Chapter 6

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

On the path below the mountain, two figures darted forward at an incredible speed, like lightning, chasing the wind and the moon.

"Mr. Duan, not bad, you can already use the Lingbo Microsteps after just learning them."

As he ran forward in large strides, Li Wuchang smiled at Duan Yu.

The reason Li Wuchang could use the Lingbo Microsteps immediately after learning them was due to the rules of the space created by the Main God's divine essence. Any skill, once learned, could be used.

However, it was only at a basic level, like knowing the surface. To understand it more thoroughly and master it more proficiently, one needed to fully grasp the technique and truly understand it.

It was as if the technique was divided into levels. When first learned, it was at level one. Over time, with deeper understanding and greater proficiency, it could be upgraded to level two, three, four, and so on.

Duan Yu was different. He was not a trainee in the Main God's space but a character from the story. After memorizing the Lingbo Microsteps, he could use them, which was truly impressive.

To achieve this, it greatly tested Duan Yu's understanding of the I Ching and his martial arts insight. It had to be said that in these two aspects, he was far superior to Li Wuchang.

"This stepping technique is based on the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching. Fortunately, I have read the I Ching, so I can quickly get the hang of it."

Duan Yu replied with great interest.

Duan Yu was very interested in academic pursuits, and the connection between the Lingbo Microsteps and the I Ching greatly piqued his interest.

They ran all the way, stopping only once to eat. The rest of the time, Li Wuchang and Duan Yu were using the Lingbo Microsteps to travel.

Under such full-speed running, it wasn't long before they arrived at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Sufferings Valley, a dark forest. On the left, nine towering pine trees stood in a row. Duan Yu walked to the fourth tree from the right, pushed aside the long grass, and a hole appeared on the tree.

"Mr. Duan, we have arrived at the Ten Thousand Sufferings Valley. You can go in by yourself. I have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave."

Li Wuchang bowed to Duan Yu and smiled.

Li Wuchang did not want to interfere too much with Duan Yu's storyline for the time being. Since he knew Duan Yu was not in mortal danger and always turned misfortune into good fortune, interfering might change the course of the story.

"Ah, Brother Leng, are you leaving now?"

Duan Yu was surprised and somewhat reluctant.

"There is no banquet that doesn't end. Brother Duan, I plan to head to the Central Plains to travel and see the beautiful landscapes there. In the future, if Mr. Duan comes to the Central Plains, we may meet again."

Li Wuchang nodded to Duan Yu, smiled faintly, and then, like a large bird, quickly disappeared into the distance.

The most exciting parts of the "Demigods and Half-Devils" storyline all take place in the Central Plains. Li Wuchang would eventually have to go there, and it was better to go sooner rather than later.

As for the storyline in Dali, it was a series of lucky encounters and heroic displays for Duan Yu, and Li Wuchang did not want to compete with him.

The journey from Dali to Gusu and Wuxi was long and arduous. Without money or a horse, and without any cultivation of the Northern Dipper True Qi, how could he make the trip?

The next exciting part of the storyline was the exposure of Qiao Feng's true identity in the apricot grove. Therefore, Li Wuchang decided to head to Wuxi first.

Thus, Li Wuchang decided to return along the original path and seek trouble with the Wuliang Sword Sect.

In Li Wuchang's memory, the Wuliang Sword Sect was a small and weak sect. Any slightly stronger expert could easily deal with Zuo Zimu and his group of useless disciples.

He activated the Lingbo Microsteps and hurried back to the foot of Wuliang Mountain. Li Wuchang found a hidden path and planned to secretly climb the mountain.

Suddenly, Li Wuchang sensed an unusual sound and quickly crouched down to hide. Sure enough, a moment later, clear footsteps approached.

"Little Sister, let's never return to Wuliang Mountain after this."

A man's voice spoke gently.

"Sure, I hope we never have to return. The farther we go, the better."

The woman's voice affirmed.

"It's all because of that brat who caused trouble. Otherwise, we would have left Wuliang Mountain long ago and who knows where we would be now."

The man's voice was resentful.

The woman comforted him softly, "It's okay, we can still escape now."

"Brother Gan, will you be good to me in the future?"

The woman's voice paused for a moment before speaking again.

"Little Sister Ge, what are you saying? Don't you trust me?"

Hearing this, Li Wuchang understood. It was Gan Guanghao and Ge Guangpei, who were in love and planning to escape and betray the sect. He remembered that they both met a tragic end, killed by Mu Wanqing's sleeve arrows.

"Perhaps, I don't need to go to the Wuliang Sword Sect."

Li Wuchang felt secretly pleased.

Although the Wuliang Sword Sect was a weak sect in Li Wuchang's eyes, with a master and disciples whose martial arts were weak, Li Wuchang was even weaker, with almost no internal energy.

The Lingbo Microsteps could cultivate internal energy. Walking through the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching once was equivalent to one complete cycle of internal energy circulation, generating internal energy.

However, while traveling, Li Wuchang did not use all the steps of the Lingbo Microsteps, so he rarely formed a complete cycle, and thus, he had almost no internal energy stored.

In this state of poverty and weakness, if he rushed to Wuliang Mountain, he might be killed before achieving his goal. On the other hand, Gan Guanghao and Ge Guangpei were only two people and should be easier to deal with.

Thinking this, Li Wuchang immediately took action. As Gan Guanghao and Ge Guangpei were about to pass by, Li Wuchang held his breath, remained still, and did not look at them.

Martial artists are somewhat sensitive to eye contact, and Li Wuchang did not dare to take the risk. It was better to be cautious.

When the two figures passed, Li Wuchang pounced on Gan Guanghao. Sensing something, Gan Guanghao turned back, but before he could draw his sword, Li Wuchang changed his position and pressed his left palm's Laogong point tightly against Gan Guanghao's Zhongshan point.

Activating the Northern Dipper Skill, a surge of internal energy immediately flowed out, like water gushing from a breached pond.

Gan Guanghao tried to turn and draw his sword, but Li Wuchang, bold and meticulous, quickly grabbed his right hand and held it firmly.

Gan Guanghao tried to break free but was shocked to find that he could not control his body, which began to tremble uncontrollably, and his internal energy drained away.

Trembling uncontrollably, like someone with epilepsy, in just a moment, Gan Guanghao's internal energy was completely drained. Li Wuchang stopped the Northern Dipper Skill and released him, and Gan Guanghao fell to the ground, powerless.

"Brother Gan!"

A worried cry, Ge Guangpei raised her sword and lunged, shouting, "Rogue, I will kill you."