244: Rest assured, I will take good care of them, mother and daughter.

"I am the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, Duan Zhengchun. As for my strength, it's not that great, just a tiny bit stronger than yours."

"As for your life's work, the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Wading in Rippling Waters Technique, I have already mastered them, and I'm even more proficient than you are."

Duan Zhengchun's words were like a heavy bombshell, nearly blowing Wuyazi's mind.

If not for his crippled legs and paralyzed body, he would have jumped up right then and there.

The Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Wading in Rippling Waters Technique were the core Cultivation Techniques and ultimate arts of the Xiaoyao School. This guy actually claimed he already knew them?

And he was more proficient than himself? Wasn't that just pure nonsense?

You, an outsider, understand them better than I do, the one who owns them? Do you even hear what you're saying?

"Kid, although I am paralyzed, I am not someone a junior like you can make fun of."

"You say you know the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Wading in Rippling Waters Technique? Then demonstrate them for me. If you truly know them, I will unconditionally fulfill your wishes and give you my entire life's cultivation."

"Furthermore, this seven treasures ring, the token of the Xiaoyao School's Sect Head, will also be given to you. From then on, you will be the Sect Head of the Xiaoyao School." Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun with a dark expression and a face full of disdain.

"Wait, are you sure you want to do this?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Wuyazi with a strange expression.

"That's right. If you have the ability, show me. Otherwise, how can you make me believe you?"

"In that case, don't blame this Prince."

After saying that, Duan Zhengchun reached out and grabbed toward Wuyazi.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's movement, Wuyazi's expression instantly changed.

What is this kid doing? Does he intend to use the Northern Darkness Divine Art on me?

What the hell! I told you to demonstrate it, not to lay a hand on me! If this move is real, won't I be finished?

"Stop! Kid, what are you doing? Are you trying to defy the heavens? I am your Master! How can you lay a hand on your Master?" Wuyazi was so angry he almost jumped up, but unfortunately, with his crippled legs, he could only vent his helpless rage at Duan Zhengchun.

However, Duan Zhengchun didn't listen at all. His palm gripped Wuyazi's shoulder, and as he circulated his technique, Wuyazi instantly felt the Northern Darkness True Qi within his body pouring out frantically.

In just a few breaths, fifty years of cultivation within Wuyazi's body were sucked away by Duan Zhengchun.

"No, this is impossible. It's impossible for you. Even if you know the Northern Darkness Divine Art, you shouldn't be able to drain my Internal Energy."

"As long as someone knows the Northern Darkness Divine Art, it's impossible for a second person who has learned it to absorb the Northern Darkness True Qi from their body."

"This speed and method of absorption are not the Northern Darkness Divine Art at all. Who exactly are you?" Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun in horror.

"That's you. This Prince's Northern Darkness Divine Art has already reached the Realm of Perfection. In this world, I can not only absorb others' Internal Energy but also absorb the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth to Cultivate."

"So, do you still think this Prince needs to take you as my Master?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Wuyazi with a playful expression.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Wuyazi was momentarily stunned.

He didn't know if reaching the Realm of Perfection in the Northern Darkness Divine Art would allow one to absorb the Internal Energy of another practitioner of the same art. However, he knew that even his Master back then had not cultivated the Northern Darkness Divine Art to the Realm of Perfection.

This Duan Zhengchun actually claimed to have cultivated the Northern Darkness Divine Art to the Realm of Perfection?

How old was he? Could he have achieved that even if he had started cultivating in his mother's womb?

"Kid, you are too arrogant. Even my Master, who created this technique, was unable to Cultivate the Northern Darkness Divine Art to the maximum level."

"A wet-behind-the-ears brat like you actually dares to say you've cultivated this technique to the maximum level? Are you playing me for a fool?" Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun with a darkened face.

"Pedantic. The facts are right in front of you, yet you can still say such idiotic things."

"It seems there's a reason why you've ended up in this state."

"Your mind isn't very sharp. Someone like Ding Chunqiu, who clearly doesn't look like a good person, was taken as your disciple. It's only natural he backstabbed you." Duan Zhengchun's tone carried a hint of mockery.

"You... I..."

"Stop with the 'you' and 'I'. I didn't come here today for your Legacy; I only came to take the Seven Treasures Ring."

"Although with this Prince's strength, it would be easy to take over the Xiaoyao School, I am a rather lazy person. When I can avoid fighting, I prefer not to."

"However, I originally just wanted to take the Seven Treasures Ring. Who would have thought you would actively offer up your Internal Energy? You can't blame me for that." Duan Zhengchun shrugged helplessly.

"You..."

*Pfft...*

Wuyazi was so enraged by Duan Zhengchun's words that he spat out blood. It was the first time he had ever met such a shameless and brazen fellow.

Just how did this guy solve the Zhenlong Chess Game?

Or rather, he didn't solve the Zhenlong Chess Game at all but broke in using brute force.

After all, the Dali Duan Clan's reputation in the Martial Forest was quite prominent, especially the Duan Family's inherited martial arts, the One Yang Finger and the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

"Hey, hey, hey... you can't blame me for this. Don't try to pin it on me."

"You're just narrow-minded and worked yourself into a state where you spat blood. It has nothing to do with this Prince." Duan Zhengchun was startled.

He hadn't expected Wuyazi to have such a short fuse, spitting blood after just a few sentences.

"Kid, since you've accepted my Internal Energy and taken the seven treasures ring, you must shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the Xiaoyao School."

"This is your destiny; you cannot escape it."

"You possess the core Cultivation Technique of my Xiaoyao School, the Northern Darkness Divine Art. You are a member of my Xiaoyao School." Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun as if he were going mad.

"Don't laugh like that, it's creepy. I'm done here, I'm leaving."

After saying that, Duan Zhengchun turned to leave but was stopped by Wuyazi.

"Wait..."

"Hmm? Is there something else?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Wuyazi with a confused expression.

"I'm a dying man anyway. Can you fulfill my last wish?" Wuyazi looked at Duan Zhengchun with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Speak, what do you want?"

Seeing the look in Wuyazi's eyes, Duan Zhengchun sighed helplessly.

"In my life, there are two people I've wronged the most. One is the Master who taught me."

"Master entrusted the Xiaoyao School to me, yet it ended up in this state. I have failed my Master's nurturing."

"Now that there's a successor like you to take over the position of the Xiaoyao School's Sect Head, I can leave without regrets."

"The second person is my Junior Sister, her name is Li Qiushui."

"After being with her back then, I failed in my duties as a husband and as a father."

"It's been so many years since we parted. I don't know how the mother and daughter are doing."

"If you have the chance, you can go to Western Xia to find my Junior Sister, Li Qiushui. After informing her of our relationship, she will teach you Cultivation Techniques and guide you in martial arts."

"Additionally, find my daughter and take good care of her. The martial arts manuals in the Langhuan Blessed Land are yours to handle." Wuyazi looked lonely, his heart like cold ashes.

At this, Duan Zhengchun's expression became quite strange.

"If I were to say that your daughter and your wife are already mine, would he just drop dead from anger?"