Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Duan Zhengchun reacted quickly, rushing forward and picking Lu Wushuang up in his arms.

Upon seeing this, Lu Wushuang's face instantly turned bright red. She was both ashamed and nervous, and hurriedly turned her head away, not daring to look at Duan Zhengchun's serious face.

Duan Zhengchun picked up Lu Wushuang and placed her on the bed, saying sternly, "If you want to be a cripple for the rest of your life and never be able to walk like a normal person, then I will never care about you again!"

He was genuinely angry.

Lu Wushuang bit her lip, turned her back to Duan Zhengchun in fear, and murmured, "Master, I know I was wrong, I'll never dare to do it again..."

Seeing Lu Wushuang curled up on the bed, Duan Zhengchun shook his head helplessly, his anger instantly dissipating as he reached out to cover Lu Wushuang with the blanket.

This was the first time he had ever seen Lu Wushuang take the initiative to show weakness.

"Get some rest. Once you're healed, I'll teach you properly."

Duan Zhengchun said something gently, then slowly turned and left the room.

Lu Wushuang lay quietly on the bed. Hearing the door close behind her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she couldn't help but recall the feeling of being held in Duan Zhengchun's arms. Her face instantly turned red, and she shyly hid under the covers.

After leaving Lu Wushuang's room, Duan Zhengchun had nothing to do, so he went to Master Kumu's residence, just in time to remember that he still had something to do.

"Young Master Yin, please have a seat. This old monk has no wine here, only a batch of new tea sent by Guanying. I wonder if Young Master Yin would like to taste it?"

Master Kumu invited Duan Zhengchun to sit down, and asked with a smile.

After several days of recuperation, his injuries have mostly healed, and he was able to walk freely yesterday.

"Master is too kind. I will drink whatever is available. I am not a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and slowly sat down.

"Guanying said that the young hero recently created a new sword technique suitable for women to practice. It is very exquisite, and he has already taken Miss Lu and Miss Cheng as his disciples and taught them this sword technique?"

Master Kumu poured tea while slowly asking the question.

Duan Zhengchun nodded and said, "It's just an ordinary sword technique that I created on a whim. It's not particularly sophisticated. I just hope that they will be able to protect themselves when they encounter danger in the future."

Master Kumu raised his teacup in a gesture of respect and said sincerely, "Young hero, you are so young, yet you have already created your own martial arts. In my decades of wandering the martial world, I have never heard of such a thing."

"With your talent, young hero, you are sure to achieve great things in the future! Moreover, you are righteous and have a clear sense of right and wrong, truly a blessing to the martial arts world!"

Duan Zhengchun shook his head and smiled, "Master, you flatter me. I was merely doing what I could, only hoping to have a clear conscience."

"Speaking of which, I have come here tonight to ask you for a favor."

Master Kumu glanced at Duan Zhengchun and said slowly, "Oh? Young hero, please speak frankly. The word 'seeking' is too formal."

Duan Zhengchun paused for a moment, then said seriously, "To be honest, Master, I have already mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but due to amnesia, my memory of the mental techniques and incantations is incomplete. After practicing, it is sometimes effective and sometimes not, and I cannot make any progress."

"Therefore, I dare to ask the master for the complete mental cultivation method of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. I wonder if the master would be willing?"

Upon hearing this, Master Kumu slowly looked at Duan Zhengchun, his expression solemn as he fell into deep thought.

Duan Zhengchun said nothing more and silently sat down to drink tea. He knew that the Six Meridians Divine Sword was a unique skill of the Dali Duan family and was never passed on to outsiders. It would be difficult to get Kumu to hand over the complete mental cultivation manual.

"Young Master Duan, I am very curious to know which branch of the Dali Duan family you belong to? Anyone who can cultivate the Six Meridians Divine Sword must be from the core family of the Dali Duan family."

"What exactly happened? Why are you so unwilling to reveal it, young hero?"

After a long while, Master Kumu asked the same question he had asked Duan Zhengchun when they first met.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated and shook his head, saying helplessly, "I don't want to bring up the past anymore. I hope you will forgive me, Master. If you don't want to, then just pretend I never said anything."

It's not that he doesn't want to explain, it's that he can't explain. If he tells the truth, Kumu will definitely think he's crazy. Does he want Kumu to tell him, "I am your ancestor?"

After pondering for a moment, Kumu seemed to have finally made a decision. He gave Duan Zhengchun a meaningful look, glanced at the door, and shouted, "Someone, bring me pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

Before long, the servants brought all the things that Kumu needed, and then Kumu began to recite the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual he had memorized without hesitation.

Looking at the complete mental cultivation formula vividly displayed on the paper, Duan Zhengchun suddenly understood, and the problems he had encountered when cultivating the Six Meridians Divine Sword were instantly solved.

"This item is my way of repaying the young hero for saving my life that day. I hope that you will continue to use this skill to uphold justice and make it flourish."

"The world is in turmoil. The Dali Kingdom is gone, and the old rules should be changed."

After a long while, Master Kumu presented the written mental cultivation formula with both hands, looked at Duan Zhengchun with a serious expression, and gave him earnest instructions.

Duan Zhengchun accepted the gift with both hands, nodded firmly, and said resolutely, "Please rest assured, Master, I will certainly keep this in mind."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Duan Zhengchun got up to take his leave, took the manual back to his room, and immediately began to cultivate.

His desire to obtain the complete manual was not only for cultivating the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but also for combining the Six Meridians Divine Sword with the One Yang Finger, and even for integrating it with his own swordsmanship in the future.

Half an hour later, Duan Zhengchun, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and swung out his right index finger instantly!

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and powerful energy burst forth, piercing through the window and instantly smashing through the artificial hill in the courtyard!

Duan Zhengchun sat on the bed, his eyes slightly narrowed. He could almost clearly see the small hole in the artificial hill in the courtyard through the hole in the window!

Since he started practicing the Innate Skill and the Yi Jin Jing, he found that his eyesight had improved. Although it was late at night and the room was pitch black, he could still see everything clearly!

Unbeknownst to him, his martial arts skills were improving at a speed that even he himself was unaware of.

...

Five days later.

Duan Zhengchun, who had been practicing martial arts all night, had just drifted off to sleep when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Master Lu, what could possibly disturb you so early in the morning?"

Duan Zhengchun opened the door, still half asleep, and frowned as he looked at Lu Guanying, who was clearly looking serious.

Lu Guanying looked apologetic, clasped his hands in a fist and said slowly, "It was not intentional to disturb Young Hero Yin so early, please forgive me. However, there are some important matters to be dealt with at Guiyun Manor recently, so it is inconvenient for Young Hero Yin to stay in the manor any longer."

"Miss Lu's leg injury has almost healed. I'm wondering if it's time to say goodbye?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he had ever seen someone so eager to drive away a guest. Moreover, his relationship with Guiyun Manor was not simply that of host and guest; there were all sorts of other relationships involved.

"So, Master Lu woke me up so early this morning just to kick me out?"

Duan Zhengchun curled his lip and asked coldly.

"I am truly sorry, but there was indeed a reason for this. I hope Young Master Yin will forgive me. When we meet again in the future, I will definitely apologize in person!"

Lu Guanying helplessly cupped his hands in a fist salute, his eyes filled with anxiety.

At this moment, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, who had heard the voice, also came out of the room and came closer.

"How can you change your attitude so quickly? Just a few days ago you were pestering Master Brother every day, and today you're starting to chase people away?"

Lu Wushuang looked at Lu Guanying with displeasure, showing no politeness whatsoever.

"I'm so sorry, but the carriage is ready and just outside the back door. Please set off immediately."

Lu Guanying looked ashamed and continued to urge him on.

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Wushuang wanted to say something, but Duan Zhengchun waved his hand to stop her, coldly said something, and then told Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying to pack their luggage and leave through the back door.

They had originally planned to set off two days later, but they were kicked out of Guiyun Manor two days earlier.

After watching the back door close, Lu Guanying finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately rushed to the front yard...