Chapter 04: Mysterious Sarcophagus
Perhaps it was due to the guard’s tryout, Du Shaofu did not meet anyone along the way back to own courtyard.
Truth is, even if he does meet someone including the servants and the guards, they will not bother themselves with him. Young Master Du Shaofu’s presence throughout the years is like the invisible air.
Although invisible, he does live in quite a nice place. The whole courtyard is wide and there are not many similar ones available, only those respected family elders are qualified for such a courtyard.
Du Shaofu can live in this courtyard is mainly due to basking in his father’s glory, if not for his Father being the third brother of the current Du Clan’s Patriarch, just the words of “fool young master” was enough to strip him of any decent treatment, let alone a courtyard like this.
When Du Shaofu reached the courtyard, a familiar figure was sleeping on a wicker chair, drunk but hands still holding on to a wine jug, reluctant to let go.
“Dad, how did you get this drunk again.”
Du Shaofu went over, looking at the drunken face half hidden by disheveled hair, distressed filled his bright eyes.
In these sixteen years, Du Shaofu’ most notable memory of his father, Du Tingxuan is that he often sat in the yard holding his wine jug staring at the sky then falling into drunken stupor reeking of wine.
“Shaofu, you’re back. Are you hungry, find something to eat from the kitchen”
Du Tingxuan woke up drowsily, still confused, raised his hand to rubbed his bleary eyes and sat up from the wicker chair, a strong stench of alcohol wafted pass as he speak. A head taller than Du Shaofu, body slightly on the thinner side, under the disheveled hair were shadows of a dashing face, if not for the overwhelming stench of alcohol.
“Dad, I’m not hungry, I help you to your room and rest.”
Just as Du Shaofu was about to move forward, Du Tingxuan’s hand blocked his body, swaying the wine jug in his hand smiled and said: “No need, there’s no more wine, I’m going out to buy some wine.”
Having said that, Du Tingxuan dragged his drunken body staggered out of the courtyard, leaving Du Shaofu standing alone silently.
From the time Du Shaofu can remember things, the wine jug never left his father’s hands, but strangely for Du Shaofu he has no memory of his mother at all. After standing there quietly for a while, Du Shaofu went in search for a drink of water in the hall then went straight back to his room.
Inside his room, Du Shaofu sat cross-legged, condensing a handprint xuanqi emitted from his whole body, suddenly within the palm a talisman-like pattern gushed out, murmuring lightly: “This mysterious first style is really not weak, fortunately I just initiated it a little” exposing a little smile.
Earlier on the stage Du Shaofu used the first style that he spent a decade in front of the ancient stone tablet to comprehend, the scope of power just by initiating it a little bit is astonishing.
Only Du Shaofu knows, the mysterious first style within the stone tablet not only enable his martial veins to recovered but also cultivated xuanqi, more importantly, this first style feels like it is all-encompassing, with endless variations, awe-inspiring and overbearing.
However, currently Du Shaofu is in a rather perplexed situation, his body accumulated plenty of xuanqi but without any level of cultivation.
Although the first style was able to mend broken martial veins and enable his body to produce xuanqi, but after all, is not a type of martial exercise law, it’s unable to increase his level of cultivation. Thus strictly speaking, he was not even considered a Houtian first layer warrior.
In this world, human practicing martial arts are differentiated into different realms; Houtian Warrior, Xiantian Warrior, only after entering Xiantian warrior can one be considered as truly stepping into the martial world, but vast majority spent their lives stuck at the Houtian level unable to take that step into Xiantian, which only proves even though one can practice but not just any person can cross over into Xiantian territory.
While he was unable to practice martial arts previously but being born in an old martial family, the years wasn’t wasted, Du Shaofu is crystal clear about his current condition; there are nine layers to a Houtian, with the xuanqi within his body fighting against a Houtian eight layer even a ninth layer is not a problem. .
“Martial veins are mended, since I’m able to practice, tomorrow should go to Martial Collection Building to look for an exercise law.”
Du Shaofu deliberated, since there is no way to practice the second style of the mysterious stone tablet, so for now he can only practice a different technique to get his level of cultivation up.
Without any cultivation, that mysterious first style was able to exhibits that kind of power, once he raises his cultivation the mysterious first style will definitely become more powerful, which makes Du Shaofu excited.
“Continue to comprehend the mysterious first style.”
After deciding, Du Shaofu condensed a handprint and closed his eyes entering into a state of comprehension besides, it not like he has any daily duty anyways.
Although Du Shaofu took ten years to comprehend the first style on that ancient stone tablet before reaching minor completion but clearly there’s still a long way to go to before fully grasping it.
Ten years ago, when he was tested to have broken veins thus have no future in martial arts, unable to accept the result, he ran out into the violent storm before the stone tablet to vent out. Who would’ve known that a lightning strike the top of the stone tablet, the stone tablet was fine, but the lightning ricocheted striking onto Du Shaofu’s body.
Du Shaofu only woke up after being in coma for three days. The truth was, in that three days he was in a wondrous state gaining insight, when that lightning strike down, a mysterious talisman pattern from the ancient stone tablet accompanied by lightning appeared in his mind.
Du Shaofu do not know what those mysterious talisman pattern are in the beginning, however in that wondrous state, Du Shaofu had a feeling of enlightenment, in the end he finally understood that it was a powerful martial style, that mysterious style as if it were specially created for those with broken veins.
Martial pulse is divided into nine grades, the lowest being grade one and nine highest, the higher the order of the martial pulse the higher the greater the future achievements will be, this is universal law and also irrevocable truth.
Du Shaofu’s broken martial veins weren’t even graded as martial pulse, which represents that he will never have any success in practicing martial arts, even some bottom-tier skill are just for fitness purposes only.
The mysterious style that were able to mend martial veins allowed Du Shaofu to see hope from the abyss of despair; as long as he comprehends the moves, a waste martial pulse will be able to practice . Again and again Du Shaofu stood in front of the ancient stone tablet, in his eyes those cracks and grooves are no longer simple fractures but a secret pattern of the human body.
The complicated dense lines and cracks are just like the human body’s meridians in general, very profound, very mysterious, and finally he was able to comprehend enough to practice the mysterious first style.
Du Shaofu immersed himself in comprehension, just like a fish in the sea, boundless, unable to regain himself. The subsequent ten years Du Shaofu finally grasp that mysterious first style, and understood that there should be a second style, a third style, but within that ancient stone tablet of Du Clan it only contained the first type.
Inside the room, further insights gradually rendered Du Shaofu into a state of selflessness……….
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Morning, silence all around, only the slightest light peeking from the east horizon, gradually the first ray of sunlight pierced the darkness before dawn, across the mountains and the ocean, finally enveloping Stone City.
Du Shaofu woke up, his opened eyes is met with darkness, but the whole body feels very light and comfortable, just like after being quenching marrow pulp-washing.[1]
“Ka ka!”
Du Shaofu reached up and gave the top a push, “kaka” sound were heard due to friction as the stone cover slide open, Du Shaofu stood up from the sarcophagus, as if was the most normal thing in the world.
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