Chapter 35

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Essential Healing Plot in Martial Arts Novels

"Could it be that he wants to learn it himself before saving Mrs. Hu?" Suddenly, a thought popped into Ding Dian's mind, and he couldn't help but console, "Young Master Song, your insight is unparalleled, something I have never seen in my life. However, the Shen Zhao Jing is profound and vast; it's absolutely impossible to learn it in a moment."

"Just read it if I tell you to, no need for so much chatter, and read faster!" Song Qingshu coldly retorted.

Seeing his疯狂的神色, Ding Dian knew he had fallen into a demonic state. However, since he had injured him first, out of guilt, he still recited the second half of the Shen Zhao Jing: "Heaven covers and earth supports, all things come to life. Those not yet out of the earth are called yin within yin; those that have emerged from the earth are called yang within yin..."

Ding Dian recited faster and faster, and Song Qingshu's eyes grew brighter and brighter. When Ding Dian finished the last sentence, Song Qingshu waved his hand, "You two, get out quickly!"

"How is this possible!" As Ding Dian left, he couldn't help but look back. Song Qingshu's meridians had clearly been severed before, but now, after hearing the Shen Zhao Jing, his eyes were full of vitality, and his aura clearly indicated that he had just completed the initial stage of the Shen Zhao Jing.

"I must be crazy!" Ding Dian pinched his thigh hard, and the pain confirmed he wasn't dreaming. He was already quite proud of his martial arts talent, having mastered the Shen Zhao Jing in five years through self-study without a master's guidance. But this time, he encountered someone even more extraordinary, who had mastered the Shen Zhao Jing just by listening to it once, and he was previously a cripple with severed meridians!

"It seems this is just a game!" Feeling his meridians fully healed and his true qi surging, Song Qingshu laughed bitterly. The idea of mastering a martial arts technique just by hearing it was something he had only seen in games in his previous life. Players would obtain a manual, and as long as they met the cultivation conditions, a right-click would instantly max out the skill.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't hear the cold voice of the system NPC. Looking at the beauty in his arms, Song Qingshu smiled broadly, "Whether it's a game or not, I am real, and Sister-in-law is real, and that's enough."

As a well-traveled Earthling, since his transmigration, Song Qingshu had always been skeptical of everything, making several hypotheses. The one he considered most plausible was that after the car accident, he was taken by scientists for a secret experiment, and his consciousness was extracted using virtual reality technology and placed in this designed game world...

In fact, this was all Song Qingshu overthinking. The universe is vast, and Earth's scientific system is just a drop in the ocean, unable to explain many wondrous phenomena. Unfortunately or fortunately, transmigration is one of them, and how this familiar yet chaotic world was formed is another.

Since Song Qingshu's soul had transmigrated, his soul power was several times stronger than that of the natives of this world. Don't underestimate this difference; it brought a qualitative change. Things that others needed years to learn, he could learn in a moment, and this was the reason.

"I'm sorry, Sister-in-law." He had promised not to let other men touch her, but he wasn't just any other man. When he set her bones, he had already touched what he should and shouldn't. Song Qingshu silently recited, gently untying her clothes.

Mrs. Hu had felt increasingly cold, her body becoming lighter, slowly floating in an endless darkness... Suddenly, a light appeared in the sky, and the sun slowly rose.

The sunlight warmed her body, and she felt heavier... Where am I?

Mrs. Hu slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness gradually returning. Suddenly, her face turned pale when she realized she was completely naked. At that moment, Song Qingshu's voice came from behind her, "Sister-in-law, don't be alarmed. I have mastered the Shen Zhao Jing and am healing you. Your injuries are severe; don't let all the effort go to waste."

Mrs. Hu sighed inwardly, "What a troublemaker. Last time he touched me, and now he's seen everything..."

Feeling the warmth from his palm on her back, Mrs. Hu's heart trembled, and she clenched her teeth, closing her eyes and leaving it to fate.

After a night of treatment, Song Qingshu finally pulled Mrs. Hu back from the brink of death. When the two opened the temple door, they were greeted by Ling Shuanghua's kind smile and Ding Dian's stunned expression.

Ding Dian had no time to worry about Mrs. Hu's blushing face; instead, he pulled Song Qingshu aside and asked many questions. Upon learning that he had truly mastered the Shen Zhao Jing, his expression became complicated, "I was hesitating whether to eliminate you while you were still in your growth phase..."

Song Qingshu was startled. After a night of treatment, his true qi was completely depleted, and he had no resistance.

Ling Shuanghua laughed and scolded, "Brother Ding, don't scare Young Master Song. If you hadn't been rash last night, none of this would have happened."

Ding Dian smiled awkwardly, bowed, and knelt, "Brother Song, last night I judged a gentleman by a villain's standards and repaid kindness with enmity, almost causing this... Miss Hu to perish. I apologize to you both." He didn't know Mrs. Hu's name, only that they called each other aunt and nephew. Seeing their close relationship and thinking about the healing process, which required undressing, Ding Dian's expression was strange as he hastily called her Miss Hu.

Song Qingshu had wanted to tear him apart a thousand times the previous day, but since Mrs. Hu was now safe, he had practiced the Shen Zhao Jing, and his meridians were restored, he felt more lenient and quickly helped him up.

After a night, it felt like a different world. The four sighed deeply, and after some small talk, Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua, seeing Mrs. Hu was fine, bid farewell and left.

During this time, Song Qingshu hesitated about whether to remind them not to return to Jingzhou. Seeing Mrs. Hu's weak expression, he suddenly decided, "Let it be. If you return to Jingzhou and are harmed by Ling Tuisi, it's your own fault for hurting Sister-in-law."

Left alone, Mrs. Hu felt uneasy, and neither of them knew how to break the silence.

As a modern person, Song Qingshu didn't mind what had happened last night, but he was afraid Mrs. Hu might be too shy and get angry if he wasn't careful.

Finally, Mrs. Hu couldn't bear the awkward silence and asked, "How did you make Ling Tuisi agree to the marriage?"

Song Qingshu almost laughed. He hadn't expected her to ask such an unrelated question after so long, but he forced himself to explain, "When I was alone with Ling Tuisi, I used the 'Nine Yin Manual.' When he heard my specific instructions, he repeated them word for word."

"?" Mrs. Hu was secretly alarmed.

"It often works on those with weaker skills or evil intentions," Song Qingshu explained, "but it's useless against someone like Sister-in-law, who is skilled and pure-hearted." Song Qingshu was relieved. After his meridians were severed, he couldn't practice the 'Nine Yin Manual,' a supreme martial arts technique. In his frustration, he studied the text repeatedly and discovered that the soul-shifting technique didn't require internal energy circulation but relied entirely on mental power. At that moment, Song Qingshu realized that if the conditions were met, he could instantly master martial arts.

"I don't believe you; you're trying to cover it up," Mrs. Hu's voice became sweet and innocent.

"Do you want to try?" Song Qingshu's heart raced, and he stared at her intently.

Mrs. Hu looked at him, met his burning gaze, and her heart fluttered. She replied impulsively, "Try it, then."

"Sister-in-law, look into my eyes..." With her consent, Song Qingshu didn't hesitate.

As soon as their eyes met, Mrs. Hu felt as if she was falling into a huge vortex, losing her consciousness.

"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although he had more in mind, Song Qingshu's rationality remained, and he didn't dare give too extreme an order.

"Um~" Mrs. Hu answered in a seductive voice, walking over and wrapping her arms around Song Qingshu, resting her head on his chest.

Holding the warm, soft beauty in his arms, Song Qingshu thought he had gone too far. In a panic, he snapped his fingers, and Mrs. Hu regained her senses, realizing their position. She pushed Song Qingshu away in a mix of shame and anger.

"Sorry, sorry," Song Qingshu explained awkwardly, "I forgot I just mastered the Shen Zhao Jing, and my internal energy might be a bit higher than Sister-in-law's..."

Mrs. Hu sighed, looking at him with a complex expression, "Qingshu, if you... had a momentary lapse, how many virtuous women would you ruin?"

"Sister-in-law, don't misunderstand. I'm not that kind of person," Song Qingshu quickly clarified, "Martial arts are not inherently evil; it's the person using them who is good or evil. The Jiaolong couple also know this technique. Do you think they are villains?"

"Fine, I can't argue with you," Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you must promise me..." She felt a mix of shame and anger, thinking if he couldn't control himself and made her serve him, what would happen...

"Sister-in-law, rest assured, I will never use it on you again," Song Qingshu's expression turned serious, and he solemnly promised.

"Sister-in-law is relieved," Mrs. Hu smiled, the rising sun illuminating her beautiful face, making Song Qingshu stare in admiration.

Noticing his intense gaze, Mrs. Hu had already made a decision.