Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 209 The Secret Outline Gradually Becomes Clear (Two Chapters Combined)

The expression on Huang Quan Gui's withered, ancient-corpse-like face changed.

Having roamed Lingnan for decades, killing countless people and knowing countless masters, he had never seen a young master with such martial arts skills.

With a mere gesture, he effortlessly forced his three brothers back and injured them, yet his own breathing remained steady and his clothes were perfectly in place.

Today I have probably encountered the greatest enemy I have ever faced in my life.

"What are these Four Ghosts of Lingnan? If they're something that can't be brought into the light, why do they dare to come out in broad daylight? They're asking for death."

At that moment, Li made his move.

He took a step forward.

With a slight sway of his purple robes, his figure moved like an immortal strolling through the air, or like a wisp of smoke drifting by. In an instant, he had already crossed several feet and arrived at a distance of about ten feet in front of the Yellow Spring Ghost.

This step may seem ordinary, but in the eyes of a master like Huang Quan Gui, it felt as if the energy in all directions was subtly affected. All possible directions for retreating, dodging, and maneuvering seemed to be sealed off by this step, creating a sense of stagnation where no matter where one retreated, it was difficult to escape the opponent's energy.

What an exquisite movement technique!

"Arrogant brat, behold my Yellow Springs Finger!"

Huang Quan Gui's heart sank. His hands, which had been hidden in his sleeves and were as thin as a rake but faintly had an iron-blue color, as if they were cast in iron, suddenly swung out from his sleeves!

"Attack together!"

A pair of jet-black fingers suddenly pointed, but there was no sharp sound of air being cut through. There was only a point of extremely condensed black finger force that seemed to be able to devour light. It was silent yet as fast as lightning, and went straight for Li Fu's vital point in the chest.

This finger strike seemed to strip away all life, leaving only the purest intent of death. Even before the force of the finger arrived, a chilling sensation that made one's heart tremble had already seeped into the body.

"Your finger technique has some merit."

Li Fu, with his superior position, offered his commentary. He extended his right palm, unleashing a cloud hand technique from Tai Chi. The edge of his palm lightly touched the wrist of the Yellow Spring Ghost, and a force that was both firm and gentle wrapped around it.

Unfortunately, no matter how sharp the finger strikes were, they were useless if they missed.

The Ghost of the Underworld felt his hand being pulled into a huge vortex. His wrist went numb, his arm was involuntarily pulled, his finger strike missed, and he fell forward.

Before he could be tackled, Li Fu's hand moved like lightning, piercing straight through the center of the body, and with a sudden push, he was injured and sent flying backward.

To onlookers, it looked as if the ghost of the underworld had deliberately bumped into his palm.

"superior!"

The Bloodthirsty Demon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming even more fiercely. His palms turned crimson again, and with a swift movement, he pounced from the left like a blood-red shadow, his palm strikes sending the enemy flying.

The Bone-Melting Demon suppressed the surging blood and qi in his chest, let out a low roar, and his claws emanated a dark aura, carrying a fierce wind that could destroy bones and tendons, as he grabbed at Li Fu's shoulder and neck.

The Yin Wind Ghost continued to kick out with both legs, bringing with it gusts of grayish-white, chilling wind, aiming specifically at the lower body's vital points.

After being injured, Huang Quan Gui's already sallow complexion became even more unsightly, and he also unleashed a finger strike.

The four of them joined forces, launching an attack like a storm. Li Fu used Tai Chi, his eyes indifferent as if there were no enemies in front of him. He slowly raised his arms and drew a circle in front of him.

The circle seemed to move very slowly, so slowly that you could see every inch of the trajectory of his arm's movement, yet it also seemed to move very quickly, having been drawn just as the four men attacked.

A natural and harmonious artistic conception naturally emanates from it.

Faced with the siege of the Four Ghosts of Lingnan, Li Fu stepped forward, raised his arm, and pulled back, and surprisingly, he executed one of the starting moves of Tai Chi, Grasping the Sparrow's Tail, without any haste or slowness.

The move "Grasp the Sparrow's Tail" is the essence of Tai Chi, combining the four postures of "warding off, rolling back, squeezing, and pressing" into one.

As he unleashed his moves, he seemed to become one with the universe and nature.

The Bloodthirsty Demon's Bloodthirsty Palm struck first, a powerful gust of wind hitting his face. He slightly raised his left arm, drawing a half-circle, and lightly met the attack with his palm, seemingly touching but not quite touching, using the Peng Jin (warding-off force) from the Eight Postures of Tai Chi.

The Bloodthirsty Demon felt as if his fierce palm strike had struck a boundless yet incredibly resilient ball of cotton, offering no resistance whatsoever. Moreover, a sticky pulling force coiled up his arm, threatening to drag him forward and cause him to stumble!

He was terrified and hurriedly bent down to snatch it back.

Just then, the Bone-Melting Demon's Bone-Melting Claws grabbed Li Fu's right shoulder.

Li Fu also drew an arc, turning from the awning to the brush, his palm gently brushing and pulling against the outside of the Bone-Melting Ghost's wrist. The Bone-Melting Ghost's claws, strong enough to shatter metal and stone, were deflected by this gentle brush, and instead grabbed the Yin Wind Ghost that was attacking with a kick.

The two attacked each other with all their might, and with a muffled groan, they were sent flying backward.

Having suffered a loss in close combat, Huang Quan Gui launched several sharp finger strikes through the air.

After Li Fu finished the move "Grasp the Sparrow's Tail," his hands, which had been making a circular motion, came together in front of his chest, like embracing Tai Chi.

The jet-black finger force shot into the center of the Tai Chi symbol, but it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox entering the sea, without even causing a ripple.

"What kind of boxing style is this?"

Huang Quan Gui's pupils shrank sharply. His Huang Quan Calamity Finger technique had never been so easily countered before!

Li Fu gave him no time to think. Deflecting the attacks from all sides was a matter of moments. His body moved with the force of the attack, as smooth as flowing water. He stepped on the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) positions and launched a counterattack, cutting into the midst of the four men.

He unleashed a push with his right palm, seemingly lightly striking the Yellow Springs Ghost Face Gate.

Huang Quan Gui dared not be careless at all, and quickly raised his two black fingers to stab Li Fu's palm, intending to break the palm with his fingers.

But Li Fu suddenly changed his stance, using a move from Tai Chi called "Playing the Pipa," transforming the clapping into a brushing motion. His five fingers, like stroking a zither string, gently brushed across several acupoints on the back of the Yellow Spring Ghost's hand.

The Ghost of the Underworld felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand, as if struck by lightning. The concentrated energy in his fingers seemed to dissipate, and he retreated in horror.

Li Fu moved like a dragon, weaving between the four people, his moves combining strength and gentleness.

The four felt as if every move they made was falling into an invisible yin-yang millstone.

No matter how fierce the attack or how vicious the force, once the millstone turns, all its power is lost, and it may even be used by the opponent to attack their own comrades.

Li Fu was like the center of a millstone, gentle yet possessing an irresistible and powerful force. The four of them, working together, could not harm him in the slightest. Instead, they were led by the nose by him, hindering each other, stumbling and falling, falling forward and backward, in a sorry state.

Swallow's mother watched from the side, her heart deeply moved.

"I had heard rumors in the martial arts world that during the public trial at Zhongnan Mountain, Li Fu, who unleashed the Divine Dragon Palm, used a self-created fist technique that was incredibly profound and powerful. It was praised by some Taoist masters as a martial arts masterpiece that was no less than the Heavenly Dipper Palm created by the Chongyang Master in the past."

In the past, I had some doubts, thinking that this Officer Li was too young to create a martial art that was comparable to the unique skills created by the founder of the Quanzhen School.

Now it seems the rumors were absolutely true.

Among the many martial arts skills that Yanzi Niang knew, even the Kongtong Heaven-Turning Palm, which she obtained from Huo Shuyan with great effort, was far inferior to this world-shaking fist technique.

Even Liu Ying'er, who wasn't a top-tier martial artist, could see that this fist technique seemed to contain profound profound principles.

It is smooth and flexible, follows the natural way, uses minimal force to overcome great strength, borrows strength to strike back, and contains strength within softness, with endless mysteries.

Most importantly, the Four Ghosts of Lingnan are all top-tier evil masters who inspire fear in people.

When the four of them join forces, their power is amplified, enough to make almost everyone in the martial arts world retreat in fear.

But in the face of this set of boxing techniques, it is like a flying insect trapped in a spider web. No matter how much you struggle and flutter, you cannot escape the seemingly weak but actually extremely tough silk threads that bind you and gradually perish.

With a single, seemingly impenetrable move, Li Fu neutralized the attacks of the Yellow Spring Ghost and the Blood-Eating Ghost, then unleashed a single whip strike with the power of thunder.

The Bone-Melting Ghost and the Yin Wind Ghost were caught off guard and struck by the attack. They were immediately hit as if struck by a heavy blow, screaming as they flew backward, crashing through the wall, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground.

He then delivered a backhand elbow strike to the ribs of the Yin Wind Ghost who was lunging from the side. The Yin Wind Ghost's eyes bulged out, the force of the punch penetrated straight through its spine, its clothes ripped apart, it spat out blood, and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing his three brothers critically injured and on the verge of death, unable to fight any longer, Huang Quan Gui was terrified. He unleashed a torrent of dark finger strikes at Li Fu's vital points, making a final desperate attempt.

"From the Wuji (the ultimate void) comes the Taiji (the supreme ultimate), and from the Taiji comes the Yin and Yang (the two polarities)."

Li Fu still used a defensive stance, clasping his hands together in front of his chest, embracing the Tai Chi principle of "embracing the original essence and guarding the oneness," and his sharp finger strikes shot into the round energy circle, like snowflakes falling into a furnace, silently melting away.

He then stepped forward, his right palm drawing an arc, and unleashed another single whip strike, the edge of his palm like a knife, slashing diagonally at the neck of the Yellow Spring Ghost.

Huang Quan Gui hurriedly raised his hand to block, but felt a powerful and overwhelming force surge towards him, and his wrist bone snapped with a crack. Li Fu continued his palm strike without stopping, and chopped down with the force.

With a cracking sound, the Ghost of the Underworld flew backward, his neck twisted, his eyes wide open, filled with horror and resentment as he stared at Li Fu before his death.

"You—I—"

The Bloodthirsty Demon crashed through the wall, his chest caved in, and he slid down, barely alive. Before he died, he stared at Li Fu with resentment.

"You—you wait—this time the experts coming to the meeting—it's not just a few of us—."

The three dragon leaders have come in person—you're going to die sooner or later—!

Before he could finish speaking, his head lolled to the side, and he died.

The other two of the Four Ghosts of Lingnan also died from their injuries.

From the moment Li Fu made his move to the moment the four ghosts were seriously injured and died, it took only about ten moves.

Tai Chi Chuan moves may seem ordinary, but they are incredibly powerful. When they are soft, they are as gentle as flowing water, and when they are hard, they are as explosive as thunder. They combine softness and hardness, and are devastating.

Swallow's mother and Willow Oriole stood there dumbfounded.

The four notorious villains of Lingnan were utterly helpless against Li Fu, like clay chickens and earthen dogs.

Li Fu stood upright, his clothes neat and his breathing steady as usual.

At this moment, they truly understood that Li Fu had already shown them mercy and hadn't really hurt them, especially Liu Ying'er.

If he had even the slightest intention to kill, they would probably already be corpses.

The words of the Bloodthirsty Demon before his death seem to indicate that the Dragon Shock Society has sent many experts for this matter, including some kind of Dragon Head.

"Is Dragon Head one of the leaders of the Dragon Shock Society?"

The Dragon Shock Society sounds like it has more than one leader.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. This organization, which has been established for nearly a century and has a huge influence, must have a complex web of power and more than one leader.

Li Fu walked back to Liu Ying'er as if he had just casually swatted a few flies, rather than being a peerless master of the evil arts in Lingnan who could stop children from crying.

"The person who bothered us is gone."

Continue speaking, say what you weren't finished saying earlier.

Liu Ying'er shifted her gaze from the corpses of the Four Ghosts of Lingnan, as if waking from a dream. Looking at Li Fu's calm and unwavering eyes, she felt extreme awe and dared not conceal or hesitate in the slightest. She quickly said...

"Yes—yes, Officer Li."

The organization never revealed to me what the embroidery was about, only strictly ordering me to find out the details and to perfectly reproduce the patterns.

They—they seemed to take this matter very seriously, yet—they weren't particularly eager.

When I first gave the instructions, I even said that there was no rush, as long as I could complete it within twenty or thirty years, and casually added, "Rushing wouldn't help."

"What's the use of being anxious?"

Li Fu raised an eyebrow.

Liu Ying'er continued.

"But that was the original plan—that was the original plan."

Sometimes, under my husband's loving care, I almost—almost forget about this mission and just want to live a peaceful life.

But for some reason, a few months ago, the meeting suddenly changed its attitude and issued a series of secret orders, which were strongly worded and urged me to complete the spying immediately and send out the drawings as soon as possible.

—It seems—it seems something has happened that makes them unable to wait any longer.

I had no choice but to risk repeatedly trying to peek at the floral embroidery on my father-in-law's body, but not long ago, I was finally discovered by him.

After listening, Li Fu frowned deeply.

Not in a hurry for twenty or thirty years?

It sounds like the secret of the floral embroidery only works at a specific time or under certain conditions.

That's why the Dragon Shock Society arranged such a long-term infiltration.

But why has his attitude suddenly changed so drastically recently, becoming so impatient?

Was that the right moment suddenly approaching?

Or did some other unexpected event occur, forcing the Dragon Shock Society to act ahead of schedule?

Or perhaps it was because the imperial court took notice of this matter that the subsequent robbery of tax silver occurred, and the imprisonment of Zuo Yuncheng and his son led to the Jinglong Society closely following up and urging Liu Ying'er.

Ke Jinglong had urged Liu Ying'er at least several months ago. If the court had noticed Zuo Yuncheng and his son back then, it wouldn't have taken so long to take action.

—In short, these events happened almost simultaneously, which is no coincidence.

Although there seemed to be more problems and more mystery, the outline of a huge secret gradually became clear in Li Fuyi's mind.

The floral embroidery tattooed on Zuo Yuncheng's back was undoubtedly the key.

Since Liu Ying'er, as a lowly member of the Jinglong Society, was unaware of this, did Zuo Yuncheng himself know this secret?

Li Fu asked, "Does Zuo Yuncheng himself know the secret behind the embroidered pattern on his back?"

On the surface, this is a question that doesn't need to be asked.

If there were any secrets behind the embroidery on his body, how could he not know? But that might not be the case, after all, the embroidery must have been tattooed on Zuo Yuncheng's back by someone else.

Liu Ying'er, holding the child, was taken aback upon hearing this, and after thinking for a moment, she said...

"It was said in the association that the father-in-law himself was unaware of the secret involved."

However—a while spying on my father-in-law recently, I inadvertently exposed myself, and he realized that I might have changed my appearance and married into the Zuo family with ulterior motives.

The way he looked at me was filled with fear and uncertainty, and his face turned extremely pale, as if some terrible secret concerning the lives of his entire family had been exposed.

His expression—it didn't seem like he was completely unaware; at that moment—he was almost ready to kill me.

Her voice trembled slightly as she said guiltily, "I am no match for my father-in-law, but in the end, for the sake of the child, he let me leave the Zuo family, only telling me never to go back."