Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 3 Yuanling Sword Manual
The story of the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual is known to all who know it.

As a time traveler, Lu Wubing had naturally heard the story of "drawing a knife to end it quickly".

He never expected that Lin Pingzhi's experience would befall him.

They were all young masters, and all had only a rudimentary grasp of swordsmanship, their martial arts skills were extremely weak. Moreover, their own "Huichuntang" was also a business with a wide range of operations, operating through both private and government channels, with little involvement in the martial arts world, and they lived peaceful and comfortable lives.

So much so that, without anyone reminding them, they would never have imagined that a renowned martial arts sect, famous for its swordsmanship, would covet their own sword manual.

This is very unreasonable.

what is the reason?
A simple truth... no one will steal things that are useless.

What is coveted by others is often a treasure.

'If the information is true, then the only truth is that the family's inherited Yuanling Sword Technique has serious problems. Perhaps it was practiced incorrectly, or perhaps the sword manual is fake; the real manual is actually extremely powerful.'

"It's very likely that the Yuanling Sword Technique is missing a crucial element, most likely the accompanying mental cultivation method. No wonder, no matter how I look at it, I can't see any power in this sword technique."

Lu Wubing glanced at his crotch and his face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"Kitty, sneak up behind them and take a look, but hide so you don't get spotted."

Lu Wubing put the little black cat down and watched it dart into the crowd before turning and walking back into the mansion. If the information the sword-wielding girl had given him was true, he didn't have much time left.

"The Yao Guang sword she used is the signature sword technique of the Tianxing Sect, one of the Three Divine Peaks. At such a young age, with such profound swordsmanship and internal strength, she should be Ouyang Lan, the daughter of the Tianxing Sect's leader..."

Officer Li suddenly appeared from the side and said in a low voice.

"The Three Peaks?"

"Brother Changfeng, it's understandable that you haven't talked to me about the affairs of the martial world. Huichuntang focuses on medical research. As the young master, you only need to master the family's Six Yang Divine Needles and be able to heal the sick and save lives. There's no need to pay attention to the ups and downs of the martial world."

Can I say that I transmigrated here, and the original body's memories are not very clear?

Among the fragmented memories, only the most profound fragments exist. The miscellaneous things that the original owner heard or saw in his daily life did not leave a deep impression, so they were not in his memory.

Fortunately, Constable Li didn't find it strange. He just said meaningfully, "The righteous sects of the martial arts world have a saying that there is a temple, a mountain, and three sacred peaks, which refers to the most outstanding lineages."

The temple in question needs no further explanation; everyone understands that we are referring to Dafan Temple.

One mountain is Zhenwu Mountain.

The Three Divine Peaks are the three sects of Ziyang, Mingyue, and Tianxing.

Master Ouyang, the leader of the Tianxing Sect, was known as "righteous and chivalrous." He loved helping those in distress and rescuing those in need. Both he and his wife had excellent reputations and were extremely strict in disciplining their disciples.

His disciples are all outstanding, and even his daughter, Ouyang Lan, is exceptionally beautiful and skilled in swordsmanship. Indeed, her reputation is well-deserved.

Is it a paragon of righteousness?
Lu Wubing's heart skipped a beat. In the story, the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual wasn't just coveted by one family or sect; everyone desired it.

If their own Yuanling Sword Technique is truly an unparalleled sword technique, and now that their father Lu Changfeng's "weak" level has been exposed, outsiders will have no more scruples, and the Lu family will be at the mercy of others.

This is a dead end!

Having seen and heard too much in his past life, he knew all too well how people in the martial arts world viewed peerless secret manuals.

For some reason, he recalled the figure of the sword-wielding girl who had hurriedly left earlier, and his brows furrowed tightly.

……

On his way back, before Lu Wubing even entered the gate, he saw many people carrying bundles climbing over the courtyard wall.

Several people were quick and agile; they landed and ran far away.

Those dressed as servants wished they had more legs to leave in a hurry.

Lu Wubing paused, opened his mouth as if to shout, but then thought better of it and didn't speak.

When disaster strikes, everyone flies away.

These guards and servants, let them go if they want. We don't expect them to live or die with the Lu family. The dead chickens and dogs today probably scared them.

Seemingly sensing Lu Wubing's bad mood, the little black cat that had just run back climbed up his trouser leg and into his arms, rubbing its head against him, meowing, and waving its little white paws.

Lu Wubing inherited some of the original owner's tacit understanding with the cat, and silently glanced at the place where the kitten went in and out.

"There are quite a few people... Is it the inn around the corner?"

They're so close.

Is this because you don't want to get involved in other people's conflicts?
Or is it a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?

……

"Father, mother..."

Lu Wubing rubbed his face to make himself look less pale. When he returned to the back room, he saw that his parents were there.

"Good, well done. Wubing's two sword strikes earlier were a true mastery of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. At such a young age, he has already mastered the Yuanling Sword Technique to such a degree. He will surely shine brightly in the future."

On the bed in the bedroom, Lu Changfeng lay diagonally, his face ashen and bloodless. Seven silver needles were inserted around the black palm print on his exposed chest. Although his breathing was short, his expression remained spirited.

You have a really big heart, old man; our whole family was almost wiped out.

Lu Wubing's eyebrows twitched. He turned to look at his mother Chen Yulian's worried yet slightly joyful eyes and immediately understood.

Yes, although the Lu family has provoked a formidable enemy, which is frightening, it is also a very happy thing that the younger generation in the family is successful.

No one can live in perpetual gloom and sorrow. Only by finding hope in despair can one make the journey of life bearable.

Lu Wubing shook his head and said, "That's not the Yuanling Sword Technique, it's not even a sword technique. It's just a rapier move that I came up with randomly, just for speed. I suspect that our family's Yuanling Sword Technique might have been practiced incorrectly."

After thinking it over, Lu Wubing decided to speak frankly.

Over the years, the Lu family has been more of a local gentry and merchant family than a martial arts force.

Father Lu Changfeng never had the chance to see how vast the outside world was, or how powerful the martial arts of those major sects were.

He has an information gap.

“How could it be wrong? Your grandfather taught you the Yuanling Sword Technique move by move. Moreover, I have watched your grandfather practice his swordsmanship regularly, and there are no mistakes in his moves… cough cough.”

Lu Changfeng looked slightly agitated, which aggravated his injuries, causing him to cough.

Clearly, he wasn't unaware that something was amiss. A powerful sword technique he had practiced for two or three decades was no match for a young disciple of the East Sea Sword Sect.

This is too ridiculous.

It's a disgrace to the Lu family and a disgrace to my father.

However, the Lu family governed itself with filial piety and prospered through medicine, and given his respect for his father, he was completely unwilling to think about it from that perspective.

"Okay, okay, if you're right, then you're right. Don't worry."

Lu Wubing did not argue.

Choosing his tone carefully: "Father, do you remember if Grandfather gave any instructions about the heirloom before he passed away? Something that descendants must not speak of or touch, for touching it would bring endless misfortune..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfeng shuddered, his pupils dilated, and he seemed to remember something, a conflicted expression appearing on his face.

Overwhelmed with emotion, his head lolled to the side, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he fainted.

"Master." Chen Yulian's expression changed drastically.

Lu Wubing was dumbfounded.

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(End of this chapter)