Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 26 Zhang Huaiyi's Death, Awakening of the Dual-Hand Technique

"Is Huaiyi dead?"

At the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, the old Celestial Master looked at the memorial in his hand, the news within making him somewhat dazed.

"What? Huaiyi is dead?"

Upon hearing the message read out by the old master, Tian Jinzhong stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

His crippled body swayed in the wheelchair as he tried to get closer to the old master to see the message in his hand.

The wheelchair was shaken violently by Tian Jinzhong's intense movements, and the two wheels suddenly tilted, causing the wheelchair to tip to the side.

As Tian Jinzhong's crippled body was about to be violently thrown to the ground by the wheelchair, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

However, the expected pain did not come. A pair of strong hands pressed down on the push handles behind the wheelchair before it fell to the ground, straightening the overturned wheelchair back into place.

The old master stood behind Tian Jinzhong, pressing the handle of the wheelchair, and placed the yellow paper in his hand into Tian Jinzhong's arms as he sat up straight again.

The unfolded yellow paper was placed on his lap, the characters written in cinnabar standing out prominently.

Tian Jinzhong, disregarding his still-unsettled emotions, quickly looked down at the yellow paper on his lap, where neat lines of vermilion characters reflected in his bloodshot eyes.

"Tick-tock!"

Silent tears slid down Tian Jinzhong's cheeks, soaking the yellow paper on his lap.

"Huaiyi, you're a beast!"

Overwhelmed with grief, Tian Jinzhong's sorrow transformed into a raging fire of anger. He lowered his head and roared at the vermilion characters.

"Okay, don't be too sad."

The old master secured Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, then pulled out a piece of yellow paper that had been soaked with tears, and used his qi to dry the damp corner.

The dried yellow paper was casually tossed into the fire basin by the old celestial master. The blazing flames immediately engulfed the yellow paper, and soon only the ashes pushed up in the basin remained.

"Senior brother! Senior brother! Huaiyi, he, he..."

Tian Jinzhong looked up at the old master, his eyes bloodshot and turning them completely red.

He murmured, unsure of what to say under the old master's indifferent gaze.

Finally, he lowered his head slightly, no longer looking into the old master's indifferent eyes.

Seeing Tian Jinzhong's obvious attempt to conceal something, the old master couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

His junior brother and apprentices aren't very close to him!

Tian Jinzhong kept this secret for decades, and even stayed awake for decades with his crippled body to prevent himself from revealing it in his dreams.

This secret is now Tian Jinzhong's only means of survival; if it were to be revealed, he would likely be gone very soon.

Thinking of this, the old master could only sigh helplessly in his heart, but he looked at Tian Jinzhong, who was huddled in a wheelchair, with a calm expression on his face and said words of comfort.

"Alright, everyone has their end. Huaiyi just left us first. I imagine Master would be very happy to meet him."

As if recalling the scene when the previous Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing met Zhang Huaiyi, the old Celestial Master lit a candle for Zhang Huaiyi in his heart and a mischievous smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go. We've been staying indoors for days. It's time to go out and see the sun."

The old master walked to the back of the wheelchair and pushed it towards the door with both hands.

Tian Jinzhong huddled in his wheelchair, head down, not saying a word, as the old master pushed him outside.

"Squeak!"

The wooden door opened from the inside after a long time, and the daytime sunlight shone directly in without being blocked by the door.

The sunlight from the DVD player dispelled the shadows in the room, shining down on Tian Jinzhong's feet.

"Let's go for a walk."

The old master turned around, looked at the silent Tian Jinzhong, smiled, and pushed him back towards the sunlight.

The warm sunlight shone on Tian Jinzhong's black Taoist robe. The warm and bright sunlight brought Tian Jinzhong back to his senses. He raised his head and looked at the scenery in front of him. He sat in his wheelchair without saying a word and let the old master push him around.

These two silent fellow disciples walked through the Celestial Master's Mansion, and every disciple who encountered them could sense the suppressed sorrow emanating from them.

The Celestial Master's Mansion is silent today, and a touch of sorrowful gloom has been added to this silence.

……

In contrast to the somber and silent atmosphere at the Celestial Master's Mansion, in East China, not far from the battlefield last night, a primary school...

At this moment, Xu Xiang and Feng Baobao were standing on the edge of a field not far from the elementary school gate.

School is over now, and the elementary school students, carrying their schoolbags, walked out of the school gate in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

In this joyful atmosphere, a solitary figure walked out of the campus. He walked slowly with his head down, looking out of place with his surroundings.

"That's Zhang Chulan, Zhang Xilin's grandson."

Xu Xiang had a cigarette dangling from his lips, and his gray hair looked somewhat worn out under the sunlight.

He pointed to the lonely figure and said to Feng Baobao beside him.

"Is this what I've been looking for?"

Feng Baobao stared intently at Zhang Chulan, who was walking further and further away, with her big, round eyes, and stood quietly in place.

"Baby, why don't we take him back with us..."

"No, just like Old Zhang said, I can feel something inside me starting to move after I got close to him..."

Feng Baobao interrupted Xu Xiang, gazing at Zhang Chulan's receding figure as she spoke expressionlessly.

"Let's do it your way."

Xu Xiang saw Feng Baobao's determination. He suppressed his eagerness, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said.

For Xu Xiang, everything that happened last night was so shocking.

Zhang Xilin, who single-handedly took on dozens of renowned elders and masters from all over the country, as well as those masters from various schools gathered by Zhang Xilin.

There were even quite a few Quanxing demons among them.

These are all new unsolved mysteries for Xu Xiang.

Now, all we can do is listen to Feng Baobao, follow Zhang Xilin's instructions, protect his grandson Zhang Chulan, and appear by his side at the right time.

Xu Xiang sorted out the jumbled thoughts in his mind and pressed the throbbing veins on his forehead.

"Doggy, it's time for you to rest."

Feng Baobao turned her head, her lifeless eyes looking at Xu Xiang, who was visibly exhausted, and said calmly.

Xu Xiang and Feng Baobao have been very busy since their reunion.

In order to conceal Feng Baobao's secret of eternal youth and to find her family.

Xu Xiang not only fulfilled his duties as the person in charge of North China, but also took on most of the work that Feng Baobao did as a temporary employee of the company.

The heavy workload was taking a toll on Xu Xiang's health, and despite his cultivation, he looked almost like an elderly man in his seventies.

"I'm fine, A-Wu."

Xu Xiang looked at his reflection in Feng Baobao's eyes and felt a warmth in his heart. "It's nothing, I'm just tired lately. I'll give myself a couple of days off when I get back."

He looked at Feng Baobao with a slightly relaxed expression as he spoke, but in reality, he probably wouldn't be able to take a vacation for a long time after returning this time.

With so many highly skilled elders dying in the world of supernatural beings, the situation is likely quite turbulent.

Furthermore, Zhang Xilin's identity issue still needs to be resolved.

The company will probably be busy for a long time to come.

Xu Xiang looked at Feng Baobao with feigned nonchalance, "It's alright, let's go back."

"Um!"

Feng Baobao glanced at Zhang Chulan, who had already disappeared from sight, and nodded.

The two walked along the path in the field toward the company vehicle.

……

Wudang Mountain

The turmoil stirred up by Zhang Huaiyi affected the entire world of supernatural beings, with many sects immediately closing their mountains and imposing martial law.

Wudang had closed its gates as soon as Zhang Huaiyi revealed his whereabouts. Apart from daytime tourist activities, only second and third generation disciples patrolled the mountain paths with lanterns at night.

Master Yunlong is a third-generation disciple of Wudang, and Lu Qian, as his disciple, is naturally a fourth-generation disciple.

As a fourth-generation disciple, Lü Qian was required to stay in his room every night and was not allowed to go out, which made it easier for him to continue his cultivation.

But tonight, Lü Qian was staring blankly at his hands, which were glowing with two different colors of energy, one blue and one red, in his room.

"This is... a dual-wielding technique?"