The helicopters brought by the Shaolin lay disciple surnad Qi were relatively small, each capable of carrying only five or six people besides the pilot. On Ye Fei's helicopter, only the three of them boarded—Ye Fei, Ye Zhilin, and Master Wu Kong.
Liu Yiru and the other martial artists took the remaining helicopters. Once everyone was on board, the fleet took off with a roar, leaving behind the small valley where so many stories had unfolded.
During the flight, Ye Fei briefly explained the chanics of helicopters to Ye Zhilin. Ye Fei's knowledge was vast, and though he hadn't specialized in aviation, his theoretical understanding wasn't far from that of a professional.
Combined with Ye Zhilin's intelligence, she grasped the basics by the ti they reached the city. Of course, this was also thanks to the knowledge Liu Yiru and the others had been sharing with her over the past few days.
"Amitabha, Young Master Ye, not only are you exceptionally skilled in martial arts, but your knowledge of these miscellaneous subjects is also impressive. Truly admirable," Master Wu Kong praised sincerely after listening to Ye Fei's explanation.
Ye Fei smiled faintly. "You flatter , Master." Though Master Wu Kong's words were genuine, this was only a fraction of Ye Fei's capabilities, so he didn't feel particularly proud.
Ye Zhilin, however, wasn't concerned with such formalities. She tugged at Ye Fei's arm and said, "Ye Fei when we get back, can you get one of these to play with?"
Humanity's dream of flight had existed since ancient tis, and for soone as curious as Ye Zhilin, it was irresistible. She could barely restrain herself from pushing the pilot aside to take control herself, so she naturally seized the opportunity to ask Ye Fei.
"No problem!" Ye Fei agreed without hesitation. Given the wealth of the Liu and Ye families, acquiring a few private planes would be effortless. Moreover, as the number of won around him grew, Ye Fei had already considered building a large estate to house them all, ensuring he could take care of everyone.
He had been debating whether to construct a grand estate or move his won to the natural formation in the southwestern forest. While the latter offered unparalleled surroundings, its remote location made travel inconvenient.
Ye Zhilin had no idea Ye Fei's thoughts had wandered so far. Delighted by his agreent, she let out a cheer, threw her arms around him, and planted a firm kiss on his lips.
Since their intimate mont, she had grown fond of this kind of affection with Ye Fei, though opportunities had been scarce. With Master Wu Kong and the pilot present, she kept it brief.
Soon, the fleet landed in a spacious courtyard on the outskirts of the city. Ye Fei found it amusing that this courtyard was the training ground of a martial arts school, and from Master Wu Kong's explanation, it was clear the school was affiliated with the Shaolin Sect.
However, upon further inquiry, Ye Fei learned that while the school bore the Shaolin na and had Shaolin disciples overseeing it, it was just an ordinary martial arts school. It taught basic techniques and didn't delve into internal energy cultivation.
This made Ye Fei reflect on how deeply rooted sectarianism remained in the martial world, even among the Shaolin, a pillar of the martial community.
Seeing this, Ye Fei suddenly had an idea. He was now powerful enough that if he publicly supported the nation, no country would dare challenge it. But Ye Fei knew this wasn't enough. The people of the nation had largely lost their fighting spirit.
Even if he made the country strong, it would only be superficial, fostering a population of parasites.
"Strengthen the nation through martial arts" was a theory proposed by a great martial artist, and Ye Fei had always agreed with it. This wasn't about encouraging people to fight with their bodies but about using martial arts to cultivate a sense of pride and resilience.
The foundation of this vision was to instill confidence in the nation's martial arts. Traditional martial arts required internal energy as a foundation; without it, they often beca re displays.
Due to sectarianism, martial artists rarely shared their internal energy techniques.
This allowed foreign martial arts, like those from small island nations, to gain popularity in the country, fostering a sense of inferiority. Ye Fei's first step would be to dismantle these unnecessary barriers and let the nation's true martial arts flourish.
However, Ye Fei also understood that sectarianism, entrenched for centuries, wouldn't be easily eradicated. Even with Ye Zhilin as the martial alliance leader, progress would be slow.
So, he had a backup plan: to create an easy-to-learn internal energy technique himself and have the major sects help promote it nationwide. For soone of his current ability, crafting such a technique wouldn't be difficult.
By now, the won had disembarked. Seeing Ye Fei standing still, lost in thought, Liu Yiru walked over and gently nudged him. "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing major. I'll tell you later," Ye Fei replied with a smile, not revealing his thoughts imdiately. This wasn't sothing to rush. He'd discuss it with Ye Zhilin, the alliance leader, and the major sects first.
Due to the heavy snow, all flights for the day had been canceled, so leaving imdiately wasn't an option. Ye Fei had also promised to wait for Xu Zhiyun to return with him, so he couldn't break that commitnt.
They declined Master Wu Kong's invitation to stay at the martial arts school. Although the students had been given a holiday, Ye Fei couldn't let his beloved won stay in the slly dormitories. After bidding farewell to Master Wu Kong and the others, they left the school.
The Tang sisters and Miao Chan, knowing they wouldn't see their families for a while, took a mont to say their goodbyes.
Mieyin, perhaps wary of Ye Fei, didn't give Miao Chan any trouble, and Tang Minghao, of course, had no issues, though he was reluctant to part.
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