He Wudi’s addition gave the Iron Bones Sect a true closing-door disciple in the literal sense.
“Pffft hahaha!”
“I can’t, I’m going to die laughing.”
Su Xiaomo and the others clutched their stomachs, laughing until they bent over backward.
At first, when they learned the sect leader wanted to take this newly admitted He Wudi as a closing-door disciple, they were quite puzzled.
As it turned out, closing-door disciple meant literally closing doors, which left them unable to contain their laughter.
Standing before the gate, He Wudi’s mouth twitched violently.
That guy first had his contracted beast attack him—one scheme.
Then he promised to take him as a closing-door disciple—another scheme. This was truly interlocking!
“Boy.”
He Wudi thought inwardly: “You think using schemes can keep this prodigiously talented disciple?”
He began calculating—if the Iron Bones Sect had nothing to attract him, he’d immediately pack up and leave.
“Junior Brother He, watch out!”
A voice called out. He Wudi turned his head, then heard a ‘bang’ as a Happy Soccer ball struck him square in the face.
Boom—
He crashed into the inner wall, forming a swastika shape.
Standing in the training field, Li Fei scratched his head awkwardly: “Senior brother, I really didn’t mean to.”
Su Xiaomo said: “We can see that.”
…
“Junior Brother He.”
Li Qingyang led He Wudi to a courtyard room: “This is your room. Inside are sect robes and sect rules.”
“Rise early tomorrow for routine training, then I’ll take you to the Technique Pavilion.”
Hearing the three words ‘Technique Pavilion,’ He Wudi’s eyes immediately lit up. He urgently hoped to more quickly understand this world’s martial studies, then cultivate from the very basics.
However, the next day, after changing into the brand-new school uniform and following the disciples in the awkward dance, his face showed utter lifelessness.
This was too shameful, too embarrassing!
Strangely enough, after doing the morning exercises, He Wudi actually felt refreshed throughout his body, invigorated in spirit.
Not bothering to consider why, he hurriedly followed Li Qingyang to the Technique Pavilion.
The Technique Pavilion wasn’t very large, and the martial techniques displayed on the shelves weren’t many either. This disappointed He Wudi somewhat, making him realize the Iron Bones Sect probably wasn’t any famous great sect.
“I’ll just casually select a cultivation manual to practice, then find a time to leave.”
He thought darkly to himself as he began selecting.
“Junior Brother He, you’ve just entered and haven’t opened your meridians yet, so you should first cultivate the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic.” Li Qingyang suggested.
“Alright, senior brother.”
He Wudi also knew he was currently starting from scratch. Fist techniques, palm techniques, and such martial skills had no need for cultivation yet, so he selected the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic and left.
On the shelf behind, the displayed secret manual was the incomplete Seven Mystic Luminous Breaking scroll.
Who knew what expression would appear on He Wudi’s face when he saw martial techniques vanishing into thin air yet being kept in the Iron Bones Sect.
…
Li Qingyang not only led He Wudi to select manuals but also took him to the Pill Hall to receive pill resources, then carefully and thoroughly introduced the sect’s cultivation areas.
Our Second Senior Brother was very conscientious!
He Wudi, having been schemed against and kicked in the face by a ball, had originally been somewhat displeased.
But seeing this young man’s enthusiasm, his favorability toward the sect increased by a tiny bit.
Returning to his room, He Wudi opened the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic and murmured: “With my prodigious aptitude, cultivating this low-level martial study—won’t it be effortless?”
He Wudi was very confident.
However, when he began reading through the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic, he gradually became absorbed, finally exclaiming in amazement: “Incredible!”
How it was incredible, he couldn’t quite say.
But he could be certain that the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic was definitely not ordinary in this plane!
Though he’d never cultivated on Xingyun Continent and wasn’t familiar with the local cultivation style, just from this martial technique he could discern it was extraordinary—truly an expert!
“I currently have no martial cultivation, and my meridians were sealed by traversing space. Cultivating this level of mental cultivation method should allow me to easily open them all!”
He Wudi hurriedly began cultivating.
Though this mental cultivation method differed from what he’d practiced before, it emphasized circulating the greater and lesser heavenly cycles, so it wasn’t too difficult.
“Indeed.”
He murmured: “All martial paths lead to the same destination.”
He Wudi’s aptitude was truly formidable. In just half a shichen of cultivation, he’d gotten the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic circulating.
“Tsk tsk!”
He exclaimed in amazement: “It even has functions for tempering the physical body—truly the best mental cultivation method for beginners!”
Cultivate, cultivate!
In just one day, He Wudi successfully gathered weak spiritual energy within his body and opened his first blocked meridian, crossing from nothing into Meridian Opening First Stage.
This speed was remarkably fast!
…
Tao Yuan, who’d been brought to the Iron Bones Sect, was also arranged in a separate courtyard room that wasn’t even locked—he could move about freely.
With the Ceasefire Token effect active, he’d temporarily lost his memories, forgetting his defeat and capture.
“Creak.”
The door opened and Jun Changxiao walked in, smiling: “General Tao, are you settling in comfortably?”
Tao Yuan hurriedly cupped his fists: “Sect Leader Jun, Tao seems to have forgotten many things and doesn’t know why I was imprisoned, but I still thank you for rescuing me.”
Jun Changxiao knew the Ceasefire Token had taken effect and could forcibly erase all enemies’ memories, so he pretended to be a masked hero who’d ‘rescued’ him from Qingyang City’s dungeon.
This scheme was played extremely smoothly.
“General Tao, to be honest, this Seat rescued you because I admire you. Since you have no sect or faction, why not join the Iron Bones Clanging Sect?” Jun Changxiao said.
“This…”
Tao Yuan fell silent again.
Just then, his stomach ungraciously rumbled loudly.
Jun Changxiao said: “This Seat has already prepared food and wine.”
Tao Yuan was truly hungry, and since his memories had vanished and he was in a neutral state with Jun Changxiao, he followed him to the dining hall.
“Truly fragrant!”
Having just walked in, He Wudi sitting in the corner ate while sighing with emotion.
Indeed, no top-tier expert could resist food made by Liu Wanshi.
Tao Yuan sat down with Jun Changxiao.
Yi Hei and Er Hei began serving dishes, each one specially prepared.
He Wudi glanced at the varied dishes, then at his own fried rice, and his mouth immediately twitched.
This differential treatment was too obvious!
“General Tao.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Please taste the simple fare of my Iron Bones Sect.”
Tao Yuan was truly hungry. After politely cupping his fists, he picked up his chopsticks and began eating.
As soon as one bite of food entered his mouth, his expression froze. When he swallowed, his facial expression gradually stiffened.
Having spent all his time in military camps, he ate the same as soldiers—when had he ever tasted such… heavenly delicacy!
“Sect Leader Jun.”
Tao Yuan said involuntarily: “Tao has never eaten such delicious food!”
“If you like it, eat more.” Jun Changxiao smiled.
Tao Yuan didn’t eat, however. He set down his chopsticks and said earnestly: “Sect Leader Jun rescued me from the dungeon and arranged such good food and wine. Tao is very grateful, but regarding joining the sect…”
He didn’t continue, but from his following words, he’d clearly refused.
Jun Changxiao said: “General Tao, if you join, this Seat will take you as a closing-door disciple, with all martial resources freely provided.”
“Pfft!”
Sitting in the corner, He Wudi sprayed out a mouthful of rice!