Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 865 The Art of Restriction
"You just broke it like that?"

Song Mian glared at He Songling with anger and disbelief, like a little girl who had been violated.

"What else can I do? You've already broken it once before, haven't you? I already said I'm here to try out your low-difficulty version first."

Having obtained the underlying logic of all of Zhang Sanfeng's Daoist principles, He Songling, as a deity of a higher level than Zhang Sanfeng, especially one who was well-versed in various arts, could only say that breaking the restrictions on Song Mian was a matter of course—in fact, he could have broken them by force anyway; the difficulty was simply how to ensure that a mortal could withstand it.

It seems to have been a great success, and Song Mian can still get angry and curse.

"That is... the path to immortality, which cannot be revealed!" Song Mian shouted, his face red and neck thick. "Do you know how many people would cut off their own paths if this got out? How many sects would be destroyed? Even those of us whose ancestors produced immortals would probably find it difficult to continue. The entire world of supernatural beings would be destroyed!"

"Destroy what? It can't be destroyed. If one way doesn't work, another will. If this method of cultivation doesn't work, try another. Otherwise, why do you think I reformed Trinity University?"

He Songling didn't care at all, and was even a little proud: "Don't worry, don't look down on them just because they don't have much influence now. As long as you fall, I will take over Nadutong with force. I can guarantee that within three months, the new cultivation method of Trinity University will completely replace you bunch of outdated old fogies."

“You…you really are…” Song Mian felt speechless, but Zhou Sheng and Zhou Meng beside him were shocked. Could it be that He Songling had known the truth since seventy years ago?

But then I thought about it again. More than seventy years ago, He Songling broke through the fifth level of the Reverse Life Realm and obtained an immortal body. If we were talking about ordinary people, he would have become an immortal by then. He Songling still had some secrets that prevented him from becoming an immortal, but he still considered himself a half-immortal or a prospective immortal, and he also fully demonstrated a level of strength that was different from that of ordinary people.

They only learned the truth behind this from the writing left by Zhang Boduan in the Nine-Bend Cave. He himself was a god, and he even killed Zhang Boduan with the last bit of his consciousness left in the world. So he naturally knew better.

As for the three younger ones, they have been traveling around Wudang Mountain seeking out people to spar with during this time, which can be considered He Songling's only requirement for them.

"Alright, Lao Song, stop looking so miserable. It's just lifting the restrictions on you. You're free now, isn't that great?"

The restrictions left by Zhang Sanfeng are different from those left by Zhang Daoling. The successive leaders of Wudang did not need to inherit any restrictions like the Heavenly Master's Pass. Wudang restricts "techniques" rather than "people," giving them relative freedom, and consequently, relatively lower strength.

Whether it was the Wudang sect leader during the Republic of China era, Song Mian in the present, or Zhou Meng, the Wudang sect leader in the original novel, none of them had the strength to compete with the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. They were even inferior to Lu Jin, who was almost worn down by Gao Ning and Yuan Tao at the beginning of the original novel.

It can be said that there were both gains and losses.

However, things changed when Song Mian unlocked the true meaning of Tai Chi. Once the true essence of Tai Chi was revealed, the shackles that Zhang Sanfeng had placed on Tai Chi fell upon the person himself.

Song Mian either continues to pass on this shackle, turning Wudang's lineage into something similar to the Celestial Master's Mansion; or, after his death, no one can unlock the true essence of Tai Chi. Unless another extraordinary genius reaches the same level as him, they will be locked in the shackles left by Zhang Sanfeng once again, and so on.

But now, Song Mian is completely free. He can fully comprehend, use, and inherit the complete Tai Chi essence left by Zhang Sanfeng, and his soul is not restricted by the Yin-Yang wheel in his mind. He can be said to be a completely free person, just like Zhang Huaiyi.

Whether that secret is revealed or not depends entirely on his own will.

"At my age, what difference does freedom make? Am I supposed to abandon the legacy of the Wudang sect leader and go out into the martial world to right wrongs and make a name for myself?" Song Mian chuckled bitterly. If He Songling had arrived seventy years earlier—no, fifty years earlier—he might have already done just that. Although Song Mian also wanted to take responsibility for his sect, who wants to be bound by shackles?

But he is now over a hundred years old and doesn't have many days left to live. He has fame, fortune, status, and even posthumous fame. He will undoubtedly leave an indelible mark on the history of Wudang. Even if he were to cause trouble again, he wouldn't be able to.

"Then just seal it up yourself. It's not like you haven't done it before." He Songling didn't care at all.

“If I seal it, can I seal it back up once you’ve unlocked it?” Song Mian wasn’t lacking in confidence, but rather that He Songling had left a deep shadow in the minds of their generation. In particular, after Zhang Boduan, even their ancestor Zhang Sanfeng had been “killed” by him once again.

How can you expect Song Mian to have confidence in this thing?

"Then I'll seal it for you." He Songling was also eager to test his abilities in creating seals. After a moment's thought, he created a unique seal that combined the Longhu Mountain virginity mark with the Taiji Yin-Yang Lock, which transformed into white, shimmering runes that flowed from his fingertips.

"Hmm..." He Songling is a man who always likes to take more than he can get. Although it was enough to seal the secrets back into Song Mian's mind, he felt there was still room for improvement.

My research addiction has kicked in again.

"Zhang Lingyu, Xia He, you two come here for a moment."

He Songling's voice and hand arrived simultaneously, opening a portal in the void. He reached out and pulled the two people who were secretly being intimate somewhere on Wudang Mountain right in front of him.

"Senior, Senior." Zhang Lingyu looked terrified; they had almost kissed! Xia He, on the other hand, was much bolder. "Old Ling, what's wrong with you? We were about to break through to the next level, and you interrupted us. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

"Go away, you two have already done everything that should have happened and shouldn't have happened, otherwise would he only be practicing Yin Thunder? Now you two didn't even get to kiss, and I'm supposed to compensate you? I might as well just turn you two into children."

He Songling slapped Zhang Lingyu on the head, and the method of Yin-Yang Thunder, the prerequisite cultivation method of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method of the Orthodox Way, appeared before him.

"Hmm... the restrictions of the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique..."

With the Daoist principles left by Zhang Sanfeng and the experience of breaking the restriction in Song Mian's mind, He Songling almost instantly understood the direction of the restriction on Zhang Lingyu's body. At the same time, he came up with a solution in his mind and even integrated this restriction into the restriction method he had just created.

"Zhou Sheng, you come too."

Before Zhou Sheng could respond, He Songling grabbed him and placed his hand directly on Zhou Sheng's head.

(End of this chapter)