Chapter 79: Chapter 55: Fisherman_2
Translator: 549690339
Those people, they won’t reason with you, because you are just a commoner, a commoner as lowly as grass.
As long as you are under suspicion, as soon as they think you are under suspicion, they will move against you.
First, they will crush your bones and suck your marrow, then they will ruthlessly kill you off, leaving no hidden dangers behind.
Reason?
Present evidence?
Who do you think you are to reason with me?
Chu He finally saw the reality clearly.
Unfortunately… it was too late.
He had already lost everything.
Chu He was in a daze, overwhelmed with grief.
Just at that moment…
A stream of strange True Power came from behind, infusing into every limb and bone of his body, making Chu He feel as if he were submerged in a spring, his entire body relaxed, the acute pain gradually fading.
So it went, for who knows how long.
The strange True Power slowly dissipated, and Chu He returned from his dream-like state to reality, frantically checking his body, only to find that many of his bloody wounds had now scabbed over.
“That should be about enough.”
Xu Yang lowered his hands and looked at the bewildered Chu He, asking, “How do you feel?”
“Good, good..
Chu He was stunned for a while, then quickly came to his senses, hurriedly propping himself up and falling to his knees, “Thank you, old immortal, for saving my life. ”
At this moment, Xu Yang, clad in a raincoat and without a hat, his white hair showing signs of advanced age and his face crisscrossed with wrinkles, looked just like an old fisherman.
But Chu He knew that a person capable of such feats could not possibly be just an ordinary old man.
He must be an immortal, if not an immortal, then a Different person.
He must seize this opportunity!
Looking at Chu He, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly, Xu Yang shook his head and asked calmly, “Do you want revenge?”
“Revenge?”
Chu He’s eyes focused sharply, and he lifted his head, then banged it against the ground again: “Yes, I’ve dreamt of it.”
“Good!”
Xu Yang nodded and got straight to the point, “I will teach you a martial art. If you master it, taking revenge won’t be difficult.”
“Martial art?”
Chu He was startled, then suddenly overjoyed: “Thank you, old immortal, thank you!”
“I am not any old immortal, just a simple fisherman from Dongting Lake.” Xu Yang shook his head and stated calmly, “Would you like to be the disciple of this fisherman?”
“Yes, yes, Chu He is willing.”
Chu He knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly: “Master above, your disciple Chu He bows to you.”
“Very good, rise!”
Xu Yang smiled and helped him up: “Our fate is only tonight. How much you can grasp depends on your destiny.”
“Tonight?”
Chu He was taken aback, not understanding.
Xu Yang did not explain but simply said, “I will now teach you the Martial
Scripture Manuscript, to aid you in operating the martial arts mental skills. This is the foundation of cultivation, the source of all else, not to be neglected, but to be comprehended with care!”
After saying that, he raised both hands, placed them against Chu He’s, and assisted him in operating the Power Scroll mental skills with his own True Qi.
So it went, for who knows how long…
“Very good, your body has remembered the pathways of the martial arts mental skills. If you practice diligently and work hard in your cultivation, one day you will produce Inner Strength, cultivate True Qi, and even condense True Gang.”
Xu Yang lowered his hands, looking at the astonished Chu He: “Martial skills alone are not enough; you also need martial techniques to fight and kill. Hence, I will teach you a fighting skill suited to your weapon of choice. What weapon are you accustomed to?”
“Weapon?”
Chu He was taken aback and at a loss.
As a fisherman’s son, he had no accustomed weapon.
Xu Yang didn’t mind and, with a casual gesture, saw a pitch-black trident fly into his hand: “Can you use a trident?”
Chu He hurriedly nodded: “Yes, yes, yes.”
“Then I will teach you a set of trident skills!”
“Watch carefully!”
“The trident, a long-handled, sharp weapon, can stab like a spear, yet with its twin prongs, can also block and trap…
“This martial art is called the Iron Trident Eight Skills, with merely eight moves. It simplifies complexity and embodies great ingenuity in its simplicity!”
“If you master it, along with your cultivation technique, ordinary martial artists will be no match for you!”
In the midst of conversation, Xu Yang gripped the fish spear with his hands and unfolded his movements within the restricted space on the dark awning boat.
The iron trident was pitch-black, but in his hands, it cast fleeting trails of silver light, blinding to onlookers, forcing peril in the tight quarters. Each and every move, plain and unadorned, was performed with the smoothness of flowing clouds and the refreshing forthrightness of spilling water.
Although he couldn’t understand and had no related knowledge in his memory, watching Xu Yang’s movements, a phrase nonetheless arose in Chu He’s mind.
“Skill approaches the way!”
After a short while, the silver light ceased, and Xu Yang, holding the fish spear, asked with a chuckle, “Did you see clearly?”
Chu He remained silent for a moment before timidly responding, “No, I didn’t.”
“Then again, slower, pay attention!” “Yes, Master!”
Chu He sat up straight, focusing intently.
Xu Yang also restarted his movements, handling the iron trident as if it were a brush painting freely.
“Now, it’s your turn to practice.”
“Your stance is incorrect. Power should come from your arm, driving your wrist, and penetrating through your fingers—that’s how you’ll truly grip it tight!”
“What you’re wielding is a trident, not a staff. Large swings and sweeping a thousand troops is unsuited for you. You need to be like a snake, like a dragon, swift, accurate, and fierce. Thrust the spear, stab…”
“Don’t mess up your footsteps, they must coordinate with your body, and your Inner Strength should flow on its own…”
And so, as the night wore on, Chu He finally could no longer endure, collapsing in exhaustion, gasping for breath.
“That’s enough for now.”
Xu Yang glanced at him but didn’t push further, just took out a book instead: “This is the Martial Arts Scripture I’ve written by hand, which includes not only the textual Cultivation Techniques but also diagrams of the body’s energy pathways. The Iron Trident Eight Skills I taught you just now are also illustrated at the back. If there’s anything unclear, look it up yourself.”
With that, he handed the book over to him.
“Master!”
Clasping the brand-new book, Chu He was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, quickly kneeling on the ground.
“Disciple has erred, I shouldn’t have been lazy. Master, please don’t abandon your disciple. I will change, no, I will resume my practice right now.”
“That’s not the case.”
Xu Yang shook his head, stopping his movements: “As I said before, you and I only have the fate of master and disciple for this one night. Now that the bond has run its course, we must part ways.”
After speaking, he helped him up: “One last thing, you must take to heart.” “This… Please speak, Master!”
“Do not seek revenge until you have reached the True Gang Realm.”
Xu Yang shook his head: “With your potential, unless you experience some fortuitous adventure, to achieve the True Gang Realm will take at least over a decade of hard cultivation. You must restrain yourself and not act recklessly and go to your death.”
“True Gang Realm?”
Chu He was taken aback, inquiring cautiously, “Does the Silver Fork Gang have a master of the True Gang Realm?”
“I’m not sure.”
Xu Yang shook his head, speaking indifferently: “But I know that three years ago, the Goldfish Gang did, and I assume the Silver Fork Gang isn’t much inferior.”
Chu He’s expression became solemn: “Understood, Disciple will bear it in mind.”
“It’s more than just that.”
Xu Yang shook his head: “Even after you’ve attained the True Gang and sought your vengeance, you absolutely must not return to your village in glory to show off. It’s best to keep a low profile or even take flight a thousand miles away, never to return.” “This… Why is that?”
Chu He was full of confusion.
Xu Yang smiled: “Three years ago, because of a matter like yours, the Goldfish Gang provoked a mysterious master and was eradicated overnight by this enigmatic figure.”
“This…
“Do you know where the mysterious master who annihilated the Goldfish Gang went afterward?”
“Where did he go?”
“He died!”
“This…”
Chu He wore a look of astonishment, struggling to make sense of it all.
Xu Yang explained: “The waters of this world are very deep. The Silver Fork Gang is merely the shallowest layer, perhaps even just bait. If you swallow it, then the fisherman will inevitably notice your presence, and naturally, stronger people will be sent to handle the situation. That’s how the mysterious master who destroyed the Goldfish Gang died.”
“This is the case of ‘defeat the small ones and the big ones come, defeat the big ones and the eldest ones show up’. It’s interconnected and has become systematic!”
“Do you understand?”
“This… Disciple understands.”
Chu He finally realized the gravity of his situation and promptly knelt down, thanking him: “Master’s kindness, your disciple has no way to repay. If there’s an afterlife, I will surely be indebted to serve…”
“No need for that!”
Xu Yang shook his head, chuckling as he spoke, “All that matters is, should trouble arise in the future, do not let slip the name of your master.”
With that, without waiting for a response, he took a leap and flew away, vanishing into the dense fog of Dongting Lake.