Chapter 9 - 9 9 The Worldly Society in Old Wu's Words (Please Favorite and Follow)

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Chapter 9: Chapter 9: The Worldly Society in Old Wu’s Words (Please Favorite and Follow) Chapter 9: Chapter 9: The Worldly Society in Old Wu’s Words (Please Favorite and Follow) Chen Yuan’s chest heaved, With each breath, the furnace fire in his Dantian rose. Fierce fire burned fiercely, controlling a vast amount of True Qi, passing three barriers, up to the Twelve Story Building. Yang ascending, Yin descending, scouring the Ren Meridian, this Yin Meridian. This task was typically a slow grinding process, yet when infused with a touch of a domineering force, True Qi generated itself and a massive amount of it surged forth. Like a powerful dragon crossing a river, it ploughed through his meridians, refining muscles and cleansing marrow. During this process, the bruises and hidden injuries on Chen Yuan’s chest and back were also swept away. His whole body gradually felt light and sprightly. This process lasted for nearly half an hour. By the time Chen Yuan ended his cultivation, The progress on his Inner Scripture Diagram had reached 74%. A bit less than what he had expected. He clearly felt that as he progressed further, each increase in cultivation level became more difficult. Naturally, more Luck Points were required. He opened his eyes, feeling the rolling of Dantian True Qi, his strength greatly enhanced. This sensation of rapid strength increase gave him the impulse to return to the Feixian Sect and wreak havoc once more. But as soon as this thought surfaced, Chen Yuan immediately suppressed it. Becoming alert. Being greedy for achievements and rashly advancing is a great taboo for a soldier. An ant hole collapses a dike; a fly lands on an egg, small gains constructing traps are just fleeting dreams. The rush of increased strength was exhilarating, igniting greedy delights But he must not lose his sense of proportion. He took them by surprise, saw the opportunity and withdrew, thereby retreating gracefully, What awaited him otherwise would be a trap of death. Based on his current understanding, this sect had sinister and unpredictable methods—what he had encountered was surely just the tip of the iceberg. He must be cautious. As thoughts swirled in his mind, suddenly, a knocking sound came from outside. Chen Yuan’s eyebrows raised slightly with curiosity. He was a loner, not acquainted with many, and his door hadn’t been knocked on for a long time. Stepping out, he opened the courtyard door. He then realized. It was Old Wu! “Old Wu, why have you come? Aren’t you selling at the stall today?” Old Man Wu appeared anxious, but upon seeing Chen Yuan unharmed, he finally relaxed. “Sir, are you alright?” he looked over Chen Yuan carefully with some caution. “Come in first to talk!” Chen Yuan invited him in, guessing that he had probably heard some news. “Sigh” Old Man Wu bent his body slightly as he entered. Once inside the house, Chen Yuan saw the wine and meat in the other’s hands. “Not bad, Old Wu, you’re thoughtful, even bringing wine and meat.” Upon hearing this, Old Man Wu just stretched a smile, standing aside and skillfully pouring wine for Chen Yuan. “There’s no need to be so formal with me, sit down. Did you come because you heard some news?” Chen Yuan picked up his cup and asked him. Old Man Wu did not sit down but nodded affirmatively, “The word has spread throughout the county that the entire village near Five Miles Temple perished; severed heads were found, not belonging to the villagers, including a Demon’s head.” “Another thing, there’s a family in the eastern market area: the male head of household died suddenly last night, and today, while the widow was watching over the coffin, a blood-covered youth brought something in, and then the lady died too. People discovered that she was holding the head of a strange beast in her hands before she died.” “That household’s male head was a Dart master at You Mountain Escort Agency, who had an incident at Five Miles Temple. The old man remembered I had written about this job before and handed it to you, sir.” “It wasn’t hard to guess that it was sir, who did these things.” “And only you, sir, would be willing to do so.” “However, it seems that you might have been injured. Worried about you, the old man took the initiative to come here.” “Oh, you, showering me with such compliments definitely warms my heart.” He smiled and shook his head, pointing to Old Man Wu. But Old Man Wu’s face was serious: “I’m not flattering you.” “I’ve been with you for several months, sir, and I’ve seen how, in this cutthroat world, you’ve tried your best to run around for the townsfolk, slay demons, and eliminate evil; Old Man Wu has seen it all.” “Before you, I had served three masters. Though they were responsible, not one was willing to do as much for the people.” “So, I hope you, sir, can live a long, long time!” These words were spoken with sincere feeling. Chen Yuan found it somewhat embarrassing; Old Wu was overestimating him. He was just an ordinary person, without any lofty sentiments, trying his best simply to survive in this world and enhance his strength. “This world devours people, and you’re right about that.” “Man devours man, demons devour man; every day, I can see dead bodies, far from the carefree life of battling wrongs in the worldly society that I had imagined.” Chen Yuan drained his cup of wine, putting the cup down with a smack, suddenly emotional. That feeling of loneliness, wanting to talk to someone. Old Man Wu seemed to dredge up certain memories, his voice deepening. “The worldly society has always been there; it’s just that this place is too far removed from it. In this tiny area, there are hardly any martial arts practitioners; back then...” Old Wu’s face seemed to be filled with stories. This piqued Chen Yuan’s interest. Since his transmigration, he had been stuck in this remote corner, never having seen the outside world. Old Wu must know a lot. “You have stories, I have wine!” “Sit down, tell me about the outside world.” Saying so, he poured Old Wu another cup. Old Wu took the wine, carefully sat down, and slowly drank it all. It seemed as if he was savoring the memories of the past, his expressions slowly changing. “Since the master wants to listen, then this old man will tell. From which year should I begin?” “Let’s start from the 181st year of Tianlong. At that time, this old man was eighteen, had mastered the Blood Movement Realm from the martial arts school and set out to make my mark.” “At that time, ...” As Old Man Wu’s narration proceeded, a scroll of the worldly society adventures slowly unraveled, following a young man on horseback. The young man traveled far, and later through a twist of fate, he joined the Sky Patrol Department. He had seen demon chaos; a single demon destroying a whole city with its overwhelming ferocity. He had seen someone confine themselves with a boundary for twenty years, then with one sword, their cold light illuminating the entire realm. He had seen someone fighting alone over three thousand miles, avenging their enemies with bloodshed. There were also the Hundred Schools flourishing; every person as strong and noble as a dragon. But in the end, the young man didn’t add a striking stroke to this scroll; he just kept struggling at the bottom of the Sky Patrol Department, Later on, during a demon-slaying operation, he was gravely injured by a demon and barely escaped with his life. But his martial arts were ruined, barely clinging to life. Eventually, after many turns, he became a patrol officer for the Sky Patrol Department, assisting the Mountain Patrol Military Officer, and arrived in Qingshan County. Until now. This was Old Wu’s story. After listening, Chen Yuan felt quite touched. However, the worldly society depicted in the story awakened some longing inside him. “Sir, I’ve finished talking, please forgive my ramblings; just an old man who’s washed up,” said Old Man Wu, smiling at the end. “Why say that? Cheers! I also toast to the worldly society you’ve narrated!” Chen Yuan raised his cup, with a spirited toast, “Cheers!” The old man’s voice hoarse, he also raised his cup. An hour later, Chen Yuan watched as Old Wu left. His face showed a trace of tipsiness. He had just enjoyed a good chat with Old Wu, talking about many things. The thrilling world of chivalry in that worldly society, so beautifully strange. (Thanks to “Du A Sha” for the 100 Luck Points reward, and to “Rain on the Eaves in April” for the monthly ticket)

Chapter 9 - 9 9 The Worldly Society in Old Wu's Words (Please Favorite and Follow)

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