Jackie Chan: The Supreme Sorcerer, invited by his father to come out of seclusion

Chapter 163 Night and Dawn, Master and Disciple

The air on the island is fresher, with a purity that can almost cleanse the soul.

The peach tree is lush and leafy, its huge canopy almost completely blocking out the sky, leaving only dappled sunlight to filter through.

Holding the ancient book, Xiaoyu took a deep breath, suppressed her excitement, and walked towards the tallest and most fragrant ancient peach tree in the center of the island.

She took one step forward, two steps...

Just as she was about to take her third step, an invisible, gentle yet irresistible barrier appeared in front of her.

"Ok?"

Xiaoyu stopped and stretched out her little hand to touch it.

My fingertips touched nothingness, yet it felt as if I had touched a warm and resilient wall.

This force was not evil; on the contrary, it was filled with a righteous and peaceful aura, but it stopped her from advancing.

Why won't you let me through?

Xiaoyu muttered to herself in confusion, pressing her small hand firmly against the invisible barrier.

The moment her palm made full contact with the barrier, the scene before her eyes suddenly changed!

The surrounding peach groves rippled and twisted like water, their colors fading and then being re-rendered.

She felt as if she had fallen into a vortex of time, with countless fragments of light and shadow rushing past her.

When the scene stabilized again, she found herself still standing in the same place, but the peach orchard in front of her was no longer the same as she had just seen.

The peach trees remain, but are even more vibrant, as if every leaf is glowing.

The air was filled with an even richer spiritual energy.

On the small island in the middle of the river, under the tallest peach tree, sat a figure.

It was a being dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with an indistinct face, yet exuding an aura as deep and boundless as the sea.

He simply sat there quietly, seemingly integrated with the entire Peach Garden, yet detached from worldly affairs, carrying a kind of indifference that had seen through the vicissitudes of life.

Is this... a celestial being in the mortal world?

Before Him, two young men, who looked no more than teenagers, knelt respectfully, their brows furrowed with naiveté and a thirst for knowledge.

"Master, what is 'qi'?"

One of the boys, with a resolute face and clear eyes, spoke up and asked.

The blurry figure did not speak, but slowly raised a hand, and a tiny light shone from the fingertip, like a newly born star.

"Qi is everywhere."

"

A gentle and ethereal voice seemed to resonate directly in the depths of Xiaoyu's soul.

"All things in heaven and earth possess their own qi (vital energy)."

By drawing qi into the body, sensing its flow, and following its laws, one can borrow the power of heaven and earth.

"

Another boy, with slightly deeper eyes and a hint of inquiry, followed up with:
"Master, can the power of Qi move mountains and fill seas, and control life and death?"

The blurry figure remained silent for a moment, then the ethereal voice rang out again:
"Air can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."

Power itself is neither good nor evil; good and evil reside in the mind.

Excessive obsession can easily lead one astray.

The scene shifts again.

Xiaoyu saw that the two boys had grown into adults.

The young man had a resolute face and a tall, straight figure, surrounded by a warm, bright golden aura.

He travels among the mountains and rivers, using that power to help those in need and fight against the evil spirits that invade the world.

Every action he takes is imbued with a righteous spirit and a commitment to protecting all living beings. This power, peaceful, upright, and vast, is precisely—righteousness!
Another young man, however, took a completely different path.

He lived in seclusion in a dark valley, surrounded by cold, viscous black energy.

He pursued greater power, even at the cost of absorbing negative emotions and distorting the very essence of life.

His power is filled with corrosiveness, destructiveness, and cold malice.

This power, cold and unpredictable, domineering and unparalleled, is none other than—Black Qi!
"So... righteous energy and dark energy come from the same source!"

Xiaoyu was deeply shocked.

The scene changes again!

On a shattered land, a colossal rock demon, towering to the sky, roars, its every stomp causing the earth to tremble!
That is... the mountain demon, Bogang!

Before Bo Gang, the young man who cultivated righteous energy had become a towering warrior!

He was clad in simple armor, holding a longsword that shone with golden light, his eyes filled with indomitable fighting spirit!

"Evil!
"Stop being so arrogant!"

The warrior roared, and golden righteous energy burst forth from his body like flames, condensing on his longsword!

He leaped into the air, transforming into a golden meteor, and head-on confronted the mountain demon!

An earth-shattering battle has broken out!

The golden righteous energy clashed fiercely with the earthy yellow demonic energy, and each clash unleashed destructive power!

Xiaoyu was overwhelmed with emotion; she recognized him!

This warrior is none other than the legendary hero recorded in ancient books, the one who defeated the mountain demon Pogan head-on—Akatsuki!

Finally, with a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth, Xiao's golden sword pierced through Bo Gang's massive body. The pure righteous energy erupted, shattering the mountain demon's hard rock body into pieces!
Xiao has won!

However, the video did not stop.

Xiaoyu witnessed Xiao's later years.

Although he defeated the demon, he also exhausted his strength and his righteous energy was somewhat depleted.

He returned to the peach orchard and sat quietly under the peach tree where he had first learned his skills. In the end, his body turned into specks of golden light and dissipated into the world.

However, that pure and righteous source did not completely disappear. Instead, like a weary bird returning to its nest, it slowly sank into the depths of this river island, merging with the spiritual veins of the entire Peach Garden.

Meanwhile, another scene unfolds.

That young man who cultivated dark energy, Night.

He became more somber, more powerful, and less human.

He seemed to be conducting some kind of forbidden experiment, surrounded by countless tormented souls and twisted shadows.

He left behind a book containing all his knowledge and essence of dark magic, the cover of which was made of a dark red material that resembled the skin of some kind of creature!

"The Book of One Hundred Ghosts and Strange Tales..."

Xiaoyu instantly understood that what Ximu wanted to obtain from the Holy Lord was very likely the book of black magic left behind by Ye, which was the source of magic!
As for the Night itself, it seems that in his pursuit of the ultimate dark power, he was ultimately devoured by his own power, his body and soul were destroyed, leaving behind only that pure, malicious source of black energy and that forbidden book, which brought calamity to future generations.

The black magic originated from this!

This is the power that Ximu is using!

As the light and shadow faded, Xiaoyu suddenly came to her senses and found herself still standing on the edge of the island in the river, her palm still pressed against the invisible barrier.

Everything that just happened was as clear as if I had experienced it myself.

She got it.

The origin of Qi, the distinction between righteous Qi and black Qi, the legend of dawn and night, and the significance of this Peach Garden.

Here, the very source of righteousness lies dormant!
After his death, Xiao returned his purest power to this place of origin!
The barrier before her was not meant to stop her, but rather a test, or rather, a form of protection.

It safeguards the source of righteousness, waiting for those who can understand and bear this power.

(End of this chapter)