Chu Qing read the letter from start to finish twice before putting it away and handing it to Chu Fan:

"Second Brother, you must help me deliver it."

"Don’t worry about it."

Chu Fan cheerfully tucked the two letters close, about to say something when footsteps echoed from outside the door.

It was Bian City and the others returning after their meal.

They also brought food for Chu Qing and Chu Fan.

As it was already late, after dinner, Chu Fan was pulled away by Bian City and the others to rest.

Without further words, until midnight, Chu Qing ventured out alone.

He strolled lightly to Bian City’s courtyard, stealthily calling Chu Fan out.

Chu Fan, groggy and confused, was led by Chu Qing outside Luochun Manor.

Finding an empty spot, Chu Fan couldn’t help but ask:

"Third Brother, why did you call me out here in the middle of the night?"

"..."

Looking at his simple-minded second brother, Chu Qing couldn’t help but smile wryly.

He didn’t speak, simply turned around, drew a circle with one hand, and pushed forward with a palm!

A resonant dragon’s roar echoed as a dragon-shaped Qi burst forth.

With a thunderous explosion, a nearby tree was snapped in half by Chu Qing.

The sleepiness on Chu Fan’s face vanished instantly, as he looked at the tree trunk that would take two people to hug around, then at Chu Qing.

He couldn’t help but swallow hard:

"What is this palm technique?"

Chu Qing laughed:

"In the letters to our father and elder brother, I mentioned a set of palm techniques.

"But those techniques aren’t suitable for you, Second Brother.

"You have innate divine power, and a profound foundation of the Unchanging Celestial Book.

"So, you’re actually more suited for the palm technique I just used...

"This technique is called Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. I used it to contend against Prince Mu, one of the Twelve Saint Kings of the Celestial Evil Cult, exchanging hundreds of moves. Though he benefited from the unbreakable protective divine skill, he wasn’t defeated by me on the spot.

"However, during those hundreds of exchanges, he also couldn’t break through this set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"Second Brother, tonight I’ll teach you three palm techniques, remember them well!

"Earlier was the first move, called... Regret of the Proud Dragon!"

Amidst Chu Fan’s astonished gaze, Chu Qing thoroughly explained the subtleties of this palm move.

Chu Fan set aside his messy thoughts and remembered it earnestly.

He was pure of heart, but not foolish, with remarkable talent in martial arts. After hearing Chu Qing mention a few crucial points, he already found the way.

Executing it with the Unchanging Celestial Book made the power not weak.

However, since the techniques were unfamiliar, and given Chu Fan’s inner power was vastly different from Chu Qing’s, the move appeared impressive but lacked Chu Qing’s might.

Fortunately, Chu Qing didn’t expect him to master the palm technique immediately, mainly intending to teach him three moves tonight.

Later, with more practice, along with his Taiyi Divine Palm, using this knowledge could certainly enhance his martial arts skills.

Soon after, Chu Qing taught him the move Soaring Dragon in the Sky, and another called Meeting Dragon in the Field.

Before Chu Fan mastered these moves, dawn broke.

Chu Fan, still eager:

"Third Brother, this palm technique seems simple but is profoundly intricate, truly extraordinary. Where did you learn it?"

Chu Qing smiled:

"My circumstances were rather curious, so there’s no need to ask further, Second Brother."

Seeing this, Chu Fan indeed asked no more, just questioned:

"What are your plans next?"

"Manor Master Wen has a task for me, and our father also entrusted me with some matters before leaving home.

"However, a few days ago, I killed Ling Beichen outside the manor gates and was tasked with sending him back to the Taiheng Sect.

"Now that things are settled at Luochun Manor, I plan to head to the Taiheng Sect first."

"... Taiheng Sect."

Chu Fan furrowed his brows: 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Once you leave, who knows when I’ll see you again..."

At this, without needing Chu Qing’s comfort, he smiled:

"But seeing you like this now, I’m relieved.

"You have surpassed me in martial arts by countless measures, the world vast; you can wander freely... Even if we can’t meet again, your news will certainly be widespread in the martial world."

"That’s true..."

The brothers chatted casually, heading back to Luochun Manor.

Upon entering the manor, they found the marriage-by-combat event had resumed.

Wen Kerren sat on the stage looking dejected, with Wen Fusheng now presiding.

But now, there were far fewer participants.

Most of the previous ones had ulterior motives, but those attending now were sincerely seeking to marry Wen Kerren.

Chu Fan was surprised:

"What’s going on?"

Chu Qing was speechless:

"Manor Master Wen is adept at matchmaking, forcing a marriage-by-combat."

Speaking of which, they saw a group walking hurriedly by, heading out of Luochun Manor.

Upon seeing Chu Qing, they paused.

Zuo Wenchuan stepped forward, saluting Chu Qing:

"Third Young Master."

"Brother Zuo, what is this?"

Chu Qing glanced at Xu Mao and Xu Qiaohui behind him, his eyes slightly peculiar.

Zuo Wenchuan laughed:

"Third Young Master previously suggested they leave early yesterday morning.

"This was naturally for their own good... But after the battle at Luochun Manor, the problems were resolved, so I took the liberty of letting them stay one more day.

"Now that all matters are concluded, I plan to escort them home."

Chu Qing looked at Zuo Wenchuan, then at Xu Qiaohui whose gaze rested on Zuo Wenchuan, feeling a bit strange.

He couldn’t tell if this was compassion or... the child of the mundane, trapped in the net of the mortal world.

No matter what, it had nothing to do with Chu Qing.

If it came to fruition, it would be a pleasant tale.

And Xu Qiaohui being noticed by Ling Beichen indicated she was kind-hearted, potentially a good match.

He immediately smiled:

"Brother Zuo, truly compassionate. Since that’s the case, see you again some other time."

"See you again!"

Zuo Wenchuan also cupped his hands to Chu Qing.

Xu Mao and Xu Qiaohui bid farewell to Chu Qing and finally followed Zuo Wenchuan out of the manor.

Chu Fan seemed thoughtful:

"Who is this person?"

"Zuo Wenchuan, disciple of Celestial Nether Master, Wu Qianhuan’s senior brother."

"So it’s him!"

Chu Fan suddenly realized:

"The matters here at Luochun Manor were mentioned by my sister-in-law... That’s why she sent the letter to me.

"I’ve heard that this person had an innate wisdom from a young age, untouched by worldly affairs, the sole inheritor of Celestial Nether Master’s teachings.

"Seeing him today, truly otherworldly in bearing."

Chu Qing smiled without speaking, feeling that this wisdom might soon be tainted with worldly desires.

However, without entering the mortal world, how can one transcend it?

Whether he chooses to indulge in the world or transcend and bring salvation remains unknown.

At this moment, a change occurred in the marriage-by-combat arena.

The current fighter on stage had won consecutively.

The person was burly, and fierce-looking, attacking ruthlessly... with superlative martial arts, not easily matched.

Discussion among the crowd revealed his name was Gongsun Wu.

He had a good reputation in the martial world, but wasn’t kind to his family.

Married three times, with all three wives deceased.

Rumors said that they were beaten to death for slightly displeasing him.

Wen Kerren had probably heard something, as she paled, realizing no one could defeat him.’

Wen Fusheng remained expressionless, observing coldly.

Amid the crowd, Chu Qing searched but didn’t see Si Ye, and couldn’t help smirking repeatedly.

He wondered if Wen Fusheng would mess up this time.

If Wen Kerren, young and delicate, married Gongsun Wu, known for beating his wives, the future was uncertain.

Si Ye was nowhere to be found, possibly hiding like a turtle.

Chu Qing suddenly glanced at Chu Fan, his eyes gleaming, and asked softly:

"Second Brother, do you have a lady you fancy?"

Chu Fan was taken aback:

"No, why do you ask?"

"How does that lady over there look?"

Chu Qing pointed to Wen Kerren.

Chu Fan frowned:

"Not great, she’s too frail, one slap could probably kill her..."

"..."

That’s alarming!

What kind of aesthetic is this?

The girl is gentle and delicate, very well-behaved.

Is this guy planning to marry someone seven feet tall, with a waist of eight feet, and a face full of rings as my future sister-in-law?