All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Fortunately, since Duan Yanqing started taking care of the children in the Prince's mansion, his mindset has changed, and his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Since Zhang Cheng intentionally held back, he only suffered minor injuries after each sparring session. It wouldn't be long before he recovered under the blessing of [Iron Cavalry].

During this period, apart from sparring with Zhang Cheng every few days, the old man spent the rest of his time urging Duan Yu to study. He really made Duan Yu suffer a lot.

Unfortunately, not a single person in the entire Prince's mansion would stand up for Duan Yu.

Dao Baifeng felt that her son should settle down, and Duan Zhengchun himself was afraid of this suddenly appearing "cousin" and dared not speak.

The only person who would protect Duan Yu to the death, Yue Laosan, would have to be extremely careful around Duan Laoda – he's completely unreliable.

This left Duan Yu in a truly desperate situation: he cried out to heaven and earth, but received no response.

He could only obediently follow Duan Yanqing and learn from him, and now he must have acquired some real skills.

In the past two weeks, the only major event was the arrival of Shaolin disciples and Funiu Sect disciples at the Zhennan Prince's Mansion one after the other.

The Shaolin disciples traveled south because they had heard that the Four Evils had gathered in Dali, and they specially dispatched Master Xuanbei and his disciples to help. However, they didn't see the evil men, and Xuanbei lost his life instead.

The disciples of the Funiu Sect came to seek out their master, Cui Baiquan, who was living in seclusion in the royal palace, to avenge their master's death after the sect leader, Ke Baisui.

Coincidentally, both Xuan Bei and Ke Baisui died from their own signature techniques. Xuan Bei died from "The Great Vajra Pestle," and Ke Baisui died from "The Heavenly Spirit Thousand Splits."

This style of doing things is exactly the same as the Murong family of Gusu's "using their own methods against them" approach. Therefore, the two murder cases were combined into one, pointing the finger directly at the Murong family.

Xuanbei's incident occurred within Dali's territory, and Cui Baiquan had some prior ties with the royal family. Naturally, Dali couldn't afford to ignore it.

Upon learning of this, Zhang Cheng immediately agreed, indicating that he could share Duan Zhengming's burden.

After all, this can be considered a legitimate reason for apprehending the culprit, traveling thousands of miles to capture him.

He had not set off until Kumārajīva had not come to his door.

On this day, Zhang Cheng was teaching Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling martial arts in the Prince's mansion.

Although the Six Meridian Divine Sword is a martial art that emphasizes the use of internal energy, its sword techniques are equally exquisite. Zhang Cheng selected a style suitable for the two of them from the six sword techniques and taught them each move step by step.

Mu Wanqing studied diligently, and her sword flashed, already showing some promise.

Zhong Ling was a bit lacking. She used to practice martial arts sporadically, so her foundation was very weak. Halfway through a sword routine, her moves started to become crooked and uncoordinated.

"That's not right." Zhang Cheng walked over and pressed down on her wrist. "Your wrist should sink down here, and the tip of the sword should point upwards, not sweep horizontally."

Zhong Ling blinked and tried to adjust her eyes.

"It's still not right." Zhang Cheng sighed, then stood behind her, took her hand, and guided her through the move again.

Zhong Ling was half-encircled in his arms, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she forgot how to use the sword in her hand.

Mu Wanqing watched from the side, a slight smile playing on her lips, but she didn't say anything.

After demonstrating the move, Zhang Cheng released his grip and took two steps back. "Got it?"

Zhong Ling nodded, the tips of her ears turning red.

Zhang Cheng walked to the side and sat down on the stone bench.

Over this period, his martial arts skills had reached a bottleneck. Aside from continuing to accumulate internal energy, there wasn't much else to do each day.

As for the progress of his role—Duan Zhengming is considered a wise ruler, and Dali City is the capital of Dali, so the security situation is excellent. His [Sense of Righteousness] has not been activated since he arrived here.

Every day when I go out, I do mostly good deeds, like helping an old lady cross the street; the progress is minimal.

As a result, I'm still stuck at [Lv2 Swordsman 98%] and can't seem to get any higher.

Damn it, why didn't the dual cultivation to detoxify earlier satisfy the stereotypical image of a chivalrous hero? I think that scene was clearly a classic.

He grumbled inwardly as he watched the two beautiful women beside him practice their swordsmanship with a bored expression.

Just then, two figures, one in black and one in white, scaled the wall and entered.

Zhang Cheng looked up and saw Yue Laosan carrying Duan Yu as they ran in.

The two ran wildly and stopped in front of him.

"Why are there only the two of you?" Zhang Cheng looked around. "Where's Boss Duan?"

At this hour, Duan Yanqing should be by Duan Yu's side. Why is he nowhere to be seen today?

Yue Laosan threw Duan Yu to the ground and cried out, "He's fighting with someone outside! Come quick, help!"

Duan Yu grimaced from the fall, but he didn't bother to rub it. He got up and said:

"Brother Zhang, we just got into a fight with a group of Tibetans on the street. The leader was a Tibetan monk who was very skilled in martial arts."

The old man is fighting him, and he asked my second master to bring me back to get your help—you'll understand as soon as I tell you.”

Zhang Cheng only told Kurong about Kumārajīva's upcoming trip to Dali. It's likely that Kurong's plan was to consult with the monks of the same generation and Duan Zhengming and Duan Yanqing.

Duan Zhengchun, who was neither here nor there, was probably not informed. Therefore, neither Yue Laosan nor Duan Yu knew the other's background.

Zhang Cheng immediately asked Yue Laosan to lead the way, and the two of them used their lightness skills to fly away.

Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling exchanged a glance, about to follow. But Zhang Cheng turned back and warned, "You two stay here, don't join the fun."

Just kidding, Xiao Zhi has taken hostages quite a few times. Boss Duan's decision to have Yue Laosan take Duan Yu and run away immediately was incredibly wise.

On the way, Zhang Cheng asked Yue Laosan about what had happened.

It's impossible for Duan Yanqing to willingly engage in combat with such a powerful expert while Duan Yu was still with him. There must be a reason for this.

Yue Laosan had to repeat it several times before Zhang Cheng could barely understand.

Here's the thing -

Let's rewind to a short time ago.

Duan Yanqing was walking down the street with Duan Yu. Yue Laosan followed behind them, looking around listlessly.

During this period, Duan Yanqing would take Duan Yu out to town every few days.

While showing him how the people of Dali lived, they also tested him: Where did the goods sold in the city come from? How much tax was levied? Why were shops from different ethnic groups distributed in this way within Dali city?

At first, Duan Yu found it novel, but after a while, he began to complain incessantly.

As the three were walking, a group of people came towards them.

There were ten people in the group.

First, three men on horseback led the way, followed by four men carrying a palanquin with one person sitting inside. Finally, two more men on horseback followed.

The ten people were clearly led by the man in the sedan chair.

The man was dressed in a yellow monk's robe, looked to be under fifty years old, and wore simple clothes and straw sandals. His face was radiant, with a faint glow that made people feel admiration and closeness at first glance.

The other nine were all burly men with ferocious and terrifying faces, braided hair, ochre faces, and wearing fur robes with large collars; they were clearly Tibetans.

The three riders leading the way kept whipping the people blocking the road, and although they did not hurt anyone, their attitude was extremely arrogant.

Duan Yu frowned slightly upon seeing this. He turned to the two people beside him and whispered:

"These Tibetans are extremely rude, running rampant in my Dali territory. Buddhist disciples are supposed to be compassionate, and the person in the sedan chair seems to be a highly virtuous monk, so why are his attendants so uncouth?"

He wasn't speaking loudly, but the nine attendants were clearly skilled in martial arts, and they all looked over at him.

Although these people couldn't understand each other's language, they could still understand the pronunciation of "Tibetan people." Combined with Duan Yu's actions and expressions, they naturally felt that this Dali person was insulting them.

One of the riders spurred his horse and charged closer. Muttering something in English, he raised his whip and lashed out at Duan Yu!