Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 33
After a long time, Han Changsheng heard a tired voice from behind him . âItâs over . â
Every inch of his skin was hot, all the way to the bone . The energy in his Dantian was overflowing, about to burst open . His hands and feet felt full of power . Â
It was hardly his own . Â
âTry using your skills,â the old man Xuanji said . Â
Han Changsheng moved his lips in a silent, meditative chant and operated with genuine vitality . His Dantian was getting hot . A stream of heat rushed towards his head, making him feel hot and dry . Desire clung to every inch of his form, flooding him with the impulse to vent the reserved energies in his body .
âTake a deep breath! Press two fingers on the acupoint at the center of your chest . Take it as the center of the universe . Circulate your True Qi for 30 cycles!â The old man Xuanji pointed at Han Changshengâs ear . Â
Doing as the old man said, Han Changsheng felt the impulse fade . He felt more comfortable, but his Dantian was still a mix of cold and hot, unbearable . Â Â
âAlas,â the old man sighed . âItâs my fault . Iâm eager for quick success and instant benefit . I shouldnât have poured decades of internal strength all into you in one breath, but I forgot you had a shallow foundation . I am afraid this will be difficult to overcome, and youâll have the risk of Qi deviation . â
Slowly opening his eyes, Han Changshengâs lips parted to curse his mother . The old man Xuanji and Lan Fang were good friends . They did things the same way, teaching others martial arts and internal strength without asking if it was what they wanted . They didnât give anyone the chance to refuse .
Now, the old man pa.s.sed on all his inner strength to him . It would be fine if he was as light as a swallow, but he felt as if his body was tied to a sandbag weighing a thousand kilograms, aching all over . He couldnât even lift his arms . Â Â
And what about the Dog Lord? Heâd intercepted the dogâs fate, the Black and White Impermanence would be furious with him, ah!
When Han Changsheng saw the old mn Xuanji, he swallowed back his dirty words .
The old man aged decades in an instant . His bright eyes faded into cloudy mists, his face dulled to grey, and his wrinkles deepened into crevices . Seeing the way the man looked back at him, Han Changsheng knew his limit was approaching . Â
Reading his thoughts, the old man laughed . âDonât worry about me . My false appearance has shattered . How are you feeling?â
âItâs very uncomfortable,â Han Changsheng said . Â
His expression became dignified, the old man said, âI didnât expect that . â
âSince you are a disciple of Yuehua Sect, your inner merit method of cultivation is supposed to be the same as Yuehua Sectâs Yueyang core method . I entered the world of martial arts through Yuehua Sect . I also base my inner merits practice on Yueyangâs core method . Although most of them are self-comprehensible, it should be compatible with Yueyangâs core method . Â
âHowever, when I put the internal force into your body, I noticed your internal force conflicted with mine . . . â
Han Changsheng choked .
What he practiced was not Yueyangâs core method, but the inner skill method he used was specifically tailored for him by the old master of the Dragon Tiger Hall . Xuanji thought he was a Yuehua Sect disciple just by his clothes . He couldnât help saying heâd been forced to exert all his inner strength, but he couldnât overcome it . He was suffering . Â
The old man said, âDo as according to what I just said . Pressed down on the acupoint at the center of your chest and try to move your True Qi . â
Spending what felt like miserable hours fighting against his discomfort, Han Changshengâs Dantian still felt sour and sore . Â
âItâs all this old rotten man,â the old man sighed . âMy good intentions have done bad things . If you keep suffering, just adjust your breath according to this method . It will ease your pain for a time . â
Han Changsheng wanted to cry . âSo, itâll only suppress it? Is there no other way?â
He gained a very deep internal force for no reason . Han Changsheng was naturally happy, but now that his find he is cold then hot, sometimes filled, and other time empty . His internal force was like a naughty mouse . It sometimes ran from his Dantian and all over his body, uncontrollable . Â
The old man Xuanji frowned and stroked his beard in thought . âThere is a natural solution . Iâve never encountered this kind of situation, so Iâm not good at it . â
âBut,â He went on, âI remember there was a family head on the world of martial arts . His family specialized in internal skill training . I once heard that the familyâs mental method could enable those practicing martial arts to learn two kinds of the core method for mutual restraint at the same time . If they can help you, you should be able to solve this . â
âWhich one?â Han Changsheng quickly asked .
The old man thought, then said, âIt was called . . . Tianmen or Tianyuan Villa? The villa Master and I have a friends.h.i.+p, though it was over twenty years ago . The villa master was the person who attached great importance to sentiment and righteousness . Iâll give you a token, and you must take it to the villa . The master may help you if you use my name . â
âTianyuan Villa?â Han Changsheng asked in despair . âIs his name Huangfu Tugen?â
âRight!â The old man Xuanji pressed his palm and nodded, âItâs Tianyuan Villaâs Master Huangfu . If you know it, thatâs great . â
The old man looked down to see if there were any token on his body he could give to Han Changsheng, but Han Changsheng raised his hand to stop him . âDonât look for it . The master of the Tianyuan Villa died fifteen years ago . â
âHe died fifteen years ago?â The old man asked . He lowered his hands and lamented, âThis old man hasnât been around for years, but I didnât expect . . . â
Han Changsheng rolled his eyes intolerably . His internal force roamed chaotic again, he hastened to adjust his breathing, only to hear the old man Xuanji say, âThat Master Huangfu may have children? Their internal merits and core methods are handed down from generation to generation, and his descendants may also know that set of secret books . â
Han Changsheng suddenly has an impulse to scream out long and hard toward the sky . G.o.d, to what degree do you plan to mess with Laozi? I deceived Master Huangfuâs descendant to jump off the cliff just one hour ago . He even damaged his mental capability, lost his memory, and underwent a complete 360 change on his temperament . Now the disorganized internal strength roaming inside of my body should have belonged to my âdearestâ friend!
âIs there no other way?â Asked Han Changsheng .
The old man thought for a moment and said, âI only know Tianyuan Villaâs core method . There may be other solutions, but I do not know them . â
Han Changsheng almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood . Isnât what you just said equivalent to not saying anything at all?
The old man coughed . Â
He lost all his internal strength, and his body weakened . His old diseases within his body resurfaced, and he spoke so much he could hardly hold himself up . Â
Han Changsheng couldnât ask any more questions . He had to answer one, himself .
The old man sat cross-legged and said, âGood boy, you go, I have little time . I want to rest here and recall some of my memories and events . â
Hesitating, Han Changsheng rose, then hesitantly said, âYouâd better go see Elder Lan Fang . He said he wanted to see you, too . â
Shocked, the old man smiled . âDid he?â
Han Changsheng nodded . âReally!â
Looking down, the old man sat in silence . He sighed, then said, âGo ahead, Iâll think about it . I donât want my last image in his heart to be like this . . . â
Han Changsheng wanted to say more, but he stopped . He wanted to persuade the old man but didnât quite know how . He hesitated, but finally thanked him and turned away . He had to let others worry about their affairs . He had more than enough to worry about on his own .
Han Changsheng had to support himself with trees as he moved along, his body sometimes light and sometimes heavy . After walking a long way, he tried to chop a hand at a big tree . Â Â
âBoom!â
It would take two people to embrace the tree, but Han Changsheng split a huge hole right through its middle .
Looking at his palm, Han Changsheng aimed it at another tree, splitting it just like the first . The tree itself remained motionless, not even a leaf fell .
His internal force was in a state of chaos again . Sometimes the old man Xuanjiâs share forced its way out, sometimes his original state disappeared . If he fought against someone now, only heaven would decide who would live or die . And it isnât the most tragic thing, the most tragic thing would be if he let this predicament continue on . Eventually, he would enter Qi deviation, he must think of a way to transform this internal force into his power . Â
Han Changsheng was about to leave when another heat flooded his head . Just as he dissipates his energy with a series of movements . He sat down, his breaths were heavy as he waited for the pressure to fade . Â
His eyes opening in frustration, he moved to stand but was stunned to silence .
Two shadows stood before him, one black one white . They were two long-lost ghosts . Â Â
The Black and White Impermanence stared at him, using a very violent condemning gaze . Â
âMortal!â The Black Impermanence said, âHow could you do this?â
Before he finished speaking, Han Changsheng rushed forward and tried to grab his collar . But when he reached for him, all he grabbed was empty air . They werenât spirits of this world . Han Changsheng couldnât touch them in the living world .
Drawing back his hand, Han Changsheng shouted, âYour motherâs a b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Where did you die? Ah?! Where did you die?! You almost killed me!â
The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other capriciously . Â
The White Impermanence coughed . He said, âWe have to go to heaven to report . A day in heaven is a year in mortal time, we have rushed back at top speed . Before we landed, we saw the old man Xuanji pa.s.sed his skills to you . Didnât we say that this was the Lordâs chance? How could you steal it?â
Fiercely, Han Changsheng said, âYou actually think this Laozi wants to rob him? Did you know this s.h.i.+t almost killed me?! If I canât conquer it, Iâm going into Qi deviation!â Han Changshengâs grievances practically poured out from his lips; heâd never been so unlucky in his life . Â
The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other again . Â
âWeâve been watching since our journey back,â the White Impermanence said . âIt happened so fast, we couldnât stop it . I told you that your const.i.tution was special and would change the lives of everyone who met you . I told you to avoid suspicion . Why kick the guy who offended the old man?â
Furious, Han Changsheng rolled his eyes . âHow was I supposed to know he was the old man Xuanji? You didnât tell me! If I knew he was the one, I would have dug a hole to hide and never attracted his attention . Also, my kick wasnât for the old man at all!â
Han Changsheng was wronged . If it werenât for his idleness in beating up the thieves, Li Jiulong wouldnât have died . If the original Li Jiulong was there, his qualifications were far worse than An Yuanâs . No matter how hard he tried, he couldnât straighten out An Yuanâs chances . First, he severed the connection between An Yuan and the old man Xuanji, then he brought himself together with Elder Lan Fang and Xuanji . Slowly, An Yuan was turning redundant . Â
A whisper of uncertainty pa.s.sed between them . They all knew Han Changsheng was telling the truth . They left in a hurry and had no time to explain . As a result, Han Changsheng didnât do the task he was a.s.signed to .
âSince the old man has pa.s.sed on all his power to you,â The Black Impermanence said, âYou will pa.s.s it on to An Yuan Xianjun . â
Han Changsheng was angrier than ever .
âSmelly G.o.d . Do you think internal strength can be pa.s.sed around so casually like Chinese cabbage? I hate that I cannot force this internal strength out . The old man gave it to me against my will, and the force clashed with my own . My Dantian is about to explode! If I canât absorb it at all now, how can I pa.s.s it on? Releasing this internal strength through intense physical movements will force me into a Qi deviation! The transmission of internal force isnât like splitting water, it will force the whole internal force out of the body . I will become a useless person, understand that!â
Han Changsheng and the Black and White Impermanence looked at each other . Neither side could help the other . It was a catastrophe . The White Impermanence opened an illusion, showing Han Changsheng a vision of stars in the night sky . Â
âWhat is this?â Han Changsheng couldnât help but ask . Â
The White Impermanence breathed a sigh of relief . âThe star of disaster is still bright . â
He explained . As long as An Yuanâs star of disaster still existed, there is still a chance to succeed . Looking at it, his face s.h.i.+fted . When he was in heaven, Lord An Yuanâs stars were half bright and half dark, but now they were all dark . It was Han Changshengâs fault, again . Â
The Black Impermanence gestured to the small auxiliary star beside An Yuanâs star, then explained, âThis is the star of Lord An Yuanâs disaster . As long as it isnât dark, it means Lord An Yuan will be thrown into the disaster . â
âThe star is so bright!â Han Changsheng said, suspicious . He changed the dog lordâs fate . Why was it still so bright?
The Black Impermanenceâs face was white with fury . âIt should be . Your nonsense makes it more difficult for An Yuan to cross, so the star of disaster will get brighter . â
Han Changsheng stared at him, refusing to admit his mistake . âSmelly G.o.d . How hard did you make this for me? You didnât tell me anything . What could I have done? Laozi doesnât want to play your games, you can do whatever you like!âÂ
âAh!â The White Impermanence stopped, âNever . If you go away, thereâs no room to save it! The cycle of cause and effect has its retribution . Those in your cult would also have bad luck!â
âAre you threatening me again?â Han Changsheng asked angrily . Â
âNot a threat!â The White Impermanence said, waving his hands . He hesitated, then sighed . âYou shouldnât see it, but now that youâve reached this point, you must . â
With a wave of his hand, The White Impermanence displayed a new fantasy before him .