Chapter 58: The Lord's Treasured Martial Arts
The external injuries on Qiao Mu's body, under Wang Songhe's treatment, were not particularly serious. It can only be said that with about a month of rest, he would fully recover.
The real problem lies within his body.
"The meridians in your body are almost completely destroyed, your internal strength is next to nothing. It can even be said that your path in martial arts has been severed!" Wang Songhe shakes his head and sighs.
The side effects of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method cannot be easily resolved through medical techniques.
This is a famous self-harming and explosive secret method. If it could be easily saved with medical techniques afterwards, then what's the point of calling it a self-harming secret method?
It is precisely because of the enormous cost that very few people use and master it.
However, to Wang Songhe's surprise, Qiao Mu remains calm.
"It's okay," he nodded.
"Since Guo Yan has already been defeated, what's a little price to pay?"
Qiao Mu didn't mind because if he died again, his body would immediately reset to its optimal state.
So, he didn't really care about his serious injuries.
But his indifferent demeanor made Wang Songhe and the others respect him even more.
After training for decades in martial arts, having it all destroyed in an instant would normally leave a martial artist devastated, even contemplating suicide.
"Actually, there might be a solution..." Wang Songhe pondered.
"The damage to your meridians can't be repaired overnight, but I can prescribe a medicine that, if taken consistently for years, might slowly heal your meridians."
"Even so, it will probably take at least ten to eight years... and the medicine required for this prescription can only be obtained in larger cities. Yan City probably won't have it."
"If it's Heyang City in the north, you should be able to buy it."
Heyang City？
Qiao Mu's heart skipped a beat.
He didn't really care about any damage to the meridians, but when he heard about Heyang City in the north, his interest suddenly piqued.
After the assassination of the lord in Yan City, Qiao Mu understood.
Even the lord was killed by his "Qiao Sen," so there probably aren't many people left in Yan City who dare to touch him or could kill him.
So, if he wanted to seek a high-quality death, Yan City was already too small for Qiao Mu.
And mentioning Heyang City in the north...
Qiao Mu furrowed his brow and looked out through the window of the small house, only to see vast mountains and dense forests.
"Brother Wang, is this direction the North?" He pointed outside the window.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Wang Songhe replied.
Qiao Mu was curious.
Ever since he practiced the mysterious "Martial Saint Spiritual Technique," he sometimes had a vague feeling in his heart, as if something in the North was attracting him.
Is that the direction of Heyang City by any chance?
Heyang City, I remember it's also Qiao Canxue's hometown...
"It seems like I've made up my mind to go to Heyang City," Qiao Mu nodded.
Of course, he also kept thinking about the information he got from Childe Guo, that the emperor would come near Yan City in a month... so maybe he would come back to Yan City in the future.
Wang Songhe quickly wrote down a prescription on paper and handed it to Qiao Mu:
"If you really plan to go to that Heyang City, I can write a recommendation letter for you."
"Brother Qiao Sen seems to be a person without a home, right? Nowadays, there are frequent natural disasters and famines, and there are refugees everywhere."
"If Brother Qiao Sen goes directly to Heyang City, you might be treated as a refugee."
"I have an old friend named Shen Qinghe who works as an official in Heyang City. It shouldn't be a problem for him to arrange a job for you."
In Wang Songhe's eyes, Qiao Sen's meridians were greatly damaged, making him almost disabled. His internal strength was nearly depleted, and there wasn't much martial arts ability left in his body.
For Qiao Sen, who only has a small amount of remaining internal strength, it is a big problem to make a living and acquire medicine for treating his damaged meridians.
That's why he took the initiative to propose.
After all, "Qiao Sen" also helped him kill Yan City's lord, Guo Yan.
Qiao Mu had no choice but to accept after expressing his gratitude.
After his body is refreshed, he won't need to worry about making a living or buying medicine. But having this recommendation letter can indeed save him a lot of trouble.
However, there is something that Qiao Mu is a bit curious about:
"You, a mountain bandit, actually have connections with government officials? And you can recommend others?"
"They were just colleagues I knew when I was young..." Wang Songhe didn't elaborate and quickly moved on.
Meanwhile, Zhang Kui couldn't wait any longer.
"Big brother, since Brother Qiao Sen is already awake, why don't we divide the treasures we seized from the Lord's Manor?"
"Yes, yes, it's time to divide." Qiao Mu became interested as soon as he heard it:
"I'm not really interested in gold and silver treasures. After all, they are just material possessions that we can't take with us when we die. But if there are any martial arts manuals, I'm quite interested."
Because Qiao Mu couldn't move yet, the bandits quickly brought the things they had seized from the secret room in the Lord's Manor for Qiao Mu to look over.
Among them, there were many antiques, collectibles, and jewelry, shining brightly. But Qiao Mu didn't care and started flipping through a secret manual.
"If Brother Qiao Sen is interested in the secret manual, there is a top-notch ancient method martial arts technique here!"
Zhang Kui eagerly handed a secret manual to Qiao Mu.
The hardcover book had five words written on it.
《Pure Yang Wuji Skill》.
"This thing is really impressive," praised mountain bandit Zhang Kui.
"Pure Yang Wuji Skill is the exclusive skill of the Wudang Sect, the most advanced martial arts technique and mental cultivation method! It is said that it was created by the legendary Zhang Zhenren, who achieved enlightenment through martial arts. This technique is extraordinary!"
"Although Guo Yan only obtained the first half of the Pure Yang Wuji Skill, it is still amazing."
"How did the exclusive skill of the Wudang Sect end up in Guo Yan's hands?" Qiao Mu was quite surprised.
"And what do you mean by 'ancient method martial arts' that you just mentioned?"
"It's all because of what the Martial Saint caused." Wang Songhe shook his head and said:
"Several decades ago, there were still many martial arts sects in the world, such as the famous sects like Wudang and Shaolin, and martial arts clans like Heyang City's Qiao Family. They were prosperous... but these are all things of the past."
"After the appearance of Martial Saint, the martial arts of these various sects became ancient martial arts, while what Martial Saint founded is a modern method."
"Since the establishment of Wuji Association by Martial Saint, almost all the famous sects and martial arts families in the world have had their gates broken."
"Whether it's Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Huashan... or martial arts families like Heyang City's Qiao Family, Martial Saint singlehandedly shattered their narrow-mindedness..."
"It is because of this that Wudang's 'Pure Yang Wuji Skill,' the supreme skill of this once prestigious sect, has been passed down to the sixth-ranked martial artist Guo Yan."
"If not for that, perhaps the only ones in the whole world who can practice 'Pure Yang Wuji Skill' would be the dozens of true disciples at the core of Wudang sect."
Translator: Volume 7 has been published on Amazon (https://amzn.to/49KO3VQ);
Volume 8 will be translated within 2 weeks.
