Passing by Peach Blossom Island, Huang Yaoshi Teaches His Signature Martial Art

Chen Xiaofan continued flying toward Mount Wudang, his white robes billowing in the wind, utterly carefree and unrestrained.

As for Qiu Chuji, he felt it had nothing to do with him. Reaching Mount Wudang quickly was what mattered.

After flying for roughly half a day, having covered who knew how many miles, Chen Xiaofan suddenly caught a captivating fragrance and could not help looking down.

The ground below was rather strange. There was actually an exquisite little island, surrounded by emerald waters that set it off like a paradise beyond the world. Looking closer, he saw that the island was covered in pink peach blossoms, hazy and lush, their fragrance overflowing and intoxicating.

On the island stood a stone stele inscribed with: Peach Blossom Island.

"Peach Blossom Island?"

Chen Xiaofan paused slightly. He had not expected to arrive here.

He had long heard of Peach Blossom Island's great fame. It was the territory of Huang Yaoshi, known as the "Eastern Heretic." Who would have thought that he would happen to pass by today? What fate.

For some reason, Chen Xiaofan suddenly felt thirsty, and the urge to go down and pick a couple of peaches to taste arose fiercely within him.

The peach trees were already laden with countless pinkish-white peaches, their branches heavy with fruit, wafting a captivating scent.

With a whoosh, Chen Xiaofan landed on the island. Looking around, he saw no one. Happily, he picked two large white peaches and bit into one with a crunch.

The flesh was jade-green and succulent, fragrant and pleasant, incomparably sweet.

It had to be said that stolen food always tasted the sweetest.

As he ate, he suddenly heard bursts of applause from a distant peak.

"Good! Good! Good! Master, what excellent palm techniques!"

"Master, this palm technique of yours is far too profound. We disciples cannot understand it at all!"

Chen Xiaofan's ears twitched, and his interest was piqued.

Since it was such an exquisite palm technique, would it not be a pity not to watch?

He quietly made his way toward the source of the voices. Fortunately, it was not far away. He climbed onto a hillock, secretly poked half his head out, and immediately saw the reason for the cheers.

On a nearby hilltop, a tall, lean old man dressed like a refined scholar, with an imposing bearing, was demonstrating a palm technique.

His palm technique was incomparably exquisite. With every movement, the air around him gave off tearing sounds. At times, his motions opened wide and closed grandly; at others, they were steady and balanced. His movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water, graceful beyond measure.

A group of young people who looked like disciples watched from around him. Every one of them sighed in admiration, having gained greatly from the sight.

Though Chen Xiaofan did not know who the old man was, this was Peach Blossom Island. Other than Huang Yaoshi, there could be no one else with such peerless palm techniques. It had to be him.

It was clear that Huang Yaoshi was teaching these disciples palm techniques.

Opposite Huang Yaoshi, beneath a pine tree, stood a fair-faced man with a faint mustache, dressed in a snow-white robe. His hands were clasped behind his back, a sword carried on his back. He wore a cold expression as he watched the scene arrogantly.

He was Ye Gucheng.

Today, Ye Gucheng had come to Peach Blossom Island and declared that he wished to challenge Huang Yaoshi.

He was only nineteen years old, a gifted youth in the full bloom of his spirit. His swordsmanship had reached a supernatural level, and he had specifically demanded a match with Huang Yaoshi.

But Huang Yaoshi could hardly bully a junior, so he sent his disciples to fight him instead.

Unexpectedly, Ye Gucheng's sword struck like a god's. He fought one against two and swept aside both disciples in an instant, leaving Huang Yaoshi thoroughly embarrassed.

Yet given Huang Yaoshi's standing, he naturally could not bully a junior. If word got out, the people of the world would laugh at him. But watching his disciples suffer defeat after defeat was no solution either, so he taught them a supreme technique on the spot, hoping they could suppress Ye Gucheng.

This palm technique was no ordinary sword technique. It was one of his five greatest ultimate arts!

—Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm!

This was the palm technique he took the greatest pride in. Its power was only slightly inferior to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Chen Xiaofan watched secretly and swiftly comprehended this palm technique completely.

Because you watched the Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm and grasped its subtleties, after some contemplation, you extracted its essence and comprehended the Falling Blossom Hundred Battle Divine Sword Palm!

After Huang Yaoshi demonstrated it once, fearing that his disciples had not understood it, he proceeded to demonstrate it a second time.

On Chen Xiaofan's side, one breath later.

You continued watching. Combining it with the Falling Blossom Hundred Battle Divine Sword Palm, you comprehended the Hundred Battle Golden Halberd Divine Sword Palm. Its power increased!

Three breaths later.

You continued watching. Combining it with the Hundred Battle Golden Halberd Divine Sword Palm, you comprehended the Thunderous Earth-Shaking Divine Sword Palm. Its power increased!

Ten breaths later.

You continued watching. Combining it with the Thunderous Earth-Shaking Divine Sword Palm, you comprehended the Five Sacred Mountains Sky-Shocking Divine Sword Palm. Its power increased!

As your comprehension continued to deepen, you discovered the flaws in the Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm. You filled in its gaps and remedied its shortcomings, eliminating the flaws in the Five Sacred Mountains Sky-Shocking Divine Sword Palm. Its power increased!

Because your comprehension was heaven-defying, you continued thinking deeply and successfully fused the Five Sacred Mountains Sky-Shocking Divine Sword Palm with the Wind Thunder Earth Fire Form Intent Sword, creating an even more formidable palm technique—the Great Earth Moving Thunderous Form Intent Palm. Its power increased greatly! (Land Immortal level)

"Hiss! A Land Immortal!"

Even Chen Xiaofan could not help drawing a sharp breath this time. He was genuinely shocked.

Land Immortal level—what kind of existence was that? It was already the ceiling of the martial world, with no one capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with it!

As far as he knew, there were fewer than ten Land Immortals on the Nine Provinces Continent. Now that one of his palm techniques was Land Immortal level, it was equivalent to adding another Land Immortal to the world!

If others learned that this additional person was merely a seven-year-old child, it would likely stir up towering waves!

"Wait, my cultivation has not reached the Land Immortal level yet. My Internal Energy is insufficient. If I use this palm technique..."

Chen Xiaofan suddenly realized something, and his brows furrowed.

But he did not care too much and continued thinking.

One breath later.

You continued your deep contemplation and successfully created a Great Earth Moving Thunderous Form Intent Palm that could be unleashed at the Great Grandmaster realm!

Chen Xiaofan was immediately overjoyed!

Haha, this heaven-defying comprehension is truly terrifying!

Just then, he suddenly noticed something, and his eyes lit up.

He discovered that after cultivating an internal cultivation method, his own comprehension had become even stronger! It had been terrifying before, yes, but not this fast. Now, in just one breath, he had created a martial art that did not require Internal Energy!

At last, Huang Yaoshi stopped demonstrating. He was exhausted, panting heavily and drenched in sweat.

He looked at his many disciples around him and asked, "Tell me, how much have you all comprehended?"