Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 140 No Evidence Needed, Things Are Different Now

"These senior brothers are alright, but Senior Brother Shen is not in good condition. He has obviously used a domineering and desperate martial art, which has damaged his meridians and internal organs."

The injuries to the internal organs are not serious; as long as the body's foundation is strengthened, the body can gradually recover.

However, the meridians had become extremely fragile, and were in danger of collapsing at any moment.

Lu Wubing used the "Six Yang Divine Needles" to stimulate life and pull several disciples back from the brink of death.

Then, with swift needlework, the wound was stitched up. After applying medicine, while treating Shen Wanjian, a sense of unease arose.

Senior Brother Shen's meridians were as thin as a sheet of paper, and he was already struggling to control the domineering internal energy flowing through his body.

As for injuries to muscles and bones, those are relatively easy to treat.

"I told him not to rush into practicing the Star Guiding Technique, but he wouldn't listen. He's such a blockhead. Even if his cultivation improves greatly, so what? He'll lose his life. What hope can he have for the future?"

Shen Xinzhu wiped away her tears, took over Lu Wubing's work, and stitched up her brother's wound... She then turned around and helped her father clean his wound and sprinkle medicine on it.

She opened the Baoan Hall in Mingyang City. While she wasn't an expert in surgical treatment, she was far from being an amateur; her medical skills were actually quite superb.

"Father, you are the same. The enemy is strong and we are weak. We should first seek to protect ourselves. Why fight to the death for a moment?"

Shen Liancheng was somewhat embarrassed. He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to start.

Could it be that what was initially thought to be just a few petty bandits turned out to be a group of formidable experts, and this defeat was due to insufficient intelligence?

At the foot of the mountain, in Mingyang City, the influence of the Jin Yutang forces covered the city, and outside, a Taiping army provided mutual support. As a result, the fighting has come to this, and no reason can be used to explain it.

A defeated army dares not boast of its bravery.

Qin Huaiying breathed a long sigh of relief. "Xinzhu, actually, the command of Junior Nephew Wan Jian and the others was flawless this time. When they saw the situation was not good, they immediately ordered a retreat and personally covered the rear. The disciples' losses were not too great, which is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."

No one expected that the Xuan Yin Demon and the Three Fiends of Hengjiang would appear together on Shuangyue Island, and that they would secretly ambush us from one side, cutting off our escape route.

"We were caught off guard because we didn't know the details of the river pirates. We need to plan this carefully."

Qin Huaiying seemed to remember something, and her brows furrowed again. She asked softly, "Wu Bing, is there any chance for Junior Nephew Wan Jian's meridian injuries to recover?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Liancheng and Shen Xinzhu both fell silent.

Even Shen Wanjian, who had just woken up, was shocked, and his eyes turned gray.

He understands it better than anyone else.

In the critical moment, seeing his brothers die in battle, he was enraged and pushed the [Star Guiding Technique] to its limit.

While his combat power increased rapidly, he almost exploded and died on the spot.

This technique is considered a forbidden technique within the Tianxing Sect, and there's a reason for that.

Anyone who practices this technique is as if cursed.

He will die a violent death within ten years.

Those who are unlucky may die in a battle right after successfully completing their training.

If you're lucky, you'll know how to take care of your health and be able to prolong the illness.

Unless you hide away and never let anyone find you again.

Otherwise, you'll always encounter formidable enemies, and you'll always be thinking of unleashing your fury... Once the injuries accumulate, no one can save you.

"At least half a month is needed before any force can be used."

Furthermore, I cannot practice the [Star Guiding Technique] again... I should switch to the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist. A stronger physique will also make my meridians more resilient, preventing future problems.”

Lu Wubing shook his head and sighed deeply.

"What did you say? Brother Lu, no, Young Master Lu, are you saying that Senior Brother's martial arts don't need to be crippled?"

Is half a month of recovery really a big deal?

Shen Wanjian almost doubted his ears. His blank eyes suddenly lit up. He blinked, scrambled to his feet, grabbed Lu Wubing's arm, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Who told you to cripple your martial arts?" Lu Wubing asked in confusion. "The Star Guiding Technique can no longer be used. If you use it again, even I won't be able to save you."

He wasn't lying.

I figured it out while I was being treated for my injuries.

The Star Guiding Technique that Shen Wanjian practiced was somewhat similar to the legendary Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique. Both techniques allowed one to unleash their cultivation several times over within a short period of time, to the point that the body could not withstand it.

Moreover, the biggest drawback is the inability to control the limits of the outburst.

It's like someone strapped with explosives charging towards the enemy.
Whether the enemy will die is unknown; after the bomb explodes, even if you survive, you will be crippled.

However, if Shen Wanjian can't use it, and the other disciples can't use it either, does that mean I can't use it either?
When the [Form] character seal is successfully practiced, its effectiveness in healing others is much weaker.

When used on oneself, it grants boundless vitality, almost like having an invincible cheat code.

Unless you die immediately, minor damage to your meridians and physical body is nothing to worry about.

"Wait a moment, make a copy of the [Star Guiding Technique], and I'll see if I can improve it."

Lu Wubing pondered for a moment and then said.

"No need to copy it anymore. I've been carrying it with me all along, so I won't be practicing it anymore."

As he spoke, Shen Wanjian took out a yellowed booklet from his pocket.

Lu Wubing's eyebrows twitched wildly at the sight.

I thought to myself, "Senior Brother Shen, if you were an enemy, you would actually be the kind I like the most."

He is known as the Treasure-Giving Boy.

He took the manual, glanced at it briefly, read a sentence or two, and then put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

Shen Liancheng watched from the side, his mouth opened but he didn't say anything.

Thinking that now that the three families have been united, why bother with the distinction between you and me? Forget it, as long as my son is safe, that's more important than anything else.

Even so, he still felt a pang of sadness.

Thirty years ago, Master and his uncles left the mountain in anger, only to find themselves alone.

I just hope that this time, I didn't make the wrong choice.

"Uncle Shen, let me come and see your injury."

Lu Wubing was in a great mood after obtaining the cultivation technique, and said with a smile.

“Nephew Wubing, this is actually just an external injury, it’s nothing serious. Let’s go check on your second senior brother and the others first.”

"It's alright, it won't take much time."

shhhhhh...

After a few stitches.

It stops bleeding, closes wounds, promotes tissue regeneration, and strengthens bones.

Lu Wubing's needles can cure diseases and activate vitality, making them most effective for treating external injuries.

Even with injuries like Su Mei's, he was able to be saved immediately.

Moreover, Shen Liancheng only suffered a cut on his shoulder, which was nothing to worry about.

"It'll be ready soon?"

Shen Liancheng looked down at his injury, then closed his eyes and pondered for a while, afraid it was just an illusion.

When I circulated my internal energy into my arm, I found it smooth and effortless. Apart from a slight ache, it felt as if I had never been injured.

His lips slowly parted, the shock gradually fading as he thought to himself how much he had been thinking before.

With such medical skills, it would be worth investing ten times more... If I miss this opportunity, I'll regret it to death.

What you see is completely different from what you experience firsthand.

With Lu Wubing's medical skills, they had more than one extra life.

"Both the second and third senior brothers are suffering from yin energy invasion. It must be due to the impact of the palm strike from a distance. They will be fine after taking some qi-tonifying medicine later."

Lu Wubing removed the strange energy from Tie Chongshan and Wu Yunchong's bodies and settled the injured people down before finding an opportunity to ask his master's wife.

It's not about asking anything else, but about who exactly the enemies are this time.

"Besides the Xuan Yin Old Demon and the Three Fiends of Hengjiang, has Master's wife seen any other suspicious experts? I mean, those martial arts and sword techniques that you are very familiar with..."

"Just say it's the Ziyang Sect."

Qin Huaiying's mood improved somewhat. Upon hearing this, she smiled and thought back carefully.

"At that time, we had just made contact with the bandit gang when several skilled fighters attacked from behind, forming an encirclement. In addition, there were a large number of boats on the river that had come ashore, so it could not be ruled out that the other side had even more formidable fighters."

She emphasized the words "powerful expert" slightly, probably because she suspected that there were disciples and elders of the Ziyang Sect mixed in with them.

This time.

It means directly walking into the opponent's trap.

Before the two sides even started fighting, their actions had already been completely leaked.

In the intelligence war, they lost completely.

Fortunately, according to the master's wife, they retreated in time and did not suffer too much loss, except for more than ten people who died.

The other party chased for a while, then retreated, not daring to pursue them for very long.

"Where's the master?"

A figure drifted in from the foot of the mountain, his face dark and gloomy; it was Ouyang Zheng.

He wasn't on the mountain.

"I was a little late in responding, and I also discovered that Junior Brother Li from Yuanxi Thousand Household Office did not arrive near Shuangyue Island as scheduled."

He led his troops forward, but outside Zuoxi Village, they were stopped by the troops of the Yinshan Thousand-Household Garrison. After a brief standoff, both sides withdrew their troops.

"What exactly is the Yinshan Thousand-Household Office, and why are there always such coincidences?"

Lu Wubing still remembered the scene he had seen when he first went up the mountain.

On that day, I, along with Senior Sister Xiaolan and Princess Wenxiu, escaped the encirclement and stumbled upon two armies facing each other.

On one side was Li Feiying's Yuanxi Thousand-Household Garrison, and on the other side was the Yinshan Thousand-Household Garrison...

The general leading the troops wielded a three-section broadsword, possessing considerable skill; when he wielded the broadsword, its aura surged powerfully.

"The commander of Yinshan is named Wen Fangping. He cultivates the Golden Crow Saber Technique of the Ziyang Sect. He is considered an external affairs elder of Ziyang Peak. He is cunning and treacherous, and it is difficult to find any fault with him. Every time he goes out, he has a very good reason."

Qin Huaiying snorted softly, her face showing displeasure.

If this incident hadn't happened, and the troops from Yuanxi Thousand Household Garrison had arrived, they wouldn't have suffered such a miserable and swift defeat.

It's as if there's a hand manipulating the winds and clouds, calculating and controlling everyone around them.

"In that case, we must also be wary of Uncle Li."

Lu Wubing pondered for a moment, then turned to Ouyang Zheng and said with a smile, "Master, you might as well take a stroll around the Yuanxi Thousand Household Office these next few days. It would be best to go there around 5 PM, and you're sure to find something."

"How could this be?" Ouyang Zheng was slightly incredulous.

"No matter what, Master will find out when he goes. Let's take a look tonight."

Lu Wubing encouraged him, but didn't say much more.

"Okay, then let's go sneak a peek."

Ouyang Zhengping may seem stern on the surface, but he is not actually that tough at heart.

Otherwise, Yue Lingfeng's life wouldn't be so easy.

Now, faced with Lu Wubing's completely illogical request, he hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

It's easy to imagine how much he spoiled his apprentice.

Qin Huaiying, on the other hand, has gradually come to understand his young disciple over the past few days. He knows that the other never does anything meaningless, and every word and action has a profound meaning.

At this point, the suggestion to visit Yuanxi Thousand Household Office raises the question: could it be that Junior Brother Li is indeed colluding with foreign enemies and staging a charade with outsiders?

Thinking of this, Qin Huaiying's mood suddenly soured.

……

"I also need to go."

After leaving the Tianxing Palace, Ouyang Lan quietly approached. She hadn't gone close to her parents before, keeping a distance, but she still managed to hear Lu Wubing's words.

"Senior sister, what are you doing? Shouldn't you be saying this to Master?" Lu Wubing asked in surprise.

"Hmph, Father knows nothing. Even if he has doubts, he won't confront you directly. How could he possibly find anything?"
If Uncle Li has harbored disloyal intentions, the consequences would be dire. Junior Brother, I'm backing you up. Better safe than sorry, let's deal with him first.

Ouyang Lan clenched her small fists and said indignantly.

"Senior Sister Xiaolan, where did you learn this slang?" "It's Junior Sister Xiaosu. Before coming up the mountain, she was sold into a brothel because of poverty. Later, she found a chance to escape and infiltrated a beggar's den. She learned a lot of nonsense and was influenced by her."

Ouyang Lan shook her head and said, "That's not important. Junior Brother, are you planning to act tonight?"

"You actually guessed it?"

"Do we even need to guess?"

Ouyang Lan laughed triumphantly: "Such a big event as the unification of the three sects, Uncle Li only sent seven unpopular disciples to the [Sword Training]. Obviously, he doesn't take you, the young sect leader, seriously."

Regardless of his true thoughts or excuses, if you don't do something, the unification of the three branches will become a joke.

"Moreover, this time, Mother and the others suffered a setback at the foot of the mountain. If they hadn't been lucky enough to retreat quickly, not only would [Jin Yu Tang] have suffered a great loss, but even our [Wang Tian Ya] would have suffered heavy losses. But Uncle Li's branch, for one, always has a reason to..."

No matter what difficulties he encountered, the final result was that the [Fierce Tiger Pass] lineage remained unscathed.

Whether or not Uncle Li resorted to underhanded tactics doesn't require evidence; mere suspicion suffices.

"How could Senior Sister's judgment be so accurate?"

Lu Wubing was shocked.

When has he ever seen Senior Sister Xiaolan like this? Isn't she supposed to be indifferent to everything?

Now they actually know how to use their brains.

"It's not about settling the matter, it's about settling the person! No matter what the truth is, I just believe that Junior Brother will definitely not sit idly by. You're not the type to suffer in silence and endure it; you can't even stand it for one night."

Ouyang Lan rolled her eyes at Lu Wubing, knowing that he was inwardly criticizing her as a silly senior sister again.

He simply asked, "So, will you let me come along or not?"

"Going is fine, as long as you can last thirty moves in your sword fight with your senior brother, we'll act together tonight."

"You mean, Senior Brother will test my swordsmanship?"

Ouyang Lan was surprised.

Lu Wubing smiled but did not answer.

Isn't this obvious?

Senior Brother Yue Lingfeng had already glanced at them seventeen or eighteen times.

Seeing his senior sister Xiaolan walking intimately side by side with him, smiling broadly, he must have felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

If you don't dare to challenge yourself at this point, you might make a conspicuous bag under the guise of testing your sword to attract your senior sister's attention.

That's how it's portrayed on TV.

“Let’s compete. Although Sixth Senior Brother has profound internal strength and excellent swordsmanship, Junior Brother has not been much worse after seven days of hard training.”

The voice of Dong Ning, a disciple of Jingxin Hall, came from inside.

His face was flushed red, clearly showing his dissatisfaction, and he was now confronting his sixth senior brother, Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei stared at Dong Ning in disbelief, and then heard the commotion of drums all around, mostly people shouting for Dong Ning to have a match with them.

He picked at his ear, his face darkening: "What did you say? I asked you to do some chores, and not only did you disobey, you even provoked your senior brother?"

Dong Ning shook his head: "It's not that I'm disobeying my senior brother's orders, but today is the last day of the Seven-Day Sword Training, and we dare not be negligent for a moment."

The young sect leader said that whoever slacks off or performs the worst will lose the final [Golden Needle Piercing Bone] auxiliary skill.

You wouldn't understand even if I explained, so I won't. Anyway, it's inappropriate for Senior Brother Yuan to ask me to stop cultivating and go down the mountain to buy wine right now."

"Seven days is hardly enough time to train you to such an extent that you've gained such courage. Come on, draw your sword and let's see how much you've improved."

Yuan Fei waved his hand dismissively.

"Senior Brother Yuan, you'd better be careful, at least draw your sword..."

"Enough with the nonsense, with your three kicks..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

call out……

I heard a sharp shriek.

The shadow flashed slightly and was already at his throat.

Yuan Fei was startled and tried to back away by pushing off the ground with both feet. He grabbed the hilt of his sword, but the sword was only half a foot out of its sheath before his body froze.

Although it was a wooden sword, and it was stuck at his throat, the surging, sharp wind still made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yuan Fei's face turned blood red in an instant.

A sword.

He was defeated with a single sword strike.

Hearing the laughter coming from all around him, he was furious.

This is an utter disgrace.

Dong Ning is just a disciple of Jingxin Hall, and it is very likely that he will never pass the three trials of Jianmen. His best future is to open a small martial arts school at the foot of the mountain and select talents for Tianxing Sect.

Compared to himself, the sixth disciple, this kind of person was far inferior in both status and martial arts skills.

Yuan Fei usually wouldn't even bother to give him a second glance.

They're not even in the same circle.

I have nothing to say.

But today, all of that has been overturned.

A disciple who was destined for mediocrity dared to defy me and defeated me with a single sword strike.

He felt like he was dreaming and couldn't accept the outcome at all.

"I wasn't paying attention just now. Let's try again and see if you can still launch a sneak attack?"

"What kind of sneak attack are you talking about? Senior Brother Yuan, I told you to be careful. Are you going to be this careless even when you encounter the enemy? Alright, you go first."

After successfully striking with his sword, Dong Ning's eyes shone brightly, and his confidence burned like fire.

Clearly, he appeared more composed and less reserved.

Amid cheers from the disciples, this time they didn't rush to attack, but instead, like Yuan Fei, waved and waited for him to attack.

"You can't even imagine the methods of the young sect leader. Although it was only a seven-day sword training, we have been completely transformed. Senior Brother Yuan, please don't be careless this time."

After thinking for a moment, Dong Ning, with good intentions, added a sentence.

To Yuan Fei, this was an insult, a sign of contempt.

He dragged his sword behind him, lunged forward, his body swaying left and right, and the long sword trailing behind him suddenly flashed with light.

With a feint of a right-hand slash, the sword was already in the left hand, a diagonal counter-slash.

His swordsmanship was unpredictable, employing both hands simultaneously. It was none other than the Jade Balance Sword of the Seven Star Swords.

When this sword technique is mastered to its highest level, the entire body becomes a sword, making it impossible to discern exactly where the attack originates.

Most people wouldn't even know how to block it when they first see it, let alone counterattack.

After seven days of sword training, Dong Ning was considered one of the best-trained disciples of Jingxin Hall.

Not only did he internalize the sword techniques of the [Flowing Light Sword] mastery level, but he also mastered the [Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist] to a proficient level with the help of acupuncture.

Although his cultivation level was only at the ninth rank and he had opened two meridians, his strength was already 1,200 jin when he struck.

His swordsmanship was actually no less than that of his sixth senior brother, Yuan Fei, and was even several hundred pounds stronger...

In addition, his swordsmanship at the peak of the Proficiency Realm makes him a full realm stronger than Yuan Fei in swordsmanship.

Each realm is a different world.

What does it look like when an expert does a skilled job?

This is what it looks like now.

Moreover, the Flowing Light Sword is profound enough to be considered a unique skill. Once mastered, the sword speed itself can increase by 30%.

At this moment, Dong Ning completely ignored Yuan Fei's attack.

He drew his sword reflexively.

Snapped……

A flash of light flashed.

Yuan Fei's longsword had slipped from his hand, and his wrist was throbbing with pain and swelling.

Before he could react.

A slight chill ran down my throat. The dark shadow had stopped. A sharp wind cut through my neck, pressing down on the muscles of my throat.

"Cough cough..."

He couldn't help but cough twice, his eyes looking lost, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? And why is your strength so great?"

"In fact, I overestimated you, Senior Brother Yuan. You couldn't even block one of my swords, so there was no need for you to block yours. I misjudged you earlier."

Dong Ning smiled.

The younger disciples behind him almost burst out laughing with joy.

The chattering and chattering filled the air.

"Yes, Senior Brother Dong didn't need to pay any attention to Senior Brother Yuan's sword earlier. It was too slow, like a snail. Who could it possibly hit?"

"Not only do we not need to defend, but we can also use the [Flowing Light Sword] to strike first even after we have already struck, without even needing to dodge."

"Hey, have you guys noticed that even though Senior Brother Yuan has opened his Eight Meridians, he doesn't have an advantage in sword power at all..."

"Yeah, then wouldn't we all be second-rate martial arts masters? Haha!"

"More than that, our Jingxin Hall disciples are already weak in foundation, it's not easy for them to have reached this level. If it were Senior Sister Ouyang and Senior Sister Lin, I'm afraid it would be incredible, even Senior Brother might not be able to defeat them."

"Young Master is mighty!"

Amidst Yuan Fei's distraught state, cheers erupted all around him.

Dong Ning walked around with his hands raised, like a hero.

The earlier dejection at seeing so many wounded soldiers climbing the mountain vanished like the wind across the summit.

"I heard from them that Junior Sister's swordsmanship is now extraordinary. Could it be that she has made great progress and reached the mastery level?"

Yue Lingfeng found it amusing, thinking to himself that although these disciples had made progress, their judgment was still lacking.

If the Great Completion Sword Technique were so easy to master, I wouldn't have had to worry about my disciples' sword skills back then.

The master and mistress no longer have to suffer from sleepless nights.

As for Dong Ning, I never realized he had such a talent for swordsmanship before. I'll have to nurture him properly in the future.

As for the boasts of the other disciples, he didn't believe a word of them.

Thinking of this, he paused, stunned.

He was now just a figurehead senior brother, and the position of young sect leader had already been taken over by the junior brother, so this matter was no longer his concern.

In a daze.

Ouyang Lan nodded happily and said with a smile, "Senior Brother has a good eye. How did you know that my [Flowing Light Sword] has reached its peak?"

My junior brother etched his swordsmanship insights deep into our memories.

He is exceptionally talented; I wonder how he came up with such ingenious ideas.

Haha, putting aside other sword techniques, just considering this [Flowing Light Sword] move, I might be faster than my senior brother.

"Is that so?" Yue Lingfeng's smile was slightly bitter.

He glanced at Lu Wubing, then at Ouyang Lan, forcibly suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and grinned, "How about we have a sword match and see how much my junior sister has improved?"

"it is good."

Ouyang Lan looked at Lu Wubing and saw that he not only did not object, but even smiled and encouraged him.

With a firm resolve, he drew his sword and stepped forward.

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【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)