kvmb Chapter 342
Chapter 342
Upon receiving Wan'er's prompting, Ye Jiuchen's mind raced. Just as Lu Muchuan unleashed a powerful attack, Ye Jiuchen seized the opportunity, dodging the fatal blow with the agility of an eel. Simultaneously, he struck back with a sharp palm strike, the force of which precisely struck Lu Muchuan's wrist. Lu Muchuan felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his weapon instantly flew from his hand, tracing an arc in the air. Seeing this, Ye Jiuchen showed no mercy, immediately launching a powerful kick that sent Lu Muchuan staggering back several steps. Lu Muchuan staggered to his feet, staring at Ye Jiuchen in astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How is this possible? I have clearly consumed the immortal herb and greatly increased my strength, so why am I still no match for you?" Lu Muchuan muttered to himself, his voice filled with resentment and disappointment.
Ye Jiuchen stepped forward, looked at him, and said, "The way of martial arts lies in perseverance and gradual progress; one should not be impatient for quick results. Relying solely on external forces may improve strength in the short term, but it is ultimately not the right path. Without a solid foundation, how can one go far on the path of martial arts?" Lu Muchuan listened to Ye Jiuchen's words, his heart filled with mixed emotions, lost in thought. After a long while, he silently turned around, dragging his heavy steps away slowly, his figure appearing particularly lonely in the sunlight.
Ye Jiuchen led Dongfang Wan'er back into the house. Dongfang Wan'er said with a worried expression, "Although we defeated him this time, Lu Muchuan is a stubborn person and I'm afraid he won't let this go so easily. He'll definitely come back for revenge in the future." Ye Jiuchen smiled lightly, his face radiating confidence, and said, "It's alright. After this defeat, he should understand some things. Besides, I won't sit idly by and wait for my doom. I will definitely cultivate even more diligently in the future to improve my strength and face any unknown challenges."
However, after returning home, Lu Muchuan did not let go of his hatred as Ye Jiuchen had expected. He lay in bed, tossing and turning, the fire of revenge in his heart not only not extinguished, but burning even brighter. "I can't give up like this, I must find a way to defeat Ye Jiuchen, no matter the cost!" He clenched his fists in the darkness, his eyes revealing madness and determination.
After days of deep contemplation, Lu Muchuan heard of a mysterious and extraordinary person in the distant Western Regions who was skilled in esoteric arts, said to be able to achieve a qualitative leap in martial arts in a short period of time after practicing them. This news was like a ray of light in the darkness for him. Without hesitation, he packed his bags and embarked on the arduous journey to the Western Regions. Along the way, he endured wind and rain, traversed vast deserts, crossed snow-capped mountains, and suffered countless hardships before finally finding the legendary extraordinary person.
The extraordinary man lived in seclusion in a remote valley, surrounded by swirling mists, resembling a fairyland. Upon seeing him, Lu Muchuan immediately knelt and pleaded, his words earnest and tearful, expressing his intense desire to improve his martial arts and his deep hatred for Ye Jiuchen. Moved by his sincerity, the extraordinary man finally decided to impart a unique cultivation method to him. However, this method was extremely dangerous, requiring the use of one's own life essence as a catalyst; the slightest mistake would lead to qi deviation and death. But Lu Muchuan, blinded by his desire for revenge, was oblivious to these dangers.
In the days that followed, Lu Muchuan began to cultivate this mysterious mental technique under the guidance of the extraordinary master. Each time he cultivated, he had to endure the excruciating pain of losing his vital essence, as if a thousand steel needles were piercing his body. But with unwavering willpower, he gritted his teeth and persevered. As his cultivation deepened, he gradually felt his strength rapidly increasing, his internal energy becoming increasingly powerful, and every movement he made contained immense power.
Months later, Lu Muchuan felt his strength had reached a new level, and he decided to challenge Ye Jiuchen again. On this day, he arrived at Ye Jiuchen's residence once more. This time, his eyes gleamed with a strange light, and his entire body exuded a powerful and dangerous aura.
Upon seeing Lu Muchuan arrive, Ye Jiuchen's heart skipped a beat. He could clearly sense that Lu Muchuan's strength had improved significantly this time, and his aura had become extremely strange. "It seems he must have had some kind of fortuitous encounter this time," Ye Jiuchen thought to himself, while also becoming more vigilant.
The two clashed again, and Lu Muchuan immediately unleashed his unorthodox techniques. His moves were unpredictable, sometimes as elusive as a ghost, sometimes as fierce and powerful as a whirlwind, making them impossible to defend against. Ye Jiuchen was unable to parry for a time and could only retreat step by step, searching for a way to break free.
Dongfang Wan'er stood aside, watching the battle intently. With her extensive martial arts knowledge and keen insight, she quickly discovered the weakness in Lu Muchuan's technique. "Jiuchen, although his technique is incredibly powerful, it causes a brief pause in energy flow at the Tanzhong acupoint during its activation. You can attack that spot!" she shouted urgently.
Having received Wan'er's hint, Ye Jiuchen suddenly understood. He deliberately feigned weakness, pretending to be overwhelmed by Lu Muchuan's attacks and retreating steadily. Seeing an opportunity, Lu Muchuan was overjoyed and immediately launched a full-scale attack, wanting to defeat Ye Jiuchen in one fell swoop. Just as his move was about to expire, Ye Jiuchen suddenly flashed forward like a ghost, his right palm like a knife, slashing fiercely at Lu Muchuan's Tanzhong acupoint. Lu Muchuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, his internal energy instantly becoming chaotic. His originally surging power was like a flood bursting its banks, running rampant and out of control. His face instantly turned ashen, and his body involuntarily collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Jiuchen stepped forward, looked at Lu Muchuan lying on the ground struggling in pain, sighed, and said, "Lu Muchuan, don't be so stubborn. The path of martial arts should be a way to cultivate oneself and strengthen one's body, but you have been blinded by hatred and gone astray. I hope you can reflect on today's defeat, let go of hatred, and start anew."
Lu Muchuan lay on the ground, gazing at the drifting white clouds in the sky, his heart filled with despair. His former ambitions had vanished like bubbles; years of hatred and obsession seemed utterly powerless at this moment. Finally, he was utterly disheartened, tears slowly sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground beside him. His once burning desire for revenge had now been extinguished like ashes.