Meng Xiaoyu was stunned by Mi Jiu’s words. What was happening now? Was this the moment she was going to unlock her golden finger? Or was it a must-have skill given to every transmigrator by the great god of transmigration? Meng Xiaoyu’s athletic abilities weren’t particularly developed. Apart from being forced by her grandfather to learn Tai Chi, Tai Chi Sword, and some Shaolin Temple’s Inner Breathing due to her poor health as a child, she had no other physical training. To Meng Xiaoyu, those Tai Chi, Tai Chi Sword, and Inner Breathing were just slow-paced exercises. When asked why she thought so, the answer was simple: her grandfather said so. Other than these, her athletic skills were a complete mess.
After a while, Meng Xiaoyu snapped back to reality. She was so happy she almost jumped up, thinking to herself. According to the old man’s words, her body was very suitable for learning martial arts. Did that mean she could quickly become a martial arts master? The thought of becoming a martial arts master soon made Meng Xiaoyu extremely excited.
While Meng Xiaoyu was grinning from ear to ear, Han Rubing and her sister were slightly surprised. They had also heard Mi Jiu’s words just now and didn’t expect that the little girl had such good potential.
“Master, can you teach me Light Techniques now?” Meng Xiaoyu looked at Mi Jiu expectantly. But after waiting for a long time without Mi Jiu agreeing, Meng Xiaoyu said again, “Master, my grandfather always told me that no matter how much you eat in one meal, you can’t become fat all at once. So, even if your martial arts are powerful and my potential is good, you can’t teach me to become a martial arts master all at once, right? The martial world is dangerous, and you’ve been wandering it for so many years, you should know that. There are so many skilled martial artists out there. If someone wants to kill me and I don’t even have basic survival skills, I might die before becoming a martial arts master. If that happens, where will you find another disciple with such good potential like me?” After saying this, Meng Xiaoyu looked at Mi Jiu with teary eyes.
Looking at Meng Xiaoyu’s pitiful eyes and thinking about what she just said, Mi Jiu felt she made sense. The martial world was dangerous and full of skilled fighters, and Meng Xiaoyu couldn’t become a master overnight. Even if she could, there were always stronger people out there. Who could guarantee that his good disciple could defeat those martial arts masters? Thinking of this, Mi Jiu decided to teach her his most proud Light Technique, “Wind-Riding Steps,” besides the “Wind-Cutting Sword Technique.” In fact, Mi Jiu’s famous skills included two other powerful techniques besides the “Wind-Cutting Sword Technique,” one of which was the Light Technique “Wind-Riding Steps.”
“Good disciple, you make a lot of sense. I’ll teach you my other proud skill, ‘Wind-Riding Steps.'”
“‘Wind-Riding Steps’? Is it a powerful Qinggong?” Meng Xiaoyu asked, blinking her eyes.
“Of course, it’s another one of my powerful skills!” Mi Jiu said proudly.
“Then why didn’t you teach me when I first asked?” Meng Xiaoyu asked angrily.
“Isn’t it because you said you wanted to learn Qinggong just to escape?” Mi Jiu said, a bit embarrassed.
“So, have you figured it out now?” Meng Xiaoyu teased.
“Yes, I’ve figured it out. If we can’t win, we should run. If we can’t even escape, wouldn’t that be even more embarrassing?” Mi Jiu said passionately.
“Yes, Master, you’re absolutely right.” Meng Xiaoyu quickly agreed.
Han Rubing and her sister looked at the master and disciple, one speaking and the other agreeing, and shook their heads speechlessly. Han Rubing looked at the sky, which was getting late, and said to Mi Jiu, “Senior, it’s getting late. Should we continue on to the next town or what?”
“No need, let’s spend the night in the woods by the roadside,” Mi Jiu said after thinking for a while. Then he turned to Meng Xiaoyu and said, “Good disciple, although you have great potential, you don’t have any internal energy. It’s very difficult to master ‘Wind-Riding Steps” to its highest level. So, I’ve decided to pass on some internal energy to you tonight and start teaching you ‘Wind-Riding Steps” tomorrow. How about that?”
“Really? Master, you’re the best! I love you!” Meng Xiaoyu cheered happily, then hugged Mi Jiu and kissed him before running off to celebrate.
“You little rascal, how dare you take advantage of me? I’m so old, and you still dare to take advantage of me…” Mi Jiu, who was kissed by Meng Xiaoyu, ranted angrily at her. Meng Xiaoyu responded intermittently.
Later…
The morning was cool, and the sun slowly rose from the east. Birds perched on branches, singing beautiful songs.
Everything seemed so wonderful, but…
“You little rascal, how many times have I told you? That sword move should be a diagonal thrust, not a diagonal chop. Why did I take you as my disciple?”
“Old man, I just saw you chop diagonally! And how am I stupid? Maybe you’re just a bad teacher. Haven’t you heard the saying? There’s no such thing as a bad student, only a bad teacher.”
“Ha, you little rascal, you’re talking back to me? You’ve got some nerve…”
Han Rubing and her sister looked speechlessly at the master and disciple bickering but didn’t intervene. This scene had played out many times before. After a while, Han Rubing walked over to the still-bickering Meng Xiaoyu and Mi Jiu and said, “Little one, senior, let’s eat something before continuing our practice.”
Hearing there was food, Meng Xiaoyu immediately stopped arguing with the old man and ran to Han Rushuang, grabbing the meat buns she had bought from the nearby town and eating them voraciously. For the past month, she had been dragged out of bed by the old man before dawn to practice. Every day, she was trained to exhaustion, so her address for Mi Jiu had changed from “Master” to “Old Man.” She also argued with him every time, making the old man so angry that he started calling her “Little Rascal” instead of “Good Disciple.”
Mi Jiu glanced disdainfully at Meng Xiaoyu, who was sitting next to Han Rushuang and eating buns, and said, “You little brat, you’ve already learned ‘Wind-Riding Steps’.’ Although your swordsmanship is still lacking, with regular practice, you should be proficient in about half a year. Also, you must practice your internal energy techniques regularly. No slacking off, understand?” As he spoke, he pulled out a book on palm techniques from his chest and tossed it to Meng Xiaoyu. “This ‘Lingfeng Palm Technique,’ practice it according to the methods in the book. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask these two little girls next to you.” Mijiu pointed to the Han Rubing sisters and then said, “Your master has to leave now.”
“Where are you going, old man?” Meng Xiaoyu swallowed the bun in her mouth and picked up the martial arts manual Mijiu had thrown at her.
“I have some matters to attend to, so I have to go. You and those two girls continue to head to Fuyun City. And make sure to practice your swordsmanship regularly. Also, practice the ‘Lingfeng Palm Technique’ I gave you, understand? If I see no improvement in your martial arts next time, you’ll see how I deal with you. Alright, I won’t say more. I’m leaving now.” With that, he used his light skill and flew away.
Meng Xiaoyu watched the direction the old man flew off and said to Han Rubing, “Sister Ruobing, where is that old man going in such a hurry?”
“I don’t know either, maybe he has something important to do.” Han Rubing looked at Meng Xiaoyu with a faint smile in her eyes. She looked at the little girl in front of her and smiled slightly, her thoughts drifting back to that night a month ago.
“My good disciple, I am going to transfer some internal energy to you now. Sit cross-legged with your hands on your knees and clear your mind of all thoughts.”
Mi Jiu watched as Meng Xiaoyu followed his instructions and sat behind her, channeling his internal energy with his hands on her back, slowly transferring it into her body. However, during the transfer, Mi Jiu was very surprised. He found that Meng Xiaoyu’s meridians were much wider than those of ordinary people, and the internal energy he transferred did not gather in her dantian but dispersed into her eight extraordinary meridians.
This puzzled Mijiu greatly. Despite his confusion, he did not stop transferring internal energy to Meng Xiaoyu. The more he transferred, the more astonished he became. He had already transferred nearly twenty years’ worth of internal energy to Meng Xiaoyu, yet she showed no signs of discomfort.
Normally, someone like Meng Xiaoyu, who had never practiced any martial arts or internal energy, would experience great pain from receiving so much internal energy suddenly. But Meng Xiaoyu seemed completely unaffected, which was very strange.
After a while, Mijiu finally stopped transferring internal energy and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He stood up to check on Meng Xiaoyu’s condition and was even more amazed. He had transferred over thirty years’ worth of internal energy to her, yet Meng Xiaoyu looked completely normal, showing no signs of discomfort.
Mijiu checked her pulse and found that her dantian was still empty. He quickly instructed Meng Xiaoyu to follow his methods. When he saw Meng Xiaoyu easily chop down a small tree, he was speechless with shock.
The internal energy had clearly entered her body, yet her dantian was empty. She had over thirty years’ worth of internal energy, but it was undetectable. What surprised him even more was yet to come.
When he started teaching Meng Xiaoyu the ‘Wind Riding Steps,’ the Han Rubing sisters were also astonished. Meng Xiaoyu learned very quickly, mastering the ‘Wind Riding Steps’ in just seven days.
The ‘Wind Riding Step’ is divided into three stages. Mastering the first stage allows one to walk on walls and leap across rooftops. The second stage grants speed like the wind, leaving no trace in the snow. The final stage, as its name suggests, allows one to fly in the air for extended periods without support, with speed as swift as the wind, and the ability to change speed at will.
Very few people in the world can perform this lightness skill, and even fewer have reached the third stage. Yet Meng Xiaoyu mastered it effortlessly in just seven days.
This astonished the three of them. However, what was even more surprising was that Meng Xiaoyu, who mastered an extraordinary light skill in just seven days, took more than half a month to fail at learning a simple beginner’s sword technique. This left Mi Jiu and the Han sisters speechless.
