EFB Chapter 7 Path of Martial Arts
Chapter 7 Path of Martial Arts
Despite her surprise, Ling did not lower her guard easily because of what the other person said.
In fact, long before Yao Xian appeared, she had already sensed that there was an aura far more powerful than Jiang Huai and the others lurking in the shadows of the hotel.
That aura, like a bonfire in the night, though it tried its best to contain itself, in Ling's extraordinary perception, its boiling blood energy had already soared into the sky, gathering into a crimson smoke invisible to the naked eye on a spiritual level.
This is the mark of the seventh rank of the Martial Arts Path, the Blood Burning Realm!
Martial artists at this level possess a surging vitality, like a furnace, making it impossible for ordinary evil spirits to get close.
Even more terrifying is that they can unleash terrifying combat power several times their own strength in a short period of time by burning their own essence and blood, making them human weapons on the battlefield.
This is precisely the reason why Ling kept testing the waters and even went so far as to establish her authority with her sword energy.
Although with this level of strength, in her prime, she might not even be worthy of her attention.
But things are different now.
She is currently using Su Changming's frail body, and can only exert one or two tenths of its potential at best.
If she were to suffer a setback under these circumstances, it would be a great disgrace for her.
Seeing that Su Changming did not easily believe his words, Yao Xian's admiration deepened.
Being wary is a good thing.
In this chaotic world, naive people don't live long.
He didn't try to get any closer, but instead stood at a safe distance where he could have a clear conversation without offending the other party.
"Hehe, what I said just now was just a joke, I hope my nephew Changming won't take it to heart." Yao Xian said with a light laugh, his tone becoming much gentler. "Now that we live in a new era, matters of marriage should naturally be decided by you young people yourselves. Although Xiwei is quite outstanding in some aspects, she also has quite a few flaws. If you two are truly destined to be together in the future, I hope you can be more tolerant of her."
Seeing that Su Changming was completely unmoved, Yao Xian stopped dwelling on it and changed the subject, his expression becoming serious.
"The main purpose of my visit was indeed regarding the Victoria incident." He glanced down at the broken piece of the sword on the ground and continued, "However, it seems that some things have now been confirmed."
"The other one is a personal matter of mine," Yao Xian said. "Actually, Grandpa Su and my father have been corresponding. Not long ago, when he learned that you were going to take up a post in Shenghai, he specifically asked me to take care of you."
"But I'm afraid there's no need for that now." Yao Xian chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Here's a letter that Old Master Su asked me to give to you. I've left it here."
After speaking, Yao Xian took out a brownish-yellow kraft paper envelope from the inside pocket of his black coat.
The envelope was sealed tightly with sealing wax and was intact.
He didn't hand it over directly, but slowly placed it on the ground, and then picked up the broken knife from the ground as well.
After doing all this, he didn't say anything more. He simply waved his hand and left with all the members of the Demon Suppression Division.
"Da, da, da..."
The sound of synchronized leather shoes echoed through the hotel corridor before fading into the distance, and the group soon disappeared into the deep night.
Apart from the open door to room 304, everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
Su Changming remained standing by the window, his gaze fixed intently on a certain direction in the night.
Until those powerful streams of blood energy completely disappeared from the range of perception.
After a long while, a faint, dazzling golden light flashed in his dark eyes.
The next second, the golden light flowed back like a stream of light and merged into the golden mark on his chest.
Su Changming's body went limp, and a strong feeling of exhaustion swept over him, as if every bit of strength in his body had been drained.
Countless snowflake-like specks appeared in my field of vision, and I swayed unsteadily, almost fainting to the ground.
He quickly reached out and grabbed the high-backed chair next to him to steady himself and slowly sat down.
After a while, the dizziness that made me feel like the world was spinning finally subsided a bit.
Su Changdi exhaled a long breath and immediately focused his consciousness into the warm golden mark on his chest.
In the hazy, gray space of consciousness.
The bell, which had been sitting upright in the void, suddenly opened its eyes.
At this moment, she still wore the same outfit with two long braids hanging down, dressed as a female student, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.
"Are you alright?" Su Changming used his mental perception to communicate with Ling.
"What could be wrong with me? You're the one with the problem."
The girl's voice was clear and cold, as if she were stating a fact.
"You're too weak; you can't even withstand such a small amount of power."
"Okay." Su Changming covered his face.
I'm so sorry I'm so weak!
However, he was indeed still shaken.
As Ling said, if those people had stayed a little longer, or if Yao Xian had even slightly taken a chance and made a move, her body would probably have collapsed on the spot, exposing her true identity.
"So what are some ways to improve?" Su Changming changed the subject very naturally.
The old man should be burned alive.
Thinking about it carefully, isn't the existence of bell just like having a personal old man by your side?
Moreover, compared to those ethereal old men, he is not only powerful, but can also be summoned directly to fight alongside them.
Most importantly, she's also so good-looking!
Is there any more perfect cheat code than this?!
"There are ways to improve, of course; it just depends on which path you want to take," Ling said in a nonchalant tone.
"way?"
Su Changming was somewhat bewildered but impressed. Having been in this world for so long, he had only ever heard of martial arts masters who could break stone tablets and shatter rocks.
His family had previously found him some so-called experts, but in his memory, those were at best just fancy moves, good for fitness.
In a real battle, given the current state of the Demon Suppression Division and Ling, they would probably be kicked to the side of the road.
Seeing Su Changming's clueless look, Ling could only patiently explain one more sentence.
"Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, Taoism, martial arts..." The girl counted them off one by one on her slender, jade-like fingers. After a pause, she continued, "...there are some others, but they are all unorthodox and not worth mentioning."
So that's how it is, the so-called occupational classification?
Su Changming didn't care what other so-called unorthodox methods she might have used.
He recalled the group of demon-suppressing soldiers he had seen during the day, with various talismans pasted on the black carriage in the middle.
"Is Taoism about cultivating immortality? Coach, I want to learn this!" The boy blinked, his face full of anticipation.
"Taoism? It's nothing but a bunch of charlatans." Ling Xiao's face was full of disdain. "I can teach you martial arts."
"Alright!" Su Changming couldn't help but facepalm. So after all that talk, you're just a pure martial artist!
Although it was different from the kind of immortal cultivation I had imagined, where one could "summon wind and rain and fly on a sword," the thought of the chilling sword light emanating from the bell on the Victoria still stirred a burning passion within me.
"So when can I start learning?"
In the hazy space, Ling seemed to be scrutinizing Su Changming with a critical look. After a while, she slowly spoke: "Although you have not lost your primordial yang, you are too old after all and have missed the best time for cultivation. I will teach you after you have regulated your body's qi and blood."
The vital essence has not been lost?
Upon hearing the girl's comment, Su Changming blushed instantly. Who are you talking about, Little Chu Nan?!
Ling ignored the boy's inexplicable pride and closed her eyes on her own.
After talking with Ling for a while, Xiao Chu Nan Su Changming's strength finally recovered somewhat.
He stood up somewhat unsteadily.
He then slowly walked to the door of the room, holding onto the wall, and tightly closed the old wooden door that had been opened by Ling Yizhi, then locked it from the inside.
Then, he bent down and picked up the brown paper envelope that was lying quietly on the ground.