Chapter 86

On this day, Wang Yue was practicing Tai Chi on an open space at the village entrance.

Xingyi Quan is domineering and powerful, but lacks suppleness. This was also the reason why Wang Yue did not become a supreme martial artist last time.

This time, Wang Yue was going to practice Tai Chi. Once Tai Chi reached the level of hidden strength, and all the meridians were unblocked, he would switch to cultivating internal energy. He hoped this time he could reach the path of supreme strength.

His younger sister, Wang Qian, sat on the side, quietly watching Wang Yue practice. Wang Qian was too young to understand martial arts, but she thought her brother's movements were very beautiful and looked very comfortable.

"Little sister."

A voice sounded behind Wang Qian.

Wang Qian was startled and turned around to see the red-clothed sister from before.

Seeing Dongfang Bubai, Wang Qian was very happy, but remembering that her brother was practicing, she quickly covered her little mouth and whispered, "Sister, you're here. Be quiet, brother said not to disturb him when he's practicing."

Dongfang Bubai sat down next to Wang Qian and whispered with a smile, "Okay, we won't disturb your brother. Let's focus on watching him practice."

Wang Qian nodded happily, "Okay."

Wang Yue closed his eyes, his movements following his senses, his steps steady, and his actions very fluid, like flowing clouds and water.

"Thud."

"Clap."

Wang Yue's Tai Chi would produce a powerful sound when transitioning between the most yang and the most yin energies.

"A thousand gold pieces can't buy a single sound."

This was because Wang Yue's internal martial arts had reached the level of manifest strength. Ordinary internal martial artists couldn't produce such an effect.

Dongfang Bubai watched Wang Yue practice, her brows slightly furrowed, and thought to herself, "Tai Chi? Why is it different from Wudang's Tai Chi? Especially his breathing, it doesn't seem like he's cultivating internal energy. Truly strange."

Wudang's Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword are renowned in the martial world, but they are also within the realm of internal energy cultivation.

Wang Yue's Tai Chi, however, was from the Chen family village and was different from Wudang's Tai Chi.

In the world of "Smiling, Proud Wanderer," there were no internal martial arts, so Dongfang Bubai didn't recognize Wang Yue's style. She only saw the shadow of Tai Chi, which made her feel strange.

Every time Wang Yue changed his energy, the sweat on his body was shaken into mist and dispersed in the air.

Tai Chi, the hammer method, is very powerful and fierce.

Dongfang Bubai was shocked, "What a powerful and fierce martial art. Wang Yue, this kid, indeed has many secrets."

After finishing a set of Tai Chi, the heat in Wang Yue's body was released all at once, like a huge steamer. Both Dongfang Bubai and Wang Qian could feel the heat coming towards them.

With the excess heat expelled, Wang Yue felt refreshed.

After these days of practice, Wang Yue's injuries had completely healed. Now, as long as he practiced systematically, it was only a matter of time before he recovered his previous strength, although it might take a long time.

"Why did you come?"

Wang Yue walked to his younger sister, Wang Qian, and asked Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not here for you, I'm here for the little sister."

Little sister? Wang Yue thought to himself, you call her so affectionately, but we're not that close to you.

"What martial art are you practicing?" Dongfang Bubai asked, "It looks very domineering and fierce, with a touch of suppleness. Your martial art can't cultivate internal energy, right?"

Wang Yue smiled, "Tai Chi. Don't you recognize it? In the Sun Moon Sect, isn't there the Wudang School's 'Tai Chi Classic'? My Tai Chi is just a rough version, of course it can't cultivate internal energy. It's just for strengthening the body. If you want to become a martial arts expert with this 'Tai Chi,' don't count on it."

Wang Yue didn't want to explain too much to Dongfang Bubai. He felt this woman was too mysterious and it was better not to get too entangled with her.

"I heard you brewed good wine. Can I try it?" Dongfang Bubai smiled.

"Come inside." Wang Yue carried Wang Qian and said to Dongfang Bubai.

He hoped Dongfang Bubai would leave quickly after drinking the wine.

...

Winter turned to spring, and ten years passed.

Due to Wang Yue's influence, Xiaohé Village did not become desolate but instead became very prosperous.

Wang Yue's house had a small building, which he designed himself, with a style similar to a Chinese villa.

Wang Yue's "Bamboo Leaf Green" wine sold very well, and over the past ten years, it had earned him a large amount of silver.

In the kitchen, Wang Qian was cooking.

Wang Qian, who had grown from a three-year-old cute little girl into a fourteen-year-old beauty, said, "Miss, A Liang has brought a wild rabbit and a mountain chicken."

Wang Qian replied, "Okay, I know. Put them outside, let my brother handle them when he comes back. We'll have wild game for dinner tonight."

"Brother said his martial arts will break through today, reaching the level of hidden strength. I wonder when he'll be back," Wang Qian thought to herself.

...

In the bamboo forest, Wang Yue, with short hair, wearing long pants and bare-chested, was practicing standing postures.

Wang Yue's veins bulged, his muscles rippled, and his abs rose and fell with his breathing.

Wang Yue's body emitted a rumbling sound, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of his blood flowing.

This was the "Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound" of internal martial arts.

"Boom."

Wang Yue's body trembled slightly, and his blood and qi vibrated.

A hint of joy appeared on Wang Yue's face. Hidden strength, achieved.

"Not easy, ten years, finally reached the level of hidden strength. Last time it took only four years to become a hidden strength martial artist, this time it took ten years. Good, all the meridians are unblocked. Starting tomorrow, I'll practice the Small Unparalleled Skill."

A hidden strength martial artist possesses the strength of ten thousand catties.

Wang Yue was not yet a match for Dongfang Bubai, but with his current martial arts realm, he could escape from her.

Wang Yue's body had recovered its slender form, his skin healthy and fair, and the scars from his previous injuries had disappeared.

"It's time to go back and eat." Wang Yue put on his clothes, "I wonder what dishes Little Sister made today? Hehe."

Thinking of his little sister, Wang Qian, Wang Yue's eyes were filled with happiness and affection.

...

As soon as Wang Yue returned to the village, the people who saw him greeted him.

"Master Wang."

"Master Wang, good."

Wang Yue not only had excellent medical skills but also opened a wine workshop in the village, making these people wealthy. They were very grateful and respected Wang Yue.

"Okay, everyone, good." Wang Yue smiled and nodded to everyone.

"Little Sister, I'm back."

As soon as he got home, Wang Yue called out loudly.

"Let's eat!" Wang Qian's voice came from the kitchen.

Bowls of dishes flew out and landed on the table in the hall, not spilling a single drop of soup, showing that Wang Qian had a deep mastery of force control.

"Brother, how about it? Has my martial arts improved?" Wang Qian walked out and smiled at Wang Yue.

Wang Yue nodded, "Yes, very good. Your internal energy control is excellent. In a few years, your martial arts should be able to become a top-notch martial artist in the world."

Wang Yue started teaching Wang Qian the Small Unparalleled Skill when she was six years old.

Originally, Wang Yue wanted to teach her internal martial arts, but practicing internal martial arts was indeed too hard. Every time he saw Wang Qian's painful expression while standing in postures, Wang Yue felt heartache, so he decided to let her directly practice the Small Unparalleled Skill.

The Small Unparalleled Skill is also a supreme skill, not inferior to internal martial arts. Li Qiushui, for example, specialized in the Small Unparalleled Skill and became a supreme expert.

Wang Qian's current martial arts had reached the level of a second-rate martial artist.

After taking a bite of rice, Wang Qian said, "My martial arts are powerful, but compared to Sister, I'm far behind. She is truly powerful. Brother, she is even more powerful than you."

Wang Yue frowned and said, "Little Sister, I'm telling you, that woman is not a good person. She's always mysterious. It's better to have less contact with her. I won't harm you."

Although Wang Yue and Dongfang Bubai had known each other for ten years, Wang Yue still didn't like her and had no good feelings towards her.

Perhaps it was because Dongfang Bubai was from the Sun Moon Sect and was a high-ranking member.

But Wang Yue didn't think about it, he himself was also a member of the Sun Moon Sect.

"Hmph. Brother, you're saying bad things about Sister again." Wang Qian pouted, displeased.

Over the past ten years, Dongfang Bubai had been very doting on her, even more so than Wang Yue. Whatever Wang Qian wanted, Dongfang Bubai would get it for her.

Wang Yue shook his head, stopped talking, and ate quickly. He had just broken through in his martial arts, consuming a lot of blood and qi, and he was really hungry.

...

At night, Wang Yue's ears twitched, hearing a sound on the roof.

"Wang Yue, come up, have a drink with me." It was Dongfang Bubai's voice.

Wang Yue coldly snorted, left the house, and lightly leaped onto the roof.

Dongfang Bubai was still wearing the same red clothes, dressed the same as ten years ago, without any change.

Dongfang Bubai still looked young, as if time had left no trace on her face.

"Did you steal wine from my cellar again?" Wang Yue sat down next to Dongfang Bubai and said.

Every time Dongfang Bubai came, she would first visit Wang Yue's wine cellar.

Dongfang Bubai smiled, "Your wine is really good. I've been drinking it for ten years, and I still like it so much. Every time I drink this Bamboo Leaf Green, I feel as if I'm immersed in nature, even smelling the fragrance of grass and trees. In these ten years, you've made a lot of money. Your wealth is probably more than the Sun Moon Sect's assets."

Wang Yue sneered, "The protection fees I pay to the Sun Moon Sect every year are not small, millions of silver taels. Your protection fees are heavier than the taxes of the imperial court."

Wang Yue didn't care about the amount of money, as long as it was enough. Xiaohé Village was at the foot of Blackwood Cliff. If he didn't give the Sun Moon Sect benefits, he wouldn't have peace. Over the past ten years, he had given the Sun Moon Sect tens of millions of silver taels, and they had been at peace.

In the eyes of the Sun Moon Sect disciples, Wang Yue was their god of wealth.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Wang Yue with a smile, "Wang Yue, you look younger and