Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 444 - 216: Early September 9

This is a rather simple courtyard located in a corner of the Ziyang Sect.

Three large houses, one courtyard, with a well in the yard and two square patches of farmland at the side.

The soil in the fields seems to have been freshly turned over, and now that spring has begun, it looks like they plan to plant something in the courtyard.

This is where Su Mo will stay tonight.

It is also where Su Tianyang, years ago, lived while studying in the Ziyang Sect.

Su Mo stays in the main room, while Wei Ziyi has been arranged to stay in the side room tonight.

Apart from the two of them, there is no one else in the courtyard.

Duan Song had already bid farewell and left, while Su Mo, lying in bed, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Turning over, he intended to close his eyes and cultivate his inner strength, but his mind was cluttered and he couldn’t immerse himself.

He opened his eyes and sighed.

Knowing that this was because he had arrived at the Ziyang Sect.

For him, and perhaps for the Su family as well, the Ziyang Sect was ultimately extraordinary.

Even if Su Mo seemed indifferent on the surface, his body’s memory and residual emotions made him feel peculiarly different about this place.

Unable to sleep, he decided not to torture himself.

He turned over, got up, and opened the door to the bedroom.

The main house he was staying in had three rooms.

Apart from the bedroom and the main hall, there was also a study.

With nothing better to do and unable to sleep, Su Mo came to the door of the study and pushed it open.

The room was quiet and pitch-black, with starlight falling in, allowing Su Mo to see the candlestick on the table.

With a snap of his fingers, a wisp of Pure Yang Inner Power surged through the emptiness, igniting the wick of the candlestick.

The modest flame immediately illuminated the whole study.

A writing desk and three bookshelves, with a painting hanging on the wall.

Su Mo glanced at the painting first by the light of the flame.

The painting depicted an old man teaching a young child martial arts.

The old man appeared ethereal and free-spirited; the child was grave, following along and learning as if every detail mattered.

Yet, in the child’s eyes, there shone a mischievous and cunning look.

His gaze wasn’t fixed on the old man’s every move; indeed, what exactly he was looking at, Su Mo could not tell, as it wasn’t captured in the painting.

Su Mo looked at the painting and couldn’t help but let out a wry smile; his eyes then fell upon the writing on the painting, and he paused.

There was no date added, only two words: Self-reflect!

Su Mo pondered for a moment, smiled, and began to randomly browse through the books on the shelf.

Although there were many books on this shelf, most did not pique Su Mo’s interest.

Some of them were the Martial Arts Secret Manuals of the Ziyang Sect, all of which had been studied by Su Mo before. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Coming to the second shelf, he accidentally knocked a book to the ground.

Crouching down to pick it up, he discovered something stuck to the bottom of the shelf.

He reached out to touch it, pulled it down, and it fell into his palm.

It was a package wrapped in cowhide.

Obviously aged with time, despite being hidden at the bottom of the shelf, it was inevitably covered in dust.

Squeezing it with his hand, the contents felt square and sharp, like a book.

After a brief contemplation, Su Mo tore open the cowhide wrapper.

Inside was a notebook with no words on its cover, its handwriting extremely childlike, clearly the work of a mischievous child.

But upon reading the contents, Su Mo’s eyebrows rose slightly, and a smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

"Today, there is no wind, and the sun is shining brightly. I practiced the Great Opening Sun Dispersal Hand with Duan brother, and accidentally pushed him into a pile of manure.

"Although it was an unintended act, it unfortunately left my brother smelling awful for half a day. I feel ashamed, deeply ashamed.

"With this, let’s consider the debt for him sneakily putting a green snake in my room the other day as settled..."

"Is this actually Su Tianyang’s diary?"

Su Mo’s expression was a bit odd. If this were the case, then it’s no wonder it was hidden so secretly.

Turning back to the first page, he saw written: "With idle time on my hands, I take up paper and pen after my training and casually make a record. The words herein are indeed not for outsiders to speak of."

The more it was said not to be for outsiders, the more interested Su Mo became.

Thus, taking the diary which had no known date of writing, he sat down in the study and began to read.

Only through reading did he realize just how unusually mischievous the young Su Tianyang really was.

And the bittersweet relationship between him and Duan Song was not sparked by a mere green snake.

According to Su Tianyang, the two had joined the sect at the same time.

However, one became a disciple of the Sect Leader, while the other was taken in by the Sect Leader’s brother.

Therefore, Duan Song was a hundred times resentful and a thousand times begrudging towards his senior brother.

The young Duan Song, still unaware of Earth’s evil ways, would repeatedly provoke Su Tianyang.

Whether through verbal mockery or by setting secret traps.

And the cruellest thing he did was no more than throwing a non-Poisonous green snake into Su Tianyang’s room, trying to startle him.

In the end, the snake became an added meal for Su Tianyang and his master one night, turned into a delicious snake soup, eaten with great satisfaction.

But because of this, Duan Song secretly endured a nightmare of his own for years.

According to the diary, Duan Song’s provocations were frequent, and as a senior brother, if Su Tianyang did not teach him about the perils of Jianghu and the unpredictability of human hearts, Duan Song was bound to suffer great losses in his future travels.

Therefore, Su Tianyang meticulously planned one scheme after another in this diary, to let Duan Song get an early taste of the intrigue and strategems of Jianghu.

What’s more, Su Tianyang even laid out a ’Ten-Year Grand Scheme’.

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