It was just Zizi and I under the pagoda tree after I told Yuan Kou to leave. Zizi felt refreshed after running three rounds of the ntal cultivation and was continuing. Before we knew it, night had fallen. While I was waiting, I finally finished reading Pure Yang One Qi.
Initially, I just wanted Yuan Kou and Zhao Tiankui’s versions to summarise into a version I could teach Zizi. That way, Zizi wouldn’t have called shifu for nothing. After seeing him beat the four n, however, I felt it would’ve been a waste to not teach him, giving an itch to teach him so more. Even if I didn’t teach him, his mother would ask soone to teach him in the future, and he’d still go sowhere. Of course, his brothers still wouldn’t spare him. What harm was there in showing so generosity to the young Prince who was bound to suffer plenty in the future? Besides, it wasn’t illegal to teach him so martial arts even if I didn’t plan on taking him on as my disciple. To that end, I tried to edit Pure Yang One Qi.
I combed through both versions, picking out every single mistake. Once I was done, I let out a long exhale and solemnly set them down beside . My shifu truly was a genius. I didn’t understand squat. Forget the contents that resembled gobbledygook for a mont. Why did they have to practice upside down? Why, in sumr, did they have to wear six layers of clothing and train under a blanket? Why, in winter, did they have to bury themselves naked in snow to train their qi? The author was clearly trying to prank readers.
I was stupefied from the first pages to the last pages. There wasn’t a single commonality between the two manuals. They were two completely different books! From what I saw, their execution was virtually identical, and their internal energy attributes were the product of the sa discipline. Although their gains were different, they weren’t as drastically different as the manuals. How in the world did they learn sothing so similar when there was basically not a single identical page in the manuals? I finally understood why Shifu didn’t let learn it back then. Forget practicing it. I couldn’t even understand what I read.
The mont I opened them, I felt as if I was sitting in an exam room. I never did the howork Shifu set . The subject lines themselves were incomprehensible to .
How the heck did those two gruff guys understand it? Doesn’t this an that I’m even… stop, stop, there must be sothing amiss. I need to re-read.
I opened the two manuals again, turned to the second page, stared for a long while and… nearly fell asleep.
“Shifu, does this an that I should continue practicing the next part?” Zizi asked whilst pointing at the second page.
“It ans for you to…”
Hell as if I knew. I was going to fool him first to buy myself a few days’ ti, only to realise sothing.
“You can understand this?”
“It says that the practitioner should push on and not stop, does it not? It says that here, as well.”
“Aren’t these two different books?”
“What are you saying, Shifu? They are saying the sa thing.”
“Uh… Zizi, who teaches you to read and write?”
“Principal Huang and Pri Minister Li.”
No wonder! Doesn’t that an you’re levels above m-, you rival ?
I tapped Zizi’s chest with the manuals. “You’re right. Keep training. You’re winning.”
***
“Lord Zi!” General Manager Bai looked as if her soul left her body when she saw a man co back instead of a boy. As she held him in her arms, she asked him what happened.
Zizi was on the cusp of crying when I patted him on the shoulder to signal he had to keep it a secret and to not cry. His growth was evident. He didn’t cry.
“Haha, it’s all thanks to . You’re welco. No need for thanks.”
Zizi and I were given warm welcos as expected. However, General Manager Bai dotingly sent him to be treated, while she chased down… with a blade!
“Why are you angry with when I taught him cool stuff that would make his ancestors proud?!”
“Look at his wounds!”
“It’s just twenty-odd injuries. They’re dals of honour for n.”
“Let give you so dals of honour, then! Don’t move!”
I finally understood her sentints. dals of honour needed to be earned in a certain way, and this wasn’t one of them.
After receiving a beating, I managed to make so ti to visit Feng Qizhi. I couldn’t mistreat my Brother Feng’s cousin now, right? Before I even knocked, I saw Sir Sui co out with his head hung down and shout, “He is hopeless!”
Feng Qizhi soon ca out afterwards carrying a flower pot and shaking his head. When he saw , though, he warmly greeted . “Brother Ming, Sir Sui really does have unique knowledge on cultivating flowers.”
I think you’re the one who’s unique. You’re the first person to make Sir Sui give up on soone.
“I feel inspired after spending so ti learning about flowers from him. I have blended it into my swordplay and vice versa. One begets two. Two begets three. Three begets all things.”
“And that’s why you slashed up his flowerbed like this?”
“What do you think? Artistic?”
Keep it up. I’ll go ask Brother Feng for compensation.
Feng Qizhi staying at Liu Shan n saved the trouble of worrying about him doing stupid things, and I couldn’t be bothered with him. Since Brother Feng didn’t complain, I had no reason to.
I made my way to Daren Academy, where I had an appointnt. As always, he bead and skipped over when he saw .
“Big Brother Ming!”
For quite so ti now, I had been intermittently teaching Su Xiao so martial arts, and he had grown rapidly. He didn’t need to teach him to begin with, but…
I caressed Su Xiao’s small head and asked, “Do you still rember what I taught you?”
“I do!”
“Get started, then.”
Su Xiao repeated back what I taught him while I listened in with a smile. As ti quietly flowed by, the negative feelings welled up inside gradually disappeared.
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