While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 113 Cangyun Sword Scripture, 3 Great Dao Realms

Yue Feng had a sensual and enchanting dream, a very long dream. In the dream, chilled to the bone, he finally found a warm place and kept going deeper and deeper into it.

He tried to escape, but was instinctively pulled back. Gradually, his body relaxed, his meridians stopped hurting, and he heard a faint sobbing sound...

Yue Feng sat up abruptly, finding the sun had already set and the sky filled with stars. He sat by the Sword Spring, alone; Yun Ruoyu was nowhere to be seen. The iron box he had retrieved from the bottom of the Sword Spring lay beside him; Yun Ruoyu hadn't taken it with her.

He sniffed, faintly catching a familiar scent. A gentle night breeze carried the smell away quickly.

Yue Feng was filled with doubt, wondering what had happened after he fainted at the bottom of the Sword Spring. Logically, Yun Ruoyu should have saved him. But why did she abandon him after saving him? Why didn't she take the iron box with her? It was originally a treasure of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He shook his head, temporarily suppressing his chaotic thoughts, and checked his condition. Fortunately, his Qi Sea was not damaged. Although his meridians had suffered considerable injury, he could recover with proper care over a period of time.

He got up, dressed, and looked around again. The mountains were deserted; not a sound could be heard, not even birdsong. He sighed softly, picked up the iron box from the ground, held it in one arm, and retraced his steps, relying on his memory.

Just as they reached the edge of the forbidden area, Xiong Zhaozhao stormed over and demanded, "You injured my master, didn't you?"

Yue Feng was taken aback: "What?"

Xiong Zhaozhao retorted angrily, "Don't deny it! Didn't my master bring you here for a sparring match? She's injured now. If you didn't hit her, who else could it be?!"

Yue Feng felt wronged, confused, and unsure how to defend himself. Xiong Zhaozhao, assuming he was at a loss for words, scoffed:

"Who are you trying to fool with that look? Let me tell you, although my master has forgiven you, I don't intend to forgive you so easily!"

"You came to our Heavenly Sword Sect as a guest and actually injured our sect leader! This is outrageous! If we don't teach you a lesson, you won't know who we're dealing with..."

As Yue Feng listened to her rambling on and on, he suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Miss Bear, what do you want to do to me? Why don't we draw a line? If we can't draw a line, I'm tired and want to rest."

Xiong Zhaozhao's words stopped abruptly as she noticed Yue Feng's frighteningly pale face under the starlight. Yun Ruoyu, despite her leg injury, had a rosy complexion and looked healthier than Yue Feng.

She couldn't help but wonder, could Yue Feng's injuries be more serious than her master's? Why hadn't her master said a word, only mentioning his own injury? There must be a reason. Hmph, most likely some disrespectful disciple was plotting against her again.

Upon realizing this, Xiong Zhaozhao's anger towards Yue Feng immediately subsided, and she even felt a little embarrassed.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I got a little too excited just now. Are you alright? Master has already arranged a room for you and asked me to take you there to rest. I... I'll bring you some pills later to help you recover."

Yue Feng wasn't angry with Xiong Zhaozhao, but for some reason, he felt extremely tired. He nodded and followed Xiong Zhaozhao to the room Yun Ruoyu had arranged for him. Two maids were waiting at the door; they greeted him as he arrived. Xiong Zhaozhao said:

"Go inside and rest. If you need anything, just tell them."

"Um."

Two maids opened the door for Yue Feng and helped him bathe and change. Yue Feng, still groggy, finished getting ready and collapsed onto the bed. He slept for an unknown amount of time before Xiong Zhaozhao brought him some pills, forcing him to take them and instructing him to meditate and circulate his energy to neutralize their effects.

Yue Feng followed her instructions, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he felt his meridian injuries improve, and his energy also increased significantly. His sleepiness was gone after Xiong Zhaozhao's antics, and seeing the iron box on the table, he went over and sat down, carefully examining it.

He searched the box for a long time but found neither any mechanism nor even a crack. The entire iron box was a single, solid piece; if the sword manual was really inside, he had no idea how it had been placed there.

He asked his maid to fetch a small knife, infused it with his inner energy, and carefully cut off one side of the iron box.

A simply bound book caught Yue Feng's eye. The cover bore the four characters "Cangyun Sword Scripture" in regular script, the strokes delicate yet powerful, the structure seemingly concealing some hidden meaning. Just looking at these four characters, Yue Feng already had a vague understanding of them.

He ran his fingertips lightly across the book's cover and asked the maid outside, "Has your master retired for the night?"

The maid said, "Young hero, the sect leader is unwell and has already retired for the night."

Yue Feng hummed in agreement. He had originally intended to look through the sword manual with Yun Ruoyu, but now he had no choice but to give up. He wasn't a rigid person; since Yun Ruoyu had already promised him, he took the sword manual as agreed and began to read it page by page.

After reading the preface to the Sword Manual, he learned that the book was written by the founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, "Fairy Cangyun". Just as Yun Ruoyu had said, the contents of the Sword Manual did not contain any specific martial arts, but only recorded Fairy Cangyun's insights from her life of learning swordsmanship.

Cangyun proposed a concept in the scripture that impressed Yue Feng: the "Three Great Realms." The Three Great Realms are the Human Realm, the Self Realm, and the Heavenly Realm.

Cangyun believes that masters of the Human Realm can bring others' martial arts to their fullest potential; masters of the Self Realm build upon the foundations laid by others, creating their own unique moves and developing their own path; while masters of the Heaven Realm integrate their Self Realm with the Heaven Realm, thereby achieving the supreme martial arts state of "unity of man and nature".

This was, of course, just Cangyun's opinion and not recognized by the martial arts world, but Yue Feng felt that what she said made a lot of sense.

If we classify them according to this method, he is currently only a master of the Human Realm; Xie Hongde, the head of the Xie family, is considered to be in the Self Realm because he created a fake Yin Yang Wuji Gong; and the old Taoist he met on Wudang Mountain had at least one foot in the Heaven Realm.

Thus, the path to advancement became very clear: to create his own martial arts style. Before this thought had even left Yue Feng's mind, as if some strange switch had been triggered, a panel suddenly popped up:

The "Create Your Own Martial Arts" feature is now available. You can attempt to create your own martial arts based on three or more fusion-level martial arts. Each attempt will consume a certain amount of fusion points. Upon successful creation, the original martial arts will be deleted, and the fusion level of the new martial arts will start from zero.