PDLP Chapter 130 Purple Cloud Manual
Chapter 130 Purple Cloud Manual
Unable to resist He Chen's persistent pleading, and with Linghu Chong and others chiming in, Yue Feng finally sat down and spoke to everyone for quite some time. His martial arts skills were so formidable at this point that even a few casual remarks were enough to benefit ordinary disciples immensely.
Everyone, including Feng Buping, was completely bewildered by many of the profound martial arts principles. They could only force themselves to remember them for now and digest them slowly in the future.
Sometime later, Yue Buqun and his wife quietly arrived at the sidelines, standing and listening to Yue Feng's martial arts instruction. As dusk approached, and given their profound skill, no one noticed their arrival. After listening for a while, they couldn't help but exchange a glance, their eyes filled with pride.
Ning Zhongze waited until Yue Feng got to the point, then stepped forward and said with a smile, "I was wondering why none of you were eating. Turns out you were secretly having a private meal here. Aren't you hungry?"
Before Ning Zhongze mentioned it, the group hadn't felt hungry; but upon hearing this, their stomachs rumbled loudly. They exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile. Yue Feng stood up and said, "Let's stop here for today. We'll continue our conversation when I return next time."
Ning Zhongze understood Yue Feng's unspoken meaning; it seemed they couldn't stay on the mountain for long, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Composing herself, she invited the other disciples to eat, only taking Yue Feng and Yue Lingshan away. The disciples knew the family must have something to say, so they didn't think much of it.
The family of four returned to Suoyoubuweixuan Restaurant, where a large table was laden with dishes—at least twenty or thirty different kinds. Yue Lingshan exclaimed with delight, "Wow! Mom, what's the occasion today? You actually cooked all this yourself!"
Ning Zhongze laughed and said, "What could be so special about today? Your brother is back. It's been a long time since the four of us have eaten together as a family. Mom is in a good mood today, so she cooked a few extra dishes."
Yue Lingshan pouted and said, "Mom is biased. She has never treated me like this before."
Ning Zhongze scolded, "You child, haven't I been good to you enough? Your brother works hard for this family and rarely gets to eat a proper meal at home. What's wrong with me cooking him a nice meal?"
Upon hearing Ning Zhongze's words, Yue Feng felt his eyes welling up with tears, blinked a few times, and lowered his head. Yue Lingshan, seeing this, quickly said, "Mom, I was just joking. Of course I know my little brother is working hard. As his older sister, I also want him to eat better."
Yue Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sister, I'm eating very well outside, you don't need to worry about me."
Yue Buqun glanced at Yue Feng meaningfully and said, "Alright, let's eat first. Otherwise, the food will get cold. We can talk after we finish eating."
The family ate their meal quietly, chatted for a while, and then Ning Zhongze took Yue Lingshan to bed, leaving Yue Buqun and Yue Feng to discuss important matters. Yue Buqun asked, "How many days will you be staying this time?"
Yue Feng said, "My son wants to leave first thing tomorrow morning. The Eastern Depot is making some big moves in Sichuan, and I want to get there as soon as possible to take a look. It just so happens that Headmaster Xie also has some business to attend to in Sichuan, so I'll go with him."
Yue Buqun remained silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up, went to the inner room, and retrieved a cloth bundle. He handed the bundle to Yue Feng, saying:
"I've always wanted to personally teach you the 'Purple Cloud Divine Skill,' but the opportunity has never presented itself. Now it seems unlikely that such an opportunity will arise again. This is the secret manual of the Purple Cloud Divine Skill; take it and study it carefully. I trust you won't lose it."
Yue Feng took the cloth bag, hesitated, and said, "Father, isn't it too early for you to pass on the Zixia Skill to me now?"
Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "It's not early at all, it's actually a bit late. Now your mother, my fellow martial artists, and I are all on the mountain, and we're relying on you to make arrangements and turn the tide. The stronger you are, the greater our chances of winning."
"This Zixia Skill is the most treasured skill of our Huashan Sect, but it may not mean much to you. You should take it and practice it diligently."
Hearing Yue Buqun's words, Yue Feng no longer stood on ceremony. He opened the cloth bag, flipped through the manual, and began reading page by page. Yue Buqun assumed he was just eager and impatient, and remained silent. After Yue Feng finished reading the manual, he quietly opened the panel, where a new entry had appeared:
[Purple Cloud Divine Skill: Not Yet Mastered]
[Remaining Access Points: 175]
Yue Feng immediately spent 30 Tongda Points to upgrade the Zixia Divine Skill to the beginner level; then he spent another 10 Tongda Points to fuse it with the Taihua Immortal Body.
[Remaining Access Points: 135]
[The fusion level of the new martial art has been detected to have reached the threshold for creating a new martial art. Do you wish to attempt to create it directly? You can name the new martial art after you have successfully created it.]
Yue Feng chose "Yes".
[Starting to experiment with creating my own martial arts techniques...]
[Attempt failed. Remaining access points: 120. Continue trying?]
……
This time, Yue Feng was even luckier than before. He only tried five times and spent 75 points to successfully create his own internal skill. Grateful for Yue Buqun's kindness in giving him the "Purple Cloud Manual," he named his new internal skill "Purple Flower Immortal Body."
[Purple Flower Immortal Body: Perfection]
[Remaining Access Points: 60]
Seeing Yue Feng with his eyes closed, remaining silent and motionless for a long time, Yue Buqun couldn't help but worry. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly a surge of purple energy appeared on Yue Feng's face and head, followed by his neck, upper body, and lower body being enveloped in a dense, misty purple aura.
Yue Buqun couldn't help but gasp, feeling that Yue Feng's appearance was exactly like that of someone who had cultivated the Zixia Divine Skill to its deepest level. But that was just a legend in a book; how could it possibly come true? Yet the fact was right before his eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe it.
Just as Yue Buqun's shock subsided, he suddenly heard a faint crackling sound, like the rustling of winter clothes. But only he and Yue Feng were in the room, so where was the sound coming from?
Just as he was beginning to have doubts, the crackling sounds grew louder and louder, like thunderclaps from the horizon, reaching Yue Buqun's ears from afar. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew open the window, extinguishing the candles in the room. Only then did Yue Buqun notice the faint, deep purple light emanating from Yue Feng's body, like streaks of purple lightning continuously being released into the surrounding darkness.
Such a strange phenomenon was never mentioned in the "Purple Cloud Manual" and was something Yue Buqun had never imagined. Although his martial arts skills were not top-notch, his knowledge was extremely broad, and he immediately guessed that this must be because Yue Feng had fused the Purple Cloud Skill with his own internal energy into one, and created his own unique method to produce such an effect.
Thinking of this, Yue Buqun became even more satisfied with Yue Feng. He felt that in this vast world, heroes and outstanding figures were as numerous as carp crossing a river, but how many could be as gifted as his son? As long as Yue Feng was there, the Huashan Sect would naturally be able to stand firm in this chaotic world. As his father, all he needed to do was to remain humble and steady, secure the rear, and strive not to hold his son back.
The purple lightning surrounding Yue Feng flickered for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before gradually dimming. Yue Feng was completely unaware of this, as he had just successfully created his own martial art and had entered a profound state.
Emerging from this state, Yue Feng let out a long breath, feeling refreshed and clear-headed. Not only had his skill improved, but his five senses had also been greatly enhanced without him even realizing it.