From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 17: Eavesdropping and Jumping off a Cliff

"Waiter, bring a big bowl of breakfast noodles."

Jia Wei waved his robe and sat down. He had already bought all the necessary items yesterday, and was only waiting to have breakfast before jumping off the cliff.

His plan was to pretend that he was forced off the cliff by Wudang disciples, so he could not bring any dry food or water with him. He took this last meal in a few days very seriously.

Jia Wei was concentrating on his breakfast when suddenly there was a commotion outside the store, followed by a group of people rushing into the shop.

Jia Wei took a quick look and saw that most of the people were wearing Wudang Taoist robes, so he became suspicious.

Looking at several women holding swords in the crowd, I couldn't help but wonder how could the Wudang Sect have female disciples?

Could it be someone from the Emei Sect?

His eyes swept over the woman in the lead, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances...

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in light green clothes, with a slim figure, skin whiter than snow, and a very beautiful appearance.

Her appearance was flawless and her temperament was even more extraordinary, which made her look better than all the women Jia Wei had seen before.

Her eyes were crystal clear, her body was soft as if she had no bones, she was as graceful as an orchid, elegant and extraordinary, as if she was a fairy who had descended to earth.

Jia Wei thought, if these women were disciples of the Emei Sect, then this person was most likely Zhou Zhiruo...

Jia Wei was suspicious. He looked at the bowl of noodles on the table, but his ears were perked up to eavesdrop on the other party's conversation.

When Jia Wei heard the young man leading the Wudang Sect call her "Junior Sister Zhou", he confirmed his thoughts.

As expected, it was Zhou Zhiruo leading a group of people from the Emei Sect.

And since Zhou Zhiruo calls the other person "Senior Brother Song", his identity is obvious. He is Song Qingshu, the son of Song Yuanqiao, the eldest disciple of Zhang Sanfeng.

How did these two people meet at the foot of Wudang Mountain?

With doubt in his mind, Jia Wei continued to eavesdrop by exerting his inner strength. Seeing that there was not much noodles left in the bowl, he quickly called the waiter to refill it with another bowl.

Song Qingshu said, "Recently, Grand Master has gained new insights in martial arts and started seclusion a month ago. My father and several uncles have been protecting him, so all the trivial matters of Wudang have fallen on my shoulders. I have been so busy all day that I have neglected you, my sisters. Please forgive me."

"Master Zhang has profound Taoism, and now he has made further progress. I wonder what realm he has reached..."

Zhou Zhiruo's voice was clear and bright, and her words were as cold as water striking ice or wind shattering jade. Her appearance was also beautiful, and she looked like an angel. All the male disciples of the Wudang Sect could not help but concentrate and listen attentively.

"Why don't you stay a few more days, Junior Sister Zhou? I'll introduce you to our great master when he comes out of retreat." Song Qingshu said attentively.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head slightly: "Now the seven-year period has come, Master ordered me to retrieve the Heavenly Sword and return to Emei as soon as possible, without delay."

It turns out that Zhou Zhiruo came to take back the Sword of the Heavenly Sword.

Seven years ago, Master Miejue had her sword taken away from her in Wudang and had become a laughing stock. Now restoring some of her reputation was just one of her options.

The world is now in chaos and the martial arts world is in turmoil. Mie Jue, who lost the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, is only at the first-rate level and has not yet reached the level of a top master. Naturally, he feels uneasy.

"The Heavenly Sword?" Jia Wei had some thoughts in his mind while eating noodles.

Nowadays, "The supreme master in the martial arts world, with his precious sword that slays dragons, commands the world and no one dares to disobey. If Yitian doesn't come out, who can compete with him?" is still a slogan.

Looking at the whole world, the only ones who know the secrets of the Sword of the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sabre are the successive leaders of the Emei Sect... and Jia Wei.

"Now that Zhang Sanfeng is in seclusion and the second-generation disciples are protecting him, the internal defense of Wudang must be weak. If I take advantage of the opportunity and snatch the Sword of Heavenly Conqueror..." Jia Wei was of course greedy. He knew that the Sword of Heavenly Conqueror contained the "Nine Yin Scriptures" and the "Essence of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing". If he could deduce these two skills, wouldn't he be the second Guo Jing?

As for the "Wu Mu Testament" in the Dragon Slaying Sword, it is even more incredible in a sense, because if used properly, it can really slay a dragon, and it is no problem to change the world...

After thinking for a moment, Jia Wei gave up this unrealistic idea. After all, Wudang still had hundreds of third-generation disciples.

With only his second-rate strength, he cannot move among a group of well-trained Wudang disciples. If the opponents form a sword formation, he will have to die on the mountain if he is unlucky.

It’s better not to lose sight of the big picture. First, acquire the Nine Yang Divine Art, and then make plans.

The best scenario is that he will come out after getting the Nine Yang Magic Skill and rob Zhou Zhiruo and her group on their way back...

Of course, it is very likely that Master Mie Jue came as well, but he just didn’t have the face to go up the mountain.

Jia Wei wanted to eavesdrop for a while longer, but the two of them only talked about meaningless topics.

Song Qingshu's attitude was enthusiastic, almost flattering, but Zhou Zhiruo's expression remained indifferent. Jia Wei was too lazy to watch the drama performance of the dog and the goddess, so he paid for the meal and returned to the inn to rest.

More than an hour later, Jia Wei arrived at the top of the cliff on the back mountain of Wudang with some ropes and hooks.

He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the clouds filling the valley. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart at the thought of jumping down soon.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Jia Wei began to plan his route.

After that, he lay down on the ground again and rested for a quarter of an hour, getting his clothes dirty.

Seeing a sturdy pine tree growing not far from the edge of the cliff, Jia Wei took his belongings, mobilized his internal strength, and jumped straight over.

After landing on the tree trunk safely, he tied the rope to the trunk and made a descending knot. When he used the main rope to land on a place with a foothold, he pulled the secondary rope to recover.

After repeating this several times, Jia Wei finally landed in the foggy clouds of the valley.

Standing on a cliff, Jia Wei could vaguely see the ground.

"I can see the ground, and the fire monk on the ground can also see the figure in the sky. If he looks up, he will be killed..."

If he fails to trick Huogong Toudao, not only will he not be able to learn the Nine Yang Magic Skill, but his life will also be in danger...

Jia Wei observed the rock wall below and saw that the slope was gradually becoming gentler, with dense trees and vines growing on it. He then made up his mind!
Fight for the Nine Yang Divine Art!
If you are not cruel enough to yourself, how can you be cruel to others?

He left all his belongings where they were, taking only the butcher knife, planned his route, and then jumped.

The wind roared in his ears, but Jia Wei tried his best to stay calm. The internal force in his body flowed, and he used his strength to leap upwards to slow down his descent. Fortunately, he landed on a protruding rock without any danger.

He saw a pine tree and jumped again, but this time he was no longer lucky, he jumped off the right side!

Jia Wei stretched out his hand to grab the branch, but the force of his fall was too great, and the branch could not bear the force and broke with a loud snap.

Jia Wei, who was in free fall, finally panicked and screamed like a ghost or a wolf, but he was in the air, swaying uncontrollably, and he could only hear the sound of wind in his ears, as if he would be crushed to pieces in the next moment!
In an instant, Jia Wei fell several feet. At this time, there were countless vines hanging around him. He felt like he saw a life-saving straw and quickly stretched out his hands and feet to grab it.

In an instant, his arm felt like it was going to break, and he broke several vines as thick as fingers. Fortunately, he used the force to change his body shape, and once again used his internal energy to grab the vines to slow down.

When his speed slowed down, the ground was right in front of him, and he saw a pool of water on the side. Jia Wei immediately did three somersaults in the air and fell towards the pool.

His body drew an arc diagonally, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and slammed into the pool fiercely, causing waves to rise several feet high!
(End of this chapter)