76: Chapter 76 First Deduction: The Possibility of Completing a Family-Inherited Incomplete Technique

Section One: The Fragmented Mystery in the Yellowed Fist Manual

The morning light in the training hall filtered through the window lattices, casting mottled shadows on the bluestone floor. Chen Wu's fingertips brushed over the fragmented diagram on the last page of the tomb guardians manuscript. On the yellowed Xuan paper, the final three Moves of the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression were left with only intermittent ink marks, like a puzzle eaten away by time. Grandpa Wang's dry tobacco pipe made a muffled thud on the corner of the table. The old man pulled an oilcloth bundle from his robe, and after unwrapping it layer by layer, revealed half of a Bronze Token—it could perfectly merge with Chen Wu's Tomb-Guarding Beast token, and the patterns on the back were exactly the opening stance of the missing Moves.

"When your grandfather was guarding the tomb in Qinling in 1963," the old man's tobacco bowl pointed at the gap on the fragmented diagram, "to cover the archaeological team's retreat, he took the Soul-Severing Palm from a grave robber head-on and forgot the last three Moves after returning." A black-and-white photo fell out of the oilcloth bundle, showing the young grandfather with his right arm in a cast, yet still gesturing the incomplete Moves on the hospital bed. "He said these three Moves hide the ultimate variation of the Tomb-Guarding Beast's Qi Energy, capable of reversing blood and Qi in desperate situations."

Lin Mo's tactical tablet suddenly made a soft sound. The Martial Arts Deduction interface of the Global Martial Arts System popped up automatically. When the virtual scanner scanned the fragmented diagram, the progress bar stuck at 67% and stopped moving. The youth's fingertips tapped rapidly on the screen, sweat from his forehead dripping onto the virtual keyboard: "System prompt: Key Qi Energy nodes are missing; more homologous martial arts data is needed for completion." The tablet suddenly jumped to the grandfather's cultivation log, where a certain page was written in red ink: "The thirteenth Move needs the moonlight as a guide, but the lunar phases are unpredictable and ultimately remained unsolved."

The encrypted channel of the Special Incident Response Department sent a file transfer notification. The Chief of the Execution Division sent a dossier marked "Top Secret," containing the 1972 archives of the Council of Tomb Guardians—notes left by the old guardians who participated in rescuing the fist manual back then. One passage was circled in red: "The fragmented Moves were not forgotten, but actively erased by grandfather, seemingly to guard against some kind of Qi Energy backlash." The Section Chief's holographic image suddenly flickered; in the background, the Technical Department was debugging equipment. "We found the Qi Energy recorder from back then; it contains the energy waveforms from when grandfather practiced the fragmented Moves!"

In the Flower Girl's basket, the ming jin orchid suddenly bloomed a strange twin flower. The patterns on the petals faintly echoed the ink marks on the fragmented diagram. The young girl carefully dripped the flower nectar onto the Xuan paper, and the dried ink suddenly glowed with a faint golden light. "Elder Zhou said this is the Soul-Recalling Flower," her fingertip lightly touched the blooming petal, and a blurry figure immediately emerged in the virtual projection. "It can restore part of the Move's imagery based on residual Qi Energy!" In the projection, the grandfather was practicing under the moon, but the Moves suddenly turned into a cloud of white mist at the critical point.

Officer Zhang's body camera was pointed at an old wooden box in the corner. The old policeman wore white gloves and spread out the yellowed newspapers inside one by one—in the 1964 Martial Arts Weekly, there was an exclusive interview about the grandfather. The accompanying photo showed him performing the twelfth Move of the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression, with the position of his left foot slightly deviating from the markings on the fragmented diagram. "The Technical Department compared the skeletal movement trajectories," the old policeman suddenly zoomed in on the moonlight in the corner of the newspaper. "The lunar phase that night was the First Quarter Moon, which perfectly matches the records in the log!"

Chen Wu's peace lock suddenly resonated with the Bronze Token. The moment the two tokens merged into one, the fragmented patterns suddenly lit up with a blue-gold light, projecting a translucent Qi Energy route map onto the table. The Martial Arts Deduction System suddenly emitted a pleasant notification sound, and countless rotating star maps appeared in the virtual space—it was actually an energy field simulated based on the changes in lunar phases from 1963 to the present. A line of text popped up on the System interface: "Homologous Qi Energy resonance detected. Start Family Martial Arts Completion Deduction?"

Section Two: The Qi Energy Labyrinth in the Moonlight Deduction Field

When Chen Wu's fingertip touched the "Start" button, the floor of the training hall suddenly rippled. Blue-gold Qi Energy spread along the gaps in the stone slabs, constructing a circular mountain valley in the virtual space—exactly matching the terrain of the tomb-guarding site in Qinling in the photo. The First Quarter Moon of that night in 1963 hung in the sky, its silver glow spilling onto the ground, forming light spots that matched the gaps in the fragmented diagram.

"This is the Scene Reconstruction function!" Lin Mo's exclamation carried a tremor. The virtual timer on the tablet began to count down, and the time when the grandfather practiced the fragmented Moves back then was approaching second by second. When the pointer reached the Third Quarter of the Hai Hour, a whirlwind suddenly blew in the virtual valley. A phantom of the grandfather emerged from the Qi Energy ripples, transitioning from the twelfth Move to half of the thirteenth Move—the palm wind froze at his chest, and a cloud of black Qi erupted from the phantom's right arm, completely in sync with the Qi Energy of the grave robber's Soul-Severing Palm.

Grandpa Wang's tobacco pipe suddenly dropped to the ground. The old man stared at the phantom's frozen right hand, the tobacco bowl drawing a hurried arc on the ground: "It's Qi Energy Reversal!" He suddenly pulled open his shirt, revealing a scar identical to the grandfather's. "I was there that day. To protect his heart's meridians, he forcefully forced the Tomb-Guarding Beast Qi Energy back into his Dantian! This is the key to the missing Moves—one must endure triple blood and Qi backlash!"

On the virtual screen of the Martial Arts Deduction, dense Qi Energy nodes suddenly popped up. The System disassembled the thirteenth Move into 72 key points, 23 of which were marked with eye-catching red warnings: "High-risk node, success rate below 30%." When Chen Wu tried to simulate one of the nodes with Brute Force, golden sparks suddenly exploded in the virtual space, and a needle-like pain came from his right arm—exactly at the same location as his grandfather's injury back then.

The Flower Girl's Soul-Recalling Flower trembled violently. A petal from the twin flower flew toward the virtual valley, turning into a golden thread under the moonlight, connecting the phantom's frozen palm wind with Chen Wu's palm. "It's Qi Energy resonance!" The young girl's voice was full of surprise. On the virtual panel formed by the petals, the grandfather's heart rate and breathing frequency from back then were synchronizing with Chen Wu's. "Elder Zhou said that Bloodline Qi Energy can generate resonance across time and space!"

In the tactical center of the Special Incident Response Department, the minister held his breath while staring at the real-time transmission of the Qi Energy map. The System suddenly deduced 17 completion plans, the 9th of which was marked as the "optimal solution"—it actually required drawing Taiyin Qi into the body during a total lunar eclipse to form a Yin and Yang cycle with the Tomb-Guarding Beast Qi Energy. "The observatory just sent news," the Section Chief's voice was excited, "a once-in-a-century red total lunar eclipse will occur in three days, which is the perfect time to complete the fragmented Moves!"

Section Three: Qi Energy Reversal on the Night of the Red Moon

As the red moon hung in the night sky like blood, the bluestone slabs of the training hall had been transformed into a special Qi Energy array. Grandpa Wang used cinnabar to draw the outline of the Tomb-Guarding Beast on the ground. Chen Wu stood at the position of the beast's eye, holding half of a Bronze Token in each hand, the peace lock on his chest emitting a scorching light. In the live broadcast of the Global Martial Arts System, 5 billion viewers simultaneously saw the virtual valley overlap with the real scene, and the grandfather's phantom became exceptionally clear in the red moon's glow.

"First stage of deduction, start!" Lin Mo's voice trembled. The Martial Arts Deduction interface on the tablet disassembled the thirteenth Move into 9 breathing units, each marked with forbidden directions for blood and Qi flow. When Chen Wu performed the opening stance, blue-gold Qi Energy suddenly formed a vortex at his Dantian—perfectly matching the trajectory predicted by the System, but 23% higher in intensity than the deduction. Grandpa Wang's tobacco pipe suddenly tapped his waist: "Hold back your strength! If the Qi enters the dai vessel, it will damage the kidneys!"

When the red moon rose to the zenith, the second stage of deduction encountered its most thrilling turning point. Chen Wu's right arm suddenly rose uncontrollably, the Qi Energy in his palm carrying a black afterimage—exactly like the Qi Energy backlash the grandfather suffered after being struck back then. "It's the residual information of the Soul-Severing Palm!" The Chief of the Execution Division's holographic image suddenly zoomed in, and the Qi Energy simulator in the tactical center was performing a synchronous analysis. "The System has deduced a countermeasure: use the eighth variation of the Tomb-Guarding Beast Breathing Technique to guide the black Qi into the Quchi Point of the left arm!"

The Flower Girl's Soul-Recalling Flower bloomed fully at this moment. The petals of the twin flower all turned into golden threads, weaving a translucent cocoon around Chen Wu, with each thread node corresponding to a high-risk point marked by the Martial Arts Deduction. When the black Qi was about to invade his heart's meridians, the threads suddenly tightened, forcing it back into his palm. In the energy map of the live broadcast, the blue-gold Qi Energy and the black afterimage formed a rotating Taiji, which was exactly the "reversing blood and Qi" mentioned in the grandfather's log.

Officer Zhang's body camera captured a shocking scene. Chen Wu's footprints in the cinnabar array perfectly overlapped with the grandfather's footprints in the virtual valley. The glow of the red moon flowed into the ground along the footprints, stirring up a golden torrent of Qi Energy beneath the bluestone slabs. The old policeman suddenly noticed that the old wooden box in the corner was vibrating, and the Martial Arts Weekly inside flew out automatically. The photo on the newspaper overlapped with the real scene, and the grandfather's phantom nodded to Chen Wu.

"The final stage!" Grandpa Wang's roar tore through the night sky. Chen Wu's Qi Energy suddenly completed a bizarre cycle within his body—the energy flow that was supposed to Move upward suddenly sank into the yongquan point, then flowed backward up the spine. The light of the peace lock reached its peak at this moment, connecting with the glow of the red moon into a golden pillar of light. The progress bar of the Martial Arts Deduction instantly hit 100%, and a complete animation of the thirteenth Move popped up on the virtual screen, the final movement being identical to Chen Wu's current posture.

Section Four: The Legacy Code in the Complete Fist Manual

As the red moon sank in the west, a complete golden palm print was left on the bluestone floor of the training hall. Chen Wu's fingertips traced the blank page of the tomb guardians manuscript. The Martial Arts Deduction automatically rubbed the completed Moves onto it, the ink characters carrying a faint golden light and merging perfectly with the grandfather's handwriting. Lin Mo's tablet suddenly popped up a System notification: "Congratulations on completing the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression. Hidden Legacy unlocked: Tomb-Guarding Beast Transformation—can use Bloodline Qi Energy to increase power by 300% in emergencies."

Grandpa Wang's tobacco pipe went out for the first time. The old man tremblingly stroked the complete fist manual, his finger pads passing over the intersection of the grandfather's and Chen Wu's handwriting, where the ink was faintly glowing. "In 1963, he said that these three Moves would only be completed when someone 'capable of communicating heart-to-heart with the Tomb-Guarding Beast' appeared." The old photo in the oilcloth bundle suddenly glowed with golden light, and the young grandfather and the current Chen Wu overlapped in the light and shadow, their Moves transitioning seamlessly.

The armored vehicle of the Special Incident Response Department lit its sirens at the entrance of the alley. The Chief of the Execution Division walked in carrying a special alloy box containing fragments of a Tomb-Guarding Beast stone carving retrieved from the tomb-guarding site in Qinling. "The Technical Department analyzed it with Martial Arts Deduction," she said, placing the fragments next to the fist manual. The blue-gold Qi Energy suddenly caused the fragments to reassemble. "The patterns on this stone carving are actually the Qi Energy route map for the thirteenth Move. Grandfather deliberately left clues back then!"

In the Flower Girl's basket, the Soul-Recalling Flower produced a crystalline seed. The young girl buried the seed in the flowerpot of the training hall, and a bright green sprout suddenly poked out from the gap in the bluestone slab, the patterns on its leaves being a simplified version of the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression. "Elder Zhou said this is the inheritance grass," her fingertip lightly touched the sprout, and a virtual projection immediately showed simplified Moves suitable for Mutants to practice. "The System has deduced that ordinary people practicing this can strengthen their bodies, and Mutants can stabilize their genetic sequences."

Officer Zhang's body camera was filming the electronic archive of the fist manual. The old policeman's tablet was connected to the police academy's database, and the complete Moves of the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression were being disassembled into teaching modules, with variations specifically for controlling thugs being specially marked. "New officers start classes next week," his knuckles lightly tapped the thirteenth Move on the screen. "This 'Throat-Locking Strength-Release' Move can subdue enemies without hurting them; it's ten times more useful than the old grappling techniques!"

Chen Wu's gaze fell on the global Qi Energy map. Blue-gold light spots representing the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression were rapidly spreading, from the training grounds of the Council of Tomb Guardians to the activity rooms of the Mutant Mutual Aid Association, countless people were practicing the complete fist manual under the System's guidance. What made his heart tremble most was a video sent by A-Mings younger sister: the young girl, under the moonlight in the hospital room, performed the first Move with naive movements, the peace lock wooden plaque in her palm emitting a warm light.

When the last star faded into the dawn, the tomb guardians manuscript suddenly closed automatically. The bronze lock on the cover resonated with Chen Wu's token, projecting a holographic image of the grandfather in the air of the training hall—this time, it was no longer a fragmented phantom, but a complete demonstration of the Thirteen Styles of Tomb Suppression. The old man's voice came through time, carrying a gratified smile: "Deduction will eventually reach its end, but only the Qi Energy passed through the Bloodline can live on forever through the years."

Chen Wu suddenly understood that the Martial Arts Deduction had completed not just Moves, but a Legacy spanning time and space. Those yellowed manuals, fragmented memories, and the Qi Energy in the Bloodline finally wove into a complete web in the glow of the red moon. Just like on the bluestone slabs of the training hall, new footprints were covering the old ones, yet they all carried the same blue-gold light—that was his grandfather's protection, his persistence, and the legendary trajectory belonging to every person who took over the manual and would eventually step out.

The final System prompt popped up when the inheritance grass in the flowerpot bloomed with tiny white flowers: "Congratulations on unlocking the Tomb Protector achievement. Reward: Access to Grandfather's complete Qi Energy database." Chen Wu gently closed the tomb guardians manuscript. In the morning light, he seemed to see countless hands overlapping on the fist manual, from his grandfather to himself, and then to a child practicing the Horse Stance in the distance—this might be the most precious possibility of family martial arts: not the perfection of the Moves, but that there are always descendants willing to continue writing new chapters for it.