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

Chapter 96 A teacher need not be more virtuous than his disciple

The lake is level in August, its surface reflecting the vast sky.

As dawn breaks, the water and sky merge into one, reflecting each other in a magnificent spectacle.

Bu Hui got up and rubbed her eyes, surprised to see Chen Yu sitting cross-legged in front of her, but her body was rising and falling as if she were sitting on waves, and her whole body was shrouded in a chaotic cloud of energy. Perhaps because of the morning glow, it even showed a little red light.

"What kind of technique is big brother practicing? It seems even more powerful than mother's." Bu Hui was young and ignorant, and in her mind, the most powerful person in the world was her mother. But after seeing Chen Yu make a move several times, and now seeing an unknown and incomprehensible scene, she formed an intuitive conclusion in her hazy consciousness: big brother is more skilled than mother.

Extinction had also been practicing all night. The morning breeze, like a gentle tide, lapped in through the open window, landing on her face. The moist air soothed her soul. She finished her practice, stood up, and strolled outside the room. Looking around, she saw Chen Yu practicing, and like Bu Hui, she was astonished. She thought to herself, "Yu'er is using the power of her qi and blood to cleanse her bones, making them pure and strong. Bones are the residence of marrow, storing bone marrow. When the bone marrow is full, the blood flows rapidly, and the qi and blood further propel the blood flow, nourishing the tendons, bones, and joints. Because the qi and blood are so abundant, a considerable portion of it is expelled through the acupoints and pores, forming a cloud of qi. I've never even achieved this. Yu'er, what are you doing?"

"According to the description in the Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian (易筋锻骨篇), this phenomenon only appears when the fifth stage is about to be completed. Yu'er has actually cultivated to this level."

Extinction, who had just completed the third stage of fascia tempering, was overjoyed. "Yu'er is exceptionally talented. There is hope for the revival of Emei. After the war with the Five Poisons Sect ends, I must also practice diligently. Otherwise, I will not be able to keep up with Yu'er's progress and how can I guide her in martial arts?"

Thinking this through, Miejue's expression was unusually joyful and happy. She turned and walked to the bow of the boat, only to see the lake surface as calm as a mirror. Birds skimmed across the clear waves, creating ripples. The Demonic Sect's large ship had long since disappeared.

"Wei Yixiao has repeatedly plotted against my disciple; I will surely avenge him."

Completely unaware of the world around him, Chen Yu, who had once been seen by the Extinction, found his bones, now cleansed by the blood energy, becoming flawless like bright jade. With each cycle of his internal energy, finer impurities were expelled from his bone marrow and blood. As the blood energy transported the pulse energy, the Nine Yang Internal Force increased by a wisp, and the strength was then concentrated and filled the bone marrow. The bone marrow, in turn, continuously produced fresh blood. This cycle repeated itself until the sun was at its zenith. Chen Yu's blood energy surged like a furnace fire, spreading from his limbs and bones to his fingertips and hair. A plume of blood energy formed and shot several feet high. Then, his spine undulated, making cracking sounds.

call----

Chen Yu exhaled a breath of scorching white air, his eyes suddenly snapping open, a glint of light flashing before disappearing into nothingness. He felt the immense life force within his body, a look of joy on his face. He had completed the fifth stage; the next step would be bone forging and blood exchange, generating the power of a dragon and an elephant.

"Yu'er, what's wrong?"

Chen Yu leaped up, "My disciple has broken through to the fifth level."

"Ah, haha, hahaha————" Extinction knew that Chen Yu was cultivating the fifth stage, but she never expected that he would actually break through the barrier in one fell swoop this morning. She was surprised and then delighted.

"If Yu'er were to encounter Wei Yixiao again, even if he took two punches from her, he probably wouldn't be able to handle it."

Chen Yu pondered the scene of his fight with Wei Yixiao the night before. He realized that he was still inferior in terms of internal strength, but with the help of the Jade Ruyi to aid his cultivation, he could break through the sixth stage of the Blood Exchange within half a year and was sure to defeat his opponent.

His thoughts returned, "Thank you for your kind words, Master. I will continue to work hard and follow you to slay demons and monsters as soon as possible."

"Good, good, good." Miejue said "good" three times in a row, but in her heart she couldn't help but feel grateful that her master had given her guidance and brought Yu'er into the Emei sect.

At midday, the large ship docked just before entering the Xiang River.

Jingxu led several disciples ashore to buy rice, noodles, and vegetables, while Chen Yu headed towards the mountains to find a pool to bathe in. The night before, he had strengthened his muscles and bones, releasing his qi and blood, leaving his body sticky.

After walking a few miles, he heard the sound of a clear spring. After walking another hundred steps or so, he suddenly heard the sounds of a fierce fight.

Could it be my senior sisters?

Chen Yu stretched out his body and leaped into the forest.

Blood splattered, and the broken grass whipped up by the wind from the blade swirled down. The burly man advanced like a ferocious beast, followed by more than ten Yuan soldiers. The man's swift steps allowed him to catch up with the monk and seven or eight others in front of him in just a few breaths.

"Walk."

A burly man with a knife and a white turban turned and pounced on the strong, leopard-like man. The two figures collided in an instant, the long knife flew into the air, and the burly man was punched and sent flying sideways.

Another man in white turbans charged forward. The burly man dodged the man's blade with a seemingly casual step, and his Vajra Fist landed on the man's body. The steady yet rapid sound was like the beating of a drum, and the man in white turbans trembled all over, as if he were floating in the air.

In the instant the burly man dodged and chased after him again, the man with the white turban wrapped around his head had his sternum shattered, and his body lay limp on the ground like mud.

"Where do you think you're going? You think you can escape from Buddha's Five Finger Mountain?" The burly man sneered and lunged at the monk in front of him.

Swish————

Suddenly, the bushes in front of the burly man parted, and Chen Yu, his face wrapped in a black cloth, moved in with lightning speed. The burly man was taken aback and his ten fingers clenched like eagle claws. Chen Yu's powerful fist smashed away the burly man's claws, and his other fist was already swinging towards his waist and ribs.

The burly man shifted his position and retreated swiftly. Chen Yu stepped forward, leaped up, and delivered a powerful punch and elbow strike. With a loud bang, the burly man was struck in the chest by the elbow and staggered backward. Chen Yu then pushed off with his steps, unleashing the eighteen punches of the Ancient Tomb Martial Arts Fragment "Wenji Returns to Han" like a sudden storm, raining down on the burly man.

"ah----"

The burly man took several punches, and then a fist enlarged in his line of sight. In the instant the heavy blow rang out, the burly man was punched in the chest, sent flying several feet away, crashed into a large tree, and bounced to the ground.

The sudden arrival of reinforcements delighted the monks and others. With a whistle, they turned around and attacked the Yuan soldiers.

Chen Yu looked at the burly man who had been hit by punches and elbows, yet whose expression remained fierce and ruthless, his muscles bulging like iron ingots beneath his clothes, and said, "A lay disciple of the Vajra Sect?"

The burly man's expression changed drastically. "And who are you?"

"That's deadly."

As Chen Yu lunged forward, the burly man roared and lunged forward with a punch. In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu's punch suddenly transformed into the "Nine Forms of Intercepting Hands." His arm twisted in mid-air, hooking the burly man's arm and dragging him around rapidly several times. In the instant he released his grip, he raised his knee like a spear, striking the burly man's abdomen. As the man bent over, Chen Yu raised his arm and swept his elbow like a knife, striking the burly man's cheek.

The burly man's face was instantly deformed, and he rolled over and crashed into a tree root, losing consciousness.

Chen Yu surveyed the battle. The several burly men wielding knives and clubs had no particular martial arts techniques or routines; they were fighting with brute force. He picked up a long sword from the ground and charged forward. His figure moved swiftly, and with a few flashes of the gleaming blade, he cut down all the Yuan soldiers on the ground.

The monk took a few deep breaths, then quickly stepped forward. "My benefactor, please leave your name. Zhu Chongba is deeply grateful."

The air suddenly became still, and just as Zhu Chongba was feeling uneasy, the black cloth in front of him was slowly lifted, revealing a handsome and dashing face.

Zhu Chongba was taken aback.

Chen Yu sighed inwardly and came back to her senses.

Zhu Chongba regained his composure and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "My benefactor is veiled; you must be a renowned figure in the martial arts world. So you are a young hero."

"Zhu Zhuangshi, what are you waiting for?"

Zhu Chongba said, "I became a monk at Huangjue Temple, but due to a famine, the temple received no alms, so I wandered around begging for alms. When I passed through Jiangxi, I happened to encounter a battle between the rebel army and the Tartars, so I joined in and killed a few Tartars. The rebel army was defeated, and we were chased by the Tartars to this place. The night before last, we heard a howling sound and thought it might be a fellow traveler from the martial world who had fled here to seek help. Could it be that you, young hero, are the one who made that howling sound?"

His wisdom was extraordinary. Chen Yu thought to himself, "Indeed, it's rare to see a monk kill a Tartar."

"A wolf that has been starving for seven days dares to tear apart a tiger. Having no other choice, I have no other option but to do this. Please leave your name, my benefactor." Zhu Chongba said, and then clasped his hands in a salute.

"Chen Yu, a disciple of Emei."

"He was originally a disciple of Abbess Miejue, no wonder he is so chivalrous and has extraordinary skills."

"Of course," Chen Yu replied politely. "Where are you all headed?"

"Take it one step at a time."

"Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao can be killed, but the Ming Cult cannot be annihilated by the Tartars." Chen Yu thought to himself, and said to Zhu Chongba, "When you encounter the Tartars, you are only fighting with your blood and guts. Ordinary Yuan soldiers are fine, but if you encounter a skilled opponent, you will hardly survive. I will teach you a set of skills. If you practice diligently, you will be more than capable of killing enemies in the future. Are you willing to learn?"

Zhu Chongba was overjoyed. "I couldn't have asked for this. Thank you so much, my benefactor."

"Let's go find a place."

"Okay."

Chen Yu went first. A man was touching the corpse when Zhu Chongba took out his knife and finished him off, killing the unconscious lay disciple of the Vajra Sect. He then kicked his companion who was touching the corpse and quickly followed.

After wandering around, the group arrived at a dense forest in the mountains, where Chen Yu taught Zhu Chongba a set of Hung Kuen (a style of Chinese martial arts).

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