Chapter 15

Three secret manuals: one palm technique, one basic sword method, and one lightness skill.

This was something Dongfang Sheng had long considered. Among the various martial arts in the world, such as boxing, palm, foot, finger, sword, saber, spear, halberd, and so on, the ones he liked or wanted to learn the most were sword and palm.

He preferred simple, effective, and elegant attack methods. Although knives and fists were simpler and more domineering, the perfectionist in Dongfang Sheng disliked their roughness, much like his slight obsession with cleanliness. Therefore, he chose the more refined and elegant categories of sword and palm.

As for the lightness skill, it was indispensable, especially when one's strength was weak. Moreover, when speed reached a certain level, it would also become a simple, effective, and elegant way to deal with enemies.

The palm technique, Bi Bo Zhang, was a high-level human-grade palm technique. It wasn't that the Sun Moon Divine Sect didn't have higher-level palm techniques or wouldn't give them to Dongfang Sheng, but rather that a too high-level palm technique would not be good for him.

Given his current immature talent, insight, and low realm, giving him a too high-level palm technique would be difficult for him to comprehend. It would be better to give him a human-grade palm technique, allowing him to gradually build a solid foundation from the bottom up, making it easier for him to learn higher-level palm techniques in the future.

Similarly, the basic sword method and the accompanying steps were also human-grade high-level techniques. The basic sword method covered all the fundamental moves and usage of the sword, which, though not graded, was essential for sword practitioners.

The accompanying steps were also a high-level human-grade lightness skill, suitable for both long-distance travel and close combat.

These three secret manuals would be the main martial arts Dongfang Sheng would practice over the next two years, and even the most important support for him when he first entered the martial world.

Thus, Dongfang Sheng officially began his new path of cultivation.

Time passed slowly as Dongfang Sheng practiced, day after day, year after year.

Ten years passed mercilessly.

In the southern part of the Divine Continent, in Yunnan.

In the city where Dongfang Sheng once begged, known as Cangwu City, the city was large, with a constant flow of people and vehicles.

On the central street of the city, there was a two-story but very large and spacious inn. At that moment, the inn was bustling with people, both martial artists and ordinary people.

Despite the large number of people, the somewhat irritable lower-level martial artists were very well-behaved, not causing a commotion and being quite polite to the waiters.

For such a large inn to survive in the city center, where land was precious, and to make these martial artists behave so well, it could only mean one thing.

The inn had a powerful background, one that ordinary martial artists dared not provoke.

At that moment, on the second floor of the inn, an old man and a young boy were sitting at a table by the corner. The boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old, while the old man looked to be in his sixties.

The young boy was constantly looking around the inn, his eyes full of curiosity, clearly a newcomer to the martial world.

After a long time, the young boy finally couldn't hold back and asked the old man curiously, "Grandpa, whose inn is this? It can make these martial artists behave so well!"

"Ha ha ha!" The old man smiled, his eyes filled with affection as he gently said, "Where are we?"

"Yunnan!" The young boy, puzzled by the old man's simple question, replied hesitantly.

"Which force in Yunnan is the strongest?" The old man continued to smile, seemingly testing the young boy.

"Hmm!" The young boy thought for a moment. It was clear that he had a good family background and was well-versed in the various sects and forces in the world. After just two seconds, he said seriously, "There are two major forces in Yunnan: the Five Poisons Sect in Miaojiang. Although the Five Poisons Sect doesn't have any grandmasters, its members are skilled in poisoning, and the higher-level members are particularly adept, with only a few places in the world that can compare."

"And the other... Grandpa, are you talking about...!"

The young boy seemed to have thought of something and asked with a hint of excitement.

"Ha ha ha, yes, it's the Blackwood Cliff of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, not far from this Cangwu City. This inn was built just two years ago, and it was personally established by the person you admire so much." The old man stroked his beard lightly, speaking with a teasing tone.

The young boy, however, didn't mind the teasing and asked excitedly, "Grandpa, did he really build it himself?"

"Of course, in Yunnan, every city has a Yunlai Inn, all of which were established by that person over the past two years." The old man didn't care about the young boy's doubt and said kindly.

"Um, I heard he became the Right Envoy of the Sun Moon Divine Sect two months ago, that's amazing!" The young boy said with admiration.

"Um." The old man nodded, agreeing but also somewhat melancholy, "Dongfang Bubai is indeed formidable. Even I can't say I can defeat him at his young age."

"Grandpa!" The young boy looked at the old man's melancholy with concern.

"Ha ha ha, it's nothing, just a fleeting thought. Dongfang Bubai is indeed a prodigy. It's fine to admire him." The old man smiled, dispelling his melancholy and encouraging the young boy.

"Um!" The young boy nodded firmly, then, thinking of his idol, his eyes lit up, "Dongfang Bubai...!"

"Um...!"

The young boy got a bit too excited, and his voice grew louder, drawing the attention of the people at the surrounding tables. When they heard the name "Dongfang Bubai," they all turned to look at the young boy.

The young boy, feeling a bit embarrassed, stopped talking. The people around, seeing his young face and the look of admiration, smiled knowingly and turned away, no longer paying attention to him.

Another young admirer of Dongfang Bubai!

But thinking of Dongfang Bubai, they couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration, longing, and fear.

In the Yunnan region and its surroundings, if you asked who was the most famous, the most talked about, and the most admired and feared in recent years, they would all have the same answer: Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai, what an arrogant name! And the meaning behind it was even more arrogant and lawless!

Rising in the east, invincible among equals!

This was a meaning that almost 100% of the people in the world would resent, yet a teenager made countless people have to admit this name.

The story began six years ago, when a boy of about twelve appeared in Yunnan. He was cold, proud, and possessed early-stage innate strength, surprising many.

Later, after he coldly killed many people, others learned that he was from the Sun Moon Divine Sect and was named Dongfang Sheng.

Although he was from an evil sect, no one was foolish enough to shout about righteousness and justice, as Yunnan was within the influence of the Sun Moon Divine Sect. All the righteous sects in the world knew this and didn't come to eliminate the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

Why?

First, it was because of strength. The Sun Moon Divine Sect was a first-rate force, and in an era where grandmasters were rare, a grandmaster was a god-like expert. The Sun Moon Divine Sect had one grandmaster.

Moreover, according to the unwritten rules of the world, each force generally devoured the forces adjacent to their territory, rarely crossing boundaries to attack.

Even if a powerful force crossed boundaries to destroy another, besides some fame and wealth, they wouldn't gain the greatest benefit: territory. The territory of the destroyed force would be swallowed by the surrounding forces, and unless it was a mortal enemy, why would they exert so much effort?

More importantly, in the current world, each force had its own concerns and checks and balances. The righteous forces had their own, and the evil and demonic forces had theirs. Even the two super sects, Shaolin and Wudang, were the same. Without a significant advantage or a life-or-death situation, even if two forces were adjacent, who would dare to act rashly?

Therefore, although various slogans were shouted and battles were constant, with new forces appearing and disappearing every day, first-rate forces and above did not engage in high-level confrontations.

Righteous, demonic, and evil forces intertwined, and a righteous expert might not even attack a demonic expert if they met.

So, although Dongfang Sheng's life in Yunnan was not easy and he was constantly in battles, he survived and gained much.

However, a year later, in the eyes of many, Dongfang Sheng seemed to be crazy and looking for death. He challenged various experts, all of whom were at the same realm as him.

What was even more surprising was that these experienced experts all lost to Dongfang Sheng, and over 90% of them were killed on the spot, with only a few managing to escape narrowly.

At the time, Dongfang Sheng's actions angered many, but this was in Yunnan, and due to the Sun Moon Divine Sect's influence, no one powerful enough to challenge him came forward. After all, killing and being killed in the martial world was too common.

Those who sought revenge were mostly the relatives and friends of those killed by Dongfang Sheng. Their strength was not high, mostly at the same realm as Dongfang Sheng or one realm higher. They all died, yes, all of them.

Most of those at the same realm as Dongfang Sheng died under his palm, while those one realm higher died under his sword, always with a single fatal strike. It was as simple as drawing his sword, and then they were dead. That year, Dongfang Sheng was thirteen, and his realm was the third stage of innate strength.

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