A man stands before the heavens, his sword emerges from the Emei Mountains.

The Qiantang River was bustling with activity, its red-painted pavilions and embroidered doors adorned with vermilion gates, and its carved carriages vying for attention.

There is a building overlooking the river, with its beams and pillars shaped like a flying phoenix, named "Flying Phoenix Misty Rain Pavilion".

Spring sunlight streamed through the window, a bright beam separating Ding Minjun and Li Mingxia as they ate.

Before going into seclusion, he consulted with Master Ji, who was familiar with the geography of Jiangnan, and then sent Jingjia, Ding Minjun, and Li Mingxia to Qiantang to build a temple and gather information.

After half a year, they set up "Jingshui Nunnery" on the banks of the Qiantang River and recruited more than ten disciples, which can be considered as getting on the right track.

Jingjia was quite skilled in medicine, and Ding Minjun had a fiery personality. She once punished a gang that came to the nunnery to cause trouble and demand protection money. Over time, she made "Jingshui Nunnery" famous.

Wealthy women and courtesans from the city often came to burn incense and pray, and to seek medical treatment and recuperation. As a result, the incense offerings gradually became more and more popular. Ding Minjun felt that she was wasting her talents. Thinking this, she couldn't help but pick up her chopsticks and shovel the food around in the dish.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister?"

Ding Minjun said irritably, "You can govern an entire sect just by governing a nunnery. Jing Shui Nunnery is becoming increasingly prosperous. In less than a year or two, it can be expanded and more disciples can be recruited. It is thriving. So why can't I become the successor of my master's mantle?"

"But this is also good. Senior Sister can stand on her own and is respected by people. The Emei Sect is growing stronger. In the future, Senior Sister will also be a highly respected elder."

"Pah! I'm the one who's young and beautiful. What elder? Tell me, in what way am I inferior to my junior brother?"

"Junior brother exposed Yunze; he's really amazing. Even Master was kept in the dark by that evil monk."

Ding Minjun didn't want to argue about this, so she rolled her eyes and asked, "By the way, how did he discover the evil monk?"

Li Mingxia shook her head vigorously, "I can't say. My junior brother instructed me not to tell anyone."

"Am I an outsider?"

"Senior sister, please don't make things difficult for me."

Ding Minjun glared at her.

Only a few footsteps echoed inside the building before a sharp, sarcastic voice rang out: "Haha, junior brother, guess who I saw?"

"who."

"That annoying woman with high cheekbones."

"Poisonous Hands Without Salt?"

"Exactly."

Ding Minjun turned her head and saw Jian Jie and his group from the Kongtong Sect walking up, followed by Xue Gongyuan and others from the Huashan Sect, as well as a tall and thin middle-aged man.

This was originally a trip by Tang Wenliang, Xianyu Tong, and others from Mount Emei to Mount Wuling to inquire about Bai Guishou.

The conflict between the Eagle Sect and the Five Poisons Sect caused quite a stir, attracting many people from the martial arts world. Upon arrival, they learned from the remaining martial arts men that Bai Guishou had been kidnapped by an old woman.

Xianyu Tong breathed a sigh of relief. There was no need to stay in Sichuan, Guizhou, and Hunan for long. He also learned about Bai Guishou's whereabouts. It was a stroke of luck. The group discussed that the old woman had captured Bai Guishou, and of course, she also wanted the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Once they got information from the interrogation, they would definitely go out to sea to search for it. So they headed straight for Qiantang.

By a twist of fate, while Jian Jie and his companions were gathering information, they encountered a wealthy man from Qinghai. They had a pleasant conversation and went to a restaurant for drinks, where they ran into Ding Minjun.

Ding Minjun couldn't stand the ridicule. She flew into a rage, stood up abruptly, grabbed her water glass, and threw it. Jian Jie was not a magnanimous person to begin with. He was angry that Chen Yu had suddenly attacked him in Emei County, punching him in the face and making him look bad in front of his fellow disciples and the Huashan Sect. He was also resentful that he was refused lodging in the county. He sneered, "Nothing special, just a petty trick."

In a flash, Jianjie caught the teacup and threw it back at Ding Minjun.

Ding Minjun reached out to grab it, but Jian Jie was incredibly skilled. The porcelain cup spun, and the moment her fingertips touched it, the teacup shattered, splashing tea all over her.

Spring was in full bloom, but Ding Minjun, dressed in thin clothes, was soaked with tea and looked quite disheveled.

"Bastard." This curse word just came out of my mouth.

Who are you insulting?

"Senior Brother Jian, you mustn't be reckless." Xue Gongyuan of the Huashan Sect said, but his hands were a beat too slow, and Jian Jie approached like a ferocious beast.

With a clang, the longsword broke free from its sheath, but before it had even extended a foot, Jian Jie's right hand pushed against Ding Minjun's elbow, and the longsword was sheathed again.

Jian Jie is known as "Saint Hand Jia Lan" because he has practiced martial arts for decades. Ding Minjun can fight with a sword for a while, but he is much inferior in close combat with fists and feet.

Ding Minjun's palm strike in Hanyang was swift and successful entirely because of Chen Yu's help, not because it was a comparison of their actual cultivation levels.

Jian Jie seized the initiative, leaning forward suddenly. "What did you just call me? Say it again if you dare."

"Senior sister, you mustn't."

"Bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard."

"Clap clap clap clap"

Four slaps landed on Ding Minjun's cheeks. In the sunlight filled with floating dust, Ding Minjun spun around and fell backward. Li Mingxia overturned the table, but the tall, thin man strode over and placed his right hand on the wooden table.

The wooden table remained motionless as a simple, straight punch landed on Li Mingxia.

Li Mingxia used her Snowdrift Cloud-Piercing Palm technique to deflect the force with her right hand, employing the "Parting the Clouds to See the Sun" technique. However, due to the difference in their cultivation levels, Jian Jie's fist slightly deviated and struck her shoulder.

With a few quick steps, Li Mingxia crashed into the wooden building with her back to him. Jian Jie, seizing the opportunity, pressed on relentlessly, closing in with fluid movements, and his powerful fist landed on Li Mingxia once more.

With a loud crash, the window shattered into pieces, and the person fell headfirst out.

Later, Ding Minjun went berserk and led her recruited disciples to seek revenge on the disciples of the Kongtong Sect. The disciples, who only knew some simple techniques, were no match for her and were utterly defeated.

Jingjia arrived, but was injured by the Qinghai tycoon.

After the Emei Sect was defeated, the gang that had been taught a lesson by Ding Minjun heard the news that night and secretly set fire to Jing Shui Nunnery.

……

Time slips away in the mountains and treetops, and before we know it, spring birds are singing, and it is already April, a time of fragrant blossoms.

Chen Yu sat upright on the Buddha's Palm Rock, his gaze sweeping over the scroll he was copying in his hands.

"Bones are born from essence and energy, and are connected to tendons. The contraction and expansion of tendons increases strength, and when bones are aligned correctly, marrow is full. The contraction and expansion of tendons and the flexibility of bones are all related to training..."

He sighed with emotion, having completed the fourth stage of the "Tendon Changing and Bone Strengthening" cultivation. The bone density in his bone marrow increased, his blood-producing ability improved, the bone marrow became cleaner and cleaner, and his blood and qi became vigorous. Blood carries qi and can generate strength. Now, the newly generated blood in his body flows like a surging river, and the blood and qi circulate, washing his limbs. Once the internal qi circulates through the body once, it can condense into a strand of pure internal energy.

If in the past, the improvement of internal strength was like a gradual, slow process, now it is like a mighty river flowing ever larger, and the difference in the advancement of internal strength is like heaven and earth.

Chen Yu wondered what stage his master had reached in his six-month seclusion. He looked toward Woyun Nunnery with great curiosity, knowing that with his jade ruyi, the past six months were equivalent to nearly two years.

During this period, the Emei School has seen remarkable development.

With the construction of temples in Guanzhou, Hanyang, and Wushan counties, and the assistance of the Changwei Escort Agency, the Emei Sect has become well-informed in the Sichuan and Chongqing region. Now, outer disciples with solid foundational skills can practice the Four Symbols Sword Formation.

The first three sections of the "Yi Jin Duan Gu" cultivation method can be passed on to outstanding disciples who pass the examination. Zhou Zhiruo, Tang Zhihu, and Shi Jinkui are examples of this. Compared to when Chen Yu first arrived at Emei, the overall strength of the disciples in the sect has improved significantly.

Chen Yu was no exception. His internal strength increased dramatically with the advancement of the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" (a martial arts manual), and he chased after the spirit ape in the mountains and fields every day. His lightness skill was outstanding, and he also mastered the "Luo Ying Jian Fa" (a martial arts technique) and "Xuan Feng Sao Ye Tui" (a martial arts technique).

"Senior brother."

Suddenly a sound came, and Chen Yu looked over to see Yang An leaping over.

Yang An, now deeply accustomed to bone-forging cultivation, possessed extraordinary strength. He quickly reached Chen Yu and asked, "Has something happened in Qiantang?"

"What happened?" Chen Yu asked hurriedly.

Yang An handed the letter to Chen Yu. "Senior Sister Jingjia hired a security escort agency to deliver the letter. She didn't open it, but she learned from the escort that 'Jingshui Nunnery' was burned down."

Chen Yu's expression darkened as he opened the letter to read it.