Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Uncle-Master, don't go!"

"Please accept me as your disciple! I know that among the third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, your martial arts are the highest!"

“Zhao Zhijing claimed to be my master, but he never taught me martial arts. He only taught me the mental techniques and formulas, without imparting a single move! He has held a grudge against me ever since the day I came up the mountain!”

"He's settling a personal score! If all else fails, I'll go and beg the sect leader to transfer me to Uncle Yin's tutelage!"

Yang Guo clung tightly to Duan Zhengchun's leg, crying and pleading, looking utterly pitiful.

"A man's knees are worth their weight in gold; don't let them be so weak!"

"Although I have never taken on any disciples, I will never take on a cowardly and incompetent person! Rise up!"

Duan Zhengchun's expression was solemn, and he said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo hurriedly got up, but still clung to Duan Zhengchun's sleeve, looking at him pitifully.

"We can discuss taking on apprentices later, but I can teach you a trick that you can use to protect yourself if you are bullied in the future."

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then finally relented.

After all, Yang Guo's recent ordeal was likely related to his initiative in speaking up for him in the main hall that day, and he didn't want to see Yang Guo suffer further humiliation at the hands of Zhao Zhijing's disciples.

"Good! Great!"

Upon hearing that Duan Zhengchun was willing to teach him martial arts, Yang Guo's eyes lit up, and he nodded happily.

"Watch closely! I'll only teach you once. If you can learn it, perhaps I can consider asking the sect leader to transfer you to my rank!"

Duan Zhengchun pondered for a moment, then immediately picked up a broom from the corner of the wall. As he spoke, he flipped his wrist and taught Yang Guo a sword technique.

Although it was just a simple move, it made Yang Guo's eyes light up with excitement.

After demonstrating the move, Duan Zhengchun tossed the broom to Yang Guo and continued towards Chaomu Cliff, disappearing into the night in a flash.

Yang Guo, as if he had found a treasure, took the broom in his hand and immediately found a secluded place to practice that sword technique, over and over again, without getting tired.

Because teaching Yang Guo swordsmanship took some time, by the time Duan Zhengchun arrived at the Tomb of the Living Dead, it was already very late, so he did not get to see Xiaolongnu as he had hoped.

Grandma Sun often lost her temper with him because he woke her up, and in the end, he had no choice but to leave.

...

Silent all night.

The following afternoon, Duan Zhengchun, under the pretense of practicing martial arts at Chaomu Cliff, secretly went to the town at the foot of the mountain, bought a bunch of delicious food, and brought large and small bags to the Tomb of the Living Dead.

Upon hearing that he had brought many things, Little Dragon Girl, Lu Wushuang, and Granny Sun all showed up.

Looking at the table full of delicious food, the three of them couldn't help but show their surprise.

As Duan Zhengchun arranged the items, he smiled and said, "I specially bought these from the town at the foot of the mountain. I didn't know which kind you would like to eat, so I bought a little of everything."

"This snack is said to be famous far and wide, and tastes excellent. Would you like to try some?"

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he picked up a pastry from the table and presented it to Xiaolongnu with a smile.

Little Dragon Girl hesitated for a moment before slowly taking the piece. She tentatively picked up a piece and took a bite. Her eyes lit up and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

Seeing Xiaolongnu's expression, Duan Zhengchun knew he had made the right choice and couldn't help but grin.

But then he saw Lu Wushuang standing to the side, silently lowering her head, her brows full of disappointment.

"There's also a portion for you."

Duan Zhengchun smiled, hurriedly picked up another identical pastry from the table, and slowly presented it to Lu Wushuang.

Upon hearing that she would also receive a share, Lu Wushuang immediately raised her head, beaming as she accepted it, her eyes filled with infatuation as she looked at Duan Zhengchun.

"Thank you, Master!"

Seeing Lu Wushuang's happy expression, Duan Zhengchun's brows were full of tenderness, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch Lu Wushuang's little head.

But he had only stretched his hand halfway when he realized that Little Dragon Girl was staring at him expressionlessly. Startled, he quickly withdrew his hand and nervously swallowed.

"What about mine?"

Just then, Grandma Sun, who was standing nearby, suddenly asked a question with a stern face.

Duan Zhengchun paused for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and pointed to the things on the stone table, saying casually, "There are so many delicious things on the table, Grandma can just pick one, anyway, the two of them can't finish it."

Upon hearing this, Granny Sun immediately snorted in dissatisfaction, glared at Duan Zhengchun, and although she was unhappy, she still slowly walked to the table and chose something.

"You should try a piece too."

Perhaps because she had seen the flirtatious exchange between Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang earlier, Xiaolongnu, who always deliberately kept her distance from Duan Zhengchun, suddenly said something, picked up a pastry, came closer, and personally fed it to Duan Zhengchun.

Upon seeing this, Duan Zhengchun was instantly flattered and excitedly opened his mouth, swallowing half of the piece directly.

Just as he was about to grab Xiaolongnu's hand, she skillfully dodged and turned back to where she had been standing.

"The food was delicious, I really liked it, thank you."

Granny Sun and Lu Wushuang, who were standing to the side, also looked surprised and seemed a little at a loss as they looked at Xiaolongnu who had suddenly made this move.

"As long as it tastes good, that's good."

Duan Zhengchun grinned sheepishly, staring intently at Xiaolongnu while chewing vigorously, his heart overflowing with joy.

Has my spring finally arrived?

Just as Duan Zhengchun was lost in his own world, Lu Wushuang suddenly walked over slowly.

"Big brother Master, eat slowly, look at you, you've made a mess everywhere."

As Lu Wushuang spoke with a light laugh, she used two fingers to clean the crumbs from Duan Zhengchun's mouth and chin, her entire body almost pressed against him.

Especially those two round, bulging things, which kept pressing and rubbing against Duan Zhengchun's arm, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it was unclear.

Sensing something amiss, Duan Zhengchun froze, then coughed uncontrollably, nearly choking on his own breath.

Upon seeing this, Xiaolongnu's smile vanished instantly. She snorted coldly, sat down on the stone bench beside her, and casually tossed the snacks in her hand onto the stone table.

After secretly making a face at Duan Zhengchun, Lu Wushuang casually stepped aside and continued eating the pastries in her hand with satisfaction.

However, after this scene, the three women present must have all realized that both Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang, the master and disciple, had fallen in love with Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun coughed and patted his chest, then walked to the stone table with a forced smile. Seeing that Xiaolongnu was clearly upset, he asked with a smile, "Why aren't you eating?"

With a stern face, Little Dragon Girl said in a deep voice, "I'm full!"

[Are you full of gas?]

Duan Zhengchun muttered to himself, then slowly sat down opposite Xiaolongnu and continued, "Can I still use the Jade Bed to practice my skills?"

Little Dragon Girl glanced at the table full of food and said coldly, "What? You bought so much food just to get the chance to borrow the Jade Bed?"

Duan Zhengchun waved his hands repeatedly and said, "How could that be?! Absolutely not! I just think you've been eating too blandly every day, and you've lost weight."

"So I thought I'd buy you some good food, to treat you a little. Eating sweets makes people happy, and I like to see you smile."

After hearing Duan Zhengchun's explanation, Xiaolongnu's expression gradually softened. She hesitated for a moment and then slowly said, "Although the Cold Jade Bed is very helpful for practicing martial arts, it can only be used for three consecutive days at most. Too much of a good thing is bad."

"You should understand the principle of reversal when things reach their extreme, right? Besides, once your skill reaches a certain limit, there's no point in going any higher. Otherwise, having lived in this ancient tomb for over a decade, wouldn't I already be the best in the world?"

After hearing Xiaolongnu's answer, Duan Zhengchun nodded thoughtfully and said, "That makes sense. Hehe, actually practicing martial arts is secondary. I just want to see you every day."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolongnu blushed and said with displeasure, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be very rude to you."

Granny Sun, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, could no longer bear it. She shook her head awkwardly, hugged the pastries in her arms, and turned back to the ancient tomb.

When did you find out I was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect?

Duan Zhengchun smiled, then changed the subject and asked a question out of curiosity.

A hint of smugness appeared between Xiaolongnu's brows as she said softly, "Although your moves are complex and varied, I am very familiar with the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect, so I can naturally see some clues from them."

“I already knew when you drove away those martial arts figures who came after hearing the news, but I just didn’t expose you.”

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile. It turned out he had already completely exposed himself...