Chapter 47

Those two were Huang Yunchong and his son, Huang Ganjun.

Su Yi was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly understood the situation.

Sure enough, Huang Yunchong hurried forward, his expression agitated, and said,

"Yesterday, I learned that Young Master Su bestowed a profound secret technique to my son, which left me deeply honored and surprised. I came today specifically to thank you, Young Master!"

As he spoke, he bowed deeply, with solemn respect.

Su Yi accepted the bow calmly.

The breathing technique he had created on the spot yesterday, though not particularly profound, was still a significant boon for the Huang family, who practiced the Form and Intent Six Harmonies Fist!

Huang Yunchong clearly understood what this breathing technique meant for the Huang family.

If he hadn't come to express his gratitude, it would have been abnormal.

"It was just a small effort. If there's nothing else, please feel free to leave, Clan Leader Huang."

With that, Su Yi walked into the mulberry grove to practice the Pine Crane Body Strengthening Technique.

Though his attitude was slightly cold, Huang Yunchong didn't mind at all.

When he learned from his son Huang Ganjun about the breathing technique Su Yi had taught, he had been so excited that he lost his composure.

After calming down, he came to a conclusion—

With this breathing technique, the Huang family would rise further and reach a new level!

This was something Huang Yunchong had never dared to dream of before.

The Dao cannot be easily transmitted, and techniques cannot be easily taught.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, a powerful breathing technique could change the fate of a clan!

"Son, remember what I told you yesterday. Work hard and don't辜负 Su Yi's cultivation."

Huang Yunchong took a deep breath and patted Huang Ganjun's shoulder.

Then, he bowed to Su Yi from a distance and quietly left.

"Yesterday's instructions..."

Huang Ganjun couldn't help but recall the solemn and serious words his father had said in front of the ancestral tablets in the family temple:

"Son, you are young and don't understand the significance of this secret technique. I can tell you plainly that with this technique, our Huang family will be forever grateful to Young Master Su!"

This was the first time Huang Ganjun had seen his father so solemn.

It was also the first time he realized that by simply following Su Yi, he had inadvertently brought a chance to change the clan's fate!

"Is this what they call 'one person attaining the Dao, and all the chickens and dogs ascending to heaven'?"

Huang Ganjun looked at Su Yi, who was practicing in the distance, and felt an unprecedented admiration and reverence.

Brother Su is truly a divine being!

After finishing his cultivation, when Su Yi walked over, he saw that Huang Ganjun had already prepared a hot breakfast and drinks.

"Hey, did you use spiritual herbs in today's bone soup?"

Su Yi's nose twitched, sensing a different aroma.

"Brother Su, my father said that in the coming days, the clan's steward will prepare a spiritual herb for you every day."

Huang Ganjun then took out a brocade pouch and handed it to Su Yi with both hands, "There are fifty spirit stones inside, a small token of our gratitude. Please accept them, Brother Su, or my father won't let me step into the Huang family's gates again..."

One spiritual herb per day for seven days, that's seven herbs.

Plus fifty spirit stones... The Huang family was really going all out!

Su Yi was taken aback.

The rarity and high price of spiritual herbs go without saying.

Spirit stones, such precious items, are extremely rare and cannot be bought with money.

According to Su Yi's knowledge, the three major families in Guangling City each had no more than a hundred spirit stones in their reserves.

But now, the Huang family had given him fifty at once!

"Huang Yunchong is indeed smart, knowing that the value of a breathing technique far exceeds these treasures."

Su Yi shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and sat down to drink and eat.

Huang Ganjun went to the open space in the grove to practice the Form and Intent Six Harmonies Fist.

After he finished, Su Yi pointed out some of his shortcomings and then left.

Apricot Yellow Cottage.

"With these spirit stones, we don't need to plan a trip to Yun Cang Mountain to gather herbs for now."

Sitting in the room, Su Yi poured the spirit stones from the brocade pouch onto the desk. Each stone was lustrous and clear, emitting a faint spiritual aura.

Though they were all the lowest-grade first-stage spirit stones, they were still very rare in the spirit-poor Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Good, with these spirit stones, I can perfect the tendon-strengthening stage in less than half a month!"

A faint smile appeared on Su Yi's lips.

Day after day passed.

Su Yi's life was peaceful and fulfilling, with no further setbacks.

In his spare time, he occasionally went to the Apricot Yellow Medical Hall to diagnose patients, check accounts, and collect payments.

He would also call out the clear and simple ghost girl, Qing Wan, at night to guide her cultivation.

When he was in a good mood, he would chat with her.

Unfortunately, the girl still showed a timid and fearful demeanor when facing him.

This left Su Yi speechless.

If she was so afraid to speak, he wondered what would happen if he touched her.

How could they practice together in the future?

After all, dual cultivation is not a game; there are many things to do, and some physical and spiritual contact is inevitable.

If something went wrong, it would become a disaster.

Of course, talking about dual cultivation was still far off. Su Yi had plenty of time to train Qing Wan to no longer fear him.

At night, Qing Wan would occasionally sit on the old locust tree and sing ancient ballads, her voice ethereal and beautiful.

It had to be said that Qing Wan was indeed a talented ghost.

During this period, Nie Teng also came twice to report to Su Yi.

For example, all places in Guangling City had been thoroughly searched, and seven locations where ghost corpse worms were raised were found and cleared, eliminating all hidden dangers.

Su Yi found this somewhat strange. Since Wu Ruoqiu was raising ghost corpse worms on his master's orders, why didn't his master send anyone to investigate after he and the worms were eliminated?

In the end, Su Yi deduced two possibilities.

The first was that the Yin Sha Sect might have learned about Wu Ruoqiu's fate and was secretly investigating the matter.

The second was that the Yin Sha Sect was still unaware of the situation and had not yet reacted.

Regardless of which possibility, Su Yi knew that the evil cultivators of the Yin Sha Sect would not let this go easily.

Of course, this potential danger was not something Su Yi was worried about.

A lowly sect that uses women's menstrual blood to refine swords—what could they possibly achieve?

As time passed, the Dragon Gate Banquet was drawing closer.

On the Da Cang River, boats were densely packed, and skilled craftsmen from Guangling City and Luoyun City on the opposite bank were busy setting up the banquet venue.

Discussions about the Dragon Gate Banquet had become the hottest topic in both cities.

Even ordinary citizens were eagerly anticipating it.

The banquet would start at night, and when it did, the Da Cang River would be dotted with lights, like a river of fire falling to the earth.

At that time, the night would be as dark as ink, and the river would be as brilliant as a painting, a truly spectacular sight.

One morning, in the mulberry grove outside the city.

"Brother Su, I've started to strengthen my tendons!"

Huang Ganjun was very excited, like a student waiting for praise from his teacher.

Su Yi only nodded and said casually, "With my guidance and the spiritual herbs provided by the Huang family, if you can't achieve this, further cultivation would be meaningless."

Huang Ganjun was immediately embarrassed, and his excitement faded.

Su Yi thought for a moment and added, "However, with your current martial arts skills, you have roughly reached the 'entering the hall' stage. At the Dragon Gate Banquet, you might still not be a match for Wen Jueyuan, but at least you won't lose too badly."

Cultivating martial arts is a process that goes from shallow to deep.

Any martial art can be divided into four stages of mastery: 'initial understanding,' 'entering the hall,' 'perfecting the technique,' and 'reaching the pinnacle.'

'Initial understanding' means being able to perform the techniques of a martial art completely.

For ordinary martial artists, reaching this stage is not difficult.

'Entering the hall' means understanding the subtleties and intricacies of the techniques, and being able to fully utilize the power of each move.

'Perfecting the technique' is a further step, where one thoroughly understands the martial art and can use it with ease, maximizing its power with every move.

'Reaching the pinnacle' means refining the martial art to the point where one can apply it flexibly and creatively, infusing it with personal insights and making it even more powerful.

When a martial art is refined to the 'reaching the pinnacle' stage, one gains a unique 'momentum'!

Such as sword momentum, saber momentum, or fist momentum.

However, ordinary yellow-grade martial arts contain very little profundity.

Reaching the 'reaching the pinnacle' stage is extremely difficult, let alone the 'perfecting the technique' stage.

The original Form and Intent Six Harmonies Fist of the Huang family had the potential to reach the 'perfecting the technique' stage.

However, with Su Yi's guidance and the breathing technique he taught, the fist technique had undergone a qualitative transformation.

As long as Huang Ganjun continued to practice, he would eventually reach the 'reaching the pinnacle' stage!

"Brother Su, the Dragon Gate Banquet will start in three days. Will you be attending?"

Huang Ganjun couldn't help but ask.

"Let's see how things go."

Su Yi said casually.

In his previous life, he had attended countless 'Dao discussions' that could shock the heavens, and every participant was a powerful figure.

For a small event like the Dragon Gate Banquet, he had no real interest.

Huang Ganjun was somewhat disappointed.

He had hoped that if Su Yi attended, he could easily win first place!

The thought of it made his blood boil.

"Brother Su, I heard that Zhou Huaiqiu, an inner elder of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, will also be attending. Those who perform well will be directly selected as the mansion's successor."

Huang Ganjun suddenly remembered something and said with anticipation, "So, I plan to perform well this time. Even if I can't be first, if I catch Elder Zhou Huaiqiu's eye, I can rise to prominence!"

"Zhou Huaiqiu..."

Hearing this familiar name, Su Yi was taken aback, and memories of the past flooded his mind.

After a moment,

He glanced at Huang Ganjun and shook his head with a smile, "Is that all you aspire to? That's too unambitious."

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PS: The supporting characters are being gradually arranged. Please don't worry...