Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 44 Half a year? One day!
"Just keep an eye on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Steward Zhao took a few steps forward, his movements slithering left and right in a serpentine fashion, his palms alternating and twisting in reverse, his arms swinging within inches of each other.

It gives one a sense of helplessness, like a snake flicking its tongue, and not knowing when, where, or from what direction it will strike.

"Golden snake coiled in silk?"

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan's eyes lit up.

Of course, in Chen Shunan's eyes, Manager Zhao's movement skills were nothing special.

The main reason is that his skill in hand techniques is quite profound.

Fingers like pestles, palms pushing flat, wrist strength nimble and abundant.

It can be used for delicate tasks like threading a needle, or for grand and imposing gestures like mountains.

Chen Shunan was completely mesmerized by what he saw.

His throwing knife technique was crude and clumsy, relying entirely on brute force.

If one also practices the "Golden Snake Entangling Silk Hand" technique, one's knife-throwing skills will become unparalleled.

At that time, relying on Chen Shunan's lightness skill, he will always maintain a certain distance from his opponent, just like flying a kite.

Can advance or retreat.

In addition, there are python-tooth shoes...

A playing style that leverages Chen Shunan's strengths and fully utilizes his abilities gradually took shape.

The drill is over.

Butler Zhao then took out another secret manual.

Regardless of whether Chen Shunan understood it or not, he unreservedly imparted all the third- and second-rate techniques of the "Golden Snake Entwining Silk Hand" to him.

There are also corresponding methods for transporting Qi and blood, mental techniques, and various precautions.

"Do you understand?" Butler Zhao asked.

"I understand about 70-80%," Chen Shunan said honestly.

"Ah……"

Butler Zhao clearly didn't believe it, but he didn't embarrass Chen Shunan in front of everyone.

Steward Zhao said, "Once your 'Golden Snake Entangling Silk Hand' combines footwork with palm techniques, moving like a snake, you will have entered the inner sanctum and reached the pinnacle of the third rank."

If one can achieve hands as supple as silk and legs as strong as tempered steel, and execute the "Golden Snake Spouts Its Head" move, then one is considered second-rate.

As for being first-rate, come and claim that credit when you need it!

Manager Zhao gestured for Chen Shunan and Yi Yan to practice in the courtyard, practicing standing meditation and palm exercises.

A moment later, Li Shicheng took the medicinal meal from the maid and drank it all in one gulp.

He then stood up unsteadily, said nothing, and went straight into the house.

Manager Zhao stayed in the courtyard and inspected the two men several times, pointing out a few mistakes they had made.

Yi Yan truly possesses superior physical attributes; his hands exhibit unusual features.

The Golden Snake Entwining Silk Hand technique seemed tailor-made for him; every movement was agile and spirited, and his progress was much faster than Chen Shunan's...

At least, that's how it appears on the surface.

So even though Yi Yan was covered in sweat and his lungs were pounding like bellows, his blood and qi were rising at a visible speed.

At the young age of fifteen or sixteen, he already possessed the cultivation level of a late-stage third-rate cultivator.

In contrast, Chen Shunan's movements appeared somewhat stiff and rigid, bearing a strong resemblance to the style of "Flying Immortal."

Some of the techniques he used to exert force, coupled with his experienced manner, made Manager Zhao frown from time to time.

"Don't be impatient. With your strength, Old Chen, you can learn by analogy and master the Golden Snake Entwining Silk Hand technique to the second-rate level in at most half a year."

Manager Zhao comforted him gently.

Chen Shunan nodded without saying anything more.

A moment later, seeing that the two were practicing quite well, Manager Zhao put his hands behind his back and headed towards the backyard.

The jade disc gradually rises, and the evening glow resembles blood.

Yi Yan's white short-sleeved shirt was soaked with sweat, and his two white, interdigitated fingers were slightly cramped.

He glanced at the backyard, and seeing that Steward Zhao and the others hadn't noticed them, he suddenly stopped what he was doing and said to Chen Shunan,
"Mr. Chen, I know you."

His pronunciation is clear and his articulation is precise.

"Oh?"

“I once visited that man’s residence and saw him singing opera and composing poems with several amateur opera enthusiasts. Among them was a scholar surnamed Ma, who was extremely talented and even praised you.”

"Oh?! How did you praise me? Tell me quickly!"

Chen Shunan's expression changed, and he was pleasantly surprised.

Now you're praising me, so in a few days will you write a poem for yourself?
Did Chen intend to rely on these exiled poets and writers to achieve lasting fame?
Yi Yan's expression was somewhat strange, and he hesitated. Seeing that Chen Shunan kept pressing him for answers, he finally imitated Ma Xiucai's tone and said helplessly,

“I have a friend named Chen Sheng. Although he is dull and uncouth, has a foul odor, and is bad at arithmetic, he is courageous, meticulous, and has a broad mind. He often utters words that startle the world. He is truly a wise man of our time.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan's smile vanished, and he remained silent for a long time.

These scholars, their insults are so sarcastic and vulgar, using veiled criticism while ostensibly praising...

Let him thirst for a few more days. Chen Shunan said no more and cultivated for a while longer.

I felt an unbearable soreness in the muscles and bones of my hands, especially my wrists, as if I were being pricked by needles, which was a sign that I had been properly trained.

Wiping the sweat from his body, Chen Shunan stood under the gate tower, greeted Li Shicheng and the others, and strode away.

"Mr. Chen."

Suddenly, Yi Yan called out to Chen Shunan.

"What is it?" Chen Shunan stopped and turned around.

Young and inexperienced, even though Yi Yan tried to appear mature, his preoccupied appearance was clearly visible to Chen Shunan.

"Oh...oh! If Mr. Chen doesn't mind, please feel free to ask me any questions. I will answer them to the best of my knowledge."

Yi Yan seemed to be recalling something, uttering a word that was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

"After all, we are... fellow disciples?"

Chen Shunan chuckled and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Then I, Chen, will accept the offer without hesitation."

After saying that, Chen Shunan stepped over the stairs, took a few quick steps, and pushed the cart away.

Not long after Chen Shunan left.

A woman dressed in coarse linen, still possessing a certain charm, walked from under the gate tower to the front yard and stood before Yi Yan.

"Child, have you told him what happened?"

Yi Yan paused for a moment, then said, "Mother, I'll find a chance to tell you."

The woman's expression turned cold, and she reprimanded,
"We'll talk about it the day after tomorrow! The secret medicine for the Golden Snake Entwining Silk Hand technique is already in short supply, and Master Li has to collect it every few days. We also need to massage to improve blood circulation..."

Now this random person suddenly appears, and if he asks Master Li for the secret medicine again, he'll get it, and you'll lose it!

The woman was somewhat aggressive, taking a step forward and saying coldly,
"You must fight for it! You must monopolize the secret medicine! You must make him give up his share! If you don't fight, don't seize it, and aren't ruthless, do you think those people in the Yi family will let you go? This is your fate!"

The woman was not tall, only reaching Iyan's shoulder.

But Yi Yan felt a sense of oppression, as if a god was looking down on him, gripping him tightly in the palm of his hand, suffocating him in darkness, with nowhere to escape.

"Mother only hopes that you won't end up like me, unable to control your own destiny... If you won't say anything, I'll go and tell him! He's just a mere Shui San'er, but you're the son of a Zuo Ling, with the blood of the Bai Shan people flowing in your veins!"

"mother!"

Yi Yan's face flushed red, her lips moved, and her eyes showed a mixture of admiration, inferiority, anger, and hatred.

Finally, he sighed.
"I know, kid."

……

As dusk fell, Chen Shunan returned the waterwheel and walked home along the alley.

Lanterns lit up sporadically along the street, casting swaying shadows in their dim yellow light on the bluestone pavement.

Passing by a rustic teahouse, outside the low earthen building, a troupe of actors, some unknown, were performing magic tricks by the light of oil lamps.

The scene of immortals picking beans, three immortals returning to their cave, and cleverly turning money into coins was quite lively, attracting a large crowd.

Chen Shunan glanced at it, joined in the fun, and then turned and left.

The path gradually becomes more erratic, and pedestrians become scarce.

Suddenly, a night breeze blew by, and a broken lantern on the street went out abruptly.

In the dim light,
Chen Shunan stepped forward, his legs bent and curled up like a snake, but his hand skills remained undiminished.

The basic finger and palm techniques—such as the "crushing hand," "flicking hand," and "breaking hand"—are readily available.

In the end, Chen Shunan's movements became faster and faster, his hands as supple as silk, and his legs as strong as tempered steel.

Pfft!

As fingertips brushed against the flint, a string of sparks flew out like a waterfall.

Chen Shunan flicked his finger, plucked a spark to make a flame, and sent it out like a golden snake poking its head out.

swoosh~
The flame swept several feet, just enough to pass through the holes in the lampshade, and landed on the wick of the already extinguished candle.

The lanterns were relit, swaying and casting a golden glow.

Chen Shunan possesses the "Three Hundred and Three Wonderful Sounds" and the "Tiger Scripture and Leopard Vein" skills. In terms of innate talent and aptitude, he is practically a "bucket" of skills, mastering all kinds of martial arts with ease and quick learning.

Second-rate after half a year?

It can be done in one day.

Rigid and inflexible?

It's just that your eyesight isn't good enough.

A moment later, Chen Shunan left.

The shop door opened, and the lantern owner, carrying a ladder and a flint and steel in his pocket, called over two shop assistants to help him hold the ladder.

There was no one in front of the door, yet light shone down.

He looked up and was startled.
"Huh? Why did my lantern light up by itself? That's weird!"

(End of this chapter)