Chapter 2

In the following days, Qi Fei diligently practiced his internal energy cultivation every day. Unfortunately, the Taihe Gong had both advantages and disadvantages. Its advantage was that it could repair meridians and had miraculous health benefits. Its disadvantage was that the progress of internal energy cultivation was slow. It would take more than ten or even several decades of hard work to cultivate profound skills. It was impossible to achieve rapid mastery in a short period of time.

In other words, although Qi Fei’s meridians have been repaired, he has to start cultivating internal energy from scratch, just like a new disciple who has just entered the sect.

He also wanted to be like his master Li Lingyun and his senior brother Zhang Jian, to master superior kung fu as soon as possible, to have his own name in the martial arts world, to roam the world, to uphold justice, to earn money and silver, and to raise several beautiful wives and concubines, so that he would not have lived a wasted life.

In the past few days, Qi Fei has managed to cultivate a bit of true qi, but unfortunately it is very weak. Every time he practices swordsmanship with his fellow disciples, they knock his sword away, and he is still no match for them.

“bite–”

That afternoon, Qi Fei’s longsword was once again maliciously knocked from his hand by a junior brother, and Qi Fei and the junior brother started arguing.

Suddenly, a deep voice came over: “If you’re going to practice swordsmanship, then practice swordsmanship. Why do you always end up arguing?”

Upon hearing this sound, everyone was so frightened that they sheathed their swords and stood still, not daring to move.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe walked over. He had a dark face and a long beard, and he exuded an imposing aura. He was eight feet tall, a head taller than the average person. He was none other than Li Lingyun, the leader of the Diancang Sect and a renowned master in the martial arts world known as “Diancang Sword”!

Li Lingyun, the sixth-generation leader of the Diancang Sect, possesses profound internal strength and is unparalleled in the martial arts world with his “Panlong Sword Technique.” In addition, he wields the “Panlong Sword,” one of the three great divine weapons in the martial arts world, making him virtually untouchable.

He was upright and incorruptible, hated evil as if it were his enemy, and enjoyed a high reputation and was respected in the martial arts world.

“Master!”

“Master!”

“Master, this matter started because of me…” Qi Fei explained.

He had his reasons for doing this. If he didn’t take responsibility, his fellow disciples would definitely escalate their mistreatment of him next time. By speaking up for them, he could prevent them from going too far.

After all, the master can’t always be there, but these fellow disciples see each other all the time; this is the way of survival for the weak.

“You come here right now.” Li Lingyun glared at Qi Fei and turned to leave.

Qi Fei quickly followed behind him.

Before long, Li Lingyun entered the sect’s reception hall and sat in the host’s seat.

Qi Fei stood in front of him, waiting for him to give him a lecture.

Just then, a stunningly beautiful woman walked in through the side door and said, “Fei’er is here.”

Qi Fei froze, completely captivated by the stunning woman.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties, with her hair styled in a bun. Her snow-white face was exquisitely beautiful, with arched eyebrows and bright, clear eyes like pools of autumn water, without any wrinkles at the corners. Below her delicate nose were two pink and moist lips, and a pointed chin. Following the light blue gauze dress she wore, one could see a pair of high, full breasts, like those of a woman who was breastfeeding, exceptionally large and full, without sagging. Below that was a slender waist, followed by a firm and full bottom, and then a pair of long, beautiful legs. She wore embroidered shoes, and her entire body looked very slender, with exquisite curves and a mature charm that made one’s imagination run wild!

Qi Fei swallowed hard, lowered his head, and dared not look around.

This stunningly beautiful woman is Li Lingyun’s wife, Li Yuyao’s birth mother, the master’s wife of all the disciples of the Diancang Sect, and the famous “Jade Maiden Sword” Gu Yinzhang in the martial arts world!

If Li Yuyao was the object of Qi Fei and his fellow disciples’ affections, then Gu Yinzhang was the object of their dreams and sexual fantasies, but they could only dream about it. No one dared to offend their master’s wife unless they didn’t want to stay in the Diancang Sect anymore.

After Gu Yinzhang sat down, Li Lingyun said, “I have to go down the mountain tomorrow and won’t be back until I’ve finished my business. It will take at least two or three days, and at most half a month. During this time, your master’s wife will be in charge of the sect, so I won’t be able to protect you.”

Qi Fei said with shame, “This disciple is incompetent…”

Li Lingyun sighed, sounding rather disappointed.

Qi Fei grew up in Diancang Mountain and was raised by Li Lingyun and Gu Yinzhang. They had a deep bond with him and treated him like their son, taking great care of him.

Li Lingyun recalled, “Back then, you were sent to Diancang Mountain by someone, with a hundred taels of gold in your swaddling clothes. We took the gold and took you in. Now that we’ve raised you to adulthood, we’ve done right by those hundred taels of gold. It’s just a pity that for more than ten years, no one has come looking for you.”

Qi Fei’s heart sank. He had heard Li Lingyun mention this matter many times, and each time he heard it, he felt uneasy.

Could it be that I am truly an abandoned person?

Because his meridians were damaged and he was unable to practice martial arts, he was disliked by his parents.

“But don’t take it too seriously. The world is not good these days, and there are many people who are displaced. We are not as good as some, but we are not as bad as others. You should take it easy.”

Li Lingyun said, “I heard that you have recently cultivated true qi, which is a very good start.”

After giving a few more instructions, Li Lingyun got up and left.

The next morning, Li Lingyun took the Panlong Sword and a dozen or so disciples and went down the mountain.

At noon, Qi Fei finished cooking for everyone. After the meal, just as he was about to practice swordsmanship with everyone, Gu Yinzhang suddenly called him back.

“Come with me.”

Upon hearing this, Qi Fei quickly followed behind her.

Watching his beautiful teacher’s wife’s plump, round buttocks swaying incessantly, Qi Fei couldn’t help but feel a little distracted. He silently apologized and cleared his mind of all distractions.

The two arrived at a pavilion near the mountain gate. Gu Yinzhang turned around to face him.

Qi Fei was more than a head shorter than Gu Yinzhang, only reaching her chest.

Gu Yinzhang looked at him and said softly, “Show me the ‘Panlong Sword Technique’ once.”

Qi Fei drew his longsword as instructed and began practicing the “Eighteen Panlong Swords” on the spot, one sword after another, flawless and extremely elegant.

Gu Yinzhang smiled and nodded approvingly: “Good, the swordsmanship is very standard, but it’s a pity that it lacks power. You should know that the swordsmanship of our school must be infused with true qi in order to unleash its power, especially the last three moves. Without sufficient internal energy, they have no killing power at all.”

Qi Fei understood this, but he had no other choice but to slowly accumulate internal strength.

Gu Yinzhang then said, “From today onwards, you will practice here. You don’t need to stay with them anymore.”

Qi Fei was overjoyed upon hearing this: “Thank you so much for your kindness, Master’s wife!”

Practicing his skills here is like giving him special treatment; he won’t be disturbed by others, and no one will maliciously bully him.

Qi Fei didn’t like hanging out with his fellow disciples. Not only was his martial arts the worst, but he was also short and couldn’t beat them at all, so he was often bullied by them.

This pavilion was where Master Li Lingyun usually practiced his swordsmanship, and his disciples dared not come here without permission.

Gu Yinzhang gave him a few instructions, then swayed his plump, pert buttocks and left.

In the days that followed, Qi Fei finally found some peace and quiet and devoted himself to cultivating the Taihe Gong and Panlong Sword Technique.

That evening, after everyone had dinner, they all returned to their rooms.

Just as Qi Fei was about to enter the house, he suddenly heard a faint, mosquito-like voice: “Come quickly to the cliffside of Diancang Mountain to see me.”

“who?”

Qi Fei turned around alertly, but there was no one there. He looked around, but still no one was there!

The fellow disciples had all gone back to their rooms. It was pitch black outside, with the summer stars twinkling and casting their light, making it possible to see the surrounding scenery, which was all just mottled shadows.

Qi Fei thought he was hallucinating. Just as he was about to go inside, he heard that voice again: “Stop looking. Come to the cliff and see me. I’ll be waiting for you here.”

Qi Fei trembled all over.

This time, he was certain he wasn’t hallucinating.

This is clearly the two unique martial arts techniques of “transmitting sound over a thousand miles” and “transmitting sound into secret.” Without superb internal strength, it would be impossible to do this. In the entire Diancang Sect, only the sect leader Li Lingyun possesses this ability!

But who exactly is sending me a message?

He took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and decided to go and check it out.

He held a long sword in his hand, ready to deal with any unexpected events at any time.

Before long, they arrived at the cliff edge under the cover of night.

This is the right cliff of Diancang Mountain. The mountain wind is extremely strong. There are a few ancient pine trees on the cliff. Beyond that is a sheer drop. Very few people come here normally. Only Li Lingyun occasionally comes here to practice his sword.

At this moment, a person stood on the edge of the cliff, a woman in a white gauze dress. Her long hair flowed in the wind as she stood with her hands behind her back. Because her back was to Qi Fei, her face could not be seen.

Qi Fei stepped forward, and the woman turned around.

A pair of bright eyes appeared before Qi Fei. The other person was wearing a white veil, but her eyes were incredibly beautiful. Even in the darkness of the night, they could not hide their beauty. Qi Fei was instantly captivated.

This attraction wasn’t just because the other person’s eyes were beautiful, but also because the woman in front of him gave him an incredibly familiar feeling, as if he had a natural affinity with her.

A glint of light flashed in the woman’s eyes, as swift as lightning.

In that instant, Qi Fei felt as if the other party had seen right through him, leaving him with no secrets whatsoever!

Gradually, the woman’s gaze softened.

She looked at Qi Fei and said softly, “Your meridians have been repaired, that’s good.”

“You are…” Qi Fei said.

The woman did not answer, but said, “I will now impart to you a divine skill; you must diligently practice it. Listen carefully… In the beginning, Yin and Yang were separated, the bright moon shone with radiant light, the Yin shone upon the Guanghan Palace, and the spirit phoenix flew in all directions…”

A few hundred words of internal energy cultivation manual reached Qi Fei’s ears. Every word was clear, yet it was obscure and difficult to understand.

“Did you write it down?” the woman asked.

Qi Fei nodded and said, “I’ve got it, but I don’t quite understand it.”

The woman explained the cultivation method again until Qi Fei fully understood it, then said, “Alright, remember to practice it once every day at midnight and noon. After forty-nine days, the technique will operate automatically within your body, and you won’t need to practice it deliberately anymore. Also, remember never to use this divine skill in front of others, and never use it lightly except in a life-or-death situation!”

Qi Fei asked, “Why are you teaching me?”

The woman remained silent, only saying calmly, “You must find seven people within three years. This is your task. You have your own path to walk. Remember, this world is cruel; no one can protect you forever. You must strive to be strong.”

Qi Fei asked in confusion, “Whom am I looking for? How do I find them?”

“You’ll understand once you encounter it.”

The woman didn’t offer any further explanation. After speaking, she turned around, her back to him, and walked step by step toward the cliff.

Just when Qi Fei thought she was about to fall off the cliff, the woman suddenly rose up on the wind, her feet landing on the void outside the cliff. With each step she took, a palm-sized silver moon appeared beneath her feet, lifting her up.

At that moment, a surge of heat welled up in Qi Fei’s chest. He rushed forward a few steps, looking at the woman’s back, and shouted, “Are you my mother? Are you…?”

The woman suddenly stopped, her figure remaining still for a few moments. Then, with a quick movement of her feet, she disappeared into the night sky.

Qi Fei sat on the edge of the cliff, listening to the sound of the wind, and felt a sense of loss.