44: Cultivation techniques for immortality, passed down through writing to save a beauty!
Chen Chuanwen pondered for a moment, feeling that since this matter was happening in Kaoshan Village, he would not be at ease if he did not get to the bottom of it, so he followed secretly.
At Aunt Liu's house, Xiaowen was picking vegetables at the doorway, preparing dinner for the day. Although she was wearing coarse cloth clothes, the ethereal temperament about her still made her as beautiful as a painting!
"Bang bang!"
A series of knocks sounded. Xiaowen subconsciously looked up and said casually:
"Please come in, the door isn't locked!"
"Creak..." Accompanied by the sound of the dilapidated door opening, a tall figure in black martial attire appeared before Xiaowen.
"Uncle Qian... you... how did you find me?"
Looking at the tall, middle-aged man in front of the door, Xiaowen's face turned pale, and she could not help but exclaim, speaking in a stuttering tone.
"Young Miss, the Family Head requests that you return. Come with me!"
The middle-aged man said indifferently, his voice cold and tinged with a murderous aura.
"I have already hidden my name and moved to the countryside, wanting only to spend the rest of my life in peace. Will my uncle still not let me go?"
"Our Family's estate has already been seized by him, and I even told him the Family's inherited Immortal Cultivation Manual. Must he absolutely exterminate me?"
Xiaowen said between sobs and chokes, looking like a delicate flower in the rain, resembling a pitiful little white rabbit.
"Uncle Qian, I remember when I was little, you often accompanied me to catch birds. Do you not cherish any of our old affection now?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a while, a trace of reluctance appearing on his face, but he quickly returned to his cold demeanor.
"I am sorry, Young Miss..."
"I have no choice but to do this. The Immortal Official Ma is not dead and will return. If you are left in this world and Immortal Official Ma finds out what we have done, none of us will survive. We are only doing this to protect ourselves!"
"Since you are unwilling to return, I will send you on your way myself. Don't blame Uncle Qian for being heartless..."
The middle-aged man said in a cold tone, and then a murderous intent locked onto Xiaowen. He reached out, pulled out a three-inch-long small sword, and aimed it at her.
At this moment, Xiaowen was both happy and sad. She was happy because she heard the news that her father was not dead, but sad because she could not meet her father and was about to die now!
Xiaowen sighed and closed her clear eyes. She knew she could not escape, and without a miracle, she would surely die today.
Just at this moment, Chuanwen, hiding on the wall, fell into a great dilemma. A sentence Xiaowen had said kept buzzing in Chuanwen's mind.
"An Immortal Cultivation Manual!"
"Xiaowen actually knows about an Immortal Cultivation Manual!"
Chuanwen still remembered his father's ambition, remembered how his father had spent ten years in his youth searching for Immortals without success. Now, the Immortal Cultivation Manual was within reach; as long as he saved Xiaowen, he could ask for it!
However, once Chuanwen made a Move, he would likely be drawn into the struggle between Immortals. This was a massive vortex, enough to cause the Chen Family to be wiped out!
The man in black finally made his Move. The three-inch small sword turned into a streak of black light, heading straight for Xiaowen's throat!
There was no time to think!
Chuanwen was, after all, a venomous dragon with the ambition to become a Dragon. He had to seize this opportunity to elevate the Chen Family to a higher level and become an Immortal Cultivation Family!
If he missed it, perhaps he would never have such an opportunity again in his life!
"Clang!"
Chen Chuanwen leaped down from the wall, blocked in front of Xiaowen, and with one slash, knocked the three-inch small sword away!
"Brother Chuanwen?"
Xiaowen exclaimed. She opened her eyes and saw not blood, but the tall figure blocking in front of her, like an impregnable fortress, steadily guarding her and giving her enough sense of security!
"We can talk about anything later. I will kill this expert in front of us first!"
Chen Chuanwen did not turn around, keeping his cold gaze fixed on the middle-aged man in front of him. He felt danger from the opponent, like thorns pricking his back.
"Mm... okay... be careful of Uncle Qian's Flying Sword; his Flying Sword is very famous!"
Xiaowen was very smart. Knowing that Chuanwen needed to focus on the enemy, she did not waste words and told Chuanwen the intelligence about the opponent.
"Young man, there are some things you cannot participate in. If you leave now, I can give you a way to live!"
Seeing Chuanwen easily catch the Flying Sword, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows. Knowing that Chuanwen was also an expert in the Bone Tempering Realm, he intended to verbally persuade him to retreat.
"Stop the nonsense. From the moment I intervened in this matter, only one of us can walk out of this courtyard today!"
Since Chuanwen had made his decision, he no longer hesitated. In order to hide himself and not be found by the forces behind the scenes, he had to kill this person in front of him to prevent the news from spreading!
"Sigh... actually, I don't want to kill people!"
The middle-aged man said unhurriedly, but before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and shot out three small swords, heading straight for Chuanwen's face. It was very insidious!
Chuanwen had trained his blade technique for many years and was quite skilled. He narrowly dodged one small sword and knocked the other two away with his blade.
He then activated his newly learned Grass-Skipping movement technique and rushed straight toward the middle-aged man!
He knew that to deal with a hidden weapon expert, he could only pose a threat by getting close!
Seeing Chuanwen rushing over, the middle-aged man did not dodge or avoid, but instead reached out and pulled out three more small swords, shooting them at Chuanwen!
This time, the middle-aged man had brought out his ultimate Move. Although these three small swords were shot out simultaneously, their speeds were different, instantly sealing off all of Chuanwen's movement paths!
It was Chen Chuanwen's first time seeing such an exquisite Move, and he could not react in time, unable to escape the lock of the three small swords.
At the critical moment, it instead ignited the ruthlessness in Chuanwen's heart!
Since he could not dodge, then he would not dodge!
Chen Chuanwen knocked one small sword away with his blade and barely managed to dodge another by turning, but he could no longer avoid the third small sword.
A three-inch small sword pierced straight into Chen Chuanwen's chest!
"Drawing-Blade Slash!"
Enduring the excruciating pain, Chen Chuanwen finally rushed to the man's side. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth as he roared in a low voice.
A flash of white light from the blade passed; the ultimate technique learned from the One-Blade Immortal had worked again!
The middle-aged man did not expect Chuanwen to have such a fast slash, leaving him unable to dodge, and he was directly slashed across the throat!
"What a fast blade..."
The middle-aged man touched his neck, looked at Chuanwen who was supporting himself with his blade on the ground, said a sentence in a tone of astonishment, and then collapsed to the ground!
"Cough cough!"
Seeing the middle-aged man dead, Chen Chuanwen breathed a long sigh of relief. A wave of excruciating pain struck his chest. Chuanwen felt his strength drain away instantly, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and eventually, he also collapsed to the ground.
"Brother Chuanwen, are you okay! Don't scare me!"
Before falling unconscious, the last sound Chuanwen heard was Xiaowen's panicked cry, and then he fell into darkness.
Xiaowen hurriedly picked up Chuanwen and checked his breathing, discovering that there was still a faint breath, which made her feel relieved!
What to do?
Xiaowen did not understand medicine, nor did she have money to hire a doctor. Watching her savior about to breathe his last, she could not help but cry out!
"Right, I should go find Uncle Chen Changsheng. His house is right next to Kaoshan Village. Uncle Chen must have a way!"