Yao Chen's Shock (Part 1)

Yao Chen's Shock (Part 1)

Xiao Clan, rear mountain, mountaintop.

Xiao Yan and Little Fairy Doctor walked over side by side. They saw Chen Qiye standing before the cliff with his hands behind his back, gazing absently at the rolling sea of clouds.

Dressed in a pure white robe, Chen Qiye seemed even more otherworldly and transcendent.

"Xiao Yan, Little Fairy Doctor, greetings, Master!"

"Mhm." Chen Qiye slowly turned around, looked at his two disciples, and smiled. "Yan'er, did you bring the ring I asked for?"

"Master, I've kept this ring with me all along."

Xiao Yan took the ancient ring from his chest and handed it to Chen Qiye. "Master, are you going to tell me the secret of this ring?" It was a keepsake left behind by his mother. Of course he was curious.

"Yes, but not now."

Chen Qiye accepted the ring and continued, "Yan'er, stop letting your imagination run wild. You are now a three-star Dou Practitioner. The most important thing is to enter the Dou Master realm as soon as possible and wash away the humiliation of that broken engagement before the coming-of-age ceremony!"

Xiao Yan nodded. "Yes, Master!"

"Broken engagement?" Little Fairy Doctor murmured softly from the side, and Xiao Yan's expression changed slightly.

"Enough." Chen Qiye shook his head at the sight. "Yan'er, today I will teach you the next two palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. For the next three days, you need do nothing else. Focus on mastering these first three palms..."

At those words, excitement surged through Xiao Yan's heart.

In yesterday's battle, the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms had displayed astounding power. Not only Xiao Yan, but everyone in the Xiao Clan—including Xiao Xun'er—had watched with burning envy.

"Xian'er, the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms is far too fierce and forceful. It is unsuitable for women to cultivate, so I have prepared another cultivation method for you."

Chen Qiye smiled as he explained it to Little Fairy Doctor.

"Thank you, Master." Little Fairy Doctor nodded obediently. Compared to the others, she did not crave the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms quite so intensely.

Chen Qiye stepped forward, one step at a time, while his voice rose in a leisurely cadence.

"Yan'er, watch carefully."

His clear voice rang out alongside every movement, carried by the mountain wind. "This palm technique is supremely hard and unyielding, attuned to the power of the six yangs. Its key lies entirely in the application and release of force..."

"The essence of palm techniques lies in leaving strength to spare, never exhausting it..."

"No matter how strong the enemy, let them be strong. Your palm force must remain endless and flawless. With each move layered atop the last, its power will multiply geometrically, eventually evolving into the ultimate eighteen palms..."

"Use intent to command force. Where intent points, the palm follows. Wherever it reaches, nothing can withstand it. That is ultimate hardness!"

Chen Qiye advanced step by step. His pure white robe fluttered in the mountain wind, and a faint smile rested upon his handsome face. He seemed ethereal and detached from the mortal world, as though walking upon cloud steps—a deity descended from beyond the heavens.

His clear voice was neither hurried nor slow as he patiently expounded the essence of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

"First Palm!" As Chen Qiye spoke, his left hand traced a semicircle, and his right palm thrust forward!

Boom!

The palm wind was like steel!

The air within a hundred meters shuddered violently, as though thunder from the ninth heavens had exploded, deafeningly loud. A powerful gale swept forth with his palm strike, churning the sea of clouds.

"Second Palm!"

His foot struck the ground, and he soared into the air like an eagle, attacking from above with enough force to shake the earth and split mountains. This palm appeared gentle, yet the fierce wind raging through the air jolted violently beneath it, surging up like a lake whipped into a frenzy by savage waves!

"Third Palm!"

Xiao Yan stared blankly, the shock in his heart beyond measure. Little Fairy Doctor was equally dumbfounded. "S-so powerful... What an incredible Dou Technique!"

Chen Qiye had not used any Dou Qi in any of his moves. He had relied purely on the strength of his body to unleash blasts of force. Otherwise, with the sheer depth of his Dou Spirit-level Dou Qi, he could have flattened half the rear mountain.

"Ding! Emotion points from Xiao Yan +1000"

"Ding! From..."

"Ding! Obtained 10 Master Teacher Points."

Chen Qiye's black hair fluttered in the wind. He had long since withdrawn his palm stance. Looking at Xiao Yan, who stood rooted to the spot with an increasingly brilliant light in his eyes, Chen Qiye beckoned to Little Fairy Doctor.

At that moment, Xiao Yan had fallen into his own enlightenment. He seemed to have awakened from a dream, yet also as though he had glimpsed the Great Dao...

An aura of realization slowly emerged from him.

Xiao Yan gradually closed his eyes. Chen Qiye's every move replayed endlessly in his mind, while Chen Qiye's words echoed in his ears as if on repeat.

By the time he woke again, Chen Qiye had already left with Little Fairy Doctor.

"For mortals to become Buddhas or immortals, they must cross an endless sea of suffering. Whether it is Yan'er's broken engagement, your Calamity Poison Body, or anything else... they are merely trials before a carp transforms into a dragon."

Chen Qiye walked ahead, his gentle voice speaking slowly. "The cultivation requirements of the Poison God's Scripture are too demanding. I do not possess an innate poison body, nor have I cultivated it, so I cannot give you precise guidance. If you still have concerns, you may give it up."

Little Fairy Doctor stared blankly at Chen Qiye's back. She wanted to speak, but the words caught in her throat, and she remained silent for a long while.

From their first meeting to becoming his disciple and now, only three short days had passed. Yet those three days made Little Fairy Doctor feel as though she had fallen into a dream. It was like a dream of Nanke—seemingly real, yet illusory.

Chen Qiye did not pause in his stride. After giving the Poison God's Scripture to Little Fairy Doctor, he turned and walked away.

Looking at the Poison God's Scripture in her hands, she could not help but feel moved. Master, thank you.

The words only echoed in her heart and were never spoken aloud. Only after her bright eyes had watched Chen Qiye depart did Little Fairy Doctor slowly open the first page of the Poison God's Scripture.

Buzz!

Little Fairy Doctor's expression changed drastically. Her gaze filled with disbelief. At that moment, no one knew the earth-shattering shock raging within her heart!

After a long while, Little Fairy Doctor closed the Poison God's Scripture, and two streams of tears ran down her cheeks...

"Ding! Obtained 100 Master Teacher Points!"

"Ding! Notice: Master Teacher advancement quest activated."

Having just returned to the Xiao Clan, Chen Qiye wore a stunned expression. "What happened? Another Master Teacher advancement quest has been activated?" He had not read the Poison God's Scripture, so he did not know what terrifying things it recorded. But Chen Qiye was certain that this quest had been activated because of Little Fairy Doctor.

Knowing this system's habits, it'll probably send me to another plane again.

Chen Qiye pondered inwardly. Although the Xiao Clan has unified Wutan City, the Misty Cloud Sect and the Alchemist Guild may strike again... Hm? I should deal with Yao Chen first. A Dou Venerable's soul can still prove useful at critical moments. At the very least, it would be enough to sweep through the Jia Ma Empire.

With that thought, Chen Qiye tightly shut his door, walked over to the chair, and sat down. With a flick of his hand, the ring slipped from his sleeve and landed on the table.

"Stop hiding. Come out! I know you can hear me..."

Chen Qiye looked at the ring and spoke calmly.

As his words fell, a faint gleam flashed across the ring.