I am the snake demon!

"Young Master!"

Seeing Bai Xuan's reaction, Hongxiu was taken aback and looked at Bai Xuan with great concern.

"fine."

Bai Xuan quickly flipped through the Tai Chi Manual in his hand, his face showing deep thought.

Some things, once you get stuck on them, you just can't understand them. But now that you do understand them, they're incredibly simple.

Bai Xuan was now 80% confident and condensed the first array seal of the Nine-Bend Array.

But how can 80% certainty be enough?

He wants 100%!

Therefore, he needed to draw upon a wide range of sources to thoroughly understand this true Tai Chi classic.

To master even the simple Lone Wolf Shadow Formation, one must first learn basic formations such as Good Fortune, Misfortune, Romantic Luck, and Killing Luck. The Nine-Bend Formation, of course, is far more complex.

Previously, he started with the character "陷" (trap) and pondered how to overcome strength with softness. He added elements such as sticking, adhering, and guiding to the first "陷" character seal. But after reading the Tai Chi Manual, he felt it was still not enough.

Indeed, reading changes one's destiny.

Bai Xuan secretly vowed that he would read all the books in the library in the coming period of time!

Seeing Bai Xuan's appearance, Hongxiu dared not disturb him.

After a long while, Bai Xuan finished reading the entire Tai Chi Scripture, closed his eyes, and seemed to be dozing off.

After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes again, his eyes flashing with a sharp light that was hard to look at directly.

A look of surprise appeared on Hongxiu's face. Then, in a flash, she saw Bai Xuan come out of the room and walk to the snowy field in front of the courtyard.

"Hongxiu, watch closely, learn as much as you can."

After Bai Xuan finished speaking, he began to practice his fist techniques. His body was filled with powerful and robust qi and blood. When he threw a punch, the wind from the punch was domineering, stirring up thousands of snowflakes, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Hongxiu was startled upon seeing this. Everyone knew that Wudang kung fu was extraordinary, using slow to defeat fast, with slow but subtle moves. The young master's speed was not a good thing.

But Bai Xuan was in the middle of a fight, and she couldn't very well try to stop him.

As a maid, she should have flattered Bai Xuan, but knowing it was wrong, she still flattered the young master. When the young master turned around and realized it was wrong, she would have been deceiving her master, which was a huge mistake.

She gently bit her lip, her heart filled with a myriad of sorrows.

Bai Xuan completely ignored Hongxiu's thoughts. At this moment, he was immersed in his own boxing technique and didn't care about Hongxiu, let alone ten or a hundred of them.

All I could think about was Tai Chi.

It is like the Yellow River.

The Yellow River, the mother river of China.

It gave birth to the splendid Chinese civilization.

However, the Yellow River breaching its banks is one of the things that the Chinese nation least wants to face.

There is even a saying that goes, "When the Yellow River is at peace, the world is at peace."

She is gentle and calm.

Impermanence and destruction are also part of her.

Every move, every punch, every kick contained immense power.

A heavy snowfall followed.

The more Bai Xuan fought, the happier he became.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth surged and formed a vortex above Bai Xuan's head.

Bai Xuan didn't care at all; in the whole world, he was the only one.

A strong wind blew up, and heavy snow swirled.

A yin-yang symbol naturally formed beneath his feet.

Every move and stance carries the essence of Tai Chi.

Hongxiu's worry turned to shock, her face filled with astonishment.

She recognized all of these moves.

White Crane Spreads Wings, Wild Horse Parts Mane, Advances and Blocks...

She had even used it just now.

But the way Bai Xuan fought her was completely different from what was described in the book.

But that Tai Chi essence cannot be faked!

Hongxiu couldn't understand it, so she stared wide-eyed.

Whether she can understand it or not is not important.

The important thing is that the young master really knows how.

As the young master's personal maid, since he had no redeeming qualities, she had to try her best to find them to praise.

If all else fails, then one must be handsome in appearance, have excellent character, and possess superb martial arts skills.

Now that the young master truly has merits, why not seize the opportunity to praise him?

She used to only dare to dream of a master like Bai Xuan, who was handsome, powerful, generous with rewards, and easy to talk to.

Now that she has encountered him, she will definitely not let go. She will defend her status as the head maid to the death, and she will seize the opportunity to express her endless admiration for the young master after he finishes his boxing match.

Bai Xuan was so engrossed in cultivation that he forgot himself and the world around him.

The Tai Chi symbol naturally coalesced beneath his feet, and a vast and profound sense of power rose from his body.

On the top floor of the library, Li Daoyan immediately sensed something, opened the window, looked down towards Bai Xuantian's courtyard, and saw Bai Xuan practicing his fist techniques. His face showed a look of shock as he said, "Tai Chi intent."

"Isn't it said that this kid is only seventeen? He has already grasped the essence of the realm, which is considered half a step into the heavens. Xu Zhongwen is really good at producing sons and daughters. Not only are they all handsome and beautiful, but they are also all highly talented."

As soon as Li Daoyan finished speaking, an old man in a brocade robe suddenly appeared beside him without warning. His eyes were sharp as knives, and he seemed like an invincible divine weapon.

Lu Zhanqiu, the top retainer of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, was once ranked among the top three in the martial arts world.

Watching Bai Xuan practice his boxing, I couldn't help but marvel.

The Nine Realms connect to Heaven.

And this channel that leads to the heavens is precisely what this means.

By communicating with the heavens and earth through intention, one establishes one's own domain.

Therefore, in the martial arts world, when experts at the Tongtian Realm compete and spar, they usually choose a place outside the residences of the two martial artists.

Because a martial artist at the Tongtian Realm lives in one place year after year, every blade of grass and every tree there will be influenced by the martial artist's will and become a part of him.

It's unfair to the challenger.

To comprehend the meaning at the age of seventeen, while not the first in history, is still astonishing; such a person may lead an era.

"No, that's not the key point. The key point is that he can't cultivate internal energy, and he can't cultivate true qi within his body. He can only practice external martial arts," Li Daoyan said.

"What?"

Lu Zhanqiu, who had initially only admired Li Daoyan, showed a hint of surprise upon hearing his words. "This kid can't cultivate internal energy, yet he can comprehend intent, and moreover, he's comprehended the Taiji intent, which is among the top ten most difficult intents in the world? Are you kidding me?"

"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" Li Daoyan said, giving Lu Zhanqiu a disgruntled look.

The two men, one wise and the other skilled in martial arts, represented the strongest minds and forces in the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. They had also lived together in the library for over ten years and had a deep friendship.

"That's true. This kid's attack doesn't produce any internal energy, it's all just his blood and qi. But his blood and qi are ridiculously strong. Even a sixth-rank martial artist isn't this strong. How did he get this strength? It's a pity Xu Zhongwen is gone, otherwise I really wanted to ask him." Lu Zhanqiu clicked his tongue in amazement.

Even if the prince were still alive, you wouldn't get an answer.

Li Daoyan thought to himself, and then said, "Perhaps Heaven is just. Although it deprived him of his talent for cultivating internal energy, it bestowed upon him a special physique and innate superhuman strength. He once fought against a seventh-rank martial artist."

"A brute who only cultivated external skills killed a seventh-rank martial artist? Are you kidding me?" Upon hearing this, Lu Zhanqiu's eyes showed surprise. It was rare for someone to comprehend the essence of martial arts at the age of seventeen, but it was not unheard of. On average, one person would appear every hundred years. However, someone who only cultivated external skills killed a seventh-rank martial artist who had entered the Dao. This was unprecedented in history.

Is this kid even human?

"I also find it unbelievable, but it's the truth," Li Daoyan said. He had investigated those people from the Blood Shadow Cult.

Bai Xuan was able to kill them, so his strength is by no means ordinary.

"So he's a natural-born genius in physical training? No, even the most exceptional genius in physical training couldn't be like this." Lu Zhanqiu paused, looking at Li Daoyan with suspicion. "Could it be that you, old man, used some heaven-defying method to infuse him with the Northern Territory's fortune, thus changing his fate?"

Such examples are not uncommon.

A recent example is Dugu Sheng, the Northern Wilderness Sword Demon, who monopolized the sword path for thirty years.

In the past, the Dugu family was ostracized in the Northern Wilderness and almost fell out of the ranks of first-class families. The current patriarch made a desperate gamble, pouring all the remaining century of the family's fortune into Dugu Sheng.

A high-stakes gamble.

If they succeed, the Dugu family will rise from the ashes and be reborn; if they fail, they will be completely annihilated.

Fortunately, the Dugu family won their gamble.

From then on, Dugu Sheng, who was already a prodigy in the sword path, became an insurmountable mountain weighing down on all sword cultivators in the world.

First, he swept through the Northern Wilderness, defeating all the swordsmen there. Then, thirty years ago, during the Rebellion of the Eight Princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he went south and defeated all the swordsmen of the Great Zhou.

The former sect leader of Taibai Sword Sect and the former manor lord of Cangjian Villa both had their swords broken by him.

If it weren't for the emergence of the White Emperor later, he wouldn't have monopolized the fortune of swordsmanship for thirty years, but rather the fortune of martial arts for thirty years.

If the people of the Northern Wilderness can do it, then Li Daoyan can certainly do it too.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Lu Zhanqiu was just saying it casually, but Li Daoyan had a different idea. He thought to himself, could it be that Bai Xuan was born into a family of martial arts masters, and the whole family defied the heavens to change his fate, thus incurring the wrath of the heavens, which is why Bai Xuan lost his memory?

The more Li Daoyan thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and he thought he could investigate in this direction.

At the time, the investigation into Bai Xuan was taken seriously, but not particularly so. Now that Bai Xuan is the Prince of Zhenbei, his background must be investigated.

"Why are you silent now? I guessed right. Where did you get your luck from? Tell me, and I promise I won't tell anyone."

Seeing that Li Daoyan remained silent, Lu Zhanqiu thought he had made a correct statement and asked curiously.

"What are you thinking? To perform this method of defying fate will shorten your lifespan and require an extremely long time. When our young master was born, who would have placed such high hopes on him?" Li Daoyan said irritably.

You can tell from the name.

Xu Zhenlan, to quell the turmoil in the northern border; Xu Shi'an, to enjoy a lifetime of peace.

The Prince of Zhenbei did not have high expectations for Xu Shi'an.

"That's true."

Lu Zhanqiu nodded, looking at Bai Xuan in the courtyard with even more curiosity in his eyes.

Bai Xuan knew nothing about any of this.

He was immersed in Tai Chi, and the Tai Chi cycle was endless, with the principles of heaven and earth residing in his heart.

With each set of punches he completed, the array in his mind became clearer.

When he threw his final punch, his blood and qi surged like a dragon, powerful and domineering, with layers of Tai Chi intent surging forth, and a wall was smashed through.

In Bai Xuan's mind, the first array seal of the Nine-Bend Array, which he had longed for day and night, shone brightly!

I did it!