Chapter 114 - 110: With Nothing to Offer, Let Me Give You a Martial Arts Secret Manual

Chapter 114: Chapter 110: With Nothing to Offer, Let Me Give You a Martial Arts Secret Manual

On the small mountain path, the breeze was gentle and the sunlight warm.

Qii Zhengyi and Lin Qingqing both had slightly red eyes. Though they said nothing, they were clearly moved by how fiercely their master had stood up for them.

During their year of traveling at the foot of the mountain to complete Chen Sha’s trials, they hadn’t dared to reveal their identities. Traveling far and wide, weak and outnumbered, they had been bullied more times than they could count.

Sometimes they stepped in because they couldn’t stand an injustice they witnessed. More often, however, it was the people of the Jianghu who noticed two seventeen- or eighteen-year-old greenhorns traveling alone. The human heart could be sinister, and malice and trouble naturally found their way to the duo.

Fortunately, Lin Qingqing had mastered the Seventy-Two Paths of Void Clarity Fist, and Qii Zhengyi’s "The Arrogant Dragon Has Regrets" was gradually maturing. This allowed them to escape from perilous life-and-death crises time and again.

Even though Song Yu was secretly tailing them, ever since a middle-aged swordsman forced him out of hiding, Song Yu had told them plainly: unless they were facing certain death, he would only watch.

In other words, Song Yu was a spectator most of the time and couldn’t step in to fight their battles. Though they had a protector, they still had to run when the situation demanded it.

They never expected that once they officially became their master’s disciples, things would change so drastically. Encountering the people of the White Cloud Temple again on this trip down the mountain, Chen Sha actually made such a massive statement on their behalf. "Glorious" was an understatement.

Watching the two of them walk down the mountain with red eyes, Chen Sha said slowly, "Don’t flatter yourselves too much. My attack on the White Cloud Zen Temple today wasn’t simply for the two of you. Since your grandmaster passed away, our Dao Yi Mountain has been quiet in the Jianghu for almost three years. The world has forgotten the weight behind the name Dao Yi Mountain. Now that I have come down the mountain, my main purpose is to re-establish the prestige of your grandmaster and our Dao Yi Mountain in this Jianghu."

"Master, we know..." The two nodded. Even so, the tears brimming in their red eyes were secretly joyful.

Chen Sha said no more.

Over this long period, both of them had realized that their master had a stern demeanor but a warm heart. He was used to keeping a straight face with his disciples, but he was fiercely protective of his own. This time, they saw it clearly, and their hearts were quietly moved.

Meanwhile, what happened at the White Cloud Zen Temple was destined to become the most shocking event in Chunzhou City today.

This was the White Cloud Zen Temple, the largest Buddhist Holy Land within a hundred miles. It wasn’t just renowned among the commoners who came to burn incense during festivals. More importantly, it was a major Martial Arts sect in Chunzhou City with a transcendent status. In the eyes of most Martial Artists in Chunzhou, it was a lofty, inviolable existence.

Furthermore, today was the White Cloud Zen Temple’s biggest annual event—the "Samantabhadra Bodhisattva’s Birthday Buddhist Festival"—and tens of thousands of commoners had gathered there.

Because of this, news like "Abbot Zen Su was killed" and "The White Cloud Zen Temple must hang a humiliating plaque for sixty years before they can take it down" triggered a massive earthquake across Chunzhou City in an instant.

Anyone who heard the news immediately asked, "Who is capable enough to completely mop the floor with the White Cloud Zen Temple?"

Then, names like Chen Sha and the Dao Yi Sect became the words that blurted out from the mouths of the respondents.

For the ordinary people, Chunzhou was already tens of thousands of miles away from Dao Yi Mountain. Even though some might have vaguely heard of Dao Yi Mountain as a famous Daoist mountain, they might not understand the true weight of the name.

However, the Martial Artists in Chunzhou were in an absolute uproar.

"Dao Yi Mountain. It’s actually Dao Yi Mountain..."

"It’s been less than three years since the former number one in the world, Chen Canxuan, died! This place produces too many demons! Another First-Grade Great Innate has emerged?!"

"Is it that easy for Dao Yi Mountain to produce a First-Grade Great Innate?"

"Could this be the deep foundation of a top-tier Daoist Sect Holy Land?"

Those who knew more of the rumors chimed in, "That’s not all. This Chen Sha is said to be Chen Canxuan’s son. In other words, he’s only in his twenties!"

"Think about it. A First-Grade Great Innate in his twenties—how terrifying is that?"

In a tavern in Chunzhou City, a group of Martial Artists looked shocked.

"No way... Are the father and son of the Chen Clan going to bring the title of ’Number One in the World’ back to Dao Yi Mountain after three years?"

"Isn’t that... thinking a bit too highly of Chen Sha?"

"After all, he’s still young..."

Someone voiced a dissenting opinion, "It’s exactly because he’s young! Think about it—has anyone in the Jianghu seen a First-Grade Great Innate in their twenties in the past few decades? He’s the only one. If we give him a few more years... the title of Number One in the World will be well within his reach. What’s the problem?"

"Then let’s wait and see. Regardless, I have a feeling that something huge is going to happen in the Jianghu very soon..."

While the commoners and Martial Artists in Chunzhou City spent a whole day and night digesting the "White Cloud Temple Incident," Chen Sha and his two disciples had long since left Chunzhou City and arrived at the next prefecture city: Jiangzhou.

Right after stepping into Jiangzhou City, Lin Qingqing jogged over to walk shoulder-to-shoulder with Chen Sha. Looking up at his profile, she asked, "Master, Master, are you in a hurry to get to the Capital City?"