The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 394 - 384: Six Paths Sword Scripture

Chapter 394: Chapter 384: Six Paths Sword Scripture

Qing Zhi asked Long Chen if he wanted to continue, but from her beautiful eyes, Long Chen saw traces of fatigue and worry.

She was naturally worried about her master, Ximen Wuhen.

Long Chen reached out, embraced Qing Zhi, and said softly, "Let’s call it a night, get some rest. Sigh, the old man is in such a condition, none of us is in the mood. Let’s relax for a bit, and I’ll make it up to you, okay?"

"But I heard that on the wedding night, if we don’t perform the marital rites, it will be unlucky."

Qing Zhi bit her lip lightly.

"Nonsense." Long Chen said, "As long as we share a bed, it won’t be unlucky. We can always make it up later."

"Okay then, I’ll listen to you."

Qing Zhi lowered her head.

"Let’s sleep."

Long Chen held Qing Zhi.

The two lay in bed and slowly drifted into slumber.

The next morning upon waking up, Ximen Wuhen called Long Chen to the hall.

"Today, I will impart to you all that I have learned in my lifetime. There is a ’Sword Scripture’ handed down from the Ancient Era. Both Qing Zhi and Liuli are unable to practice it because their physiques do not meet the standard and cannot withstand the ferocious sword Qi transformed by the Sword Scripture. I think you should be able to."

Ximen Wuhen said.

"I am willing to try."

Long Chen said softly.

"Good, then let’s begin."

"Not so fast."

Long Chen stopped Ximen Wuhen.

Ximen Wuhen frowned, "Having regrets?"

"No regrets."

After taking a deep breath, Long Chen suddenly knelt on one knee before Ximen Wuhen, earnestly saying, "You are Qing Zhi’s master, both a master and a father. Now that Qing Zhi is my wife, you are also my master and father-in-law. Please accept your disciple’s three bows."

Hearing this, Ximen Wuhen was touched and shaken.

Qing Zhi also covered her mouth, her eyes welling up.

They didn’t expect Long Chen to suddenly do this.

"Good, good child, get up."

Ximen Wuhen stood up and pulled Long Chen up, "I can see your pride does not lean towards easily kneeling. Your doing this moves me greatly, and it is not in vain that I trust you, very good. Come, my child, I will teach you the Sword Scripture, whether you can master it depends on your creation."

"Okay."

Long Chen nodded.

Ximen Wuhen didn’t waste any time and immediately began to teach Long Chen the "Sword Scripture."

Ximen Wuhen explained slowly as he taught.

Long Chen couldn’t help but say, "Master, why don’t you recite the Sword Scripture all at once, and I’ll memorize it first, then you can explain later. This way should be much faster, and you won’t have to tire yourself out."

"But a single recitation won’t be enough for you to remember it. The Sword Scripture has no text; it can only be passed orally." Ximen Wuhen said.

"No matter, I should be able to remember it." Long Chen said.

"Really?"

Ximen Wuhen was astonished.

"Master, may we try?"

"Of course, begin."

Ximen Wuhen began reciting the Sword Scripture.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, with modulation in his tone.

As he recited the scripture, an aura of stern killing intent spread in all directions.

Long Chen focused deeply, carefully memorizing every word.

This lecture went on for an hour.

After an entire hour, the complete Sword Scripture was recited.

"It’s too difficult, I only remembered bits and pieces." Qing Zhi smiled wryly.

"I’m totally confused; what was our master talking about?" Liuli scratched her head, clearly perplexed.

Long Chen smiled slightly and said, "That’s because you didn’t find the pattern, so naturally, it’s hard to remember. I, on the other hand, thought it was quite easy to memorize."

"Don’t tell me you remembered it all, I wouldn’t believe it even if it killed me."

Liuli immediately said.

Qing Zhi thought the same, but she didn’t say it out loud.

Ximen Wuhen stared at Long Chen, "How much did you remember?"

"Master, let me recite it to you. I’m not sure if I can remember it all completely."

Long Chen said.

"Okay."

Ximen Wuhen looked interested.

Long Chen immediately began reciting the scripture.

His speed was very fast, without any hesitation, reciting fluently in one breath.

Within half an hour, Long Chen had recited the entire Six Dao Sword Scripture by heart.

The first time Long Chen heard Ximen Wuhen reciting the scripture, he had some revelations.

The second time he recited it himself, Long Chen felt as if he was about to grasp the true path, just one step shy of it.

"Master, did I recite anything wrong?" Long Chen asked.

"This..."

Ximen Wuhen was struck dumb.

Qing Zhi and Liuli looked at Long Chen as if he were a monster.

To memorize such a complex and intricate Six Dao Sword Scripture in one go was truly monstrous.

"Master, did I recite it incorrectly? I’m not quite sure myself; were there issues in two places?"

Long Chen frowned in thought.

"No mistakes, no mistakes at all, haha, you truly are a blessing to Martial Immortal Mountain with your exceptional talent. You will surely master the Six Dao Sword Scripture."

After Ximen Wuhen recovered, he burst into laughter.

He had not been this happy for a very long time.

Seeing their master’s laughter, Qing Zhi and Liuli had mixed feelings.

Because it had been a long time since they had seen their master laugh so heartily.

"Hmph, merely reciting it is useless; you have to be able to cultivate it."

Liuli snorted.

"Liuli makes sense, come on, Long Chen, begin your cultivation."

Ximen Wuhen said.

"Okay."

Long Chen was also eager.

At that moment, it seemed that everyone had forgotten that Long Chen was someone suppressed by the Evil Talisman.

As he began his cultivation, the Evil Talisman unexpectedly erupted.

Pfft.

Long Chen vomited blood as the terrifying Evil Talisman disrupted his vital energy.

"See, I told you he couldn’t master it; the Six Dao Sword Scripture is not easy to cultivate."

Liuli quickly patted Long Chen’s back and muttered.

"Don’t spout nonsense," Qing Zhi said. "It’s just the Evil Talisman suppressing him. We were so engrossed in the Six Dao Sword Scripture that we all forgot about the Evil Talisman."

With mention of the Evil Talisman, the atmosphere became heavy.

At this moment, only Ximen Wuhen could resolve the Evil Talisman.

But once the Evil Talisman was resolved, Ximen Wuhen might die.

Ximen Wuhen took a deep breath, then smiled and said, "Don’t panic, just listen to me.

Qing Zhi, Liuli, Long Chen, you three are now all my disciples. Listen carefully.

First, after I die, do not announce my death, just bury me quietly on Martial Immortal Mountain.

Second, Lan’er in the kitchen, though less talented, can still be molded with some fine Cultivation Methods after I’m gone.

Third, Long Chen, Qing Zhi, get along well, and next year bring your children to my grave to let me see.

Lastly, never sow discord among yourselves, always live harmoniously."

Ximen Wuhen spoke of his last wishes in a lighthearted tone, not seeming somber at all.

Qing Zhi and Liuli, however, ended up crying.

Long Chen felt heavy-hearted: "Master, is there really no other way? Think again, if there’s any other way, no matter how difficult, I will try to find a solution."

"There isn’t, even if there were, I wouldn’t pursue it because my time is near, and I should radiate my remaining warmth to help you," Ximen Wuhen laughed.

"But..."

"No buts, a man shouldn’t waver; remember my words," Ximen Wuhen interrupted Long Chen.

Long Chen sighed inwardly and nodded.

Qing Zhi and Liuli cried uncontrollably, nodding through their tears.

They weren’t cold-blooded; the thought of their master leaving forever brought immense heartache.

"Qing Zhi, Liuli, please leave; I’m going to start helping Long Chen rid himself of the Evil Talisman."

Ximen Wuhen said.

"Master." Qing Zhi held Ximen Wuhen’s hand, "Master, I don’t want you to leave."

"Foolish child, the master is old, dying a few months early isn’t much; death is inevitable. Hereafter, you have your sister Liuli and your husband Long Chen; you won’t be lonely. Whether I’m in hell or heaven, I’ll always bless you; don’t overthink it. Birth, old age, sickness, and death are the natural laws of the human world, no one can escape, learn to let go."

Ximen Wuhen patted Qing Zhi’s head.

Qing Zhi had already come to terms in her heart, but couldn’t stop the heartache.

"Go now, no more wasting time; my Mana decreases daily, and I worry that if we delay, I may not have enough strength to help Long Chen anymore, making my death meaningless," Ximen Wuhen said.

Qing Zhi and Liuli, hearing this, reluctantly stood up and left the hall, looking back three steps at a time.

Ximen Wuhen waved his hand, and the doors of the hall instantly shut.

He stared at Long Chen, his tone serious, "Qing Zhi and Liuli aren’t here now; I must tell you something important, remember it well."