Wuxia: An Immortal Taught Me Scientific Martial Arts Training

Chapter 43 The Qian Family Past

"Finished talking?"

At the entrance of the attic, Xiao Xuan walked out with his head down, and stopped when he heard Han Chi's words.

"Um."

"You and Xiao Jin are nothing alike."

Xiao Xuan's pupils dilated, and memories of the past surfaced in his mind.

"Do you know my late master?"

"I've met him a few times. That old man is much more dashing than you."

After saying this, Han Chi went upstairs, leaving Xiao Xuan there to ponder.

Qian Dafa is right. Having too many things weighing on his mind is actually holding him back.

The martial arts world was not a trap designed by Deng Fei; he could win everything simply by exploiting the information gap among modern people.

In my past life, when I had nothing, didn't I still fight for every opportunity?

Now that we have the "Scientific Martial Arts Training Method" and a few treasures, are we really content with this?

Why not fight?

Deng Fei was like that; in the end, he was defeated by Zhou Renjie, who had fought for the throne, and died alone.

After stepping out of the pavilion, Xiao Xuan felt much more relaxed and had new ideas about his future plans.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the building, Qian Dafa watched Xiao Xuan's departing figure through the window, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"If I had been as cautious as him back then, would things have been different?"

"Since Brother Fa thinks this way, why persuade him to fight for it?"

Qian Dafa said somewhat resentfully, "Because it wasn't me who was wrong back then!"

"Unfortunately, this kill order was a misunderstanding. I had people investigate, and the person who poisoned Wan Qian was a newcomer codenamed 'Wu Wang,' not the 'Wu Gui' we were looking for."

"They're all birds of a feather, what's the difference?"

Qian Dafa's eyes were filled with hatred; he wished he could kill every single member of the Absolute Kill Sect.

But over the past decade or so, the power of the Absolute Kill Sect has grown stronger and stronger, while its only ally is Han Chi.

"Brother Fa, how will you explain today's events to my young friend?"

"Rights..." Qian Dafu recalled Xiao Xuan's words, "My young friend has grown up. It's time to tell him the truth. I'll need your help afterward."

...

Night falls at the Qian residence.

Qian Xiaoyou was lying on the lawn in the yard, sweating profusely, panting heavily, and looking at the stars in the sky.

The locust tree in the courtyard was now covered in wounds and torn flesh, but the blood and flesh hanging on it proved that it had not been passively attacked.

At this moment, Qian Dafa walked in and saw that the maids and servants were standing tremblingly by his side. He quickly and quietly called over a few of them.

"What happened?"

"Master...Master, ever since the young master came home, he has been practicing boxing in the yard, and then for some reason he started punching that locust tree like crazy to vent his anger."

At this moment, a servant standing nearby also spoke up:

"Yes... the servants were heartbroken and even suggested that the young master punch me a couple of times to catch his breath, but the young master is too kind..."

"Young Master hasn't eaten anything yet, Master, you should try to persuade him."

Qian Dafa nodded, slowly walked up to Qian Xiaoyou, and coughed lightly twice.

Qian Xiaoyou did not get up, but asked in a hoarse voice:

"Father, how's the interrogation of those two robbers going? Did they say who ordered them to hurt my friend?"

"Xiao Xuan already knows the truth; your father gave Lei Yun to him as compensation."

"Then what should I compensate him for?"

Seeing that Qian Dafa did not answer for a long time, Qian Xiaoyou asked again, his voice choked with emotion:

"At the time, he thought everything was directed at me, and he foolishly risked his life to protect me. Tell me! What should I give him in return?"

"He's a good friend."

"Will it still be that way?"

Qian Dafa sighed, thinking that he had driven away so many martial arts figures his son had brought back before, but he had never seen his son cry or make a fuss even once.

I used to think he was obedient since childhood, but now I realize that he has been able to see through who is sincere since he was a child.

"When Wan Qian was poisoned, Wang Hong and Xiao Xuan of the Ghost Blade Sect coincidentally disappeared."

"And when you, Uncle Han, discovered that the poison Wan Qian was afflicted with was the poison of the Absolute Killing Sect, Xiao Xuan coincidentally appeared again and even deliberately got involved in the Wan family's affairs, so I had to be on guard."

Qian Xiaoyou sat up and looked at his father with a puzzled expression.

"Why? What does it matter?"

"Because your mother died under the kill order."

"What?!"

Qian Xiaoyou was stunned for a long time, as if struck by lightning, before his father began to explain in detail.

It turns out that when Qian Dafa had just started making his fortune in Fuzhou, he was given a death warrant.

"Isn't a kill order only for those whose crimes are unforgivable?"

"Naive! The Killing Sect only makes a living by killing; they just use a respectable name for it!"

Qian Dafa continued, saying that back then, there was an assassin in the Juesha Sect codenamed "Wugui" who would kill for his clients as long as the price was right.

The person who hired Qian Da to issue the kill order was none other than his former business rival.

"And my mother?"

"Your mother..."

Qian Xiaoyou's mother was from the martial arts world, from the "Biyue Pavilion". Because the sect declined and disbanded, she married Qian Dafu.

It was Qian's mother who first discovered the kill order, but she didn't tell Qian Dafa. Instead, she lay in ambush, intending to deal with it alone.

"It turned out that Wu Gui was not alone; he had a teammate of similar strength helping him. While your mother was entangled with Wu Gui, that person ambushed me and seriously injured me with a single palm strike."

"Your mother was so desperate to save me that she lost her composure and was ultimately killed by the two of them."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Qian Xiaoyou's eyes were already red from crying.

"I'm the one who should be targeted by the kill order, yet they didn't even spare your mother! What kind of punishment is this?"

"Those bastards!"

"They thought I was unskilled in martial arts and that one palm strike would be enough to kill me, so they left immediately."

"And then?"

"Master Wude of Shaolin Temple happened to be a guest at Fuyuan Escort Agency at the time, and it was he who saved me."

Qian Dafa continued, saying that thanks to the prestige of Master Wude of Shaolin, the matter had spread throughout the martial arts world.

Under pressure, the leader of the Absolute Kill Sect personally published an apology in the Fengwentai Monthly, stating that he had punished the murderer, Wu Gui, by stripping him of his martial arts and expelling him from the sect.

"But the following year, the official Han Chi was protecting was killed. There was no death warrant, but the murderer was Wu Gui!"

He was implicated as a result and stripped of his official position in the Huangji Sect. That's why he came to me, hoping to find Wugui together and take revenge on the Juesha Sect.

Upon hearing this, Qian Xiaoyou clenched his fist, and the scabbed wound burst open again.

Ten years later, he finally learned the truth about his mother's death and the untold stories of his family.

"The reason I'm telling you all this is because the world isn't what it seems. In the shadows, conspiracies happen every day."

Qian Xiaoyou wiped away his tears and hugged his father.

"I've thought it through. The world of Fuzhou is too shallow; it shouldn't trap you."

"Really? I can roam the martial world now?"

"Dream on. You need to have Xiao Xuan's strength before I can rest assured. Starting tomorrow, your Uncle Han will personally teach you his martial arts. This time, he won't hold back."

"Not tomorrow."

Qian Dafa coughed a few times, thinking to himself, "This is what you've been dreaming of. You don't even kowtow to thank me, why can't I even go ahead with you?"

Why?

Qian Xiaoyou smiled and said, "Xiao Xuan is leaving tomorrow, and I'm going to see him off."