Chapter 37: Come, All of You, Come at Me Together!

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Come, All of You, Come at Me Together!

Inside the Daoist Temple.

"To think it’s the Divine Silk Force, the Martial Arts of the Divine Silkworm Sect that was wiped out in the Jin Country a hundred years ago."

Hearing the old man click his tongue, Chengg Lin and her brother turned back, looking at him in shock.

At this moment, Li Jianzhou spoke from behind the shrine, "Lin’Er, Yunkong, it is not safe to stay here for long. Let’s go."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, Zhao Yunkong immediately stepped forward, carrying the crippled Li Jianzhou on his back. Under the gazes of Lin Qingqing and the others, they walked out of the dilapidated Daoist Temple. From beginning to end, they didn’t spare the others another glance.

Only Chengg Lin glanced back at Qii Zhengyi, who had intervened for them, before leaving. She seemed to want to say something apologetic, but ultimately kept silent.

Just like that, the three of them left the temple’s entrance and disappeared into the night.

The Lin Family’s eldest son looked shocked. He turned to the old man in the padded jacket. "Elder Wuu, they just left like that..."

Wuu Liusheng looked at him and chuckled, "What, you expect me to chop off Li Jianzhou’s head and give it to you so you can claim credit on Dao Yi Mountain? All so you can smoothly join their Sect? In your dreams!"

Lin Baibai said timidly, "I... I didn’t think that."

The outspoken Lin Qingqing directly asked, "Old man, what did you mean by the Divine Silkworm Sect’s Martial Arts? And what did Li Jianzhou just do to kill that Swordsman? Aren’t his Martial Arts completely crippled?"

Even Qii Zhengyi, standing not far away, scratched his head and cast a curious look, seemingly wanting an explanation as well.

The Sword Crown in the torn padded jacket looked in the direction the three had disappeared into the dark night. With a profound look in his eyes, he said, "What a formidable Li Jianzhou." He then turned his head to look at Lin Qingqing and continued, "The Divine Silkworm Sect was a Major Sect in the Martial Arts world within the Jin Country’s borders. A hundred years ago, they once dominated the Martial Arts world. Relying on their Sect’s secret supreme technique, the *Divine Silkworm Scripture*, they produced an expert ranked fifth in the world.

"What Li Jianzhou just used was the skill from the *Divine Silkworm Scripture*."

"Huh?" Lin Qingqing asked in confusion. "Didn’t Li Jianzhou cripple his own Martial Arts in front of everyone on Dao Yi Mountain?"

The Sword Crown in the torn padded jacket stroked his goatee and smiled faintly. "Legend has it that the miraculous aspect of this Martial Arts lies in ’spinning a cocoon around oneself, finding life only after facing absolute death.’ To train this skill to Great Success, a martial artist must first possess incredibly powerful Martial Arts, and then cripple their own Power. Just like a silkworm spinning a cocoon to shed its original form and undergo a Feather Transformation into a butterfly breaking out of the cocoon. If one uses their original Power to train it forcefully, it will only get worse."

Lin Qingqing opened her mouth wide. "Ah, so Li Jianzhou fooled everyone on Dao Yi Mountain? Doesn’t that mean if his *Divine Silkworm Scripture* reaches Great Success one day, he will return to slaughter his way back up Dao Yi Mountain?"

The old man stroked his chin and said, "That’s hard to say. After all, while the *Divine Silkworm Scripture* is indeed miraculous, requiring the prerequisite of crippling one’s Power to rebuild it, the Divine Silkworm Sect has only produced one person who reached Great Success across so many generations. Later, their Sect was even wiped out. This proves that training this Martial Arts to become the strongest in the world is exceptionally difficult."

Saying this, he smiled uncannily. "If Li Jianzhou truly manages to break out of his cocoon and be reborn, perhaps his Martial Arts will not only take a massive step forward, but his body might also be like a silkworm, undergoing a Feather Transformation into a butterfly. He might even be able to find and attach new limbs to replace his severed arms and legs."

However, that was a headache for that young Dao Yi Sect Leader. It was none of his damn business.

Lin Qingqing stared at the ground, her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking about.

CRACK!

Suddenly, a loud thunderclap rang outside the temple, and lightning illuminated the night sky. Following that, a torrential downpour fell.

...

...

Eight hundred miles away, on Dao Yi Mountain.

The PITTER PATTER of the rain hit the window outside. It couldn’t awaken Chen Sha, who had already entered behind the Southern Heavenly Gate. He also didn’t know what had happened in that dilapidated Daoist Temple eight hundred miles away.

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Behind the Southern Heavenly Gate. The Peach Blossom Island Chapter.

The sky was filled with dancing pink petals. Accompanied by the piercing soundwaves of a bamboo flute that could rupture eardrums, they shuttled back and forth through the sky like successive tsunamis!

The melody was as vast as the open sea, smooth for ten thousand miles, with the distant tide slowly pushing closer, gradually speeding up. Then, the surging torrents rushed in, white-capped waves rising like continuous mountains. Within the tide, fish leaped and whales breached, while on the sea’s surface, the wind howled and seagulls flew. Coupled with Water Demons and Sea Monsters, a horde of demons rode the tide...

Suddenly, icebergs drifted near, then the sea boiled like a hot spring, pushing the limits of transformation. Yet, after the tide receded, the water became as calm as a mirror, while the seabed hid rapid undercurrents. Danger lurked in the silence, making listeners unknowingly fall into the trap, making it exceptionally impossible to guard against.

This was precisely the ultimate Martial Arts of the Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, the *Jade Sea Tide Raising Melody*.

Wearing a long green gown, looking like a middle-aged scholar, he stood atop a tree, pressing his fingers against a bamboo flute. His incredibly formidable Grandmaster Peak True Qi Inner Strength was entirely hidden within the flute’s sound.

But, within this *Jade Sea Tide Raising Melody*, which could absolutely be called a wide-range lethal weapon in this World of Legend of the Condor Heroes, a person within the Peach Blossom Forest formation moved like a soaring dragon. Not only was he entirely unaffected by the melody—unlike an ordinary First-class Expert who would lose control and scratch their ears and cheeks in distress—he instead stepped continuously, shooting toward Huang Yaoshi like a fired ballista.

"Eh? Where exactly did this strange kid who mysteriously appeared on Peach Blossom Island come from? At such an age, he can actually withstand Huang the Evil’s *Jade Sea Tide Raising Melody* for so long. His Power is extraordinary." A middle-aged beggar in ragged clothes stood on a house far away from the Peach Blossom Forest, muttering in a low voice. "Even for me to withstand Huang the Evil’s sinister melody wouldn’t be easy."

He then looked toward a middle-aged man in a white robe on the other side and shouted, "Old Poisonous Creature, I’ve never heard of such a figure in the Central Plains. Is that kid from your Western Domain?"

Ouyang Feng stood opposite Hong Qigong, similarly witnessing the figure in the Peach Blossom Forest. He didn’t reply to Hong Qigong’s words. He merely looked at the young man in the forest, his heart cold.

He thought, "To have such Power at such a young age, capable of contending with Huang Yaoshi... if he is given another ten years, won’t he be another Central Divine Ability, Wang Chongyang?"

If there was another Wang Chongyang in the world, he would have no hope of becoming the number one in the world in this lifetime. Therefore, a killing intent had already emerged in his heart.

In the Peach Blossom Forest.

Chen Sha stomped down, having already closed in within thirty feet of Huang Yaoshi. He was unaware of the shift in Ouyang Feng’s mindset within these Cosmic Light Fragments. At this moment, utilizing his formidable Half-step Grandmaster Power, he channeled the Great Yellow Court Heart Method. Over the past seven days in the outside world, he had experienced several hundred battles’ worth of experience in countering the *Jade Sea Tide Raising Melody*, and now, he was completely unaffected by this Martial Melody.

BOOM!

Seeing Chen Sha close the distance to thirty feet, then twenty feet, then ten feet, Huang Yaoshi’s face turned incredibly solemn. At such a close distance, the *Jade Sea Tide Raising Melody* was already useless.

Huang Yaoshi bent his arms inward, elbows forward. Stomping his foot, he left the treetop and crashed toward Chen Sha’s chest in midair like an arrow.

BANG!

Their fist and elbow immediately collided. With just this contact, Huang Yaoshi’s expression changed drastically. He felt that his elbow hadn’t struck a body of flesh and blood, but a towering mountain.

Looking again, the young man’s body in front of him suddenly seemed tall and majestic. Smiling faintly at him, he raised five fingers and pressed his palm down straight toward his head! His five fingers descended straight down like a sudden thunderbolt striking, causing the surrounding air to wail!

"Good!" Huang Yaoshi shouted, unleashing the Luoying Divine Sword Palm in response.

As soon as he made his move, a fierce wind suddenly kicked up in the Peach Blossom Forest, causing thousands of flowers to fall at once. His posture was elegant and agile in front of Chen Sha, as if he were dancing, while his palm strikes were as sharp as swords.

CLANG CLANG CLANG!

In the blink of an eye, he exchanged ten moves with Chen Sha. However, with every contact, it felt like he had hit an iron plate. This sensation was incredibly similar to when he fought Wang Chongyang on Hua Mountain Peak back in the day. A feeling of powerlessness actually welled up in his heart.

The more this happened, the more the proud and arrogant Huang Yaoshi refused to accept it. He immediately let out a long howl and executed all of his various Martial Arts...

The Vortex Leaf-Sweeping Leg, the Finger Snapping Divine Ability, the Bibo Palm Technique, the Orchid Brushing Acupoint Hand...

Each move was faster than the last, and each move was more ingenious than the last. The moves even cooperated with one another. In the Peach Blossom Forest, it seemed as if he had conjured six palms and six legs, advancing layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, he attacked with thirty-six moves!

However, he could never break through Chen Sha’s iron-bucket-like defense. In Huang Yaoshi’s eyes, this young Daoist had used only a single Palm Seal from beginning to end, yet it was ever-changing. Whenever a seal was formed, various exquisite Martial Arts would flow from between his palms and fingers. He could even masterfully control entirely contradictory Powers with pure perfection.

So much so that in less than half a cup of tea’s time of fighting, Huang Yaoshi had unleashed all of his Martial Arts, yet he couldn’t gain the slightest advantage. Instead, his aura declined layer by layer, utterly suppressed.

It was truly like battling the world’s number one, Wang Chongyang.

After sending Huang Yaoshi flying with a palm strike, Chen Sha laughed out loud, "Isle Master Huang, it is inevitably dull with just the two of us fighting! Why don’t the two of you watching the show on the house over there come up together? How about treating this place like Hua Mountain Peak from back then?"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong, standing on the house on Peach Blossom Island, laughed in anger. "What an arrogant junior."

Meanwhile, upon hearing the words, Ouyang Feng stepped out and flew forward, heading straight for Chen Sha without the slightest hesitation.

"Come! Don’t dawdle like cowards!" Chen Sha laughed heartily. "Come at me together!"

He stood in the distance, looking at the three of them, his hearty laughter echoing across Peach Blossom Island.