Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 11 Spirit Butterfly and Hundred Flowers
It rained in the afternoon.

The warm, moist air, carrying a faint floral fragrance, seeps into the nose, instantly waking one up.

Lu Wubing first went to the central courtyard to have lunch with his master and senior sister, and without wasting a moment, he returned to the back courtyard to focus on practicing his sword.

Three days had passed since the apprenticeship ceremony, and Sect Leader Ouyang had not left. However, by occasionally observing his expression, Lu Wubing guessed that the Sect Leader was actually quite anxious.

Perhaps they are waiting for some news, or perhaps they are worried about something.

What he was waiting for, Lu Wubing didn't know, nor was it his place to inquire. He simply cherished the days with a great master by his side and relentlessly practiced his swordsmanship.

I hope to break through to the next level of the "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" technique as soon as possible, so that I can gain some means to protect myself.

"People have to rely on themselves. You can't say that you'll be worry-free just because you've successfully become an apprentice. When it comes to life and work, you should consider failure before winning. Little cat, don't you agree?"

The little creature following closely behind let out a "meow," seemingly nodding.

Clearly, the cat also felt that the crisis still existed and had not gone away.

The current situation is only temporarily safe.

"Let's practice swordsmanship first."

The practice of internal energy cultivation, which lasts for one hour each morning and evening, will eventually exhaust one's mental and physical strength to the limit, making it impossible to continue indefinitely.

Now, the second meridian cultivated by the "Dripping Water Strength" method, the Hand-Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian, has also opened three acupoints: "Shaoze", "Qiangu", and "Houxi".

His internal strength had become slightly more formidable.

The application of breathing techniques has reached a level of proficiency that is both masterful and fluid.

As for wanting to accelerate one's cultivation.

Lu Wubing couldn't rush things.

However, as long as his stamina allows, he can keep practicing swordsmanship. When he's truly exhausted, he can lie down and rest for a while, then continue practicing diligently.

The sight of Xiaolan, a senior student, sweating profusely for ten hours every day, was quite alarming.

She had never seen such a self-destructive person.

It can only be said that a young person's maturity can happen overnight.

……

"Ninety-one thousand swords."

"Ninety-one thousand and one swords!"

Lu Wubing held the scabbard at his waist with his left hand and lightly touched the hilt with his right. With a "clang," the sword turned into a white streak and pierced the air with a "hiss."

Sheath your sword, and let's try again.

Like a machine devoid of emotion, it runs repeatedly without the slightest sign of anxiety.

Because he knew that what he held in his hand was not just a sword, but also his own destiny.

[Heaven rewards diligence] The strength of a strong destiny lies in the fact that as long as you practice a certain skill with your heart, it will naturally become a physical instinct, and you can make steady progress.

Keep moving forward, never stop.

In Lu Wubing's view, this was an extremely powerful "talent" that completely disregarded one's own level of comprehension and turned the impossible into the possible.

The little black cat didn't follow its owner in practicing swordsmanship. Instead, it chased after colorful butterflies among the flowering trees, occasionally bending over to appear extremely alert.

It has become accustomed to constantly monitoring the surroundings.

Suddenly, the cat stopped jumping, turned its head to look in the direction of the central hall, and let out a soft "meow".

Lu Wubing sheathed his sword and heard faint footsteps.

"You're the sickly junior brother?"

The first thing I saw was a gentle young man in his early twenties, dressed in a light blue scholar's robe, with a long sword slung over his shoulder.

She looked over with a beaming smile, appearing very approachable.

"Senior Brother Wu is back. I haven't had a chance to thank you for protecting my Lu family."

Lu Wubing bowed respectfully. Senior Sister Xiaolan was the type who couldn't keep a secret; she had already revealed all the details about the direct disciples of the Tianxing Sect these past few days.

The sect leader did not come down the mountain alone this time.

The second senior brother, Tie Chongshan, was steady and upright in his conduct, and had been away from Jiangzhou for some time. The third senior brother, Wu Yunchong, was gentle and got along with everyone.

He fought against the disciples of the East Sea Sword Sect that night and even took action himself. Afterwards, he went out of the city to investigate and never returned.

"We're all brothers, helping each other is our duty, no need to be so polite."

Wu Yunchong smiled, his gaze lingering briefly on Lu Wubing's soaked clothes, and shook his head, saying, "Our sect's sword techniques are easy to learn but difficult to master. You can't become fat in one bite. Junior brother, you don't need to work so hard. It would be more harmful than helpful to hurt your body."

"What my senior brother said makes sense. I was too impatient."

Lu Wubing would certainly not reveal the secrets of his cultivation, nor would he be foolish enough to refute someone's words of concern.

"No matter who it is, having such a powerful enemy as the East Sea Sword Sect watching over them will make it hard to sleep soundly. It's understandable that Junior Brother Wubing is anxious."

However, now that you've joined the Heavenly Star Sect, your family's affairs are the Heavenly Star Sect's affairs. Even if Gu Dongting comes again, he won't be able to harm a single hair on your head.

Lu Wubing felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this, and thought to himself that it was no wonder that Senior Sister Xiaolan always praised this third senior brother for being both scholarly and martial, and for his sincerity.

I heard that he has a very good relationship with several of his direct disciples on the mountain.

With such a pleasant voice, how could anyone not like her?

Wu Yunchong continued, "In the past few days, I have found out that Gu Dongting of the East Sea Sword Sect has publicly stated that his actions against your Lu family are for revenge."

That's why other figures in the martial arts world can't easily interfere in the feud between your two families; they can only watch helplessly.

Lu Wubing frowned: "Seeking revenge?"

He had never heard his parents mention this, nor did he know where the hatred came from.

"This story begins seventeen years ago. At that time, the leader of the Donghai Sect was not Gu Dongting, but his father, Gu Qingyun. This man once brought his young son, Gu Donglin, to Huichuntang in Jiangzhou for medical treatment. However, he was refused by his grandfather and became furious. He challenged the doctor but was defeated and returned home."

For the Lu family of Huichuntang, this was a trivial matter. But for the Donghai Sword Sect, it was a profound disgrace. Moreover, not long after, Gu Donglin succumbed to his injuries and died.

Lu Wubing felt a chill run down his spine.

From the perspective of the East Sea faction, this enmity is no small matter.

My grandfather, Lu Chengyun, said that he had caused some trouble for his descendants.

Important things are not said.

Important techniques are not passed on.

I don't know what he was thinking back then.

It can only be said that those who can truly master the "Primordial Spirit Sword Manual" cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

Moreover, there is another doubt.

Why did Grandfather refuse to treat Gu Donglin?

“This matter is not entirely your grandfather’s fault.” Wu Yunchong’s eyes were filled with reverence: “Your grandfather, Elder Lu, was a compassionate and benevolent man. Even if he encountered a beggar who was injured or ill, he would treat him.”

However, according to the information I've gathered, Gu Donglin acted recklessly, raping many innocent women. Furthermore, he harmed a female disciple highly regarded by Spirit Butterfly Valley, thus incurring the pursuit of the valley elders and being struck by the [Hundred Flowers Palm] technique.

At this point, Wu Yunchong burst out laughing.

"Don't be fooled by the beautiful name 'Hundred Flower Palm,' it actually contains a kind of flower poison formed by a strange mixture of a hundred kinds of flowers and herbs. If the person afflicted by the palm does not know the prescription, there will be no cure."

"This person truly deserves to die; it would be better not to save him."

Lu Wubing suddenly realized.

It turns out that seventeen years ago, the disciples of the East Sea Sword Sect were already engaging in inhuman behavior.

This sect seems to have questionable morals; I wonder how they managed to infiltrate the righteous sects.

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(End of this chapter)