236: Chapter 16 Taking on a disciple? No way!

Watching Wu Ya Zi rise and walk down from the platform, Meng Li's mouth twitched.

He remembered that in the original work, Wu Ya Zi was crippled after being knocked off the cliff, becoming completely paralyzed and finding it difficult to even move. The only reason he survived for so long was due to the over seventy years of Northern Profound True Qi sustaining him.

That was why he couldn't personally clean up the sect.

But in the 2003 version of the demi-gods and semi-devils TV series, Wu Ya Zi was actually able to move freely.

Not to mention paralysis, he didn't look like he had any disabilities at all.

Meng Li had been completely confused when he watched the show back then.

However, since he was only watching for the beauty of the female characters, he didn't pay much attention to it.

But now...

"Senior, your situation is somewhat different from the legends," Meng Li asked directly, feeling puzzled.

Hearing this, Wu Ya Zi shifted his gaze from Wang Yuyan to Meng Li and asked with interest, "Different from the legends? What should I be like in the legends you speak of?"

Meng Li spoke bluntly, "According to my aunt, Li Qingluo, you passed away long ago."

"According to Ding Chunqiu, you were at least severely injured when you fell off the cliff."

Upon hearing the name "Li Qingluo," Wu Ya Zi's gaze faltered, and an expression of mixed guilt and regret appeared on his face. Then, he sighed deeply and said, "Qingluo thinks I am dead; she must have been deceived by her mother and Ding Chunqiu."

"As for Ding Chunqiu..."

"He was right. I was indeed severely injured when he pushed me off the cliff back then."

"If it weren't for Xinghe saving me and protecting me, I probably wouldn't have lived until today."

"Xinghe was influenced by me and learned a bit of everything; his Martial Arts are not as good as Ding Chunqiu's, but he has accomplished much in other areas, and medicine is one of them. Since we went into seclusion here, Xinghe has been helping me treat my injuries. After all these years, although I haven't fully recovered, I can move normally without any issues."

This explanation was reasonable.

Because the Xiaoyao Sect was indeed very formidable in the way of medicine.

Xue Muhua, one of the fourth-generation Disciples, was known in the Jianghu as the "Divine Doctor."

In the Late Stage, Xu Zhu was able to transplant eye membranes for A Zi using the medical books left behind by the Old Woman of Tian Shan.

Su Xinghe's skill level was somewhere between the two, so it was plausible that he could help Wu Ya Zi treat his injuries and restore his ability to move.

After explaining, Wu Ya Zi turned to Meng Li and asked, "You just said Qingluo is your aunt?"

Meng Li nodded, "That's right."

Immediately, he briefly introduced his identity and his relationship with Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan.

After listening, Wu Ya Zi could not help but sigh with emotion. Then, looking at the pretty Wang Yuyan with a kind expression, he said in a gentle voice, "You are Qingluo's daughter, so you should call me 'Grandfather'."

Wang Yuyan blinked, didn't speak, and turned her head to look at Meng Li.

Meng Li said to Wu Ya Zi, "Senior, why do you not have the slightest bit of doubt?"

Wu Ya Zi smiled and said, "This girl looks exactly like her grandmother did when she was young, and her grandmother and I only have one daughter, Qingluo. There is no mistake."

He then asked Wang Yuyan kindly, "Child, what is your name?"

Wang Yuyan replied, "Wang Yuyan."

"Yu Yan, 'smiling and beautiful,' this is a very good name." Wu Ya Zi commented with a smile, then asked, "Why didn't your mother come?"

Wang Yuyan answered truthfully, "She is not feeling well and has to take care of family matters, so she couldn't get away."

"I see." Wu Ya Zi realized, then asked again, "And what about your grandmother?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head, "I don't know; my mother has never told me about her."

Wu Ya Zi was lost in thought and didn't ask further, instead turning to look at Meng Li.

After a moment, he nodded with satisfaction, "You look quite good, you have a bit of the demeanor I had when I was young."

Meng Li: "..."

According to the original setting, Wu Ya Zi's appearance was definitely top-tier.

Because the people of the Xiaoyao Sect were definitely obsessed with looks.

If Wu Ya Zi were not good-looking, it would have been difficult for him to join the Xiaoyao Sect, let alone have the Old Woman of Tian Shan and Li Qiu Shui fighting over him and being jealous their whole lives.

However, judging from the original show, Wu Ya Zi's looks could not compare to Murong Fu's.

Seeing him say this now, it was hard for Meng Li not to suspect that he was bragging.

However, suspicion was suspicion, but Meng Li didn't say it out loud; after all, in a sense, the other party was his first father-in-law in this lifetime.

Wu Ya Zi continued, "Ever since I was knocked off the cliff by Ding Chunqiu, I have wanted to get rid of this Rebellious Disciple. Now that you have helped me fulfill this wish, I cannot go without showing my appreciation. Your appearance is outstanding, which meets the standards for taking an apprentice in my Xiaoyao Sect."

"How about this: I will take you as my apprentice and teach you the Martial Arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, how about that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, before Meng Li could respond, Wang Yuyan was the first to object: "Absolutely not!"

"Why not?" Wu Ya Zi asked.

The little girl stared and said, "He is my cousin, and you are my grandfather. If you take him as an apprentice, wouldn't the generation gap be messed up?"

Wu Ya Zi was stunned, then laughed, "That is true, I didn't think it through."

"Then let's do this: I won't take him as an apprentice, I will only teach him the Martial Arts."

Wang Yuyan didn't say anything to that.

Meng Li coughed twice and said, "Senior, to tell you the truth."

"In terms of Martial Arts, I have my own family Legacy, and I have achieved some level of proficiency in it, so it is inconvenient for me to switch to other Martial Arts. However, due to personal interest and the needs of my family's Martial Arts, I like to learn a wide variety of them. If you don't mind, Senior, we can exchange with each other and discuss them together."

Wu Ya Zi was stunned, and his gaze towards Meng Li became strange: "You are quite young, but you speak with quite a big tone."

"Because of your family's Martial Arts, you actually look down on the Martial Arts of my Xiaoyao Sect."

"Which branch of the Murong clan are you from?"

"My ancestor is Murong Longcheng."

Wu Ya Zi's expression froze instantly.

He had certainly heard of the name Murong Longcheng; he was a legendary figure who had once been invincible in his generation and was able to create his own unique Martial Arts Legacy.

The three great unique arts he created were also famous.

With such a family background, Meng Li indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

However, Murong Longcheng was Murong Longcheng.

The ancestor could be invincible in his generation, but his descendants might not be as outstanding.

Wu Ya Zi thought this in his heart but didn't say it out loud, intending to let facts speak for themselves.

He stroked his beard and smiled, "Your ancestor was indeed peerless in Martial Arts. Since that is the case, let us do as you say; you and I will exchange and discuss together."

After speaking, Wu Ya Zi adopted a stance for discussing the Dao and got straight to the point: "My late master, Carefree Child, who was also the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect, was a man of profound learning and heaven-defying talent. He once studied the I Ching and, based on the sixty-four hexagrams, created a Lightness Skill movement technique called 'Swift Steps'."

"Its essence lies in movement without fixed rules, seemingly dangerous yet secure, with advances and retreats that are hard to predict..."

After about half an hour, Wu Ya Zi finished explaining the Swift Steps and asked, "Little child, what do you think?"

Meng Li didn't reply but concentrated on thinking. While thinking, he subconsciously began to take steps and practice.

Wang Yuyan, on the side, looked like she half-understood.

She was still young and hadn't read the I Ching. The reason she could grasp some of it was, firstly, because she had some theoretical foundation, and secondly, because she had high talent for Martial Arts.

Seeing their performance, Wu Ya Zi was greatly surprised, and then he spoke up to remind Wang Yuyan, "Do not just imagine it, watch his practice."

Wang Yuyan nodded and looked at Meng Li.

Meng Li stepped on the sixty-four hexagrams. His pace went from slow to fast, then from fast to slow, and finally, the speed was intertwined. His movement trajectory changed from being traceable to moving without fixed rules. Between advancing and retreating, regardless of distance or direction, it was elusive, and even the places he walked became unconventional.

Ground, walls, cave ceiling, he walked freely on all of them.

During this process, the cave was filled with his figures.

At first, they were afterimages created by speed, but later, they began to turn into illusions.

Wang Yuyan immediately opened her little mouth wide.

Wu Ya Zi also showed a look of shock.

Because the Swift Steps Meng Li was using were not right!