Chapter 179: Chapter 120: Killing Intent at Nightfall

Fang Shuwen was in no hurry to see Yu Yaoguang. First, he opened the letter Zhai Xing had handed him.

In the letter, Zhou Qingmei expressed her concern for Fang Shuwen’s safety, then went on to talk about her seclusion.

The Yuqing Fruit wasn’t difficult to use, but cultivating the Golden Jade Divine Technique wasn’t so simple.

However, if everything went smoothly, her Martial Arts would have improved greatly by the next time they met.

She also told Fang Shuwen that after her seclusion, she would return to Julu City to visit family and would then come find him at the Four Seas Martial Arts Hall.

At the end, she reminded Fang Shuwen not to forget what he had promised her.

The letter wasn’t long. Fang Shuwen read it twice before putting it away.

Sensing a strange look in Zhai Xing’s eyes, he couldn’t help but look up at her.

When he met her gaze, Zhai Xing didn’t feel the least bit awkward. She simply raised an eyebrow at him.

"Young Hero Fang, you’re handsome and talented, a true prodigy. It’s no wonder my little disciple, Qingshuang, can’t get you out of her head."

"...You jest, Senior."

Fang Shuwen chuckled drily, feeling the topic was more than a little awkward.

If it were Lan Yue, she would have known when to stop, but Zhai Xing had no such tact. She shook her head.

"What’s there to jest about? I was young once too."

"I’ve had my own experiences with matters between men and women."

"In the end, it all comes down to those three words: leave no regrets."

Fang Shuwen was taken aback. ’It seems this usually carefree Zhai Xing has a side no one knows.’

The phrase "leave no regrets" was uttered, yet it seemed tinged with deep regret itself.

’What kind of experiences has she had?’

Though he was curious, it wasn’t his place to ask.

Zhai Xing didn’t continue on this topic either. The two chatted idly as they walked, talking about other things.

Chen Yan’s injuries hadn’t been serious. During the few days Fang Shuwen was away, he had taken his leave and departed.

The Great Monk from Nianhua Zen Temple would arrive at Yuqing Pavilion in a few days, and Weng Zhenliu’s group from Setting Sun Valley would be formally handed over.

Yuqing Pavilion and Nianhua Zen Temple had exchanged messages via carrier pigeon. Their meaning was very clear: if they dared to cause trouble in the Eastern Domain, they wouldn’t be going back.

They would be imprisoned in Nianhua Zen Temple until they died.

Besides Nianhua Zen Temple, other sects like Taixu Dao and the Cangwu Sword Sect would also be arriving at Yuqing Pavilion in the coming days.

Because the Yuqing Fruits had inexplicably ripened early, the Yuqing Banquet also had to be held ahead of schedule.

Furthermore, he needed to find a suitable sect for Xu Shuxin to join.

He was a boy, and although still young, Yuqing Pavilion did not accept male disciples. When the time came, he could ask Yu Yaoguang to step in and recommend him to Taixu Dao or the Cangwu Sword Sect.

With Yu Yaoguang’s reputation, he would surely be able to find a suitable master for Xu Shuxin. As long as the boy himself was willing to work hard, his future would be bright.

As the two were talking, they finally arrived at Yu Yaoguang’s residence.

It was just an ordinary-looking courtyard.

The courtyard’s layout was quite serene, and at that moment, Yu Yaoguang was sitting at a table drinking tea.

Seeing Fang Shuwen arrive, she waved him over.

"Come have a cup with me."

"..."

’Something about that doesn’t sound right.’ Fang Shuwen sat down beside her, and her very first words nearly made him spit out his tea.

"I heard you took liberties with Feichan?"

"What do you mean, ’took liberties’? It was an accident!"

’That Miao Feichan,’ Fang Shuwen thought, ’does she just tell everyone everything?’

Yu Yaoguang shot him a silent glance.

"An accident is an accident, no need to get excited. In any case, just like myself, she doesn’t have a man."

"An occasional little man popping up can add a bit of spice to things."

"Sect Leader Yu... please watch your words."

’Sect Leader Yu really doesn’t act like a proper sect leader,’ Fang Shuwen thought. ’She speaks without a filter and acts without restraint.’

"Alright, alright. You’re clearly a little lecher, yet you insist on pretending to be some old fuddy-duddy scholar."

Yu Yaoguang shot him a wry glance.

"You wanted to ask for advice on a Fingering Technique?"

"That’s right."

Fang Shuwen nodded.

"The Martial Arts of Yuqing Pavilion cannot be taught to outsiders. Most of my own Martial Arts come from Yuqing Pavilion, though of course, some were chanced upon while traveling the Jianghu."

Yu Yaoguang continued,

"Unfortunately, there are no Fingering Techniques among them."

’Then why did you even...’

"However, you can still learn from other sources. With your current Martial Arts Cultivation, you should understand that while the path of Martial Arts is vast and boundless, the further you progress, the more you realize all paths converge."

When Yu Yaoguang was being playful, she was truly unrestrained.

But now that she was being serious, she possessed the aura befitting a grandmaster of her generation.

The playful look vanished from Fang Shuwen’s face, and he began to listen intently.

Yu Yaoguang started by illustrating her point with the concept of "all paths converge," gradually extending the discussion to all kinds of Martial Arts, and finally returning to Fingering Techniques.

She stripped away all the non-essential details, pointing directly to the core of Martial Arts.

At first, it was just Yu Yaoguang talking, but it slowly evolved into a discussion with Fang Shuwen.

From the variations of fists and palms to the mysteries of Fingering Techniques.

Eventually, neither of them could sit still. They got up and started demonstrating moves, and time slipped by, second by second, minute by minute.

By the time Zhai Xing came over again, it was three days later.

For these three days, Fang Shuwen ate here and slept here. Whenever he was awake, he would discuss Martial Arts with Yu Yaoguang.

Occasionally, their conversations would stray to other topics.

But they would always gradually steer the conversation back to the original subject.

And so, when Fang Shuwen left Yu Yaoguang’s residence three days later, he had a complete framework of new ideas in his mind and had achieved a much clearer, more detailed understanding of his own Martial Arts.