Chapter 8

By nightfall, Li Zhiying was holding snacks and offering them to Shanrou when Yuan Zong suddenly came out: "Young Master Li, I have made my decision. Unifying the Mohist Guild is a grand feat, but I am just an old man, and I fear I cannot achieve what you spoke of."

"An old warhorse may be tethered, but its heart is still set on a thousand-mile journey," Li Zhiying turned around and smiled, "Although you, Senior Yuan Zong, are a bit older, how can you easily give up? Besides, if you are willing, I will lend you a hand."

"An old warhorse may be tethered, but its heart is still set on a thousand-mile journey?" Yuan Zong, who had been somewhat disheartened, suddenly became spirited, "Young Master Li, you speak well. From now on, I will use my old body to help you achieve that grand goal and establish an ideal nation."

Hearing this, Li Zhiying immediately smiled and then looked at the slightly excited Shanrou, asking softly, "Shanrou, will you come with us?"

"I am not suitable," Shanrou immediately shook her head, "I am just a female assassin trying to survive; I can't do much."

Li Zhiying was not bothered by this and turned to Yuan Zong, saying, "Senior Yuan Zong, I am only skilled in martial arts, but I know nothing about sword techniques. Could you teach me a few moves?"

"Young Master Li, you are too kind!" Yuan Zong said, "I will pass on all of the Mohist Sword Technique to you!"

With Yuan Zong's unification, Li Zhiying was immediately delighted.

From then on, Li Zhiying began to learn the Mohist Sword Technique from Yuan Zong. While learning the Mohist Sword Technique, Li Zhiying also found an opportunity to reveal the secret of the Juzi Order.

When Yuan Zong saw the three supplementary techniques of the Mohist Sword Technique, he was greatly shocked. After reading the Mohist Military Tactics and understanding the new path of the Mohist Guild, he began to learn the three supplementary techniques, preparing to kill Yan Ping and reclaim the Zhao Mohist Guild!

As the underground boxing champion, although Li Zhiying was very skilled in combat, he knew nothing about sword techniques, so he had to start from scratch.

However, the path of martial arts is inherently interconnected.

After overcoming the initial difficulties, Li Zhiying's progress in learning sword techniques began to accelerate.

The Mohist Sword Technique is primarily defensive. With Li Zhiying's extraordinary strength, his movements were powerful and intimidating, making it difficult for others to approach. He even developed a defensive strategy that could be used offensively, which greatly surprised Yuan Zong, who called him a genius.

Of course, the greatest benefit Li Zhiying gained from the Mohist Sword Technique was not the method of using cold weapons, but the breathing guidance technique of the Mohist Sword Technique's mental discipline.

In the underground boxing ring, Li Zhiying had trained his body and muscles to their limits, focusing on physical strength and combat.

Such a martial path was fine when he was young, but as he aged, his physical strength would rapidly decline. With the Mohist Sword Technique, Li Zhiying felt a change in himself, believing that his physical strength would last longer.

After practicing the Mohist mental discipline for a few days, Li Zhiying's movements during his combat training on the mountaintop became fluid and graceful, a pleasure to watch.

"Your unarmed combat skills are quite unique, with simple and precise movements, each move designed to kill. However, this method does not align well with your nature, and it may be difficult to reach its peak," one noon, after Li Zhiying finished a set of combat moves, Yuan Zong said, "If you could learn a martial art that suits you, you would be much stronger."

"Senior Yuan Zong, you have keen insight," Li Zhiying nodded, "I developed this set of boxing techniques because I lived in an environment where life was on the line, so every move had to be lethal. These past few days, while practicing the Mohist Sword Technique and these combat techniques, I felt a bit uncomfortable. Now that you mention it, I understand why. I will look for a softer martial art in the future."

"That would be best," Yuan Zong nodded, then his expression became serious, "Young Master Li, I have now mastered the three supplementary techniques of the Mohist Sword Technique and am ready to teach them to you. Once you learn this sword technique, we will go down the mountain to eliminate Yan Ping and reclaim the Mohist Guild!"

When a straightforward person's thoughts change, they often go from one extreme to another.

Yuan Zong's desire to kill Yan Ping was no less than Li Zhiying's.

After learning the three supplementary techniques of the Mohist Sword Technique, Li Zhiying calculated the time and felt it was about right, so he returned to the real world.

After a good night's sleep at home, Li Zhiying woke up the next morning and quietly waited at the door. His parents were coming to pick him up today, and he hadn't seen them for ten years. He wondered how everyone was doing.

Thinking about it, Li Zhiying felt a bit agitated.

After checking the time repeatedly, Li Zhiying suddenly thought that instead of waiting anxiously, he might as well practice the Mohist Sword Technique to pass the time.

Li Zhiying picked up a dry branch from the ground, using it as a sword, and began practicing the Mohist Sword Technique on the spot.

The last three techniques of the Mohist Sword Technique have over a hundred usage methods.

When Li Zhiying learned them from Yuan Zong, he found them unique. Now, after practicing them one by one, he had a new and special understanding. After several rounds of practice, Li Zhiying ate two cans of meat, sat down, and began practicing the Mohist mental discipline.

This time, he quickly immersed himself in the practice, gradually forgetting his own existence.

"Zhiying?" Suddenly, a questioning voice came.

Li Zhiying opened his eyes and saw his father's face, which was clearly much older, with many wrinkles and a lot of white hair.

"Dad," seeing that face, Li Zhiying immediately showed a joyful expression, "I'm back!"

In the next moment, Li Zhiying saw his mother, grandfather, and grandmother.

"My dear," Li Zhiying's grandmother, Xu Qingfang, suddenly hugged Li Zhiying and cried, "You're finally back. I've missed you so much these years."

The family gathered together, crying and laughing.

Li Zhiying first shed tears, then sighed, and finally followed his family into the city to their new home.

"Zhiying, this room is for you," after the banquet, Li Zhenxia led Li Zhiying to a room and said, "You will live here from now on."

"Okay," Li Zhiying said, "Dad, let's move the things from our old home over after a while. Although they are old, I like that feeling."

"Sure," Li Zhenxia smiled, "I'll call a car to move them tomorrow or whenever. For now, stay here."

Li Zhiying smiled and nodded, then entered the house and began to adapt to the new environment.

The new environment was not as uncomfortable as he had imagined; on the contrary, Li Zhiying felt quite good.

However, when Li Zhiying looked at the Infinite Ring on his left hand, his expression became serious. With the development of the Infinite Ring, he would use the resources provided by this world to make money in reality. If he stayed at home all the time, some secrets would definitely be exposed.

Li Zhiying was not distrustful of his family, but he felt that knowing these secrets would burden them. Therefore, he considered whether he should rent a place outside.