The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace-Chapter 38: The Sword Has No End

"Father, are these the two ancient texts you found in the mountains?" YunYanshui asked curiously, his eyes lighting up as he gazed at Hundred Essentials of Artifact Crafting and Compendium of All Spiritual Mines. His excitement was evident.

"Yes," YunYunshan replied with a nod.

"For now," he continued, "your task is to transcribe the contents of these two books into new copies and store them in the cellar for your own study. Once you’ve finished, I’ll return these ancient texts to the ancestral hall for safekeeping by the clan."

The blind Daoist had advised that Yanshuang and Yantian should focus solely on cultivation for the time being. Learning artifact crafting or talisman-making could wait.

YunYunshan, though skilled in blacksmithing, was still a mortal. He lacked the knowledge and strength to perform artifact crafting in the manner of cultivators. The most suitable candidate for this task was his son, YunYanshui.

Yanshui didn’t need to cultivate on his own. As long as Yantian and Yanshuang progressed, his cultivation would advance naturally. Thus, it was unnecessary for him to waste his time and energy on arduous training.

Keeping this in mind, YunYunshan entrusted the two ancient texts to Yanshui, tasking him with transcribing them and secretly studying artifact crafting in the cellar.

"I understand, Father," Yanshui said, grinning ear to ear. He carefully tucked the books into his arms and darted off toward the cellar.

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Watching his son’s retreating figure, YunYunshan’s face softened with a warm smile. He believed that Yanshui’s potential would surpass even that of his daughter and Yantian. However, due to the unique nature of his talents, it wasn’t something that could be openly displayed.

Perhaps it was better this way. Yanshui, operating in the shadows, could serve as a hidden trump card for the Yunfamily, ready to strike unexpectedly when the time came.

"You’ve worked hard these past few days, going into the mountains and worrying about Yanshui’s future," YunQin said, approaching her husband. "Hurry up and change out of those clothes. I’ll wash them for you. Go wash up and rest for a bit."

"Alright," YunYunshan said with a wide grin.

After finishing their cultivation for the day, YunYanshuang and YunYantian came to visit their Second Uncle.

"Shuang’er? What brings you here?" YunYunyue asked, sheathing his blade as he turned to see his niece. His face lit up with a smile.

"Father," Yantian said, stepping forward, "Shuang’er and I each received a spiritual weapon today. I got a short spear, and Shuang’er got a peachwood sword.

"But Shuang’er is still young and has been learning breathing techniques and other basics from her master. She doesn’t know how to use weapons yet, so…"

"So Shuang’er wants to learn swordsmanship from Second Uncle?" YunYunyue crouched down to look at his adorable niece, his expression full of affection.

"Yes!" Shuang’er nodded firmly, determination shining in her eyes.

"Second Uncle used to run a martial arts school," YunYunyue said with a hearty laugh. "I also served in the army and became proficient in various weapons and unarmed combat. If Shuang’er wants to learn, Second Uncle will gladly teach her.

"Starting tomorrow, once you’re done with your cultivation, come spend some time with me. I’ll teach you how to wield a sword," he said.

"Thank you, Second Uncle!" Shuang’er said with a sweet smile.

"Silly child, no need to be so formal with your Second Uncle."

"Tian’er," YunYunyue called to his son, "go to the kitchen and prepare a good meal for your sister."

"Got it, Father," Yantian replied enthusiastically, heading off to the kitchen.

YunYunyue walked over to the weapons rack, drew a long sword with a resonant clang, and held it aloft. In the glow of the setting sun, the blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

"Shuang’er, before you start practicing swordsmanship, you must first learn the basic movements.

"The sword has eight fundamental actions: thrust, chop, flick, hang, sweep, stab, snap, and block."

As he spoke, YunYunyue demonstrated each movement, his long sword weaving through the air with precision. Though he was merely showcasing the basics, his fluid transitions made the techniques seem like a deadly combat sequence. Shuang’er watched in awe, unable to stop herself from clapping in admiration.

"Second Uncle, you’re amazing!" she exclaimed.

YunYunyue sheathed his sword and exhaled deeply, smiling at his niece’s enthusiastic applause. "What I showed you is just the combination of the eight basic sword movements into a simple sequence. It’s not particularly impressive. But if you master these moves, with your abilities as a cultivator, you can unleash tremendous power."

"Second Uncle, is swordsmanship really this simple? Just these eight movements?" Shuang’er asked curiously.

"Of course not," YunYunyue said with a chuckle. "There are many martial arts sects in Yue Kingdom, and they’ve developed a variety of swordsmanship techniques. Some sects even specialize in sword training…"

Here’s the translation for the second part of Chapter 38, written in the same immersive style:

"The ancestors of those martial sects devoted generations to perfecting their swordsmanship. The techniques they created far surpass the eight basic moves I just showed you," YunYunyue said with a gentle smile, patting YunYanshuang’s head. "When you’re older and venture out into the world, you might have the chance to meet these sects and learn from them."

"Mm! When the opportunity comes, I’ll definitely explore the outside world to broaden my horizons," Yanshuang replied, her face full of determination.

"Good," YunYunyue said, his smile widening. "But for now, remember this as you begin your sword training."

"What is it, Second Uncle?" Yanshuang asked, her curiosity piqued.

"The path of the sword is endless," YunYunyue said solemnly.

"I’ll remember your words, Second Uncle," Yanshuang replied earnestly.

"Father, Shuang’er, come quickly! Dinner’s ready. I made some ginseng black chicken soup," YunYantian called out as he entered the courtyard, carrying a large bowl of steaming soup. "Big Uncle sent us some ginseng, so this is perfect to help you both replenish your energy."

The Yunfamily, now a recognized cultivation clan, had recently received many lavish gifts from the wealthy merchants and dignitaries of Yunzhang County. Among these were rare medicinal herbs like ginseng, lingzhi, fleeceflower root, and cordyceps—far too many to count.

Fearing the herbs would spoil if left unused, YunYunyang had ordered them distributed throughout the clan to improve the health and vitality of its members. After all, a stronger, healthier population might lead to more descendants with spiritual roots.

"Wow! It smells amazing!" Yanshuang exclaimed, her nose twitching as the aroma reached her.

"If it smells good, then eat more and drink plenty," Yantian said with a grin as he ladled out bowls of soup for his sister and father.

Meanwhile, in the cellar, YunYanshui was engrossed in transcribing Hundred Essentials of Artifact Crafting and Compendium of All Spiritual Mines. The sound of the cellar door opening broke his focus as YunYunshan entered, carrying a tray of food.

"Father," Yanshui greeted, looking up briefly before returning to his work.

"Your sister will be spending some time with your Second Uncle to learn swordsmanship. She won’t be coming home for now," YunYunshan said, setting the food on the table. He watched his son diligently copying the texts, his heart swelling with pride.

"Shuang’er wants to learn swordsmanship? Why the sudden interest?" Yanshui asked, pausing his transcription.

"We found two spiritual weapons in the mountains. Your brother got a short spear, and your sister got a peachwood sword. Since she’s never trained with a sword before, she decided to learn from your Second Uncle," YunYunshan explained.

"Ah, I see," Yanshui said, nodding in understanding.

"Father, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something," Yanshui said, setting down his brush.

"What is it?" YunYunshan asked.

"Speaking of spiritual weapons, I’d like to have a spiritual bow and arrows of my own. Regular bows can’t withstand the spiritual energy flowing through me."

"That’s a fair point," YunYunshan said, frowning as he began to consider the problem. "But our clan doesn’t have spiritual bows, nor do we have artifact refiners or the necessary materials. Getting you a suitable weapon might be difficult."

Yanshui chuckled, seeing his father’s troubled expression. "Don’t worry, Father. While transcribing Hundred Essentials of Artifact Crafting, I came across a method for creating a spiritual bow and arrows."

"Oh? Tell me more," YunYunshan said, intrigued.

"Father, you still have that black war bow, don’t you?"

"Yes."

"The book explains that by melting spirit stones and combining their essence with ordinary iron, you can create a material called spiritual iron, which can then be used to craft spiritual artifacts.

"However, this mixed-method refining process only produces low-grade spiritual artifacts—likely unranked."

"So it requires spirit stones? How many do you need?"

"The more spirit stones we use, the better the result. But with the clan’s resources stretched thin…" Yanshui trailed off, hesitant.

"I have three small spirit stone fragments with me," YunYunshan said after a moment. "If that’s not enough, I’ll find a way to ask your sister for more."