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Chapter 9: I Am Now Terrifyingly Strong
Chapter 9: I Am Now Terrifyingly Strong
Erniu's identity was fake, but what he said to Su Changqing was the truth.
Without cultivation, Su Changqing couldn't leave Greenhill Village, but the other villagers had no such restrictions.
Erniu was eighteen this year, and he was at the age where young hearts tend to wander.
Two years ago, he went with his father to handle family affairs and coincidentally met a girl. From the moment he saw her, he was smitten and launched a fierce pursuit.
However, despite his strong martial talent and already reaching the Third Realm at a young age, the girl wasn't interested in him.
The girl followed the path of the Scholar, and she admired those with great knowledge.
Erniu made a silent vow and studied Scholar texts for a long time, but his strong martial talent made him utterly clueless about the Scholar path, and he learned nothing.
Just when he was about to give up, he heard that the legendary Scholar Immortal was going to teach the young master. This news kept him up all night with excitement.
He knew he couldn't become a disciple of the Scholar Immortal, but the young master was still an option!
"Brother Erniu has a crush? I'll definitely help you with that!"
Then, Su Changqing hesitated and said, "But I'm not sure if the master allows me to share his teachings."
"I'll ask my master tomorrow. If it's allowed, I'll teach you in private."
Erniu realized Su Changqing had misunderstood and quickly explained, "No, no, I'm too stupid. Even if you teach me, I won't learn anything."
"All I need are a couple of poems to recite. That way, I can say I can write poetry too."
Steal the Scholar Immortal's teachings? He wouldn't dare, even if his life depended on it.
His goal was to have Su Changqing secretly remember the poems the Scholar Immortal recited and pass them on to him.
"Just poems?" Su Changqing was surprised.
"Right, that girl loves poetry. Any casual poem the master recites will do," Erniu confirmed.
That's the Scholar Immortal we're talking about. Even his casual poems would be extraordinary.
"That's easy, leave it to me."
To Su Changqing, writing poetry was no big deal. He had plenty of unshared masterpieces in his head.
"Ha ha ha, Changqing, you're a good friend."
Erniu gave Su Changqing a friendly punch on the shoulder and said, "I'll ask her what type of poetry she likes and let you know."
Su Changqing, feeling no pressure, nodded with a smile.
The two of them walked along the forest path back to Greenhill Village, chatting idly.
"Is the master really that great? Is he incredibly knowledgeable, well-versed in both ancient and modern times?" Erniu asked curiously.
That's the Scholar Immortal, a literary giant, unmatched by few in the world.
"Not as much as you make it sound."
Su Changqing chuckled and shook his head. "The master is just a failed scholar. He has some knowledge, but he's far from the level you described."
Erniu started coughing violently, his face showing a strange expression.
Su Changqing didn't pay much attention and continued to absorb the knowledge he had gained today, saying wistfully:
"Brother Erniu, did you know that there are actually immortals in this world who can travel a thousand miles in a day and move mountains with their bare hands? Isn't that incredible?"
Erniu thought to himself, "If the immortals you're talking about ever came to Greenhill Village, they'd be scared to death."
"I want to try it too, the feeling of flying on a sword and wandering the world."
Su Changqing's eyes sparkled. "Once I finish my studies, I'll definitely go out and explore the world, to see the wonders beyond these mountains."
Seeing Su Changqing's wistful expression, Erniu fell silent.
He knew that the family head had sealed the mountains for the young master's own good, but from the young master's perspective, everyone in Greenhill Village must seem like jerks.
Thinking about this, he turned to Su Changqing and said after a long pause, "Changqing, you've helped me. How about I give you a gift in return?"
Su Changqing smiled and said, "Sure, a slingshot? Or a wooden sword?"
Erniu calmly replied, "A sword technique manual."
"Sword? Hmm?" Su Changqing was taken aback and looked at Erniu with surprise.
"Ah, it's just a fragment of a manual. It only has techniques, no cultivation methods. You can practice it for fun," Erniu explained.
He sighed inwardly. Whether it was because of his identity or other reasons, he couldn't help Su Changqing much.
But within the given limits, making Changqing happy was still possible.
"Lord of the House has said that the Young Master cannot cultivate until he is 20."
"But without the corresponding mental techniques and cultivation methods, the sword techniques are just for show and won't help much with actual cultivation."
"The Young Master is about to start his cultivation journey soon, so getting him familiar with it a bit early shouldn't be a problem."
Er Niu's mind raced, and only after he was sure there were no loopholes did he take out a sword manual from his chest.
Of course, during the process, he secretly destroyed half of it.
Even so, Su Changqing was still incredibly excited as he took the damaged manual. "Er Niu, how did you find this thing?"
This was a legendary sword manual, and even in its damaged state, it had a fatal attraction for Su Changqing.
"A few days ago, I went hunting in the mountains and found it in a cave by chance."
Seeing Su Changqing's excited expression, Er Niu hesitated before saying, "Changqing, you can't actually cultivate with this. Just play with it and don't let it distract you from your studies."
"Also, don't tell anyone else that I gave you this."
Though it wasn't a big deal, Er Niu didn't want to get a beating from his father.
"Don't worry, Er Niu. I won't tell anyone!"
Su Changqing couldn't take his eyes off the manual. "Er Niu, I'll go now. Once you decide what kind of poetry you want, come find me."
With that, Su Changqing ran off with the manual.
"Will this cause any trouble?"
Watching Su Changqing run away, Er Niu rubbed his chin.
"It should only be interesting for a couple of days. Once he realizes he can't cultivate with it, he'll lose interest."
Er Niu nodded confidently and then took out his communication talisman, his heart pounding with excitement.
"Qingqiu, what are you up to?"
Er Niu stared at the communication talisman without blinking. After half an hour, it vibrated, and he immediately checked it.
"Leave me alone! I'm in a bad mood! Don't bother me!"
Seeing the message, Er Niu's eyebrows shot up, and a powerful aura emanated from him.
"Who! Which bastard is making you unhappy? I'll beat him up for you!"
Zhou Qingqiu: "Violence won't solve anything. Can you write poetry? Can you compose lyrics?"
"In two years, I have to compete with a jerk in the realm of literature. I'm thinking about what type of poetry or lyrics I should create to outdo him."
Er Niu's eyes lit up.
If it were a few days ago, he wouldn't have had a good solution.
But now, things were different. His young master had a revered Scholar Immortal as a teacher and had already agreed to pay attention to the Scholar's daily poetry and secretly pass it to him.
He didn't know who the jerk Qingqiu was competing with, but no matter who it was, they couldn't compare to the Scholar Immortal!
Er Niu: "I'll help you! I recently apprenticed under a very powerful Scholar. His poetry and lyrics are unparalleled!"
Zhou Qingqiu: "?? You, a Su family descendant, apprenticed under a literary master? Didn't your father break your legs?"
Er Niu: "Don't worry about that. Just tell me what type of poetry or lyrics you want. If I can't meet your satisfaction, I'll never bother you again!"
Zhou Qingqiu: "Well, you're not that annoying, but I've been under a lot of pressure lately. Forget about the poetry."
Er Niu: "No way!! Tell me now! What type of poetry or lyrics do you want? I'll definitely create them for you!"
Er Niu felt more confident than ever. With the Scholar Immortal backing him, he was invincible!
Zhou Qingqiu was silent for a while, clearly puzzled by Er Niu's sudden change of heart.
Zhou Qingqiu: "Well, don't force it. Keep it simple. Just use the character 'Qiu' from my name. Any length will do."
Er Niu: "Qiu, right? Give me three days! I'll create a poem that will definitely help you beat that jerk!"
Zhou Qingqiu: "."
Er Niu put away the communication talisman and ran off in the direction Su Changqing had gone, his face filled with excitement.
This time, he was going to show off big time in front of Qingqiu!
(End of Chapter)
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