Comprehensive Martial Arts: My Master is Huang Rong

Just then, not far ahead by the riverbank, a series of urgent cries for help suddenly rang out.

"Help! Someone fell in the water!"

"Quick, someone! Aunt Li's Second Daughter fell in!"

Lin Xuan and Shuang'er looked towards the sound and saw several women anxiously gathered by the river, shouting in distress, but no one dared to jump in to save her. The river was swift, and the bank was slippery; for someone who couldn't swim, rashly entering the water would be suicidal.

Lin Xuan released Shuang'er's hand, his figure flashed, and he was already rushing over.

Shuang'er's heart tightened, but she only saw an afterimage.

"Young Master..." she called out worriedly, knowing she couldn't help at all and could only stand anxiously in place.

On the river's surface, a small, frail figure struggled and bobbed in the water, on the verge of being swept away by the swift current.

Lin Xuan's toes brushed the ground, and he lightly landed on a protruding rock by the riverbank. He then leaped again, like crossing water on waves, instantly reaching the drowning girl. With a sweep of his arm, he pulled the child out of the icy river.

The girl looked about seven or eight years old. Her face was now purplish, her breathing weak, her lips pale. She was clearly on her last breath, her body stiff and cold. She had obviously swallowed water and was suffering from the cold; her life was hanging by a thread.

Lin Xuan carried the girl ashore and gently placed her on the grass. The villagers who had gathered around couldn't help but let out cries of despair when they saw the child's condition.

"It's over! Second Daughter probably won't be saved!"

"Poor child..."

Lin Xuan ignored them. He extended his right hand, his palm lightly resting on a vital acupoint on the girl's back.

With a thought, a pure, supremely yang, and supremely powerful True Qi instantly condensed in his Dantian. It then flowed through his palm, like a gentle stream, slowly injecting into the girl's body.

This was the Innate True Qi he had cultivated recently, pure and powerful, containing the life-generating energy of heaven and earth. It could not only attack with unparalleled force but also nourish vitality, invigorate blood, disperse stasis, and even bring back the dead.

At this moment, this True Qi entered the girl's body like timely rain after a drought, instantly circulating along her stiff meridians. The girl's body, at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually warmed from its stiff coldness.

Her respiratory tract, blocked by swallowed water, seemed to be cleared by an invisible force, and she began to let out faint breaths, each one clearer than the last. The purplish hue on her face quickly faded, replaced by a hint of healthy rosy color.

In just the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the dying girl coughed violently several times, spitting out mouthfuls of muddy water.

Then, she let out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes!

Although her gaze was still somewhat dazed, the vibrant life force within it stunned everyone.

"She's alive! Second Daughter is alive!"

"A divine being! This is a divine being on earth!"

The surrounding villagers snapped out of their shock, erupting in thunderous cheers and exclamations. Aunt Li scrambled to the child's side, hugging her daughter tightly, tears streaming down her face, but they were tears of joy.

Lin Xuan stood up and brushed the dust off his hands.

He turned and walked towards Shuang'er, his steps unhurried, his robes fluttering.

"Young Master..." Shuang'er met him, her eyes filled with admiration and undisguised affection.

Lin Xuan simply smiled, took her hand, and said, "Let's go."

He left behind the astonished villagers, who would repeatedly recount the miraculous tale of a "divine being saving a life."

Meanwhile, deep within Zhongnan Mountain, at Chongyang Palace.

A young woman in a sapphire blue dress, holding her son's hand, slowly walked out from the gate of Chongyang Palace. Her slender figure exuded a heartbreaking fragility.

Her expression, however, was one of unconcealed disappointment.

She had originally thought that the Quanzhen Sect, as a major sect of the Taoist path, would surely have an expert who could save her son's life.

To her surprise, although the Taoist priests of Chongyang Palace all appeared immortal and spoke with extraordinary grace, they were helpless against her son's illness.

The sect leader, Qiu Chuji, personally examined her son and could only shake his head helplessly, sighing, "Madam, you and your son have traveled a long distance, and this old Taoist feels deeply apologetic. Your son's illness is caused by prolonged stagnation of wind-cold entering the body and invading the internal organs, which cannot be treated with ordinary medicinal soup. My Taoist medical skills are shallow, and my internal cultivation has not yet reached the realm of returning to simplicity. It is truly difficult to reverse heaven's will."

The young woman's heart tightened, and she asked urgently, "Daoist Priest, is there... is there really no way?"

Qiu Chuji pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "To completely cure this condition, one must use the purest and most refined Innate True Qi to penetrate the child's body, dissolve the stubborn ailment, and reshape his life force. Such cultivation is not possessed by ordinary individuals. Unless my master, the True Master Wang Chongyang, were to be reborn, or that reclusive True Master Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang could do it. This old Taoist is ashamed of my master's teachings and is still worlds apart from such a realm. To act rashly would likely harm your son's life."

Innate True Qi? Wang Chongyang? Zhang Sanfeng?

The young woman's heart felt bitter. These were legendary figures. True Master Zhang Sanfeng lived in seclusion, and Wudang Mountain was thousands of miles away. By the time she reached it with her gravely ill son, it would likely be too late. Their journey had been arduous, and her son's body was already at its limit.

She looked at her son, burning with fever and delirious, her heart twisting as if in agony. Every step she took felt as heavy as carrying a thousand pounds of rock.

When she wearily led her son back to the inn at the foot of the mountain, it was already the afternoon.

The inn's lobby was bustling with noise, much livelier than when she had left in the morning. Various discussions overlapped, and the most talked-about topic was the miraculous tale of a "divine being saving a life."

"Oh my! You should have seen it! The young master just lightly touched the back of Li family's Second Daughter, and the child came back to life!" a diner exclaimed animatedly, gesturing with his hands, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Exactly! I heard the child was almost gone! Her face was dark, she wasn't breathing anymore! It was miraculous! Simply miraculous!" another person chimed in, the shock still lingering in their eyes.

"Yeah, just like a divine being, saved the person and left without seeking fame! That's a true master!"

The young woman, exhausted and mentally drained, paid no attention to these casual conversations. Her mind was filled only with Qiu Chuji's words about "Innate True Qi" and the distant hope of Wudang Mountain.

However, when she heard the phrase "lightly touched the back," her body stiffened as if struck by lightning.

Her clear, cold phoenix eyes widened instantly, her pupils contracting, and an unbelievable light erupted within them!

She abruptly turned her head to look at the diners who were discussing the matter, her body trembling slightly from extreme shock and disbelief.

"Excuse me, guests, what you just said... is it true?" the young woman's voice trembled, with a hint of urgency that she herself hadn't noticed. Her slightly cool yet very feminine aura, combined with her current anxiety, exuded a unique charm that made the surrounding diners pause, their gazes involuntarily lingering on her.

The diners were startled by her sudden question, but seeing her exquisite beauty and extraordinary demeanor, they responded enthusiastically.

"Oh, madam, did you just come down the mountain? This is absolutely true! By the river outside the town, the Li family's Second Daughter fell into the water and almost died. A young gentleman simply placed his palm on her back, and the child immediately spat out water and came back to life!"

"Isn't that right! That young gentleman's medical skills are superb, beyond human ability! Like an immortal!"

The young woman's ears buzzed, and Qiu Chuji's words echoed in her mind: "Only by using the purest and most refined Innate True Qi, penetrating deep into the child's body, can the stubborn illness be resolved and vitality restored…"

And the town's legend of "a gentle touch brings back the dead," wasn't this exactly the same effect as the Innate True Qi Qiu Chuji spoke of?!

She suddenly understood. She had come to the Quanzhen Sect for medical treatment, and Qiu Chuji had said only Innate True Qi could save her. She had thought it was hopeless, but she never expected to hear of someone with such an ability so quickly.

How could this be a coincidence? This was clearly Heaven's will!

She anxiously questioned the strangers.

"Where is that young gentleman? What is his name? Where is he now?!" Her tone was somewhat hurried.

The diners exchanged glances and shook their heads, "Alas, madam, you are too late! After saving the child, that young gentleman didn't linger. He left by the southern path, and we don't know where he went or what his name is."

Hearing this, the young woman's eyes became fiery and bright.

"Thank you for telling me!"

Then, an unprecedented determination blazed in her eyes. Looking towards the southern path that was pointed out, she was determined to find that person, no matter what!

Chapter Fifteen: Practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra with Little Dragon Girl

After Lin Xuan stayed with Shuang'er for a few days, he returned to the Ancient Tomb. He continued to cultivate his relationship with Little Dragon Girl.

He felt the time was ripe, so he brought up the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra with Little Dragon Girl, using the pretense of being a relative of Lin Chaoying.

Little Dragon Girl was currently seated on the cold jade bed, with the white eagle standing quietly beside her. The woman and the eagle seemed to blend into the dark and deep Ancient Tomb, existing in a world of their own. She was still as cold and aloof as ever, untouched by the mundane world, like an ice sculpture of a fairy.

Lin Xuan slowly walked forward, breaking the silence.

"Dragon Girl," he called out softly, his tone gentle, "I would like to ask for your guidance regarding the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra."

Little Dragon Girl slowly opened her eyes. The clear depths of her eyes showed no ripples, like a bottomless ancient well.

"Jade Maiden Heart Sutra?" Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion, like melting ice and snow. "I haven't practiced it, nor have I taught it to anyone."

"Although I haven't practiced this scripture, the ancestor's manuscript is still here." She raised her slender hand and took out a yellowed scroll from a hidden compartment beneath the cold jade bed.

On the silk, the four ancient characters of Jade Maiden Heart Sutra were clearly written.

Lin Xuan took the scroll and carefully unfolded it. Little Dragon Girl leaned closer, and they began to study it together in detail.

Lin Xuan nodded slightly and said unhurriedly, "This scripture is indeed exquisite and unparalleled, worthy of being the peerless skill of Ancestor Lin Chaoying. Since I am in the Ancient Tomb and have some connection with the ancestor, I wish to study this scripture. It will surely help me improve my martial arts."

"This can also be considered a continuation of the ancestor's legacy." He skillfully mentioned "Ancestor Lin Chaoying" and reiterated his "relative" relationship with Lin Chaoying, his words carrying a sense of legitimacy.

Upon hearing "Ancestor Lin Chaoying," a faint ripple appeared in Little Dragon Girl's cold gaze. She was indifferent to everything in the mortal world, except for her sect's heritage and the ancestor's last words, towards which she held an obsession that ordinary people could not comprehend.

As they continued to study, they soon reached a crucial point in the scripture.

Little Dragon Girl pondered for a moment, her tone still flat, and recited what the scripture stated: "This scripture has nine main points, created by the ancestor using her own martial arts to counter the Quanzhen martial arts."

"Its most ingenious aspect is that it requires two people, a man and a woman, to help each other and practice together to achieve twice the result with half the effort and greatly increase their power."

She paused, looked up at Lin Xuan, her expression unchanged, and directly stated the cultivation restriction:

"However, to practice this scripture, one must be completely focused, and the two people must trust each other without any ulterior motives."

"And the most crucial point is that to allow the True Qi to flow smoothly without being obstructed by clothing, both people must be naked to practice. Furthermore, the cold energy in the Ancient Tomb is too heavy, making it unsuitable for practice. That is why I have never practiced it."

Little Dragon Girl's words were devoid of any shyness or hesitation. In her eyes, martial arts were simply martial arts, and all restrictions and requirements were merely means to achieve the goal of martial arts. There was no distinction between genders, nor were there any constraints of worldly etiquette.

Lin Xuan listened and secretly admired her. As expected of Little Dragon Girl, she was indeed straightforward. He knew that with Little Dragon Girl's personality, beating around the bush would only make her uncomfortable.

His expression remained unchanged, and he said gently, "This scripture requires a man and a woman to practice together to understand its mysteries."

"We can find a spacious, deserted place full of flowers, use the flower bushes as a screen to cover our bodies. This way, we can borrow the Yang energy of heaven and earth to supplement the Yin energy of the tomb, and also avoid outsiders peeking."

"When night falls and the moonlight shines down, it will add a touch of tranquility and seclusion."

Lin Xuan continued, "One of us is a descendant of Ancestor Lin Chaoying, and the other is related to the ancestor by blood. In terms of relationship, we are already family."

"Besides, practicing martial arts is a natural thing that conforms to the Heavenly Dao. How can we be bound by worldly etiquette when pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts?"

"Moreover, this scripture is the ancestor's life's work. If it can be practiced by the two of us, not letting it be shamed, it would be the greatest respect to the ancestor. This is not an external transmission, but us improving together and helping each other."

Little Dragon Girl fell into a brief period of contemplation. What Lin Xuan said seemed impeccable, both emotionally and logically. She was naturally detached and ignorant of worldly affairs, and even more so about matters between men and women. In her view, since it was for the advancement of martial arts and for the ancestor's legacy, these external forms seemed to become less important.

After a moment of thought, Little Dragon Girl's clear, cold eyes finally showed a look of affirmation.

"Okay," Little Dragon Girl said calmly.

Lin Xuan was secretly delighted, but his outward appearance remained calm.

"Thank you, Dragon Girl," he said, cupping his fists.

"You're welcome. Since it is the ancestor's technique, we naturally must do our best," Little Dragon Girl said, still as unfazed as ever, as if discussing a very ordinary matter.

"Then, Dragon Girl, let's go outside the Ancient Tomb with me and find a place full of flowers," Lin Xuan suggested.

Little Dragon Girl nodded and stood up, her movements graceful.

"Let's go."

As the night deepened and the moon rose above the willow branches, Lin Xuan and Little Dragon Girl quietly left the depths of the Ancient Tomb.

They walked upward along the dark passage. As they got closer to the tomb entrance, the light gradually grew brighter, the pure moonlight spilling in through the opening.

When they emerged from the tomb passage and stepped onto the grassy area outside the Ancient Tomb, a burst of fresh floral fragrance assailed them, a stark contrast to the cold and dampness underground.

Although the Ancient Tomb was located in the heart of Zhongnan Mountain, its surroundings were a place of unique natural advantage.

At a glance, they saw a wide valley not far away. The valley was a riot of flowers, competing in beauty. Reds like fire, whites like snow, yellows like gold, purples like clouds.

Bees buzzed among the blossoms, butterflies danced in the air, creating a scene full of vibrant life. A gentle breeze swept through, carrying petals and filling the air with a rich fragrance.

"This place is very good." Lin Xuan looked at the sea of flowers, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. This sea of flowers offered ample cover while allowing them to fully absorb the essence of heaven and earth, making it an excellent location for cultivating the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

Little Dragon Girl also looked up, and a subtle softness seemed to tinge her clear, cold gaze. Having lived in the tomb for so long, she rarely encountered such abundant vitality.

Lin Xuan led Little Dragon Girl directly towards the heart of the most flourishing sea of flowers. The blossoms reached waist-high, a riot of colors, layered one upon another, naturally forming barriers.

As they ventured deeper, the outside world was completely blocked from view, leaving only the gentle brush of petals and the rich aroma.

In a relatively flat clearing surrounded by tall flower clusters, Lin Xuan stopped.

He turned to face Little Dragon Girl, his expression calm and solemn. "Miss Long, the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra states that to ensure the smooth circulation of True Qi, one must remove their clothes. I hope you don't mind."

Little Dragon Girl's clear eyes met his, without any hint of avoidance. She nodded gently, then turned around, her back to Lin Xuan.

Under the cover of moonlight and shifting shadows of flowers, her slender fingers gently untied the ribbons of her robe. The pale yellow outer garment slipped away like water, revealing the plain white underlayer beneath.

Next, the undergarment also fell away. Her delicate figure, with skin like ice and bones like jade, was completely revealed under the moonlight.

Her skin was fairer than snow, her curves graceful, every inch radiating a cool yet alluring glow, like the purest work of art in the world, making one's breath catch. Her movements were composed and natural, without a trace of hesitation.

Lin Xuan also calmly turned around, his back to her, and removed his clothes in the flower bushes on the other side. His movements were swift, and he quickly shed his long robe and undergarment, revealing his strong, well-built upper body, which gleamed with a healthy luster in the moonlight.