Great Dao Lord through Deducing Myriad Arts

Chapter 202: Chapter 179: Martial Path Like Unveiling a Veil, Each Realm a New Heaven

Step 1: Contextual Analysis

Literary genre: Chinese xianxia/wuxia web novel (martial arts fantasy)

Language style: Semi-formal narrative with dialogue, typical of Chinese web novels

Tone: Dramatic, with moments of humor and tension

Plot keywords: Death, funeral, family politics, martial arts cultivation, power dynamics

Characters:

- Wu Liangchen (male): Protagonist, a young martial artist with impressive fighting skills, recently reached Minor Fourth Realm

- Zhu Wan’Er (female): Daughter of recently deceased Zhu Zeyuan, handling family affairs

- Uncle Zhong (male): Seems to be loyal to Wan’Er

- Zhu Lei (male): Wan’Er’s cousin who wants to take over family affairs

- Xie San/Third Brother (male): Friend or associate of Wu Liangchen

- White Old Man/Father-in-law (male): Wu Liangchen’s father-in-law, makes dumplings

- Erya (female): Likely White Old Man’s daughter, Wu Liangchen’s wife or fiancée

- Mengchan (female): Friend of Erya

- Miss Lian (female): Friend of Erya

- Wen Yunlong (male): Someone who appears injured at the end

- Tie Wuchang (male): Someone Wu Liangchen defeated in a fight

- Cong Bo/Seventh Village Chief (male): Someone Wu Liangchen killed, creating conflict with Cyan Cloud Mountain

Step 2: Integrated Translation and Polishing

Now I’ll translate the text while applying all the rules: free𝑤ebnovel.com

The text begins with a funeral scene for Zhu Zeyuan. His daughter Zhu Wan’Er is grieving while some family members with ulterior motives try to take control of funeral arrangements and likely the family inheritance. Zhu Wan’Er shows her strength and decisively takes control of the situation.

The scene then shifts to Wu Liangchen, who is informed about these developments by Xie San. Wu Liangchen declines to attend the funeral, preferring to focus on his martial arts training. We learn that Wu has become quite famous after defeating Tie Wuchang.

We then get details about Wu Liangchen’s training routine and his cultivation progress, showing he’s broken through to a new level (53% of Bone Marrow Cleansing). He’s planning to take revenge against Cyan Cloud Mountain.

In the final scene, Wu Liangchen surprises his father-in-law with a custom-made dumpling cart, making the old man very happy. Then Wen Yunlong appears with something to discuss.

Let me now produce the final translation:

A cry of sorrow erupted, startling those outside the room.

Most people had grim expressions on their faces, and some couldn’t stop wiping away tears.

After all, during these years that Zhu Zeyuan had led the Zhu family, he had treated these family members quite well.

Now that he was dead, those with kind hearts naturally felt grief.

However, some with ulterior motives exchanged meaningful glances, then used the pretext of mourning to rush into the bedchamber.

"Uncle!"

"Grand-uncle!"

Amid the wails, these people fell to their knees, but their eyes held not a trace of tears. They were secretly observing everything in the room.

After crying for a while, one of the older men stood up, walked to the bedside, and with feigned grief said consolingly, "That’s enough, Wan’Er. Stop crying. What if you make yourself sick? We should focus on arranging the Elder’s funeral now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man jumped forward. "Yes, my uncle has passed away. We should give him a proper send-off."

"The coffin has already been prepared. We should set up the mourning hall now and notify all relatives and friends."

The man spoke with absolute confidence, not even glancing at Zhu Wan’Er who was kneeling on the ground. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

He was Zhu Wan’Er’s cousin and Zhu Zeyuan’s nephew, Zhu Lei.

"Good, let’s do as Xiao Lei suggests!" said the older man, about to make the final decision.

Just then, Zhu Wan’Er, still kneeling, suddenly spoke up.

"No need for your concern. I’ve already notified our relatives and friends. The mourning hall materials and white cloth will be delivered shortly."

At these words, Zhu Lei’s expression froze, but he quickly recovered with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "Good, good that you’ve notified them."

Zhu Wan’Er stood up, wiped the tears from her face, and said coolly, "Stop crying, everyone. He’s gone. What use is crying now? We’ll move the body immediately and hold the burial in three days."

"Three days? That won’t do. Our Zhu family is prominent and wealthy. To hold the vigil for only three days seems too..." Zhu Lei immediately jumped out to oppose.

But Zhu Wan’Er remained silent, merely giving him a cold stare.

For some reason, Zhu Lei felt a chill down his spine and awkwardly closed his mouth.

Then Zhu Wan’Er finally spoke, "This was my father’s wish. The funeral will be simple. And from now on, if anyone dares to openly oppose what I say, don’t blame me for being discourteous."

Zhu Lei’s face alternated between red and purple after being so firmly put in his place. Just as he was about to erupt, Uncle Zhong somehow appeared behind Zhu Wan’Er, coldly staring at everyone in the room.

Zhu Lei immediately cowered and meekly retreated.

Along with him, the concubines who had been fake-wailing, seeing no advantage to be gained, dispersed like the receding tide.

Zhu Wan’Er gave a slight cold snort, full of disdain. "With such little courage, they still dream of seizing the family fortune. What fools."

Soon, news of Elder Zhu’s death spread rapidly throughout Huangpu Guard.

Many people watched secretly with an attitude of spectators, expecting to witness a good show of fighting over a wealthy family’s inheritance.

After all, such incidents were common not only in Huangpu Guard but throughout Great Yan.

However, the result surprised everyone. The funeral proceeded smoothly, almost without a ripple.

Those extended family members who had been sharpening their knives, hoping to take a bite out of the family fortune, didn’t even have room to resist. They were cleanly and efficiently dealt with by Zhu Wan’Er.

When this news reached Flower Square, Xie San, who was drinking tea, first froze, then smiled at Wu Liangchen sitting opposite him.

"Looks like we worried for nothing. She didn’t need our help at all."

Wu Liangchen wasn’t particularly surprised.

Based on his daily interactions with Zhu Wan’Er and the cunning and methods she displayed, it would have been strange if she couldn’t handle such a simple family matter.

"Tomorrow is Elder Zhu’s burial. Do you want to go pay your respects?" asked Xie San.

Wu Liangchen hesitated briefly, then shook his head. "I won’t go. Please send a gift on my behalf."

"That’s probably for the best. You’re quite famous now, and your presence could cause unnecessary complications."

Since Wu Liangchen had killed Tie Wuchang with three punches, his reputation had reached a new height.

If previously people spoke of him as merely a rising star, now when they heard Wu Liangchen’s name, they felt only reverence, treating him as a true giant in the martial world.

After all, a Minor Fourth Realm Martial Artist under twenty years of age would, barring accidents, likely become a Grandmaster-level figure.

Such an existence would attract attention wherever he went.

So overnight, countless factions had sent invitations to Flower Square, respectfully inviting Wu Liangchen to visit. But Wu Liangchen hadn’t even bothered to look at them, having Xie San decline them all.

He had no interest in engaging in meaningless social niceties with these various factions.

That time was better spent consolidating his martial realm.

For instance, now, after Xie San left with his men, Wu Liangchen came alone to the back courtyard of Flower Fragrance Courtyard to practice.

By now, Wu Liangchen had a fixed routine for his practice.

He started with Five Animals Fist to warm up, followed by Mixed Origin Stance to enhance his martial realm, then Eight-Step Wind-Chasing Fist for striking techniques, along with Golden Body Cross Training Skill and Jingzhe Blade Technique.

After completing the entire routine, Wu Liangchen felt his Qi and Blood burning like fire, yet he had barely broken a sweat.

"Status," Wu Liangchen silently commanded, and a light screen appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Wu Liangchen] [Age: 18]

[Life Fire: 107 strands]

[Five Animals Fist (Proficient 387/500)]

[Mixed Origin Stance (Proficient 455/500)]

[Eight-Step Wind-Chasing Fist (Proficient 388/500)]

[Sun-Chasing Archery Skill (Proficient 392/500)]

[Jingzhe Blade Technique (Proficient 102/500)]

[Golden Body Cross Training Skill: (Skilled 96/200)]

[Bone Marrow Cleansing (53%)]

All his martial skills had progressed significantly, but the most important was the final entry about his realm.

Actually, when traveling to Dinghai City, Wu Liangchen had already been on the verge of breaking through the Blood Transformation threshold.

On the return journey, he experienced intense combat, and with his strength growing, this threshold—difficult for others—was passed naturally.

There were no fancy changes; at the time, Wu Liangchen had merely felt his Qi and Blood suddenly become scalding hot like fire, accompanied by steadily increasing strength and perception.

Wu Liangchen felt that martial cultivation was like peeling away veils.

Each breakthrough removed one layer of separation from the world, eventually leading to ultimate reality.

For instance, after completing Blood Transformation, Wu Liangchen felt both his strength and perception had reached an entirely new level.

Wu Liangchen roughly estimated that this breakthrough had brought about a twofold increase in strength.

This twofold enhancement was no small matter. Given that Wu Liangchen’s base strength was already formidable, this doubling represented a terrifying amplification.

That’s why he had been able to kill Tie Wuchang so effortlessly.

Clenching his fist, intense fighting spirit blazed in Wu Liangchen’s eyes.

Now that Erya was settled, it was about time to return to Cyan Cloud Mountain to collect some interest.

Wu Liangchen knew that after killing Seventh Village Chief Cong Bo, the conflict between himself and Cyan Cloud Mountain had become irreconcilable.

Currently, they were preoccupied with attacking Dinghai City, which was why they hadn’t dealt with him yet.

Once they captured Dinghai City, they would definitely come after him to maintain their mountain village’s authority.

Rather than waiting passively, it would be better to take the initiative. Though he might not be able to defeat the Great Village Chief, he could still eliminate his underlings and weaken his forces.

However, before that, he needed to make thorough preparations.

When Wu Liangchen returned to his small courtyard, the old man from the Bai family was staring absently at a flower in the garden.

"Father-in-law?"

"Oh, Erya went shopping with Mengchan and Miss Lian. They’ll be back soon," the old man said somewhat distractedly.

"I’m not looking for them. I’m looking for you!"

"For me? What for?" the old man turned his head in confusion.

Wu Liangchen smiled mysteriously. "Come with me!"

With that, he led the old man outside.

As they exited the courtyard gate, they saw a young man pushing a modified covered cart toward them.

The cart was quite spacious, with glass-fitted windows, looking rather high-end.

Looking inside, a large pot made of fine steel was prominently visible. The stove was wrapped in snowflake iron to prevent fire hazards.

Beside it were various cooking utensils and containers of all shapes and sizes.

At the front of the cart were four large characters painted clearly:

Bai Family Dumplings.

"How is it, Father-in-law? Are you satisfied?" Wu Liangchen smiled.

The old man’s voice trembled with excitement. "Is... is this for me?"

"Of course it’s for you. Why don’t you try it out and see if there’s anything you’re not happy with? If there is, I’ll have it fixed right away," Wu Liangchen said.

"Good, this is wonderful! Now I don’t have to worry about sudden rain, and I can sell dumplings while sitting in the cart. It’s perfect!" After climbing into the cart, the old man excitedly touched and examined everything, clearly delighted.

"You can also store tables and chairs here, which makes packing up easier," Wu Liangchen demonstrated the cart’s features.

The old man’s eyes suddenly reddened. "Xiaowu, I never expected that when I mentioned it casually, you would remember. I’m so grateful."

"Don’t mention it, Father-in-law. It’s what I should do!"

"Good, good! I’ll go prepare right away. I can start selling tonight." The old man was overjoyed, a complete transformation from the absent-minded person sitting in the courtyard earlier.

Wu Liangchen watched with a smile, feeling moved.

The dumpling cart had cost only three silver coins, yet it could make the old man happy for a long time.

So this money was well spent!

As he was helping the old man explore the dumpling cart, Wen Yunlong, injured and pale-faced, appeared at the alley entrance, peering in cautiously.

"What is it?" Wu Liangchen called out, knowing immediately that Wen Yunlong must have something to discuss.

Wen Yunlong’s body trembled slightly, then he hesitantly walked over. "Brother Wu, I do have something to tell you, but please don’t get angry."