Chapter 40: Origin of the Secret Technique

Those who complained didn't know that the elder who created this sword technique had his own profound cultivation base ruined during a Jianghu fight in his prime, and he could no longer practice internal true qi.

Fearing that his status in the sect would plummet, this elder didn't reveal this to others, but instead made a show of his martial arts advancing greatly and being unfathomable, deceiving everyone in the sect, big and small.

But from then on, he had no power to protect himself, which was an unchangeable fact. From that time on, he had been keeping to himself, relying on his extraordinary wit, and surprisingly, he had never been discovered by others.

That period was the peak period when the Seven Mysteries Sect dominated Jingzhou.

When this elder discovered that his cultivation base could indeed not be restored, in despair, he actually used the power in his hands, secretly hiding it from other power holders, and sent his subordinates to raid many unknown, hidden small sects.

From these sects, he forcibly seized many shameful martial arts secret manuals, trying to find a supreme martial art that could be used without moving internal power.

As a result, after several years of searching, he did find many incredible secret techniques, but among them, there were no martial arts suitable for him to use.

He was greatly disappointed.

This elder was also a person of great talent and supreme wisdom. In his despondency, he actually thought of utilizing the numerous secret techniques in his hands to create a unique martial art for himself.

The triggering of this thought made him excited. Being able to create a unique martial art was the lifelong dream of every martial artist. From then on, he couldn't stop, throwing himself into this matter wholeheartedly, researching and practicing his various ideas. Finally, for fear of being entangled in worldly affairs, he even entered a state of seclusion, no longer asking about the sect disputes in the outside world.

Creating a martial art was a very difficult thing. Moreover, the martial art he wanted to create had such great limitations: it had to be usable without true qi, and it had to encompass numerous secret techniques to become a profound and supreme martial art.

The creation of this unprecedented martial art was a process whose hardship far exceeded his imagination, but he was also a person of great perseverance. After half a lifetime of painstaking effort, spanning a long process of decades, this Blinking Sword Manual was finally born.

This elder was extremely excited. When he was excitedly reporting the good news to others in the sect, his martial arts had just been mastered, but he unexpectedly discovered that the Seven Mysteries Sect had completely declined. The entire sect was being besieged by numerous large and small gangs, and there was a danger of the entire sect being destroyed at any time.

This elder, who was already in his sixties, was shocked and angry. At this critical moment, he used the mysterious sword technique he had just mastered, showing great power, killing numerous strong enemies one after another, intimidating the remaining numerous experts, and forcibly allowing the Seven Mysteries Sect to fight a bloody path out of the heavy siege, establishing a monumental merit for the continuation of the Seven Mysteries Sect.

Unfortunately, just after escaping danger, this elder's time had come. Leaving only the will to put the sword manual, which was the result of his painstaking efforts, into the Seven Absolutes Hall, he passed away.

What was even more regrettable was that in the years that followed, until Han Li, not a single descendant disciple had tried to practice this technique, leaving this bright pearl covered in dust until now, never seeing the light of day.

Han Li knew nothing about these things that had happened in the past. In fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't be moved. For him, this martial art technique was suitable for him to practice, and it was possible for him to save his small life in Doctor Mo's hands, which was enough. As for what background it had? Who created it? Han Li had no interest at all. He was a very realistic person, and he wouldn't spend his energy understanding things that had no benefit at all.

In his own room, Han Li lit an oil lamp, lay on the wooden table, and under the dim light, continued to browse through the secret manuals one by one.

He didn't intend to really copy the secret manuals but prepared to rely on his extraordinary memory to forcibly memorize them all in his mind. In this way, it was both safe and not afraid of being lost, and he didn't have to worry about the danger of leaking the news.

One had to know that he still maintained a high level of vigilance toward Doctor Mo and wouldn't be foolish enough to think that the other wouldn't monitor him at all. If there were so many copies of secret manuals in the room, wouldn't it all be exposed, making Doctor Mo guard against him in advance?

The orange lamp flame "popped," bursting out a small lamp flower, reminding Han Li that a long time had passed and he should rest earlier.

But Han Li didn't care about this at all, his whole person was immersed in the world of the secret manuals, and the various mysterious techniques in the books completely attracted all his attention.

As the lamp flowers cracked one after another, the human shadow reflected on the wall also swayed constantly, varying in size. And Han Li himself had been sitting there, motionless. This movement and stillness formed an eerie contrast, but gave others a strange feeling of harmony.

Time passed quarter by quarter, and the shadow behind Han Li also gradually changed from clear to blurry, and from blurry slowly changed to blank. The sky outside had already brightened.

Han Li had unknowingly read obsessively for the whole night.

With a "pop," the last large lamp flower burst, and the oil lamp also went out completely. Han Li was finally awakened from the book.

He looked up at the oil lamp and then glanced at the bright light outside the window, feeling a bitter smile in his heart.

He didn't expect that he would one day be so obsessed with researching killing techniques. He was really very different from before.

Han Li sighed for a long time before standing up, twisting his neck, stretching his hands and feet, making his whole body's joints make a "pop" sound. Then he turned around, pushed the door open, walked outside, drew a basin of cold water from a nearby deep well, washed his face well to refresh himself, and then employed the Everlasting Spring Technique to circulate it through his body once. All the fatigue of the whole night disappeared without a trace.

After a whole night of night reading and research, Han Li already knew that to thoroughly master this set of martial arts, without ten or eight years of hard practice, that was something he shouldn't even think about. Even if his talent in this area was extraordinary, it would still take two or three years of effort to achieve small success.

But time waits for no one!

===== CHAPTER 41 =====