Mainland Martial Arts

Chen Yu was in his thirties, his figure erect and straight, like a towering pine tree. His features were resolute, his features sharp, his eyes radiating a calm and capable spirit, his tempered demeanor evident. He wore a black suit and a longsword at his waist. The markings on the scabbard were simple yet delicate, and the red tassel on the hilt fluttered gently in the breeze, adding a touch of heroic grace to his demeanor.

"Haha, Old Huang, I can't believe six years have already passed." Chen Yu laughed heartily, his laughter echoing in the yard, breaking the surrounding silence. His smile was sincere and warm, as if he had returned to the time when he and Huang Yu first met.

Huang Yu also laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out by the smile. He patted Chen Yu's shoulder gently with a palm-leaf fan and said with emotion: "Yes, time flies. When you guys suddenly broke into my Anyuan Hall, I, an old man, was scared." His voice was full of vicissitudes of life, but also full of kindness.

Memories flooded back, bringing them back to that thrilling day six years ago. Back then, the four of them had traveled from Jinyan City to Xixuan City. Sunlight bathed the earth, the fields lining the road lushly green, and a gentle breeze rustled the waves of wheat. However, this tranquility was shattered by a sudden crisis. Jian Cang, the Eighth Elder of Xinghai Peak, appeared before them like a flash of black lightning. Jian Cang was formidable, emanating a cold and powerful aura, like an insurmountable mountain, a formidable presence.

"I'm still terrified by Jian Cang's strength back then." Chen Yu frowned slightly, a flicker of fear in his eyes, as if he were seeing Jian Cang's sharp eyes and powerful aura again. His fingers clenched unconsciously, as if he could feel the tense atmosphere again in his memory. "Lin Feng and him grappled with each other, it was a scene of utter chaos and darkness. Xu Tian also fought a disciple from Xinghai Peak to a standstill." His voice was low, carrying the deep memory of that battle.

Huang Yu sighed softly, his eyes full of emotion. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if replaying the scene of that year in his mind: "At that time, I knew that you guys were not simple. Especially Lin Feng, who is so young but has such amazing strength." His tone was full of admiration for Lin Feng. At that time, Lin Feng, although young, had courage and strength beyond ordinary people.

Ultimately, Lin Feng and Xu Tian were defeated. Xu Tian was severely wounded, his breathing weak, and nearly on the verge of death, barely hanging on thanks to Lin Feng's Qi. They traveled all the way to Xixuan City, and Anyuan Hall became their lifeline.

"I still remember that when you first came, I thought you were a few young men who had caused trouble." Huang Yu smiled a little embarrassedly, with a blush on his face, as if he was ashamed of his narrow-minded thinking. "At that time, I was quite snobbish and just wanted you not to cause trouble for my clinic. But when I knew Lin Feng's strength, I realized that I was wrong." He said frankly, his eyes full of sincerity.

At first, Huang Yu was a bit snobby, his attitude toward them cold and his words distant. But as he got to know them better, he discovered that despite their youth, Lin Feng and the other three possessed extraordinary courage and commitment. Lin Feng, in particular, was particularly impressed by his fortitude and courage in the face of powerful enemies. Gradually, they became Huang Yu's friends.

"Later, Xin'er was kidnapped by Jian Cang in my Anyuantang. I felt so guilty." Huang Yu's eyes were full of self-blame. He lowered his head and stopped shaking the palm-leaf fan in his hand, as if he was lost in deep painful memories. "I thought at the time, how could an old man like me be so useless that I couldn't even protect a little girl." His voice was choked with sobs and full of regret.

Chen Yu patted Huang Yu on the shoulder and comforted him, "Old Huang, how can you be blamed for this? Jian Cang is so powerful, who would have thought that he would suddenly break in." His voice was gentle and firm, trying to dispel the haze in Huang Yu's heart.

From that time on, the relationship between Lin Feng and the other three and Huang Yu became even closer. Although Huang Yu could still be a bit snobbish at times, he always stood by them without hesitation at critical moments and was a trustworthy friend.

Upon arriving in Xixuan City, Chen Yu headed straight for Anyuan Hall. As soon as he emerged from seclusion, he received a letter from Chen Xiner. The letter suggested that Lin Feng might have returned, but it could also be false. So, they planned to head to Taixu Valley to uncover the truth. If Chen Yu wanted to go, they could meet at Anyuan Hall.

"I've been feeling uneasy since I received Xin'er's letter." Chen Yu frowned slightly, worry revealed in his eyes. He looked into the distance, as if he could see Chen Xin'er's anxious face. "No matter whether this Lin Feng is real or fake, I have to go and see. I'm worried about Xin'er being alone." His voice was full of concern and determination.

Huang Yu nodded, his eyes full of concern: "Yes, the journey will definitely not be peaceful. It will be better if you go and have someone to take care of you." His eyes revealed his trust and support for Chen Yu.

Chen Yu wanted to tell Xu Tian about this, but Xu Tian was fighting on the front lines. With the battle on the front lines tense and the situation dire, he couldn't bear to disturb Xu Tian. Ever since Xu Tian had firmly grasped the power of the Grandmaster, he had fought bravely on the front lines, earning him a reputation far and wide. Even in the capital, he could hear people praising him.

"Xu Tian must have had a hard time on the front line." Chen Yu sighed slightly, his eyes full of admiration. The image of Xu Tian bravely fighting on the battlefield emerged in his mind. "He is our hero now. The whole capital is praising his deeds." His voice was full of pride.

Huang Yu also sighed: "Yes, I hope he can return safely. It's not easy for you kids." His voice was full of love and blessings.

The shops along the street are lined with one another, overflowing with goods. A group of children gathered in front of a stall selling candy figurines, their eyes fixed on the lifelike figures, their mouths watering. In a shop selling calligraphy and paintings, paintings hung on the walls, attracting scholars and intellectuals to stop and admire, occasionally offering words of praise.

Lin Feng and Chen Xin'er walked side by side along the bustling street, heading towards Anyuan Hall. Chen Xin'er, dressed in a pale pink silk dress with delicate floral patterns, moved gracefully with her graceful steps, like a peach blossom blooming in the wind, delicate and charming. Her hair fell softly over her shoulders, a few strands gently picked up by the breeze, dancing playfully against her cheeks, accentuating her expression. Lin Feng, dressed in a black suit, stood tall and straight, like a pine tree, his posture sturdy and powerful. His eyes were filled with curiosity and concentration as he listened attentively to Chen Xin'er's story.