Chapter 7, Worship of Extremes

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Xun Ruofan rushed over, looking up at Feng Jueyu, who was more than two heads taller than him, with a pleading gaze, and said: "Brother-in-law, I beg you, please teach me one more move."

Feng Jueyu, with a serious expression, said: "Remember, what happens here must not reach the ears of a third person; otherwise, you need not come again. Also, next time bring more osmanthus cake."

Furthermore, the cultivation of martial arts must also be understood through one's own comprehension of the essence of swordsmanship. By expressing all of this, it not only fails to benefit Shangguan Ruofan's future, but may even have adverse effects.

"What have I deceived you about?" Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you understand the principle of not being able to chew more than you can swallow? You still call yourself a genius? Throughout history, all sword techniques are the essence of the essence, and to master even one is not easy. Let alone anything else, if you haven't even mastered one move, how can you think of learning others? In the end, you will only achieve a haphazard and unrefined outcome. Techniques must be practiced until they are profound and versatile to unleash their maximum power. Often, a single move can defeat the enemy and lead to victory, and it can even reach the pinnacle of excellence. Do you understand?"

Why do I lack the insight of my brother-in-law

Suddenly, a shout left Feng Jueyu dumbfounded. In fact, although Xiao Ruofan was young, his thinking was quite agile. After being scolded by Old Master Shangguan, he pondered more and more, feeling that something was amiss. How could the Shangguan family have developed a sword technique that even his grandfather was unaware of?

Drawing inferences from one example to another is the true path

The child's thoughts are overly simplistic; he does not consider Feng Jueyu's qualifications or intentions, but only admires unilaterally what he cannot achieve but others can. Thus, the pretentious expression of Feng Jueyu transforms in Xiao Ruofan's eyes into that of a reclusive master

Xiao Ruofan shuddered in fear, thinking to herself: How can this be? If you don't teach me how to improve, even your techniques and *illustrated* books are beyond what my father can comprehend. Let alone my father, even my grandfather would have to take a back seat.

It seems that the Shangguan family is not simple either, have I been too obvious?

It is important to understand that practicing martial arts is extremely arduous. Only by enduring the greatest hardships can one rise above others. Children possess a pure nature, akin to a blank sheet of paper. In order to cultivate them into accomplished individuals, it is essential to first thoroughly dismantle the pride and complacency within their hearts, allowing them to comprehend what the true path to becoming accomplished entails

How did you come up with that

Without any martial arts skills, one can still discern the flaws and weaknesses in the techniques merely by observation, and make improvements, transforming the unfathomable Western Wind Setting Sun Sword Technique into a brilliant swordplay that even grandfather praises without reservation

"Yes." Xiao Ruofan nodded vigorously: "I want to learn. As long as my brother-in-law is willing to teach me, I will do whatever my brother-in-law asks me to do"

At this moment, Xiao Ruofan appeared utterly astonished, as if she had turned into a statue and could not move: "Brother-in-law, did you come up with all of this? Others might not know, but they would think you are a martial arts master! Brother-in-law, you are truly impressive, I admire you so much, you are incredibly talented"

In the blink of an eye, a dozen pieces of osmanthus cake were devoured. The Wind Killer looked up and suddenly noticed that Xiao Ruofan was still staring at him, with an extremely ambiguous gaze

What remarkable insight! My grandfather also said that he is neither accomplished in literature nor in martial arts, yet in terms of martial prowess, even the entire Suo family, young and old combined, cannot compare to him alone

Suddenly, Feng Jueyu came to a halt, sensing a mysterious energy approaching from outside at a rapid pace

Feng Jueyu looked at the clear-eyed Shangguan Ruofan and realized that the young Ruofan had a pure heart. Noticing the potential in his innate qualities, he developed an appreciation for talent.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember. First, practice the three changes I mentioned at the beginning until you are proficient, and then practice the techniques with the book. Once you have mastered them, come find me." Feng Jueyu quickly finished speaking, as he knew that his actions might have attracted the attention of certain individuals hidden within the Shangguan family, and he could not continue speaking.

Xiao Ruofan thought for a moment, and a sudden inspiration struck her: "Ah, I know, brother-in-law, rest assured, I will definitely not reveal a single word about you to anyone." As she spoke, Xiao Ruofan covered her mouth with her hand to express her loyalty

Well then. Feng Jueyu sat back down and saw that Xiao Ruofan had already drawn his long sword, looking eager and impatient. After a moment of calm, he poured a basin of cold water over him: "As for the new moves, there are none. You should first master the previous move before discussing anything else."

"It is said that you have been overly praised for your superficial qualities." Feng Jueyu did not hold back in criticizing Xiao Ruofan

Hello, I am here specifically to thank my brother-in-law. This is the osmanthus cake I had my servant prepare, and I invite you to enjoy it.

He spoke for a full half an hour, leaving Feng Jueyu dry-mouthed and parched. This was also due to his rebirth in another world, as he picked up once again his understanding and familiarity with martial arts and assassination techniques. It was the first time he had lost himself in the explanation of the moves and secret methods, to the point where his throat felt like it was on fire.

In just a moment, Xiao Ruofan has already regarded Feng Jueyu as an idol

Feng Jueyu transformed into a master of martial arts, eloquently articulating his thoughts. He instructed Xiao Ruofan to demonstrate each move and technique of the West Wind Falling Moon Sword, then pointed out various shortcomings or made modifications based on the fundamentals

Feng Jueyu also understood that this lie could not be concealed for long, yet he was not surprised. Adjusting his attire, he propped up his legs, blinked his eyes, and said: "You already know? That's right, I thought of it, so what?"

The most crucial point is that this fellow seems to have a conflict with Shangguan Ruowen, using his hand to torment Hetushu.com. Shangguan Ruowen is not bad either

The wind had quickly subdued the changes in its own temperament, and the only 12-year-old Shangguan Ruofan was still unaware of anything. Seeing him return to his lazy demeanor, Shangguan Ruofan hurriedly stepped forward to place the box on the table, opened the intricately carved lid, and an enticing fragrance immediately filled the room

Although he does not possess martial arts skills, his understanding of martial arts is beyond my reach

Looking down at the delicate and beautiful young Ruofan, Feng Jueyu asked, "Do you want to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruofan did not leave but instead stared intently at Feng Jueyu and suddenly said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, could you teach me another move?"

The few places pointed out by Guang Shi Feng Jue Yu, with slight modifications, allow the West Wind Falling Moon Sword to swiftly reach its peak. Even if the two individuals in the room merely speak and listen without lifting a finger, they can still make him feel an overwhelming aura of unmatched killing intent, as well as a rain of swords and blades.

Thus, this young man secretly inquired everywhere, and when he returned to copy the poems, he turned over all the family assets, then went to his father's secret chamber to take a look around, conversing with the old master and his father. In the end, he clarified that the Shangguan family did not possess the technique of Windless Feather at all.

And this is merely what Feng Jueyu has recounted; if he were able to cultivate true energy, what would he become

"I study, I learn." Xiao Ruofan nodded and rushed out the door, saying, "Brother-in-law, I am leaving"

Hmm? Feng Jueyu pondered for a long time while stroking his chin and asked, "Do you know the rules?"

Dazed by the flattery from Xiao Ruofan, feeling an increasingly strong sense of foreboding, Feng Jueyu timely interrupted the incessant chatter of Xiao Ruofan: "Enough, if you want to learn, hurry back and practice. One must understand that talent is composed of one part insight, one part luck, and eight parts effort to achieve success. If you keep talking so much next time, be careful that I won't teach you anymore"

"Let me teach you another move?" Feng Jueyu said: "Come on, do you think moves are as easy as plain rice? What's the matter, is that one move not enough? If so, you've come to the wrong person. Why not ask your elders? Why are you looking for me?"

Isn't there a saying that goes, "The master leads you to the door, but the cultivation is up to the individual"

Feng Jueyu had not eaten for an entire day and night, and after being exhausted for a full 24 hours, he was already extremely hungry. Sensing the fragrant aroma of pastries in the room, his fingers itched with desire. Without any hesitation, he reached out, took two pieces, and stuffed them into his mouth

Feng Jueyu stood up, appearing enigmatic, and said: "Is it really that difficult? Have you heard the saying 'the bystander sees clearly'? Your speed is not much faster than Shangguan Ruowen's, so why not just counter each move as it comes?"

Xiao Ruofan nodded slightly, then shook his head again. The impact of these techniques was too great for him, and it was difficult to remember them all at once.

"Feng Jueyu!" Xiao Ruofan suddenly slammed the table and exclaimed, "Don't think I don't know. I have secretly inquired, and the Shangguan family does not have the move 'A Sword Pierces the Chrysanthemum.' Don't hide it from me, just tell me, is this move your creation?"

Staring at the incessant wind, Jue Yu, Xiao Ruofan's gaze shifted from disdain to surprise, then to envy and jealousy, until finally, it evidently transformed into admiration

"No way." Feng Jueyu did not want to admit it

My brother-in-law is a genius

Xiao Ruofan is not lacking in intelligence; on the contrary, he is quite clever. Upon hearing Feng Jueyu's words, he immediately understood: "What my brother-in-law means is that I have only scratched the surface of that sword technique?"

Oh, great person!

Stop

Understood. Xiao Ruofan's voice gradually faded away as Feng Jueyu walked to the window, gazing at the vibrant spring scenery and the lush green willows. Suddenly, he noticed a fleeting shadow behind the trees in the flower courtyard not far away.

Sometimes, even a slight change in the landing point of the steps can lead to a dramatic transformation in the entire swordsmanship. Even more astonishingly, Xiao Ruofan discovered that by merely adjusting the direction of the wrist according to his brother-in-law's method, one or two exceptionally fierce killing moves could emerge

Placing the lid on the table, Shangguan Ruofan stared at Feng Jueyu with her big, watery eyes, finding him increasingly pleasing to the eye. She thought to herself: Why had she never noticed before how handsome her brother-in-law was? Why did her sister oppose their marriage?

Absolutely not a servant, a servant would not move stealthily or sneakily. Feng Jueyu paused, took a sip of water, and asked in a low voice: "Did you remember what I said?"

Thus, Xiao Ruofan has come to seek justice.

What kind of gaze is this? I certainly do not have the habit of playing back-to-back.

Feng Jueyu wiped his mouth, sat up straight, and said: "Is everything alright? I want to rest now, you may leave if there is nothing else."

Extreme Worship

Um... delicious... you are thoughtful... thank you

After half an hour, Xiao Ruofan was drenched in sweat, thinking to himself: This is not the Xifeng Luoyue Sword of the Shangguan family; this is simply the pinnacle of killing techniques

"Brother-in-law, do you know martial arts?" The entire Shangguan family is well aware that Feng Jueyu is a good-for-nothing who is neither accomplished in literature nor in martial arts, merely living off others. When has he ever learned martial arts?

Ah? Holding the long sword and preparing to learn new techniques from Feng Jueyu, Xiao Ruofan, upon hearing this, was infuriated and indignantly said: "You... you lied to me?"

Although I do not possess martial arts skills, based on my observations, that particular move can indeed give rise to numerous sword techniques. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it serves as a bridge between the past and the future. What is crucial is that the variations in each move can lead to a multitude of techniques, whether thrusting or slashing

The wind was fierce as the killer ate and expressed gratitude, and he was indeed deserving of it. It seems that this young man did not hold back with that sword; otherwise, how could he be so happy? Alas, poor Shangguan Ruowen, it is estimated that he will not be able to get up for ten days or half a month.