rank city gate guards who were masters of martial arts, but the purpose was unknown.

Jia Zhen confirmed that Emperor Ming wanted to eliminate the Prophet, Ku Zhu, and Si Gu Jian, but the method was unknown.

[Liu Ye learns that he is the son of Emperor Ming, and that Ye Qingmei may have died as a result of Emperor Ming's conspiracy.]

[Now that the Prophet is alive, Ye Liu is seriously injured, and the Earl's Mansion is hiding two Grandmasters, Emperor Ming is at a loss.]

The fate of this world has completely shifted; destiny awaits your choice.

As the prophet departed, Su Yuchen glanced at the narrator, then looked up at the sky. Behind the dense clouds, a terrifying aura lingered in the world, as if waiting...

"You can't wait any longer? It'll be here soon!" Su Yuchen muttered to himself.

After waving Xia Zhu and the others away, Su Yuchen sat in the courtyard and once again separated a wisp of his primordial spirit to enter the robot's artificial brain, beginning to explore the operating mechanism of this body.

………………

The palace at night.

Crawling in the night, it resembled a terrifying, gaping maw, swallowing countless things.

It is said that Si Gu Jian suddenly went mad and tried to storm the Ming Dynasty palace four times. Although he ultimately failed, he still frightened the people in the palace, even though they refused to admit it.

Ultimately, it was the high-ranking officials in the imperial court who made the final decision to increase the height of the original palace walls to five zhang (approximately 10 meters), and to make the surface extremely smooth and slippery, capable of blocking even a ninth-rank martial arts master.

To paraphrase the great men: I may not be able to stop Si Gu Jian, but can't I stop your disciples? We can't just let your disciples go mad in the palace; what would become of the Ming Dynasty's reputation then?

As for Si Gu Jian, Ye Liu and the mysterious Grandmaster in the palace can handle it. At least, they don't need to alarm the nobles in the palace every now and then.

As for how much money the bigwigs in the court amassed and how much deficit they covered, as long as their intentions were good, those were insignificant matters, and His Majesty the Emperor wouldn't care.

Under the cover of darkness, a faint shadow, like flowing light or a ghost drifting through the world, leaped over the towering palace walls with such speed that it seemed as if the previous sighting had been an illusion.

The shadows swiftly swept across the palace walls, like birds and beasts hunting in the night, flying over the lake adorned with rare and exotic plants, and disappearing into the depths of the Forbidden City.

Inside a palace deep within the Forbidden City, the palace maids and eunuchs who were supposed to be there at all times had all left. Only at the palace gate stood an old eunuch with a hunched back, head bowed, motionless.

The old eunuch was none other than Hong Si, the most likely Grandmaster in the palace. At this moment, in the palace behind him, Emperor Mingwu was sitting under candlelight, reading through a series of reports.

Although the assassination attempt occurred during the hunt in the Western Hills today, neither Emperor Mingwu nor the important figures in the court took it seriously. As for the reason, the important figures in the court all had absolute confidence in the old eunuch Hong Si, and no one believed that anyone could kill Emperor Mingwu.

So as soon as he returned to the palace, Emperor Mingwu couldn't wait to pick up his pen and begin dealing with government affairs. After all, how could such a large country be without its master?

Suddenly, the candlelight on the table flickered slightly, and Emperor Mingwu's fingers paused, the brush in his hand momentarily halting. In that instant, as the candlelight swayed, the shadow behind Emperor Mingwu resembled a colossal beast from the abyss, baring its fangs and claws, as if it wanted to devour everything.

"State affairs are complicated. If we slack off even slightly, those people below will swallow up countless benefits. As for the Northern Expedition to completely annex the northern barbarians, who knows when that will be?"

"Cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." Ye Liu coughed so hard it was almost unbearable.

Emperor Mingwu narrowed his focused eyes and looked up, asking, "You're injured? You fought with the Prophet?"

Emperor Mingwu's focused gaze became even more earnest, as if he were waiting for the news he needed.

"I've disappointed Your Majesty! Cough cough..."

Ye Liu walked out of the dim light to stand opposite Emperor Mingwu, his face ashen. He then snorted and wiped away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Mingwu remained silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from the other party.

Ye Liu said helplessly:

"The prophet did not intervene."

"The people from the Divine Court encountered another person."

Emperor Mingwu, who had been sitting upright, now resembled a ferocious tiger ready to devour its prey. He asked, "Who is it? Bitter Bamboo? Or the Four Customers?"

“It was a servant in Liu Qingtian’s mansion, a… young girl; and Liu Qingtian’s paralyzed son.” A hint of fear appeared in Ye Liu’s eyes. He hadn’t yet figured out how he had been injured. Could that palm strike really be delivered by a Grandmaster?

Emperor Mingwu's expression finally changed, as if something had exceeded his comprehension. His gaze was domineering and deep, and even though his emotions were fluctuating, it was still impossible to discern his thoughts at that moment.

"I remember, Minister Liu's son is only fifteen years old, isn't he? A fifteen-year-old Grandmaster, and another Grandmaster."

At this moment, the Earl of Chengyi was no longer the Earl of Chengyi, but Liu Aiqing. Emperor Mingwu's anger had reached its peak.

Ye Liu looked at Emperor Mingwu. How could he not understand his thoughts? The original 'brother' was hiding a power that could overthrow a country at any time. How could Emperor Mingwu not be angry, how could he not be terrified?

A single prophet was enough to keep Emperor Mingwu from leaving the palace easily, and now...

"Tell me in detail how you escaped back."

"it is good."

As the whispered words rang out, outside the palace, the eunuch Hong Si seemed very cold. His hunched body curled up even more, hiding himself in the shadow of the pillars.

Chapter 514 The Importance of Destiny

While Emperor Ming and Ye Liu were having a conversation, in the Grand View Garden, Liu Qingtian was also shocked by the news he had overheard...

"You mean, Si Nian and his maid are both Grandmasters? Are you kidding me? He's never left his house, and he doesn't even know Ku Zhu or Si Gu Jian. Where did he get his strength from?"

Faced with the prophet's expressionless face and Liu Ye's "that's just how it is" expression, the Earl and Jia Zhen were stunned, unsure whether this world was too magical or whether they were simply outdated and unable to keep up with the times.

"The prophet discovered it first," Liu Ye said.

The two looked at the prophet, who said coldly, "I discovered this the day Liu Ye arrived in Kyoto."

"Then why didn't you tell me? You don't believe this cripple, but you don't believe me either?" Liu Qingtian said angrily.

The prophet remained cold and said, "That's your home. I thought you should know that."

Liu Qingtian wanted to curse, but when he thought of the cold and inhuman guy in front of him, who probably didn't have a mother, he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"When did Xia Zhu become a Grandmaster?" asked the lame Jia Zhen.

Liu Ye said, "It must have been when I first entered the palace. At that time, Si Nian was talking about how to become a Grandmaster, and she suddenly understood. As for whether she became a Grandmaster when she came out of seclusion, I don't know."

Liu Qingtian suddenly remembered that Aunt Liu had mentioned this person to him before, but he thought Aunt Liu was joking. After all, how could a ninth-rank expert be a servant, let alone a grandmaster?

"It wasn't until tonight, when Sister Xia Zhu fought another Grandmaster, that I saw her in Si Nian's courtyard and confirmed it," Liu Ye added.

Liu Qingtian asked in astonishment, "Is it really that easy to advance to the Grandmaster level?"

"Another Grandmaster?" Jia Zhen instantly grasped something and looked up at the prophet.

The prophet said coldly, "It's someone from the Divine Court."

“I remember you said…” Jia Zhen said thoughtfully.

The prophet coldly interrupted, "I did say that I went to the south, and he also came from the south."

"Is it that murderer?" Jia Zhen said, getting straight to the point. "No wonder, no wonder no one has seen the murderer. It turns out the murderer is a Grandmaster."

He then chuckled and whispered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you really are..."

Liu Qingtian frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Jia Zhen laughed inexplicably and said, "When Li Beigong died, our Emperor already guessed that it was the prophet who did it. At that time, I told him that the prophet had gone to the south!"

"A messenger from the Divine Court? Was it His Majesty who sent him? He... he wants to kill the Prophet!" Liu Qingtian instantly guessed the truth.

……

After a moment of silence, Jia Zhen suddenly asked, "How can one become a Grandmaster?"

Liu Ye recalled what Su Yuchen had said before and said with a strange expression, "According to Si Nian (Su Yuchen), although it is difficult to advance to the Grandmaster level, it doesn't seem to be that difficult."

He then relayed what Su Yuchen had said at the time, saying, "According to Si Nian, as long as a certain emotion reaches its extreme, one can try to break through the barrier between life and death. If one succeeds, one becomes a grandmaster; if one fails, one dies."