There had been no sign of human habitation nearby for a long time. There were tall mountains and flowing streams. In the distance, they could only see two traditional Chinese houses standing in the wilderness.
"Tingting, look at these beautiful mountains and clear waters. It's just that you followed me here, and we couldn't bring any servants along. I'm really making you suffer," Yang Xuan said with a faint sigh.
"It's fine. After you taught me martial arts, I found that my body had become much healthier. I feel warm all over every day, and I never seem to run out of energy," Ren Tingting said, lifting her little head.
"Martial Uncle, which house is yours?" Yang Xuan asked as he looked at the distant rooftops.
"The house on the left is mine. Later, I'll introduce you to my disciple. My disciple is usually diligent and respectful toward his elders..." Four Eyes said proudly.
"Tsk." Yang Xuan curled his lips.
Tingting looked curiously at the two people speaking in riddles, completely unable to make sense of them.
"Ah, I'm exhausted. I've finally made it home. Jiale, open the door! Jiale, Jiale, open the door!" As he spoke, he broke the latch and opened the door. That brat must be dreaming about Duke Zhou again.
According to the original plot, Four Eyes had planned to tease Jiale, but because Yang Xuan and Ren Tingting were there, he gave Jiale some dignity.
As soon as he entered, he kicked Jiale.
Jiale was kicked flat on his face. He cried out in shock, "Who? Who dares to kick me?"
"What? Don't tell me you want to fight back?" Four Eyes cursed.
"Hehe, so it's Master."
Four Eyes pinched Jiale's cheeks and said, "Jiale, you're such a good boy. Master loves you to death. Come, kneel before the Patriarch and pay your respects."
There had originally been a comedic plot point, but Yang Xuan's butterfly had flapped its wings and blown it away. However, Yang Xuan was mainly focused on recuperating and increasing his strength now, so he no longer bothered with the details.
"Jiale, come here. Let me introduce you to your martial uncle's disciple, Yang Xuan. This young lady is Ren Tingting, your senior brother's wife. They'll be staying here for a while, so you need to arrange things properly. Understand?" Four Eyes instructed. "Also, you're to call him Senior Brother and take him to the side room behind the Patriarch's shrine."
Jiale was quite curious. Usually, that side room was reserved for elders of the Maoshan Sect who came to visit. But he decided not to think about it. They were only staying for a while, after all. He led Yang Xuan and Tingting to the side room and asked curiously, "Where's your luggage? Should I go carry it for you?"
Yang Xuan looked around the side room. There was a large bed, a big wardrobe, a long desk, and portraits of the Three Mao Lords. It could not be considered luxurious, but the ceiling was high and the room was spacious. With a wave of Yang Xuan's hand, their clothes, homemade cosmetics, and facial masks instantly appeared inside the room.
Jiale was startled by the sight and turned to run outside, shouting as he went, "Oh, my God! There's a ghost!"
The two people inside exchanged glances and smiled at each other before beginning to organize the room.
"You little brat! I've always told you to read more books from our own sect, but you refused. You don't even know what a divine ability is. Now you know how powerful your Senior Brother is, right?" Four Eyes severely reprimanded Jiale. As he looked at Yang Xuan, he could not help envying his senior brother. Ever since Uncle Nine had taken Yang Xuan as a disciple, his standard of living had risen steadily. Now he even cultivated martial arts alongside his other training, and his cultivation had improved as well.
After arranging their belongings, Yang Xuan took Tingting for a stroll through the nearby woods. Jiale had said there were quite a few wild animals nearby, though there were no ferocious beasts.
"Tingting, there are wild beasts here. Are you sure you don't want to hide in a tree?"
"Brother Xuan, don't worry. My martial arts have been coming along pretty well lately. Small wild animals shouldn't be a problem. I'm just missing a weapon that suits me."
"Don't rush. What kind of weapon do you like? Tell me, and I'll get one for you." Yang Xuan was also curious about what weapon Tingting preferred. Young girls generally used swords more often, but unfortunately, Yang Xuan did not know any sword techniques. If he equipped Tingting with a sword, he would also need to find a few sword techniques for her.
"There's no need to hurry. We can wait until we find something suitable," Yang Xuan said.
At that moment, the sound of something feeding came from the nearby grass.
"Shh." Yang Xuan raised a finger, signaling Tingting not to make a sound.
Black Flame instantly appeared in his hand. Relying on his perception of qi and blood, he sensed vigorous qi and blood. The shape felt like that of a wild boar or something similar, so he suddenly charged forward.
It was indeed a wild boar, and it was quite large. Yang Xuan thought for a moment, then changed the axe's strike from a chop to a slap.
With a bang, the axe slapped into the wild boar's side, sending it crashing into a tree. Although Yang Xuan had not used his full strength, the force was still considerable. Yet the wild boar staggered back to its feet. It was obvious that the leg on the side that had been struck was trembling violently.
"Tingting, do you want to give it a try?" Yang Xuan asked as he watched her eagerness.
Ren Tingting had already rushed out. Holding stones she had picked up, she hurled them at the wild boar.
"Tingting, be careful. Before a wild beast dies, it will launch its fiercest attack," Yang Xuan warned, worried.
After all, a Ming Jin martial artist possessed nearly five hundred kilograms of force. The stones she threw clearly whistled through the air.
"Bang!" The wild boar finally could not withstand it and collapsed to the ground, completely still.
Yang Xuan went over to inspect it. Good grief, one stone had happened to strike the wild boar's head and had smashed so deeply into it that it was embedded there. Who would have thought that such a delicate-looking girl would become so violent after learning martial arts?
"Brother Xuan, how is it?" Tingting ran over excitedly.
"Look. It's definitely dead. My Tingting is amazing. We can have an extra dish tonight, and Martial Uncle and Jiale will be lucky. We'll count it as rent." Yang Xuan took a rope from his storage space, tied the wild boar to the axe, and hoisted it onto his shoulder. Good grief, it weighed around 120 kilograms. How had it gotten so fat? Even ordinary domestic pigs were not usually this heavy.
Tingting walked over pinching her nose. "Brother Xuan, why don't you put it in your storage space? It smells awful."
"Heh, if I put it in my storage space, how could I look impressive carrying it? This is the boar my Tingting hunted." Yang Xuan sounded proud.
Tingting looked at the man before her. Whatever she did, he silently supported her from behind. She loved Yang Xuan with all her heart.
"Brother Xuan, everything you say makes sense." Tingting's face was full of affection.
The two of them chatted and laughed as they began walking back.
"Martial Uncle, come out! I've brought something good!" Yang Xuan had already begun shouting before he even reached the fence.
Four Eyes and Jiale came out to take a look, and their eyes went wide. Four Eyes nudged Jiale and said, "See? I told you. Your Senior Brother is quite capable. We'll have something delicious to eat tonight."
"A-Xuan, hand it to Jiale. He usually does the cooking. I'm not very good at it," Four Eyes said without the slightest modesty.
"Senior Brother, use the axe to split the pig open first. It's too big for us to finish. I want to cure the rest so it won't spoil."
By then, Four Eyes had already brought out a washbasin.
Yang Xuan said nothing more. He chopped off the pig's head, drained its blood, cut off its four limbs, and split the body lengthwise.
"You two get things ready first. Tingting, let's go rest for a while and wait for dinner." Yang Xuan shook the blood from the axe as he spoke.
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