Purple Mist Dao Master
Chapter 65: Succeeding as Master! Surprise Weapon Meets Surprise Weapon Again! [4th Update, Seeking First Subscription!]

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Succeeding as Master! Surprise Weapon Meets Surprise Weapon Again! [4th Update, Seeking First Subscription!]

"I was just about to tell you."

Hearing Yan Chuan mention that Yu Jinpeng and the other two wanted to become disciples, Cheng Fengxiao sighed, "In the first half of my life, I’ve taken in four apprentices. Three of them abandoned me, leaving only you. You’re naturally gifted and have profound comprehension, yet I’ve delayed you for so long, proving I’m not a qualified Master. You don’t need to take me as your teacher. If they’re interested and you don’t mind, you could take them under your wing instead. They are disciples you know well, who have stayed during tough times, not judging by talent, at least they are decent in character."

"Master hasn’t delayed me; it’s just that I was slow to enlighten."

Yan Chuan hurriedly said. Indeed, he had been dense for twenty years, blaming only the ’Purple Mist Palace’ for coming late.

"As for accepting apprentices, you handle it. One more thing—"

Cheng Fengxiao shook his head and continued, "Now this Martial Arts Hall relies entirely on you to instruct disciples. Your ’Cheng Family Boxing’ has already reached great success and even innovated extensively. There’s no need for you to go to other places; just stay in Guangling City and inherit the ’Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall’."

"Ah, this —"

Yan Chuan was shocked, "Master, you are in your prime, and the Martial Arts Hall is flourishing. Why say this?"

Cheng Fengxiao smiled and said, "I’ve always intended to pass this Martial Arts Hall on to you. I originally thought to wait a few more years until you mastered the Iron Wire Fist, then pass the Master position to you, and guide you for another few years, ensuring a stable foundation. But now you’ve made rapid progress, so I don’t need to support it painfully anymore. Besides, now with the ’Mountain and Sea Realm’ and your new creation ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’ and ’Five Forms Eight Techniques Fist,’ my mind is on these things, and I don’t have the time or energy to manage the Martial Arts Hall. But you’re different; you’ve devoted so much to Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall and can grow while instructing disciples. It’s only right for you to inherit the position of Master.

"Master—"

Yan Chuan was about to continue refusing.

Cheng Fengxiao waved his hand, "Without the rightful title, words don’t hold weight. If you don’t become the Master, how can you accept disciples? How can you teach those disciples to trust you without being the Master? How will peers in Jianghu treat you?"

"But this Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall should be passed on to Wen Long."

Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall!

Cheng’s Martial Arts Academy!

A family heritage Martial Arts Hall!

This isn’t a sect; it’s passed down through generations, and shouldn’t be passed on to an outsider.

"That brat?"

"Hmph!"

"Even if I were to die, even if I jumped from the city gate tower, I wouldn’t pass the Martial Arts Hall to him."

Cheng Fengxiao’s mind was made up.

Yan Chuan repeatedly refused but couldn’t resist Cheng Fengxiao’s kind intentions.

...

Cheng Fengxiao acted swiftly.

He returned on September 18th, decided to pass the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall to Yan Chuan on September 19th, and within four days sent out invitations, inviting friends, heroes of Jianghu, and various colleagues to witness the event.

September 24th, an auspicious day.

Amidst music and festivities, Yan Chuan officially took over the banner of the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, becoming the tenth-generation Master of the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, and so far, the only Master without blood ties.

On the same day.

Yan Chuan accepted Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, and Wei Quan as disciples.

A new grandmaster, the spirit emerging.

...

After becoming the Master, Yan Chuan’s life didn’t change much. He still practiced martial arts and boxing every day, guiding a group of disciples and martial artists in the Advanced Study Hall.

Very regular.

Every night he would patrol the streets with his Red Tassel Spear.

Evildoers were hard to find.

But Yan Chuan has ’Experience’, with Dragon Walk Tiger Step, entering a state of Absolute Focus, he could perceive his surroundings meticulously, capturing the slightest movements, traces barely noticeable, more efficient than seasoned officers. At least, in tracking and tracing, Wei Wude and his son were certainly less capable than him.

This stalemate continued.

There were also gains.

After Fan Defang of Swallow Sect, within half a month, Yan Chuan discovered two more evildoers—

One was Qin Fen, a third-generation disciple of Guangling Academy, practicing one of Guangling Academy’s eighteen boxing techniques, ’Witch Fist.’

Three years ago, in a fit of anger after being deprived of a ’Research Student’ quota, Qin Fen poisoned the Witch Fist teacher Dai Ming, and seven of his research students, shocking the entire Guangling Academy.

Afterwards, Qin Fen went on the run, vanishing without a trace.

Now, three years later, he returned, consecutively killing six academy disciples and three Old School Martial Artists, instigating conflicts, scheming to incite tensions between the New Faction and Old School.

However, his acts weren’t concealed, his background was revealed, leading to a big investigation by the court, and the academy pursued him aggressively, but Yan Chuan found him first, stabbed him thrice, and he was easily defeated.

The other was a notorious bandit roaming several provinces, named ’Wang Fei.’

Wang Fei was also an academy disciple but failed to become a research student, leading him to live as an outlaw. Just days ago, Wang Fei’s hideout, the ’Black Wind Thieves,’ was destroyed, forcing Wang Fei to flee to Guangling City. To hide, he brutally murdered two unrelated families, sparing not even infants in swaddling clothes.

Focusing his search, Yan Chuan tracked down Wang Fei, and with one strike, killed him.

These two committed many crimes, not lacking in strength. But compared to Du Hanfeng and Fan Defang, they were weaker, allowing Yan Chuan to slay them effortlessly.

Thus—

During the day, he cultivated.

At night, he hunted evildoers.

Soon, the time came to October, with twenty-four days left until the seventh Martial Arts Competition of Guangling City.

...

October 1st.

At Guangling Academy, the Star Gate shone, and a group emerged with blood-stained bodies yet appeared exhilarated.

"’Six Harmonies Fist’s’ Tian Hu!"

"From ’Six Harmonies Fist Club,’ Lu Qing!"

"It’s Tian Hu and his four research students!"

"Seems they gained a lot from the ’Mountain and Sea Realm’ this time."

"This blood... scent it. I remember now, it’s ’Mammoth Beast Blood,’ it greatly enhances qi-blood and muscle and bone strength, one of the top treasures in the ’Guangling Domain’!"

"They actually got ’Mammoth Beast Blood’! They’re really fortunate this time!"

"’Mammoth Beast Blood’ is volatile and hot; it can affect one’s human form, making them belligerent for several days after consumption. Who knows whose turf they will look to challenge now that they’ve returned!"

"Look again, the long blade Tian Hu is holding, with an imposing blade, could it be—"

"A surprise weapon?!"

...

The return of these five with Tian Hu sparked quite a discussion.

Tian Hu looked stern, but joy surged in his heart—

Mammoth Beast Blood!

A surprise weapon, a long blade!

This trip to the Mountain and Sea Realm was indeed perilous, but the gains were truly enormous. Not only did ’Mammoth Beast Blood’ enhance physical quality, but this surprise weapon’s long blade could boost Tian Hu’s strength significantly.

Tian Hu was in a good mood as he looked at his four research students: "The essence of ’Mammoth Beast Blood’ lies within, you must work hard to refine it, ideally triggering absorption through combat. There are twenty-four days until the Martial Arts Competition, practice hard! If you embarrass me with poor performance, just wait to see how I deal with you!"

"Yes!"

Lu Qing and the others responded.

But after Tian Hu left, someone rolled their eyes, "Among the four major instructors of ’Six Harmonies Fist,’ he’s the worst, what’s with acting all high and mighty?"

"Not necessarily now, with that surprise weapon, paired with Tian Hu’s mastery of ’Six Harmonies Saber Technique,’ among the four instructors, only Shen Feng might suppress him."

"Surprise weapon!"

"Treasure blade!"

"Hmph!"

"That blade was obtained through our combined life and death effort, why does he get it alone while we only get to drink some ’Mammoth Beast Blood’?"

Three people discussed.

Lu Qing, listening, refused to participate and left swiftly.

The three saw and shifted their focus from Tian Hu to Lu Qing, watching Lu Qing’s back—

"Six Wanderers, so arrogant!"

"Ha! His relationship with the Society Leader is very good, even if Tian Hu doesn’t teach him, going to the Society Leader is way better. Didn’t you see how much better Tian Hu treated him than us!"

"Tch! Acting tough only in front of us, I heard that in July he went to his origin, the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall to challenge, wanting to duel his former Master, ’Tie Qiao Cheng,’ once one of the ’Guangling Ten Tigers,’ but in the end, Tie Qiao Cheng didn’t even make a move, and his senior brother simply thrashed him, what a joke!"

"Really, that happened?"

"Then there’s more to see, knowing Lu Qing’s personality, with this strength advancement, he probably won’t wait for the Martial Arts Competition and will go to the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall to regain face. We should pay more attention these days, maybe we’ll see Lu Qing suffer again."

...

The real-time movements in Guangling Academy were difficult for Yan Chuan to know.

That night.

Late at night.

As usual, he took up his spear and went out, activating ’Experience’ into Absolute Focus, jumping over the courtyard wall lightweight as a swallow.

However, shortly after, he turned back, qi-blood surged, activated the first layer of ’Divine Movement Transformation,’ ’oil on the soles of the feet,’ his entire body moved like green smoke, spear in hand as he dashed forward—

Bang!

Aimed at the rockery with the spear like a snake.

"Bang!"

Only to see from behind the rockery, an iron rod appeared, parrying the spear, deflecting it effortlessly. Soon after, a person was revealed, clothed in black, face masked, roughly the same height as Yan Chuan.

This person wielded a rod, eyes sharp like lightning.

"Impressive staff technique!"

"Who are you, scoundrel?"

Yan Chuan shouted, advancing with the spear.

Lift!

Poke!

Soar like a serpent!

Eighteen stabbing techniques flowed fluidly. For a time, only the spear was visible, not the man.

But the opponent was formidable too, the iron rod in his hands as light as nothing, yet struck Yan Chuan’s spear heavily like Taishan, effortlessly.

The spear came, the rod responded.

"Hiss!"

Yan Chuan’s arm tingled, his whole body trembled.

Inferior in qi power!

Unexpectedly at a disadvantage!

Driven backward by the opponent’s rod, Yan Chuan dared not fight head-on, relying on ’Divine Movement Transformation’ to maneuver constantly, seeking a chance to disable the opponent’s weapon with his sharp spear, then fight unarmed to reverse the situation.

But—

Pierce, jab, pick, burst, roll, smash, shake, entwine, frame, grind, block!

One spear!

Two spears!

Dozens of spears!

But never did the rod break; instead, Yan Chuan’s tiger’s mouth and arms grew increasingly sore. The opponent’s rod dangled in front, sometimes aiming at his heart, other times at his throat.

Extremely dangerous!

Extraordinary!

Yan Chuan was surprised, "Is this a surprise weapon?"

During the clash with Xun Guilan, Yan Chuan didn’t deliberately break her weapon, but after the battle, Xun Guilan’s ’Purple Gold Coiled Dragon Stick’ still shattered.

Yet this time, despite his efforts, the rod remained intact.

Yan Chuan wasn’t foolish; he realized that this person was wielding something of the surprise weapon class too.

...