Immortal Chongxu suddenly looked up.
He saw Ye Qiu, at some point, had stood up, his hands forming a semicircle, pushing outward, blasting a deep pit into the ground.
Instantly, Immortal Chongxu’s face burned, as if he had been slapped.
Shang Zhen exclaimed, “Master, Sect Leader Ye has deduced the second form!”
“Shut up!” Immortal Chongxu roared, “My eyes aren’t blind, do I need you to tell me?”
Shang Zhen closed his mouth, aggrieved.
Immortal Shang Ling looked at Ye Qiu, marveling, “Sect Leader Ye’s martial arts talent is truly terrifying.”
“Hmph, terrifying talent, so what? I don’t believe he can deduce the third form…”
Before Immortal Chongxu finished speaking, he saw Ye Qiu push his right hand outward.
No way?
Chongxu’s pupils shrank as a loud boom rang in his ears.
“Boom!”
Another deep pit appeared on the ground.
What?
Immortal Chongxu was stunned, “This kid deduced the third form too?”
Shang Zhen, full of admiration, said, “Sect Leader Ye is truly a peerless prodigy.”
Immortal Shang Ling nodded, “Sect Leader Ye is incredible. With his talent, in a few years, he might be unmatched under the heavens.”
“Unmatched under the heavens? Hmph, you think he’s the only one in the world?” Immortal Chongxu said, “Unless he can comprehend the complete Thirteen Forms of Taiji, then maybe he could be unmatched in the future.”
“In my view, even with his astonishing talent, deducing three forms is his limit.”
“I don’t believe he can deduce the remaining ten forms.”
Shang Zhen said, “Master, Sect Leader Ye deduced two forms from a single form’s manual. Maybe he really can deduce the remaining ten.”
Immortal Chongxu sneered, “If he can deduce the remaining ten forms, I’ll eat dirt.”
Shang Ling and Shang Zhen glanced at Immortal Chongxu.
They knew their master’s composure had crumbled.
And no wonder. A sect leader, a peerless expert, utterly crushed before Ye Qiu.
Anyone’s composure would crumble.
Immortal Shang Ling kindly reminded, “Master, don’t speak too absolutely. What if Sect Leader Ye really deduces the remaining ten forms…”
“Impossible!”
Immortal Chongxu said, “Perhaps my martial arts talent isn’t much, but don’t forget, Wudang once produced a martial arts genius.”
“This genius began training at five, entered the Dao at seven, and became a top-tier expert by ten.”
“At fifteen, he was invincible across the world.”
“At eighteen, the day he came of age, he became Wudang’s sect leader.”
“Yet even this genius, to deduce the twelve forms after the first of the Thirteen Forms of Taiji, spent nearly a century and still passed away in regret.”
“Now, do you still think Ye Qiu’s martial arts talent surpasses this Wudang genius?”
“I think Sect Leader Ye is greater,” Shang Zhen said, only to be met with Immortal Chongxu’s icy stare.
Immortal Chongxu’s gaze was chilling.
Immortal Shang Ling hurriedly said, “Junior Brother, don’t speak nonsense. The Wudang genius Master speaks of was Master’s grandmaster.”
“I know,” Shang Zhen said. “Sect Leader Ye deduced three forms in mere moments. Doesn’t that make him greater than the genius Master speaks of?”
“You insolent disciple,” Immortal Chongxu roared in fury, wanting to retort but finding no words.
By this comparison, Ye Qiu did seem greater than his grandmaster.
Shang Zhen added, “Master, to be honest, I hope Sect Leader Ye can deduce the remaining ten forms.”
“The Thirteen Forms of Taiji is, after all, Wudang’s ultimate divine technique.”
“If Sect Leader Ye deduces it, we could obtain the complete manual from him.”
“Then, Wudang could flourish for a thousand years.”
Immortal Chongxu looked at Shang Zhen in surprise.
“Master, do you think I’m right?” Shang Zhen asked with a smile.
Immortal Chongxu said, “Shang Zhen, your insight only proves one thing: I’ve taught you well.”
Shang Zhen: “…”
Immortal Chongxu glanced at Ye Qiu and said, “It’s a pity, no matter how great his talent, he can’t deduce the remaining ten forms…”
Boom!
A sudden loud noise, Ye Qiu had deduced the fourth form.
And then,
Ye Qiu’s movements didn’t stop, his hands forming a semicircle, punching continuously.
Each move flowed seamlessly, like clouds and water.
Soft yet firm.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Ten consecutive booms.
Finally, driven by immense inner strength, a faint Taiji pattern appeared between Ye Qiu’s hands.
Left hand as yin, right hand as yang.
Mysterious and unfathomable.
“He, he actually deduced the complete Thirteen Forms of Taiji!”
Immortal Chongxu, trembling with excitement, said, “With the complete Thirteen Forms of Taiji, Wudang can absolutely flourish for a thousand years.”
Immortal Shang Ling said, “Master, getting Sect Leader Ye to hand over the complete manual won’t be easy.”
“If he doesn’t hand it over, he won’t leave Wudang Mountain.” Immortal Chongxu had decided, no matter the cost, he would get the complete manual from Ye Qiu.
It concerned Wudang’s thousand-year glory.
“Master, Wudang is an upright sect. If we detain Sect Leader Ye for the Thirteen Forms of Taiji, we’ll be ridiculed.”
“Besides, Sect Leader Ye has mastered the Thirteen Forms of Taiji, the Cloud Ladder Technique, and cultivated innate true qi. He even slew the Witch God. Do you think we can stop him if he wants to leave Wudang?”
Immortal Shang Ling’s words were like a bucket of cold water on Immortal Chongxu’s head.
Instantly, Immortal Chongxu calmed down.
“Shang Ling, Shang Zhen, help me think of a way to get Sect Leader Ye to hand over the manual.”
Immortal Shang Ling said, “We can’t use force. Sect Leader Ye responds to kindness, not coercion. Force will only backfire.”
Shang Zhen said, “Master, I have an idea.”
“Sect Leader Ye is a medical sage, surely interested in herbs. Doesn’t Wudang have a thousand-year-old spiritual herb?”
“Give it to Sect Leader Ye in exchange for the Thirteen Forms of Taiji manual.”
“Master, what do you think?”
Immortal Chongxu hesitated, “That thousand-year-old spiritual herb was left by our founder, Immortal Zhang. Isn’t giving it to Ye Qiu too generous?”
“Master, at a time like this, why worry about that?”
Shang Zhen said, “That thousand-year-old spiritual herb has sat in Wudang for centuries, useless. Better to trade it for the manual.”
“With the Thirteen Forms of Taiji, Wudang will thrive forever.”
“Not only that, you’ll become the greatest sect leader in Wudang’s history, second only to our founder.”
“Master, think of the glory!”
Immortal Chongxu finally made up his mind and ordered, “Shang Ling, go fetch the thousand-year-old spiritual herb.”
