c491: 277: A Thousand Techniques, One Path; Myriad Changes, One Origin!

Chapter 491: Chapter 277: A Thousand Techniques, One Path; Myriad Changes, One Origin! [A thousand forms unite, ten thousand transformations return] refers to the highest realm of Martial Arts.

A thousand techniques converge into one path, and ten thousand variations return to one point!

The Martial Emperor mastered everything he learned within the span of his fingers, training each to the utmost perfection.

Ultimately, he realized this technique, [A thousand forms unite, ten thousand transformations return].

First in the fingers and palms, then into fists and kicks.

It is said that the last time Li Juechen revealed his skills before the world, twenty years ago, there was no longer even the slightest weakness to be found upon him. In ordinary terms, he had no flaws left, and every aspect, every inch of his being had been integrated into [A thousand forms unite, ten thousand transformations return].

From then on, any Martial Arts striking against him became ineffective.

Not only did they fail to inflict the slightest harm, but he could also use them for a counterattack.

It was precisely ’without releasing my force, applying the force aimed at me to counter them,’ ultimately standing invincible.

This realm is almost like a myth.

From then on, no one dared challenge him again.

Chu Qing had dreamed of becoming a warrior in the Martial World since childhood; the Martial Emperor stood unchallenged at the pinnacle of this world, naturally, he aspired toward that.

Therefore, the first time he saw Luo Wushuang using this technique against an enemy, he instinctively thought of that legendary Secret Technique.

But ultimately, he didn’t dare make a rash judgment; only upon inquiry did he confirm it.

Yet, as a result, some things became increasingly mysterious.

Chu Huai Feng’s [Cold Corpse Record] and that person’s [Wood Corpse Technique] from the Evil Extermination List, these two must be related.

Luo Wushuang knew what Martial Arts Chu Huai Feng practiced, while Chu Huai Feng was deeply secretive about the person who taught him this Martial Arts.

Even that person from the Evil Extermination List told Chu Qing after being slain... never to go to the Taiheng Sect.

Chu Qing could not believe there wasn’t the slightest connection between them.

An elusive answer seemingly stood before him!

The creator of the [Cold Corpse Record] and [Wood Corpse Technique] was none other than Li Juechen, the Martial Emperor!

Whether it’s Chu Huai Feng or the assassin on the Evil Extermination List, they both remained secretive about the person behind them, even with Chu Qing’s title as the Third Young Master, they didn’t regard him at all.

This is inherently a strange occurrence, indicating the person in the backdrop is even more terrifying.

If indeed that person is Li Juechen, then everything makes sense.

But the question is...

Li Juechen hasn’t emerged in the Martial World for twenty years, suddenly stirring up these matters, what exactly does he intend?

Chu Huai Feng wreaks havoc in the Martial World, yet he doesn’t come to clean it up, letting him do as he pleases, what is going on?

The perplexity in the heart is hard to settle, yet with the sound of the wind, Luo Wushuang turns to leave.

With a quick movement, Chu Qing steps before him:

"Where are you going?"

Luo Wushuang scratches his head:

"Third Young Master, though I indeed framed you, haven’t you exposed the truth to everyone now?

"If you’re really upset, beat me up later, I won’t retaliate.

"But now... please, Third Young Master let me through, with becoming the Taiheng Sect’s Sect Leader now impossible, there’s something I must do first."

"...What do you need to do?"

Chu Qing squints his eyes.

"Kill someone."

"Kill who?"

"Chen Zhengnan."

"Must you kill?"

"A blood feud, incompatible under heaven."

Once ’a blood feud, incompatible under heaven’ was said, there seemed to be no need for further words.

Yet Chu Qing still asked:

"But why did you kill Guan Changying?"

Luo Wushuang was silent, not long, before a smile appeared on his face:

"He deserved to die..."

"Deserved to die?"

"Raised by Li Junmo for almost twenty years, he forgot who his father was.

"That day in the Calm Heart Cave, you saw Li Junmo’s attitude... afterward, you guessed right, Guan Changying also went to the Calm Heart Cave.

"Li Junmo explained the cause and effect to him, finally stretching his neck to await execution.

"But do you know what he did?"

Luo Wushuang laughed mockingly:

"He didn’t kill.

"Years back, if it weren’t for Li Junmo, Zhao Qipeng, and Chen Zhengnan meddling, how could my father have died so easily?

"Such deep hatred he claimed to let go just like that?

"He even tried to admit Zhao Qipeng died at his hands, even giving up the title of Taiheng Sect Young Sect Leader!

"How outrageous!!"

Luo Wushuang filled in the story of that night.

When Li Junmo urged Guan Changying to act, Guan Changying didn’t act.

No one knows the details now.

Luo Wushuang was also waiting that night... the result he awaited was Guan Changying, patiently advising him to let go of hatred.

No one knows what price Luo Wushuang paid over these nearly twenty years for revenge.

He practiced diligently, enduring pain beyond what an ordinary person could bear, all in hopes of someday avenging his father.

And fulfilling Qi Luo’s long unfulfilled wish, to become the Taiheng Sect’s Sect Leader!

Guan Changying originally had such an opportunity; he could be the Sect Leader, and he could have avenged.

Yet, at the last moment, he wanted to give up.

He let himself be influenced by Li Junmo!

To Luo Wushuang, this was betrayal.

"He advised me to let go of hatred, even took out the air of an elder brother, willing to draw the sword against me!"

Luo Wushuang’s eyes were faintly damp:

"We haven’t met in almost twenty years...

"If an elder brother disciplines his younger brother, originally it’s natural; if not for this matter, even if he hit me a few times, cursed me a little, I might have felt happy.

"Unfortunately, ever since he spoke of letting go of hatred, he was no longer my brother.