Martial Arts Secret Realm: Only I Can Know the Plot?

Shen Wuxiu's eyes flickered slightly—very subtly, almost imperceptible, but Sun Fan caught it.

"I've looked for it."

"What do you want?"

"Let me kill someone for him."

Shen Wuxiu answered quickly, as if he didn't need to think.

Sun Fan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained expressionless.

"Was that me?"

"Yes."

"You agreed?"

Shen Wuxiu did not answer the question. He stood up from his chair, walked to the wall, and reached out to touch the shaft of the spear.

"Sun Fan, do you know the origin of this spear?"

Sun Fan shook his head.

"It's been with me for seven years," Shen Wuxiu said. "It's been my partner since the first day I started practicing martial arts."

"I've used it in dozens of fights, killed a few people, and almost been killed myself. It's not the best gun, but for me, it's the best partner."

His fingers glided lightly across the gun barrel, as if caressing an old friend.

"But do you know what? This gun is only half a gun."

Sun Fan frowned slightly.

"half?"

"That's right." Shen Wuxiu turned around and looked at Sun Fan. "The true Dragon Roar Piercing Cloud Spear is a complete Returning to Truth level spear technique."

"What I have in my hand is only the upper half—the Dragon Roar Spear."

"The lower half—the Cloud Piercing Spear—is in someone else's hands."

A thought suddenly flashed through Sun Fan's mind.

Piercing Cloud Spear.

Dong Dahai's skill was also with a gun.

His heart started beating faster.

"Who is that person?" he asked, deliberately keeping his voice calm.

Shen Wuxiu did not answer directly, but walked to the table, took out a yellowed photo from the drawer, and handed it to Sun Fan.

The photo shows a group of people standing in front of an old house. At the very front stands a middle-aged man, holding a long spear, exuding an air of authority. Behind him stand two rows of people, some old, some young, some men, and some women.

In the lower right corner of the photo, there is a line of small print: "Dong Family Martial Arts School, Spring of the 38th Year of the Lunar Calendar".

The Dong family.

Sun Fan's pupils contracted slightly.

"The Dong family was once the largest family of spear masters in the North." Shen Wuxiu's voice was calm, as if he were recounting a history that had nothing to do with him. "The Dragon Roar Piercing Cloud Spear is a True Realm spear technique that the Dong family's ancestors obtained in a secret realm. It has been passed down from generation to generation and has never been taught to outsiders. The Dong family's martial arts schools were located throughout the five northern provinces, with thousands of disciples. They were one of the most powerful forces in the martial arts world at that time."

He paused, walked to the window, and turned his back to Sun Fan.

"But the good times didn't last long. The Dong family ancestor had an accident during a secret realm exploration and was seriously injured and died. Before he died, he divided the Dragon Roar Piercing Cloud Spear manual in two - the upper half of the Dragon Roar Spear was passed to his eldest son, and the lower half of the Piercing Cloud Spear was passed to his second son. His intention was for his two sons to support each other and jointly protect the family business."

"But you can't judge a book by its cover. The eldest son felt his father was biased and gave the more important second half of the book to his younger brother. The second son felt his father was foolish and passed the position of head of the family to his older brother. The two brothers fought openly and covertly for more than ten years, turning their rivalry from covert to open warfare."

"Finally, the eldest son, in league with an elder of the Dong family, raided the second son's house while he was away on business. The second son escaped with his life, taking the second half of the manual with him and fleeing to another place. The eldest son took over the family business, but the manual was incomplete, and the Dragon Roar Piercing Cloud Spear became the Dragon Roar Spear, its power greatly reduced."

"Where is that elder?" Sun Fan asked.

"The elder's surname is Shen." Shen Wuxiu turned around and looked at Sun Fan. "He is my grandfather."

The room fell silent.

Sun Fan stood there, still holding the photo in his hand, looking at the faces of the people in the photo. He suddenly noticed that in the far corner of the photo, there was a boy with a delicate face and big eyes, holding a gun taller than himself.

The boy had a scar on his face.

It wasn't deep, but it was on my cheek, like a tiny centipede.

Dong Dahai.

Sun Fan's fingers clenched the photo slightly.

"The Shen family helped the eldest son seize the Dong family's business, and they also profited handsomely themselves," Shen Wuxiu continued. "The Shen family took a large share of the Dong family's martial arts school, businesses, and disciples. It was with these resources that the Shen family gained a foothold in the north, which has been passed down from generation to generation, down to my generation."

"But the Shen family has been searching for the second half of the Dragon Roar Spear. Without the second half, the Dragon Roar Spear is incomplete. An incomplete True Return level spear technique is at best a rare level. The Shen family wants the real Dragon Roar Piercing Cloud Spear, and wants to restore the glory of the Dong family's ancestors."

Sun Fan placed the photo on the table and looked at Shen Wuxiu.

"Therefore, the Cloud Piercing Spear is in the hands of the Dong family."

"Yes." Shen Wuxiu nodded. "The second son who escaped back then was the ancestor of the Dong family. He changed his surname, replacing 'Dong' with 'Dong', and renamed the family's spear technique 'Cloud Piercing Spear,' which has been passed down from generation to generation. Now—it's the Dong Dahai you know."

Sun Fan remained silent for a long time.

He remembered Dong Dahai's scarred face, his taciturn nature, the way he held a gun, and how he never talked about his past.

It turned out to be the case.

"What do you mean by what you're saying and what you're investigating me for?" Sun Fan asked.

Shen Wuxiu remained silent for a while, then took out a letter from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"See for yourself."

Sun Fan picked up the letter and unfolded it.

The letter was very short, only a few lines long—

"Sun Fan, Class 5, Grade 1. His parents are missing, suspected to be related to the Dark Martial Arts School. During his three years of junior high school, he successfully trained his body under his father's guidance and became a martial artist. Later, he was framed and imprisoned, and then entered the Dark Martial Arts School through an introduction. Martial Arts: Family-inherited fist technique (rare level), and his swordsmanship greatly improved after a fortuitous encounter in a secret realm. Weaknesses: No background, no backing, and his rapid increase in strength has led to an unstable internal energy, with his swordsmanship level not matching his internal energy level. He can be defeated by overwhelming him with a higher level of internal energy."

The letter was unsigned.

Sun Fan put down the letter and looked at Shen Wuxiu.

"Who gave it to you?"

"Someone you don't know," Shen Wuxiu said, "but he knows you. He knows you very well, he knows your past, your martial arts, your weaknesses. He knows everything about you, but you don't know who he is."

"Why did he ask you to investigate me?"

"So that I'll kill you."

Shen Wuxiu's voice was very flat, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"In the year-end competition, senior students can compete against junior students. If you participate, I'll participate too. If we're drawn together, I'll beat you to a pulp in the ring, and no one can find fault with it."

Sun Fan's heart was racing, but his expression remained unchanged.

"You agreed?"

Shen Wuxiu did not answer. He walked to the wall, took down the spear, and weighed it in his hand.

"Sun Fan, do you know how long I've been waiting?"

"What are you waiting for?"

"We're waiting for the whereabouts of the Cloud Piercing Spear," Shen Wuxiu said. "The Shen family has been searching for decades, from the north to the south, from the mortal world to the secret realm, but we've never found a descendant of the Dong family. Until you appeared."

He turned around and looked at Sun Fan.