The Smiling, Proud Wanderer: Yue Buqun of Mount Hua

As night fell, the pavilion remained untouched.

With the lamp burning dimly, Yue Buqun held a copy of the Huashan Sword Manual close to the lamp, studying it carefully and pondering its true meaning.

Although he inherited Yue Buqun's memory and skills, he was not truly himself. He needed to review and practice the sword techniques and internal energy cultivation methods until he could use them freely.

Ning Zhongze brought in the tonic. He had just recovered from his illness and needed to take it. Although Mount Hua had declined and no longer had century-old ginseng, there were still a few plants that were decades old.

Seeing that the oil lamp was dim, he placed the tonic on the table, picked up a copper needle and adjusted the wick to make the light bright again.

Yue Buqun looked up and saw Ning Zhongze, to prevent her sleeves from getting dusty, fiddling with the lamp wick with one hand and holding the hem of her clothes with the other. She was elegant and gentle, and her fair face was flushed with a blush in the candlelight, making one's heart flutter.

What a sight to see a woman in green holding an inkstone, urging the writing of a poem, and a woman in red adding fragrance to the night's reading.

In the stillness of the night, with a beautiful woman gently attending to you, a delicate fragrance wafts by. Gazing at her lovely face, reading becomes a wonderful pleasure.

Seriously, is this something I can withstand?

No wonder they later used pageboys; at least they wouldn't read books in bed.

"Junior sister, it's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Yue Buqun put down his book and placed his hand on her shoulder. Feeling the softness of her shoulder, he was immediately agitated and his mind wandered. A surge of heat rose from his lower body and rushed to his brain.

Ning Zhongze looked at his burning gaze, her face immediately turned red to her ears and all the way down to her neck, but she did not refute him, which made him secretly happy.

He got up, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her straight to the bed. A moment later, the bed creaked softly, the curtains swayed in the wind, the candlelight flickered and went out, and the room gradually fell silent.

As the rooster crowed, the moon set and the sun rose, Yue Buqun watched Ning Zhongze lying beside him, enjoying a moment of leisure.

Ning Zhongze looked at him with disdain, wondering why her man was so vigorous today. Her gaze was fixed on the window, where the sun was rising and the morning glow was spreading from the east to the whole world. The clouds looked like layers of red fish scales, which was quite beautiful.

She had no interest in watching, and whispered, "Senior brother, why were you so reckless last night?"

"It's been a long time since we've been close, so I thought I'd make it up to you."

As Yue Buqun spoke, his hands began to wander again. Ning Zhongze was known as the Jade Maiden of Mount Hua back then, and her beauty was beyond question. After marriage, she possessed a mature charm that made her a goddess in the future. How could he possibly dare to dream of such a thing? Now that she was his wife, how could he not enjoy her?

"Then you shouldn't do that either. People of the martial world should prioritize martial arts. You and I bear the heavy responsibility of revitalizing Mount Hua. How can we be obsessed with women?"

"Junior sister is right, I will pay attention."

Yue Buqun smiled and agreed, but his hands were not behaving properly. She slapped them down, and he reluctantly let go.

Its smoothness is intoxicating.

After resting for a while, Yue Buqun reluctantly got up and ate breakfast. He wished it could always be like this.

He strolled leisurely down Jade Maiden Peak, found a secluded grassy spot, drew his Gentleman's Sword, and began practicing the Huashan Sword Technique.

White clouds emerge from the mountain peaks, a phoenix arrives in auspicious ceremonies, a celestial official hangs upside down, a white rainbow pierces the sun, and ancient pines welcome guests...

He had already mastered the thirteen forms of the Huashan Sword Technique.

In an instant, the sword light was chilling, and the shadows of swords filled the surroundings, making people tremble at the sight.

He practiced each move with utmost seriousness, pausing from time to time to contemplate how to use and practice each move, his expression earnest and focused, as if no one in the world could disturb him.

Not many years after the start of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, facing the overwhelming power of the Songshan Sect, without strong martial arts skills, he had to become one of the Four Sisters of Huashan.

For the sake of the iron bar, he dared not stop.

After rehearsing once, Yue Buqun sheathed his sword and stood up, pondering the intricacies of the move. He considered how to use this move, how to connect it with the next, how to better face a powerful enemy, and how to kill him with a single, fatal blow.

In the world of martial arts, the motto is to settle scores quickly and decisively. A disagreement can lead to a fight to the death. If you're thinking of yourself, I urge you, fellow Daoist, to face death.

After thinking for a long time and digesting what I've learned, I went through it a second and third time. "Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime." This is a matter of life and death; how can I be negligent?

As I was practicing my swordsmanship, a panel quietly appeared in my mind.

Name: Yue Buqun

Cultivation Technique: Purple Cloud Divine Skill (Level 5, 214/3000)

Huashan Heart Sutra (Fifth Level 103/3000)

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Martial Arts Skill: Huashan Swordplay (Minor Mastery 22/1000)

Xi Yi Sword Technique (Minor Success 340/1000)

Yangwu Sword Technique (Mastery 322/3000)

The Deadly Three Immortal Swords (Mastery 521/3000)

Eagle and Snake in a life-or-death struggle (Da Cheng 32/3000)

……

A series of martial arts techniques appeared on it, most of them at the minor level, with a few at the major level, letting people know that he, the leader of the Huashan Sect and one of the top ten masters of the righteous path, truly deserved his title.

panel!

The legendary cheat code!

The deepest love a mother on Earth has for her child.

No time traveler without a cheat ability is even remotely qualified to call themselves a time traveler.

Yue Buqun was overjoyed, and an excited smile appeared on his face.

Although he practiced swordsmanship, he mostly did his best and left the rest to fate. His predecessor was an outstanding disciple of the Huashan Sect. He received Taoist education from a young age and practiced internal energy and swordsmanship, but he was still powerless to fight against Songshan. He was forced to castrate himself.

He was nothing more than an ordinary person, nothing special. To say that he could easily defeat Zuo Lengchan and revive Mount Hua just because he was a time traveler was a joke.

I was thinking that if all else failed, I would ask Feng Qingyang for help. If I am shameless enough, would he not step in to revitalize Mount Hua?

However, by then, the Sword Sect will be the dominant force in Mount Hua, and it will already be a rare privilege for him to remain in Mount Hua as an elder.

Now I finally have a bit of confidence.

He continued practicing the sword technique without stopping. After one round, he looked at the panel and saw that the Huashan Sword Technique (Minor Success 22/1000) had become the Huashan Sword Technique (Minor Success 23/1000). Each round would increase his proficiency by one point, and only a thousand rounds would be needed to make the Huashan Sword Technique a Mastery.

As heaven's movement is ever vigorous, so should a gentleman constantly strive for self-improvement; as earth's condition is receptive, so should a gentleman cultivate virtue and bear all things with magnanimity.

Heaven rewards diligence; every effort brings its reward.

Very good, at this moment, Yue Buqun was full of confidence in his ability to deal with Zuo Lengchan and refuse the Five Mountains Alliance.

The most terrifying thing is to work hard for decades, only to find that you haven't made any progress and are still stuck at the bottom.

However, this is the fate of most people; no matter how hard they strive, they still cannot see any hope of success.

Now, however, his hard work has paid off, and his efforts have been rewarded.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; a great river is formed from countless small streams. It's just a liver, after all; who isn't a liver king?

Yue Buqun continued practicing his swordsmanship, striving to perfect it. He practiced again and again, from morning until noon and from noon until afternoon, until night fell and he could no longer bear the hunger in his stomach, at which point he finally put away his sword and returned home.

So what if they were the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan, Zuo Lengchan, or Dongfang Bubai?

He wanted to master swordsmanship and internal energy, become the best in the world, and dominate the martial arts world, invincible under heaven.

When the time comes, who will be a match for Zuo Lengchan or Dongfang Bubai, looking across the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty, or across the deserts, the southern barbarians, the eastern Japanese pirates, and the western regions?

The world is vast; there is nowhere one cannot go.