Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

"Grandpa, what's the use of this technique?" Li Junsu asked solicitously as he poured tea for the old man in front of him.

"This technique is not very useful; it only trains your spiritual sense. In addition, it is a Taoist technique, and Taoist techniques pursue balance and harmony. This technique is meant to further enhance your internal strength and spiritual sense," Li Qingfeng said calmly.

“However, your foundation is already terrifying, so it would be good to solidify it further when practicing this.” Li Qingfeng sighed as he touched Li Junsu’s wrist.

He thought Junhao and Junyi's foundation was already terrifying enough, but he didn't expect that this brat's foundation was even deeper than those two little rascals.

"But it's normal for a five-year-old prodigy to behave like this." Li Qingfeng quickly came to terms with it.

There are too many geniuses here, even young geniuses like Lin Jin are countless, but only when you become a true strongman will people marvel at your talent.

There are many geniuses, but few are those who grow up to be geniuses. Even among those prestigious schools, it is not uncommon for young geniuses to die in accidents.

"This is wonderful stuff, thank you, Grandpa." Li Junsu expressed his heartfelt gratitude upon hearing this.

"Alright, I won't stay any longer. The things you took from Old Dog Chu can be exchanged for a forging opportunity in the Six Doors using merit points. You can try it later." After saying that, Li Qingfeng finished his tea in one gulp.

"I understand, Grandpa, thank you," Li Junsu nodded and said.

Li Yinian and the others certainly knew what he had taken from the Chu family patriarch, but firstly, Li Junsu had already made great contributions, and secondly, this was their own child, so they figured they might as well take it.

Li Junsu was certain that they would indulge him so much, which is why he dared to swallow it all.

Li Junyi was still smugly convinced that her plan was flawless.

Li Junsu smiled helplessly, thinking of Li Junyi's proud and arrogant demeanor.

"Practice martial arts." Coming back to his senses, Li Junsu looked at the empty courtyard and suppressed his thoughts.

"The Spring Equinox, one slash divides spring, one slash divides day and night." Li Junsu sensed the profound incantation within, opened his eyes, and swung his slash.

An invisible blade of energy flew out, carrying a sharp gust of wind.

"That's not right." Li Junsu sheathed his sword, shook his head, and thought to himself.

The slash he threw was not only weak and limp, but also incredibly stiff, making his body feel as rigid as a puppet.

"A level-one cultivation technique cannot be used without comprehending the intent of the sword." A calm voice rang out, and upon hearing the voice of the newcomer, Li Junsu's lips twitched.

"Master of the family." Li Junsu bowed to Li Yinian, who was leaning against the door frame.

"The Earth-level sword technique your mother gave you can only be comprehended and explored after you become a master," Li Yinian said with a light smile, looking at Li Junsu.

"Of course, if you have good comprehension, learning even a single move or two in advance, though lacking the true essence, can be comparable to a Xuan-level or Huang-level technique," Li Yinian added.

"I see." Li Junsu nodded, relieved.

That makes sense. How could one easily master a low-level cultivation technique? It's like asking an elementary school student to write about relativity—either a prodigy or a fool.

“Since you have chosen the sword, you need to think about what your sword intent is, what you will use the sword for in the future, whether your sword is for killing or saving people, whether it is a long sword or a short sword, or whether you are proficient in all of them,” Li Yinian said patiently.

“Description might not be clear enough, so let’s practice,” Li Yinian said with a smile.

“I am also a master of swordsmanship. Let me see your sword,” Li Yinian said with a smile, and then a long horizontal sword similar to a Tang sword appeared out of thin air.

"Surprised?" Li Yinian looked at Li Junsu and smiled.

“Yes, I remember that night, Patriarch, you used…” Li Junsu hesitated.

Li Yinian's composed demeanor seemed somewhat out of place with this elegant black and gold longsword.

"Otherwise, do you think I won over your mother back then?" Li Yinian drew his long sword, and the moment the sword was unsheathed, a sharp and piercing aura swept over you.

"It's coming soon," Li Yi said with a soft laugh, then stomped his foot on the ground.

"So fast." Li Junsu drew his short sword, catching the possible landing point of Li Yinian, a cold glint in his eyes.

There was a loud clang.

“Not bad.” Li Yinian turned to the side, his long sword clashing with Wangyue's like a white crane raising its neck.

"Continue." After saying that, Li Yinian turned his long sword, which deflected the force of Li Junsu's short sword like a Tai Chi symbol, and then rose from the bottom up.

Li Junsu watched the slowly approaching blade tip, feeling as if there was no way to avoid it. Then, Li Junsu bit his tongue, flipped the short knife, and forcefully stabbed downwards.

"So clever, no wonder you're a genius in our Li family." Li Yinian smiled and looked at Li Junsu, who was staggering backward with the force of the impact.

"Is that... the essence of the sword?" Li Junsu asked curiously, sensing the ethereal and dynamic feeling emanating from it.

"Yes, back then I incorporated the agility I gained from sword practice into the intent of the blade. I was quite a genius back then," Li Yinian explained with a smile as he sheathed his sword.

"Here you go." Then, Li Yinian threw the knife away.

The knife was like Li Yinian's soul. The moment he threw the knife, the agile and graceful feeling on Li Yinian disappeared, replaced by calmness and reliability.

“Patriarch…this…” Li Junsu took the black and gold longsword, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, it suits you very well." Li Yinian praised Li Junsu, whose long sword complemented his appearance perfectly.

Although it lacks her own graceful and agile style, it is just as composed and stern, possessing a certain unique charm.

"Alright, consider this knife a farewell gift for you. It has no name, so give it one yourself. I hope you will carry it with you and make a name for yourself throughout the martial world." Li Yinian turned around and stood with his hands behind his back.

"I'm leaving," Li Yinian said calmly.

"Father." The sudden voice made Li Yinian freeze.

"Take care." Li Junsu looked at the knife in his hand and pursed his lips.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come home." Li Yinian smiled.

"My mother and father... must have had a wonderful time when they were young." Li Junsu looked at the long sword in his hand and thought about the martial arts techniques in his mind, feeling somewhat emotional.

.......

"Thank you for saving me, young hero." The pretty young heroine bowed slightly, her cheeks flushed, as she looked at the young man in black.

"It was nothing, nothing to mention." The black-clad youth, with a black and gold longsword slung over his shoulder and a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, laughed heartily.

The young hero has become a composed family head, and the female hero has become a dignified matriarch.

They placed their youthful hopes on the next generation, hoping that he would also shine brightly.

To their surprise, things were different from the carefree and vengeful days of their youth.

The children they placed their hopes on chose to fight their way through the underworld.

Dare to settle scores? Kill!

But there's nothing we can do about it; future generations will have their own blessings.

At this moment, Li Junsu, who was still very calm, looked at the long sword in his hand and drew it from its sheath.

With a clang, sunlight shone on the blade, and the snow-white gleam sent chills down one's spine.

"A fine sword," Li Junsu murmured, looking at the long sword in front of him.

“Once I reach the level of a master swordsman, I will use this sword to practice the Spring Equinox Sword Technique.” Li Junsu looked at the long sword.

"The cold light shines on the iron armor... I'll call you Zhaohan (meaning 'shining cold')." Li Junsu looked at the long sword and sheathed it.

Past causes, present results.

Li Junsu, who had performed perfectly in the Li family in the past, and his behavior in the suburbs, made everyone treat him like a precious gem.

In addition... Li Junsu's intentional or unintentional sincerity meant that no one would dislike him. People aren't blind; they've lived for decades and can still tell the difference between genuine and fake kindness.

Because Li Junsu treated others with sincerity, others were willing to genuinely care for him.

Whether it was Li Yinian and Zhen Min's hopes or He Sui and Li Qingfeng's concern, Li Junsu deserved all of this.