Chapter 1604: Chapter 62: Limited Aspirations When Poor_2
The short gun clanged as it hit the ground, sending shivers through the remaining robbers.
“Eight left.”
Recalling the High-Carbon Steel Short Sword, Old Ying Xu did not even glance at the corpse that had slid down the cliff, but said to the few remaining, “So, how about it? Anyone else feels they haven’t unjustly killed the innocent and wants to co out and talk? If not, I’m going to make a move.”
…
Half a day had passed since returning from South Mountain Stream to Danmu Town, but Kaba’s heart was still not at peace.
Coming to his senses, he still couldn’t accept the transformation of Brother Old Ying from the holy lands.
Anyone who can read has heard the stories of the saints wiping out the Demon Race, so in Kaba’s mind, the descendants of the saints are naturally noble and sacred, possibly…
What shattered his longstanding perception was Old Ying Xu’s antics more ludicrous than a scavenger’s after annihilating the Overturning Sky Thieves.
How could a descendant of the saints go around picking up weapons dropped by bandits and looting the bodies…
“Doesn’t the Zhen Clan need compensation for their goods, aren’t there dicinal herbs needed for cultivation that you have to buy? Without touching corpses, where would the money co from!?”
The righteously indignant Old Ying Xu didn’t realize that his simple words had shattered the young man’s reverence for the sacred land.
It seems there’s no difference between the descendants of saints and common folks…
“These bandits are really too poor!”
Old Ying Xu sighed and entered Kaba’s courtyard, helplessly saying, “The weapons and money we scraped together still aren’t enough to cover the Zhen Clan’s goods. Never mind, let’s not talk about these depressing matters, let’s start practicing swordsmanship!”
“Ah… to start practicing now…”
Kaba hesitated, “Don’t we need to do sothing like a formal apprenticeship?”
“Eh? You ntioning it reminds . Ahem…”
Old Ying Xu coughed lightly and said, “Once you master this Reverse Grip Sword technique, it can be treated as a family secret technique. If you wish to open a school in the future, that’s fine, but if anyone asks who taught you this sword technique, you must never say it was !”
“Uh!?”
Kaba, growing increasingly puzzled, asked, “Why is that?”
“The situation here is quite complicated; it’s difficult to explain clearly to you.”
Old Ying Xu spread his hands and shrugged, “If soone presses you hard, just say it was a fortuitous encounter, learned from a sword manuscript.”
“Alright, I understand!”
Kaba nodded solemnly.
“Well, don’t be so serious, probably not many would recognize this sword technique.”
Old Ying Xu, seemingly pulling another High-Carbon Steel Short Sword out of nowhere, tossed it in front of Kaba and said, “Hold it, I’ll explain this Reverse Grip Sword technique to you.”
“Talking about the Reverse Grip Sword technique, it differs from regular sword moves in combat. Let demonstrate it to you.”
“Stab”, “Thrust”, “Flick”, “Swipe”, “Slash”, “Gouge”, “Carry”.
Step by step with each move, Old Ying Xu, whether gripping the sword normally or in reverse, demonstrated each single-handed sword technique following the Four Directions Sword Step.
After going through the basic seven moves, Old Ying Xu pointed with his toe at the ground, saying, “See these footprints? These are the basic movents and footwork. Advancing and retreating, each step a kill!”
“This Reverse Grip Sword is a killing sword, thus it lacks defensive moves. Being shorter is riskier, survival all depends on footwork, rember this.”
“Besides the basic sword moves and footwork, there are three more sword techniques: Thunderbolt Slash, Imperial Separation, Abandoning Life.”
“But there’s no rush to practice these three moves, first solidify the basics.”
As Old Ying Xu talked about swordsmanship, his deanor was no longer frivolous but filled with steady competence, “I will teach you a breathing thod suited for this sword technique, and exercises targeting the ridians for the sword skills. First integrate the basic footwork and sword moves into your instinct; then start cultivating the sword skills.”
Hearing Old Ying Xu’s tutoring, Kaba realized that the swordsmanship he was about to practice was entirely different from before.
But the reason the poor always seem foolish is that even facing such a remarkable technique, they still need to consider more practical issues.
In the past, Kaba worked as a guard on the streets, escorting goods or performing physical labor to find work, but since his arm was broken, his inco had significantly reduced, placing the entire burden on his wife who worked at the cloth factory.
No matter how little money his wife earned in a day, if he focused solely on sword practice without care for other matters, just the daily cost for food could plunge their modest ho into deficit.
Even though he was eager to start his training right away, Kaba still had to consider the practical issues—the so-called dire straits leading to a loss of ambition, nothing more than that.
After listening to Old Master Xu finish explaining the training and breathing techniques, the dark-skinned young man looked up hesitantly and asked, “How… how long does this need to be practiced?”
‘This sword technique naturally must be practiced for a lifeti.’
Just as Old Master Xu was about to blurt this out, he sensed Kaba’s inner feelings of difficulty, pain, and insignificance.
This sensation made the words Old Master Xu thought were only natural sound sowhat harsh.
It turns out not everyone in the world can devote themselves to practice disregarding everything else.
What made Old Master Xu feel even more helpless was that he had no ans to assist Kaba. As a disciple of the Xu Clan from Yuanzhou, he had no influence in Southern Tianan Continent, or rather, the Xu Clan mbers who road independently around had no influence at all.
Lacking influence, Old Master Xu couldn’t even think of a way to ensure that Kaba could practice without worries.
After pondering for a while and feeling that he had experienced enough of the novelties in Danmu Town, since he was about to leave, he at least needed to resolve his friend’s concerns for the future.
Since he had to raise money anyway, he might as well raise more. Following the principle that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, Old Master Xu planned to first head to Yan Fu City to accept a few missions, ensuring that Kaba wouldn’t have to worry about money while laying his foundations.
“You start practicing.”
Having made up his mind, Old Master Xu said to Kaba, “I’ll be back in three to five days. During this period, practice the steps and basic techniques well, seventy thousand swings a day…”
“Seventy thousand swings!?”
Kaba couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Uh… how about thirty-five thousand swings?”
Once again realizing his standards were off, Old Master Xu directly halved the intensity and said, “It can’t be less than that. Combine it with the step techniques, five thousand swings per form, and solidify the basics in the first three months. Your swordsmanship will benefit for a lifeti!”
“Okay!”
Kaba pondered from side to side and nodded fiercely.
“Alright, then start practicing!”
After finishing speaking, Old Master Xu turned around and left Kaba’s ho, departing from Danmu Town and shooting up into the sky.
…
For a Xu Clan mber traveling in Southern Tianan, the bounties on the walls of Yan Fu City were a series of gold coins waiting to be collected.
The only issue was figuring out the exact locations where these gold coins could be obtained.
To reduce the effort required to link these potential gold coins, the employees at Yan Fu City’s Wind dia Departnt had faced terrible difficulties these past few days.
Every day, they would encounter a handso young man with peach blossom eyes who only asked for information but never bought any.
Moreover, each inquiry lasted a long ti. It was not just one Wind dia Office; many of Yan Fu City’s major neutral organizations had been bothered by this peach blossom-eyed young man for three consecutive days.
Until the fourth day, soone saw this young man leisurely erging from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, heading out of the city.
Three days later, the peach blossom-eyed young man returned to the city, his carriage’s rear loaded with countless heads.
Yuanping Evil Wolf, Five Ghosts of Shantong, Leshan Ghost Face, Corpse Demon of Yin Ridge…
Notorious criminals whose nas would stop children’s nightti cries, all closed-eyed and peacefully stacked at the back of the carriage.
Only then did the Yan Fu City’s Wind dia Departnt realize why the peach blossom-eyed young man had been incessantly inquiring about these criminals and bandits in recent days.
But after the various organizations privately exchanged information, they found no record of this man purchasing intelligence from any organization. How, then, did he manage to eliminate so many criminals and bandits so accurately in such a short period of ti?
Not just them, but all clans in Yan Fu City were curious about this peach blossom-eyed young man.
Entrusted by the Wind dia Departnt of Yan Fu City, they began to investigate the roots of the peach blossom-eyed young man, and after matching all characteristics, they were so frightened that they sealed and destroyed all records.
Of course, Old Master Xu was unaware of this, as he had already collected a vast amount of bounty and returned to Danmu Town.
He had wanted to tell his buddy Kaba not to worry about money anymore, but when he approached the small suburban courtyard, he found it empty, the people gone.
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