There is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts.
Yuan Tiangang, as the Alliance Hierarch of the Martial Alliance in the Capital City, would have been the emperor of the Martial Forest in ancient times.
His greatest desire was to break through the Bao Dan Realm, and to generate True Qi within his body.
It is said, only when one possesses True Qi inside can one truly be considered a martial artist, not only does combat strength skyrocket, but lifespan also extends.
Lv Zijian, hailed as the "Great Hero of the Yangtze," was a real Pill-Holding expert who lived from the late Qing Dynasty to modern times, a full one hundred and twenty years.
People like Yuan Tiangang, with status and position, naturally hope for their lifespans to be infinitely extended.
"Alliance Hierarch Yuan, when do we..."
Feng Wudao made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Back then, the Shen Zhao Jing was stolen by two people acting together. This means, there's a good chance that both of them have already cultivated the Shen Zhao Jing, and their cultivation might even be higher than ours. Therefore, you head to the East Sea immediately, get a rough idea of the reality, and then I'll come over!"
Yuan Tiangang was eager to get his hands on the Shen Zhao Jing, but he was no fool. These people had stolen the top mental method from within the Jianghu decades ago, they might have already cultivated True Qi and broken through to Pill Holding.
If he recklessly attacked, he wouldn't even know how he died.
"Alright, Alliance Hierarch Yuan, I'll set off right away!"
Feng Wudao knew that with his own abilities alone, he definitely couldn't get the Shen Zhao Jing, and even if he did, cultivating it would be tantamount to telling everyone that this top mental method was in his hands, and in the end, he'd still have to hand it over obediently.
It was better to tie himself to Yuan Tiangang from the start, and once the Shen Zhao Jing was in hand, he could cultivate it openly and honorably.
"Be careful, don't startle the snake in the grass!"
Yuan Tiangang reminded him.
"Understood!"
Feng Wudao said in a deep voice, then rose and left the courtyard house.
In the days that followed, the East Sea was calm.
Qin Yu finally relaxed and devoted himself to healing and cultivating the mental method his grandfather taught him, unique to the Jianghu.
One day.
Just as Qin Yu opened his eyes, Grandfather Qin and his sister pushed the door and walked in. Previously worried about his grandson being plotted against, Grandfather Qin had been staying at the hospital protecting him.
"Grandpa, Wei'er!"
Qin Yu greeted them.
"Hmm, Xiao Yu, Wei'er has come to say goodbye!"
Grandfather Qin nodded.
"Wei'er, where are you planning to go?"
Qin Yu was surprised and asked hastily.
"Brother, I'm going to start working! The airline called me!"
Qin Wei'er bit her lip, her eyes tinged with red. She definitely didn't want to leave Qin Yu and wished to stay by his side every day. However, she also knew that Qin Yu already had Yan Mingyu, and that there was no possibility between them.
She could only return to her job and continue her career as a flight attendant.
"Then... let's have lunch together, and I'll drive you there!"
Qin Yu had rested for a few days, and his injuries had mostly healed.
He paused, then tentatively said, "Or, shall we call Dad over? He's been in the East Sea all this time!"
"Why bother with that good-for-nothing? Want to make everyone angry?"
Grandfather Qin was filled with ire when it came to his son.
With no talent for medicine or martial arts, he had achieved nothing all his life, but at least his grandson was promising, not only on the verge of reaching Huajin but also married to a beautiful and rich wife.
"Then let's call Dad..."
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Qin Wei'er nodded and agreed.
"Alright, then I'll call Dad!"
Qin Yu dialed Qin Jianjun's number, asking him to come alone at noon to have a meal with the family.
No matter how things were between him and Zhou Cuiping, he had resolved not to regard her as a family member.
Nor would he ever invite her to dine together with his grandfather and sister.
"Wei'er, go out first, I have a few words to say to Xiao Yu!"
After Qin Yu put down his phone, Grandpa Qin said to Qin Wei'er.
"Okay, Grandpa!"
Qin Wei'er obediently closed the door behind her as she left the sickroom.
"Xiao Yu, you have been practicing the mental method of Jianghu for about half a month now, haven't you? How do you feel?"
Grandpa Qin looked at Qin Yu and asked.
"I feel like it's quite helpful for recovering from injuries, but perhaps because of the short amount of time, there hasn't been much progress!"
Qin Yu spoke truthfully.
After practicing for a period, aside from his vital energy consolidating a bit, it seemed his body hadn't undergone much change.
"The accumulation of martial arts isn't achieved overnight. As long as you persevere, there will definitely be gains!"
Grandpa Qin reassured his grandson.
"By the way, Grandpa..."
Qin Yu looked at his grandfather, hesitating to speak. He really wanted to ask him if the mental method was called Shen Zhao Jing.
"If you want to ask something, just ask!"
Grandpa Qin nodded, aware that the people from the Martial Alliance had visited East Sea a few days ago and likely his grandson had gleaned something about it.
"Is this mental method called Shen Zhao Jing?"
Qin Yu still asked. Although he didn't believe that his grandfather was the "traitor" mentioned by Yuan Shifei and others, he still wanted to clarify the origins of this mental method.
"Yes, it's called Shen Zhao Jing, the top-level mental method in Jianghu. If practiced to the state of perfection, it would bring unimaginable changes to the body!"
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"Then why haven't you practiced it?"
According to Yuan Shifei and the others, Shen Zhao Jing had been "stolen" a long time ago. If Grandpa had practiced it, he'd probably at least be a Half-Step Baodan expert, right?
"Shen Zhao Jing doesn't belong to me, but to... never mind. In short, there's too much involved, and it's better for you not to know."
Grandpa Qin said with a solemn expression. He then removed a black ring from his finger and handed it to Qin Yu, "Wear this. If someone recognizes this ring in the future, you can make a request to them!"
"Grandpa, you...."
A chill ran through Qin Yu, sensing his grandfather had a premonition of his end, and his eyes began to redden.
"Ah, I've been feeling restless these last few days, afraid something might happen and I won't have the chance to explain things clearly!"
Grandpa Qin sighed.
"Grandpa... you're so healthy, nothing will happen to you!"
Qin Yu's voice already carried a sobbing tone.
In this world, the closest people to him were only two, one was his grandfather, and the other was his sister.
"Silly boy, Grandpa is already in his eighties, the day will come when I have to leave you. All you need to remember is to keep this ring safe, it will definitely help you when the time comes!"
Grandpa Qin gently patted Qin Yu's head.
"Grandpa, it won't happen, you will live to a ripe old age!"
Qin Yu could no longer hold back, burying his face in Grandpa's chest and crying like a child.
"Xiao Yu... the biggest mistake I've made in my life is not letting you practice Shen Zhao Jing earlier. Otherwise, you would at least be at Half-Step Baodan by now. Ah...."
Grandpa Qin sighed deeply.
He knew all too well that his grandson had already been drawn into the strife of the Martial Forest, and only with strong power could he protect himself.
Unfortunately, he hadn't even broken through to Huajin, which definitely caused him to worry about his grandson's future.