Free Web NovelChapter 211: Chapter 162: Ancient Scripture
Su Junche turned and left, his hands clasped behind his back, looking utterly exhausted. But no one saw the brilliant smile that bloomed on his face the moment he turned away.
’That punk. All he thinks about is investigating his damn dead master. Are the dead really more important than the living? The two corps commanders set this up; does he really think he can defy us? Hmph!’
Su Yue stepped forward and gently embraced Yan Sea. A Martial Saint’s will was not to be refused, and besides, a part of her had also wanted to stop Yan Sea from acting so rashly.
Yu Fei’s thoughts, however, ran deeper. ’A dignified Martial Saint wouldn’t travel a thousand miles just to scold Yan Sea over a fit of pique. This Lord Honglian can’t be that petty. And she even prepared two scriptures.’
’Why two? If it were just one, you could call it a whim. But two... that suggests this was planned. Could it be... is there a problem with Teacher’s Cultivation Technique?’
So he voiced his suspicions.
Yan Sea seemed unconcerned, but Su Yue took the two scriptures and began to flip through them.
The yellowed pages of the two ancient scriptures bore the titles *Eight Celestial Dragons Purification Skill* and *Mahaprajna Sutra*.
Su Yue quickly finished flipping through the two scriptures, her expression growing grave.
Yan Sea said nonchalantly,
"Don’t worry about it. I’ll take a look at these scriptures later..."
"Yan Sea! I think Yu Fei is right. This might not be so simple!"
Seeing her stubborn man’s anger had yet to fade, Su Yue said in a calm, even voice.
"You know as well as I do that Cultivation Techniques aren’t passed down in ancient paper scrolls like this anymore. This might not be so simple. I’ll study them first. Didn’t Lord Honglian give us six months? We can enjoy our lives for now, but we must also study these techniques carefully. Besides, you have to help me with my own breakthrough!"
Only then did Yan Sea’s mood finally calm.
"Alright."
"I think... there’s one more thing," Yu Fei reminded them from the side. "Lord Honglian said Teacher’s Cultivation Technique is demonic. Is there some special significance to that?"
Yan Sea laughed freely. "Like I’ve said before, power itself is neither good nor evil. This ’demonic path’ talk is just an old excuse sects used to attack each other."
Yu Fei insisted, "I don’t think so. A Martial Saint wouldn’t joke about something like this."
Yan Sea grew displeased. "Yu Fei, I am your teacher, and I am in the Grandmaster Realm. Is your understanding of the martial path greater than mine?"
Yu Fei didn’t back down an inch. "Lord Honglian is a Martial Saint. Is your understanding of the martial path greater than hers?"
Yan Sea roared, "That’s because she’s biased against me!"
"Yan Sea! Something’s wrong with you..."
Su Yue realized, staring at him in horror.
Yan Sea was about to argue, but he suddenly realized something. The color drained from his face.
"I... I..." He trailed off, unable to continue.
"What’s happening to me?"
Yu Fei said gravely, "Teacher, it’s been half a year since we last met, and you’ve changed a great deal. While I don’t know what happened before, you completely lost your composure when you were facing Lord Honglian."
Yan Sea carefully thought back on everything that had happened recently. It seemed that ever since he’d advanced to the Grandmaster Realm, he’d been carrying a constant feeling of defiant resentment. He had originally chalked it up to the aftereffects of a sudden breakthrough after being suppressed for so long. But just now, he had felt a powerful surge of hatred for Lord Honglian, and had even found Yu Fei’s rebuttal detestable.
’This is all wrong,’ he thought. ’Lord Honglian is respected by every soldier in the army, and I used to be one of them. Yu Fei is the successor of the Jie Sword, the one who helped me achieve a Perfect Mental Realm. This was just a normal discussion about martial arts... why did I get so angry?’
Su Yue’s face was etched with worry. "You... why have you become so emotional all of a sudden!"
Yu Fei remained calm. "I believe the problem lies with what Lord Honglian called the ’demonic cultivation art’. We first need to understand what that is, and then use that question to find the answer. Her Lordship gave us two scriptures; they must be the key to the solution."
In truth, Yu Fei had noticed something else strange during this meeting: Yan Sea’s goodwill toward him had diminished.
This shouldn’t be the case. Yan Sea was a man who valued relationships deeply. Yu Fei had been instrumental in his breakthrough, and as the sole heir to the Jie Sword, it was strange that Yan Sea would become less attentive to him *after* he had mastered it. It was all very strange.
At first, Yu Fei thought it was normal for them to have drifted apart after six months. But Yan Sea’s attitude toward Honglian had set off alarm bells. The teacher who had once stressed that a Martial Artist must possess a sense of reverence had been far too impulsive today.
Su Yue suddenly spoke up. "My grandfather is coming tomorrow. We’ll ask him to take a look. He’s an expert in martial theory. Between his expertise and the two scriptures from Lord Honglian, we should be able to find an answer."
Yan Sea nodded. "Alright. I’ll stop my cultivation for now."
With the wedding just around the corner, this incident cast a shadow over the couple’s hearts.
Though Yu Fei was also worried, there was nothing he could do. He hadn’t even perfected his cultivation in the second realm; he wasn’t qualified to get involved.
Su Yue arranged for him to have top-tier cultivation resources, and Yu Fei completely immersed himself in high-intensity training.
The Xuanxiao Spirit Body truly lived up to its reputation as a silver-tier talent. With an unlimited supply of resources, the speed at which Yu Fei’s six viscera were strengthening doubled. He estimated he could break through and smoothly enter the third realm of martial arts within a month. Now *this* was the kind of speed befitting a silver-tier cultivation talent.
For a true genius, the first three realms of martial arts had no real cultivation barriers. Even without a supply of resources, they could force their way through on talent alone.
Yan Sea and Su Yue’s wedding arrived as scheduled. The hall was filled with guests. As the daughter of a Class-B Corps Commander, Su Yue was undoubtedly one of the most noble ladies in the Yu Kingdom. Su Junche’s social circle was vast, but Su Yue didn’t want to be too ostentatious, so they hadn’t held a lavish affair. Even so, guests arrived in droves, and many Martial Saints even sent gifts to offer their blessings.
