Chapter 220: Chapter 111: Uncle Master?

’What a waste of good wine!’

Ge Changsheng let out a long sigh. He finally realized that no matter how great someone’s talent and disposition, the inheritance could never be passed on if their paths didn’t align.

He wanted a true Guardian Inheritor—someone who would inherit his Peak Martial Arts and protect Mingcan Courtyard for their entire life.

But clearly, Zhao Rui had no such intention.

“Elder Ge, this wine wasn’t a waste. While I can’t protect Mingcan Courtyard for my whole life, you’ve still taught me. If—and I’m just saying, *if*—you haven’t found an heir before you pass on, I can find one for you!”

Zhao Rui said.

“You’ve really got it all figured out, haven’t you! I’d rather take it to my grave than let a little brat like you get your hands on it.”

Ge Changsheng shot him a glare, picked up his chopsticks, plucked a peanut, and popped it into his mouth.

Zhao Rui just chuckled, unhurried, and refilled the elder’s cup.

The two of them continued to drink their wine at a leisurely pace, enjoying the sight of the rain at night.

After another half hour of drinking, Ge Changsheng finally spoke again, his tone unhurried. “You certainly have patience.”

“We’ve had enough to drink. I still owe you one Martial Art from last time. I’ll teach it to you now, along with another!”

“How much you remember is up to you!”

Ge Changsheng rose to his feet and suddenly leaped into the curtain of rain. His figure moved like lightning as waves of cold energy radiated from his body.

“From the vast primordial chaos, Yin essence seizes the Five Elders.

Xuanming lends its bones, frosted marrow tempers the six arts.

The palm extends, and qi congeals into heavenly snow.

The technique recedes, leaving eternal ice upon the brow…”

Zhao Rui quickly concentrated and calmed his mind, listening intently while circulating the True Qi in his body according to the chant.

After advancing to the Grandmaster Realm, his understanding of Martial Arts had clearly reached a new level.

The many obscure Spells were no longer as baffling as when he had first encountered the Charm Immortal Technique.

As if worried Zhao Rui wouldn’t be able to learn it, Elder Ge deliberately demonstrated the Body Technique twice and recited the Heart Method Secret twice.

After demonstrating this Ice Palm Force, Elder Ge didn’t stop. He continued on to explain the essentials of the next Martial Art.

This time, the Martial Art was a Body Technique called the Nine Leaves Dipper Step!

It wasn’t good for long-distance travel, but it allowed one to use footwork to instantly shift their body over short distances, almost like a short-range teleport.

It was better suited for dodging in combat and delivering a single, killing blow.

’This Martial Art of Elder Ge’s probably isn’t a conventional one. It seems more like something designed specifically for assassination.’

When he finished the demonstration, Elder Ge didn’t return to the Wall-Facing Chamber. Instead, he gazed down at Mingcan Courtyard below and murmured, “Twenty-three members of my sect lie buried here… In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years have passed…”

“In the future… Ah, forget it. Let fate decide!”

With that, Elder Ge leaped up, stepped onto the curtain of rain, and vanished into the night.

Zhao Rui’s brow furrowed. He felt a sense of melancholy from Elder Ge’s departure, as if he were entrusting his last words.

’In a world like this, what danger could a Peak Martial Artist like him possibly face?’

’Or does he feel his lifespan is at its end?’

But since Elder Ge didn’t say anything, it was clear he didn’t want him involved. Or perhaps, his level wasn’t high enough.

’There’s no point thinking about things beyond my control. Building up my strength is the only thing that matters.’

Zhao Rui waved his hand, and the door swung shut. He sat cross-legged on a cushion and began to study the new Cultivation Techniques he had learned.

…

「He spent the next three days in study.」

After Elder Ge’s personal demonstration, Zhao Rui already understood the workings of these two Cultivation Techniques by heart. He just needed to follow the steps and cultivate them methodically.

Of course, this speed couldn’t compare to just copying them, but there was no helping it. Elder Ge was as elusive as a Divine Dragon; being able to learn anything from him at all was already a stroke of luck.

Just as he was in seclusion practicing his techniques, ignoring all outside matters, a figure silently appeared in the woods outside Mingcan Courtyard.

The newcomer’s steps were light, their Lightweight Skill extraordinary, but their movements were slow. They held their breath and concealed their aura, moving with extreme caution as if afraid of being discovered.

After moving like this for a good while, the person finally leaped out from the forest and darted toward the small hill in front of Mingcan Courtyard.

’He lives here?’

The person looked at the small cabin in the distance and couldn’t help but frown.

Bloodshot veins crisscrossed their eyes as they darted about.

Just as they were about to dart forward, their ear twitched. They instantly concealed their figure behind a tree.

A moment later, a young woman with a graceful figure appeared on the small mountain path, carrying a thermos as she slowly walked up the mountain.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, with an elegant build. With each of her graceful steps, an air of gentle charm was revealed.

Seeing this young woman, the hidden person’s pupils widened slightly. ’What is she doing here?’

Startled, they held their breath even more tightly, terrified of making the slightest sound.

In front of the Wall-Facing Chamber, a dozen or so small fish swam leisurely in the pond, which was now full of water.

Beside the pond were several small, towering rockeries, upon which a few turtles were resting.

The young woman who had come up the mountain paused for a moment, then smiled and called out toward the Wall-Facing Chamber, “Senior Brother Zhao, are you in there?”

After she called out twice, the door opened with a CREAK, and Zhao Rui walked out.

“Shen Xinzhu? What are you doing here?”

Zhao Rui looked at the lovely girl before him, a slight frown creasing his brow.

“Senior Brother, Coach Wang told me to come learn the training camp material from you. You didn’t answer your phone, and I happened to have made some chicken soup, so I brought it for you to try.”

After speaking, Shen Xinzhu handed over the thermos she was carrying.

“Thanks!”

Zhao Rui smiled, not wanting to embarrass her, and reached out to take the thermos.

“How about next week? I’ll go to the courtyard next week to teach you. The content is actually very simple, just some methods for Body Refining and Qi Introduction.”

Zhao Rui explained.

“Okay! I understand. I won’t disturb you any longer, Senior Brother.”

With that said, Shen Xinzhu tactfully turned and walked back down the mountain.

Only after her figure had vanished at the foot of the mountain did the person who had been hiding in the shadows of the trees reappear.

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