Chương 179: Seeking Martial Guidance

Plum Manor. Sitting in the plum blossom garden, enjoying tea under the midday summer sun, Song Que and Hui Wu were chatting happily. Song Que's martial arts realm had made some progress today. With a highly learned and talented figure like Hui Wu present, how could he sit idle? He hastily brought out the unresolved doubts in his heart to ask for guidance. Hui Wu didn't find it bothersome in the slightest, meticulously explaining everything to him in detail.

This session of seeking the Dao and learning martial arts lasted until late afternoon before temporarily concluding. Song Que felt he had benefited immensely.

"Thank you, Brother Hui Wu! You have done me a great favor again today."

"Brother Song exaggerates. You and I have an affinity with the Buddha; it is merely a small matter."

"Good! Tonight, I will personally go to the kitchen again to show off my skills and properly thank you, Brother Hui Wu!" Boss Song patted his shoulder, winking with a smile. Remembering the last time he drank wine with Boss Song, where they threw their arms around each other's shoulders and called each other brothers, Hui Wu couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed:"I will leave everything up to Brother Song."

"Haha, rest assured! I guarantee you will be satisfied today, my brother!" Grandee Song smiled slyly, then rubbed his hands together:"Brother Hui Wu, I didn't get to fight to my heart's content today. Why don't we exchange a few moves now, taking this opportunity for me to seek some martial guidance?" Seeming to know this guy would propose a spar, Hui Wu straightforwardly smiled, nodded, and stood up:"No problem. Brother Song, please!"

With a rare opportunity to receive pointers from an expert, Song Que didn't stand on ceremony, immediately launching a punch from where he stood. Although the distance was short, Hui Wu, worthy of being the elite disciple of an orthodox sect, possessed incredibly wondrous body movement techniques! His entire body swayed like a loach, lightly slipping to the side to dodge the punch.

The force in his hands erupted; his left hand, placed in front of his chest, pushed forward slightly, and a vast palm force surged toward Song Que! Even before the hand arrived, Song Que's clothes were already flapping wildly from the fierce wind. He wasn't afraid but delighted! He immediately curled his arm into the Flying Sky Hammer stance and met it head-on with a direct punch!

"Boom!" The air was distorted and compressed, emitting a deafening explosion! The plum trees in the garden rustled violently from the wind, and a flurry of shredded leaves was swept into the air.

"What fierce and unyielding fist techniques!" Both men simultaneously staggered back three steps. Hui Wu couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.

"Brother Hui Wu's palm techniques are equally excellent!" Song Que praised in return.

"Brother Song, be careful!" Hui Wu smiled as a reminder. His aura suddenly soared, and Song Que could even feel a saintly light swirling around his face, giving him an inviolable, solemn appearance!

"Tremble!" Initial Appearance of Buddha's Light! Hui Wu formed a hand seal with both hands and pushed forcefully outward! A mountain-toppling, sea-draining force erupted from his body, sweeping forward! It carried an irresistible, undeniable might, like the absolute truth of the morning sun piercing through the veil of night! Song Que instantly felt suffocated, warning bells ringing incessantly in his mind. But he didn't intend to use the Tesseract's energy.

The opportunity to exchange blows with an expert like Hui Wu was too rare; he wanted to experience it personally to understand his own shortcomings. Therefore, facing Hui Wu's Initial Appearance of Buddha's Light, Song Que didn't evade at all! His hand transformed into a saber, compressing his entire body's inner force to the absolute limit. Aiming straight at the center of Hui Wu's hand seal, he slashed down ferociously!

"Boom!!" Hui Wu's palm force was cleaved in half by his saber qi, sweeping to the sides and bending several nearby plum trees down to the ground! Song Que's palm-saber and the hand seal clashed head-on! The two were evenly matched once again, both retreating several steps.

"Brother Song's progress is astounding; it is truly worth celebrating." As soon as Hui Wu's feet touched the ground, he spun to borrow force. Like a gust of wind, he appeared above Song Que to the left. With one hand pressed to his chest, his right hand thrust out a finger. Mighty Vajra Finger! Although Song Que's speed couldn't match his, his agility was far superior! Remaining calm in the face of danger, he hastily clenched his fist and swung his arm in a horizontal sweep. Parrying Hammer!

"Clang!" The harsh sound of clashing metal rang out! Hui Wu's finger felt numb, and he was forced back a few steps.

"Haha, Brother Hui Wu, my turn!" Thick-skinned and tough-fleshed, Grandee Song didn't feel pain. Seizing the opportunity, he immediately closed the distance and attacked! Hui Wu didn't flinch, his hands swirling like dancing butterflies, neutralizing every single one of his attacks. Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. The two exchanged blows back and forth.

The sound of eagle cries, tiger roars, clashing metal, and deafening explosions rang out incessantly in the courtyard! This patch of the plum forest suffered immense devastation, as if trampled by a hurricane, shaking non-stop with shredded leaves filling the sky! Song Que used all his martial moves but couldn't do anything to Hui Wu. Aside from his monk robes being slightly disheveled, this bald monk maintained a smiling face, devoid of joy or sorrow, from beginning to end!

This made the dark-bellied Song Que—who genuinely wanted to beat up this monk to avenge being swatted away by him last time—fail in his endeavor. It had to be said, this was quite regrettable. Of course, Song Que still had his 'Super God' trump card unused, but who could say Hui Wu had gone all out? This bald monk hadn't even shown a hint of fatigue! Besides, the purpose of this was to learn and gain experience; there was no need to take it to the extreme.

Failing to achieve his goal once again, Grandee Song regretfully withdrew his hands, shook his head, and smiled:"Let's stop here for today. I am in awe of Brother Hui Wu's profound martial arts!"

"Amitabha. Brother Song's aptitude is something this lowly monk has rarely seen in his life. It is truly worth celebrating."

"Haha, thank you for the praise! Brother Hui Wu, please sit and rest first. Wait for me to go to the kitchen and prepare a few dishes, and then we brothers will share a few cups!"

"Then I will trouble Brother Song." Calling for someone to arrange a separate small courtyard for Hui Wu, 'God of Cooking Song' rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the kitchen. He had ordered Lightning to hunt for prey earlier, so there was no shortage of fresh ingredients now!... Plum Manor. The dining room was now laid out with a massive spread of dishes, the vast majority personally crafted by the God of Cooking, Song Que.

Sitting at the banquet table, Boss Song introduced them to Hui Wu:"Brother Hui Wu, this is my brother Xiong Ba. That Fire Fox is called Mengmeng, and you already know Wu Kong. You don't mind everyone sitting at the same table, right?" Recently, Song Que had begun to reduce the number of people staying at Plum Manor. As his strength grew rapidly, he had simultaneously offended quite a few old factions in the surrounding area. At this stage, Song Que didn't have enough power to protect everyone around him.

Therefore, to continue standing beside him, one needed matching abilities! This wasn't Song Que being heartless or forgetting his old friends after achieving success. It was simply that standing beside him was too dangerous; the series of recent events proved this beyond a doubt. Dragons do not dwell with snakes. Society was just that cruel. To continue traveling with him, he didn't demand they help much, but the minimum requirement was not to become a burden!

Therefore, currently at Plum Manor, aside from the master, Boss Song, and his loyal underling Xiong Ba, only Nie Feng would frequently reside here in the future. Zhong Hong and Li Xin would gradually stay less often. With few people in the house, Song Que didn't want the hassle, so everyone, humans and pets alike, gathered together. Hui Wu didn't show any signs of minding, amiably greeting Xiong Ba, Wu Kong, Mengmeng, and even the Husky.

It was worth mentioning that Mengmeng, this troublesome fox, perhaps feeling it had transcended the 'low-class' status of beasts, now ate, drank, and slept according to Boss Song's standards! Its requirements were incredibly high, leaving poor Wu Kong to run around serving this 'great lord'....

"Brother Hui Wu, let us first offer a toast to you!" Hui Wu immediately raised his cup and drained it with Song Que and Xiong Ba.

"Brother Hui Wu, what brings you to Qinghe this time?" While eating and drinking, Boss Song didn't forget to inquire.

"Amitabha. As little monk was preparing to return to the temple, I heard news of the Blood Demon Cult causing harm here. Therefore, I took the initiative to ask my master for permission to come here and investigate."

"So that's how it is. I wonder how much you've found out? To be honest, knowing there's a group of blood-sucking demonic practitioners lurking around us makes us feel incredibly panicked!"

"Brother Song doesn't need to worry too much. The identity of the mastermind, the Blood-Robed Venerable, has already been verified! He is a traitor from the Heavenly Ghost Sect named Xu Di! Currently, the people from the Nine Rivers Alliance and the Six Doors are frantically hunting him down! Many of their strongholds around the county cities have also been uprooted. If this 'Blood-Robed' guy hadn't been so quick to flee upon hearing the wind, he would likely have paid for his crimes by now.

In the short term, he won't dare to show his face again. You can rest easy for the time being." Hearing his words, Boss Song felt somewhat relieved and continued pouring wine for the bald monk alongside Xiong Ba.

"Fortunately, we have the Six Doors and the heroes of the Nine Rivers Alliance eliminating evil for the people; this one can rest easy! Brother Hui Wu, please try this country-style spicy braised rabbit and see how my skills are!"

"Thank you, Brother Song!"

"Not a bad flavor, right?" Slowly chewing and savoring it, Hui Wu couldn't help but light up his eyes and praise:"The meat is tender yet chewy, and the seasoning is just right! Brother Song has excellent skills!"

"Haha, you flatter me! Come, let's drain another cup!"

"Try this dish too..."

"Cheers!"... After a few rounds of wine, Boss Song affectionately patted the bald monk's shoulder and began to sway:"Hui Wu, I find you extremely pleasing to the eye! It seems we truly have an affinity. Why don't we go out back, slaughter a chicken, and swear brotherhood?!" Having drunk quite a bit of strong wine, Hui Wu still wasn't drunk. How could he be fooled by this 'Thief Song'?

"Sinful, sinful! Thank you for your favor, Brother Song. Before I descended the mountain, my master warned me not to easily entangle myself with the dust of the mortal world to avoid karma. Little monk must disappoint Brother Song's good intentions." Unable to trick such a high-quality underling, Boss Song felt incredibly regretful, shaking his head and sighing:"What a pity! I see Brother Hui Wu is still very young. I wonder how old you are this year?"

"Little monk is sixteen years old this year." Wait, if he's sixteen, then this body of mine... ahem, I must be seventeen this year! Boss Song's teeth ached internally as he quickly adjusted his age in his mind. Rolling his eyes, he nodded solemnly:"Truly young and promising! Being a whole year younger than me yet possessing such cultivation! Brother Hui Wu, your aptitude is truly extraordinary!" Praised by him, Hui Wu also scratched his head in embarrassment:"I wouldn't dare; I am far behind Brother Song!

This is all thanks to my sect's cultivation."

"Don't be humble, my brother! Come, drink a cup to wish you a long journey on the martial path!"

"Brother Song, Brother Xiong, please!" This monk didn't back down from a challenge, readily raising his cup and draining it.

"This cup is because we both have bald heads! Cheers!"

"Brother Song has great insight! Cheers!"... Before long, Boss Song had managed to sway this innocent monk until his head spun. The two were acting incredibly chummy, arms around each other's shoulders, calling each other brothers! They were only short of actually slaughtering a chicken to swear brotherhood; if the bald monk hadn't retained a shred of clarity, he might have committed the sin of taking a life today!

"My brother! Meeting you today, you actually still recognized your big brother! I admire that!"

"Amitabha! Little monk has cultivated alongside great masters since childhood, so I view the world with eyes different from ordinary men. Although Brother Song's outward appearance has changed, in my eyes, you are still you." Seeing this guy still acting profound even when drunk off his ass, Boss Song couldn't help but grit his teeth and roll his eyes:"Speak human language!"

"Hehehe, please don't take offense, Brother Song. Force of habit, force of habit!" Hui Wu awkwardly rubbed his bald head and continued to explain:"It's because this little brother is fortunate to be favored by the Buddha! Since birth, my Heavenly Eye has been open, allowing me to clearly see the myriad dharmas of the world. The aura on each person is distinct." Curiously looking at the red cinnabar mole on this bald monk's forehead, Song Que clicked his tongue in wonder.

Isn't this similar to my newly upgraded version of the Domain?! Sure enough, the world does not lack eccentric and extraordinary individuals!

"To my brother's Heavenly Eye, let's keep drinking!"

"Cheers!!!" This meal lasted until Hui Wu was dead drunk, and Boss Song's head began to spin, before it finally concluded. I'm Win! Looking at his opponent collapsed before him, having finally found a way to take revenge, Boss Song was in a joyous mood! Raising two fingers in a V-sign, he happily returned to his room to rest, leaving the foolish Bear to call for people to clean up the mess.