Chapter 629 - 404: Xuanhuang World, End of the Martial Dao

Chapter 629: Chapter 404: Xuanhuang World, End of the Martial Dao

Before Wang Yi could descend the mountain, the scenery before his eyes shifted instantly. In the span of just two breaths, he found himself standing on a stone bridge.

A winding, emerald river murmured beneath it. Along its banks stood weeping willows, residential houses, and bustling streets. Pedestrians hurried by, and cooking smoke curled into the air. It was as if Wang Yi had stepped into an ancient town, witnessing the daily life of commoners.

"This place is quite lively, but where is my mysterious fortuitous encounter?"

The mere thought of a mysterious encounter sent a shiver down his spine. He had been scammed twice in a row, trading twenty years of his life for the Celestial Dragon Roar and the Qilin Arm. And that was only because he had worked hard. If he had slacked off, who knew how long he would have been trapped? If possible, Wang Yi wanted to give up on these so-called mysterious encounters altogether.

Unfortunately, there were still sixty-two more to go.

After spending half a day exploring this seemingly ordinary mortal town, Wang Yi found his mysterious encounter. An oil-paper umbrella vendor claimed to be his uncle and insisted on teaching him the Eighteen Falls of Clothing.

"The Eighteen Falls of Clothing? I’ve already learned this skill, and I’ve even mastered it!"

Wang Yi looked at his "uncle" standing opposite him. The man, who called himself the "Falling King," was tall and robust. He appeared to be in his fifties and was bald, resembling a monk.

"What? You actually taught yourself?" The "uncle" scratched his head. "Come on, practice it for me to see!"

Wang Yi nodded and began to spar with the man right there on the street.

His Eighteen Falls of Clothing was the seventh Martial Arts unlocked from the Martial Arts Manual. It was highly practical. In the early stages, it focused on moves and techniques. Upon reaching minor mastery, it took on a mystical aspect, allowing the user to activate a Chaotic Force Field. At major mastery, it granted the ability to control Gravity. Wang Yi could use the Eighteen Falls of Clothing in this mysterious world, and its power was not diminished in the slightest.

Thus, after just a few exchanges, the "uncle" was thrown face-first into the dirt. Refusing to accept defeat, he got up to fight again, only to be swiftly slammed back onto the ground.

In Wang Yi’s eyes, the man’s Eighteen Falls of Clothing was authentic, but his realm was a tier lower. His Cultivation Technique was stuck at minor mastery, meaning he could only activate the Chaotic Force Field but could not control Gravity. In actual combat, this difference was like the gap between heaven and earth. Coupled with the enhanced strength from Wang Yi’s Qilin Arm, the "uncle" was simply no match for him.

Half a day later, Wang Yi had lost count of how many times he had thrown the man. The vendor finally conceded. Lying flat on the ground, he gasped, "No more fighting! I surrender! My bones are falling apart!"

After resting for quite a while, the "uncle" finally stood up. "I never imagined you had already learned this ultimate skill, and your realm is even higher than mine. However, I noticed that your moves are still lacking a bit, and you don’t understand joint manipulation. Let’s do this. Starting tomorrow, the two of us will train right here. Only when you’ve mastered joint manipulation will I let you leave!"

"Damn it, it’s the exact same routine!" Wang Yi felt extremely depressed.

Fortunately, the Eighteen Falls of Clothing taught by the "uncle" had not been bizarrely altered. Wang Yi already knew all the moves, so it only took him ten days to learn joint manipulation. In truth, this joint manipulation was meant to complement close-quarters grappling and throwing. It was a joint-locking technique effective only on humans.

"Good boy. You have received my true legacy. There is nowhere in this world you cannot go. I have high hopes for you!" The "uncle" nodded with gratification.

Wang Yi immediately received a system notification: "DING. Notification: Congratulations on acquiring the Secret Skill Eighteen Falls of Clothing. The Cultivation Technique has reached major mastery and naturally formed into Divine Techniques. The third mysterious event has concluded!"

"DING. Congratulations on obtaining the signature skill of the Falling Divine King, the ruler of the Falling Divine Country. The fourth mysterious event is about to begin..."

Along with the system prompt, the scenery around Wang Yi shifted once again.

Soon, he appeared in a vast grassland. Howling winds swept through, causing the green grass to surge like ocean waves.

This time, Wang Yi did not have to go looking for his encounter. A person stood right in front of him. The man wore Night Traveler’s Clothes, his face masked, with a sword strapped to his back. Standing there in broad daylight, he looked rather comical.

"Kid, you don’t need to know who I am!" the man in black spoke in a deep voice. "I see that you possess an extraordinary bone structure. You are a martial arts prodigy! Therefore, I shall pass down my ultimate skill to you, so it won’t be lost to the world after I die!"

"May I ask, sir, what exactly is your ultimate skill?" Wang Yi asked.

"The Fast Sword!" the man in black declared. "It consists of three stances. The first stance is Severing Thunder, the second is Exploding Fireworks, and the third is Sky Full of Stars!"

"The Fast Sword? Severing Thunder?" Wang Yi’s mind stirred. "I must report, I already know how to use Severing Thunder!"

"What? You stole the first stance of my Fast Sword?"

"I didn’t steal anything. It’s highly likely that my Severing Thunder and yours are not the same thing. My Severing Thunder can complete a slash in one hundred-thousandth of a second. What about yours?"

"Complete a slash in one hundred-thousandth of a second? How is that possible? I don’t believe it. Show me your slash!"

Wang Yi raised an eyebrow. He actually couldn’t execute it! Severing Thunder was currently sealed.

"Alright, I was just bragging. I don’t know Severing Thunder. I can learn your Fast Sword, so hurry up and teach me!"

"To learn my Fast Sword, you must first have a sword. Do you possess one?"

"Yes, I have three. A Cyan Blade Sword, a Thunder Shock Sword, and the Soul Cutting Blade: Divine Spear. However, I can’t take any of them out right now!"

"If you can’t draw them, then pick up a branch or a blade of grass to use as a sword. Now, listen closely to the profound mysteries of my Swordsmanship..."

The man in black began to teach his Swordsmanship. The surrounding space sealed off, preventing Wang Yi from leaving. And this teaching session lasted for three whole years.

His three Sword Techniques started with the Sword-Drawing Technique as the first stance. It was identical to Wang Yi’s Severing Thunder, focusing solely on executing a single rapid slash. However, Wang Yi’s Severing Thunder was an enhanced system skill, while this was a genuine secret method for the Fast Sword.

The second stance, Exploding Fireworks, was an explosive secret method for instantly executing multiple slashes. Once the Sword Technique was unleashed, it resembled bursting fireworks—rapid strikes that dazzled the eyes.

The third stance, Sky Full of Stars, had a somewhat mystical feel. In reality, it was a method for instantly releasing multiple streaks of Sword Qi. It had to be paired with a Body Technique and was also a short-term explosive Secret Skill!

These three Sword Techniques were actually not difficult to learn. Wang Yi possessed a Breathing Technique, the Qilin Arm, a spine that could Transform into a Dragon, and the Pure Yang Skill. With such a foundation, he could easily train this kind of Martial Arts to a realm that ordinary people could never reach in their entire lifetimes.

Once Wang Yi had mastered all three Sword Techniques, the man in black nodded with gratification. "You truly are a martial arts prodigy. I have nothing left to teach you now, and I no longer have to worry about my ultimate skill being lost to time. HAHAHAHA..."

After a bout of hearty laughter, the man in black executed his Lightweight Skill and flew away.

Wang Yi received another system notification, informing him that the Fast Sword was the signature skill of the Black-Clothed Divine King, the ruler of the Black-Clothed Divine Country. As for whether the man in black was actually the Black-Clothed Divine King, Wang Yi could not be certain.

"Do these Divine Kings actually exist, or did the system just make them up? Do they practice martial arts?" Wang Yi muttered to himself, gradually forming a few theories in his mind.

The mysterious events continued. The encounters Wang Yi faced afterward were all similar skill-transfer events. The only difference was that a different "relative" would show up to teach him.