The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 252: Dark Division Leader (2)_1

When Xiang Yang heard the latter part of Situ Xin’s sentence, he completely disregarded the first half. His heart surged with emotion upon hearing the latter half, fearful that he might have misheard. "Leader, did you mean, you’re going to teach all of The Dark Division Ancient Martial Arts?" Xiang Yang’s voice trembled as he spoke, almost stuttering.

"Yes," Situ Xin was preoccupied with thoughts of certain matters and didn’t notice Xiang Yang’s reaction.

After hearing Situ Xin’s affirmative answer, Xiang Yang nearly jumped with excitement. Fortunately, he had good self-control and quick reflexes. His thoughts immediately turned to another matter, "Leader, it seems that not everyone is capable of practicing Ancient Martial Arts, right?" Upon joining The Dark Division, thanks to Old Deng’s influence, Xiang Yang had the good fortune of meeting his master and learning Ancient Martial Arts. After he had learned, he contemplated teaching his comrades of The Dark Division Ancient Martial Arts and even went specifically to ask his master if it was possible to teach others the Martial Arts he learned.

His master, without blinking an eye and continuing to sip his tea, said only one sentence, "As long as there’s someone who can learn it, you’re free to teach it however you like." At the time, Xiang Yang didn’t grasp the meaning of his master’s words and excitedly rushed back to teach his comrades.

But no matter how he taught, his comrades just couldn’t feel anything out of the ordinary. It was from that time on that Xiang Yang realized what his master meant: Ancient Martial Arts wasn’t for just anyone to learn.

At that time, he had the privilege of becoming his master’s disciple, partly because of Old Deng and partly because of his own aptitude for Ancient Martial Arts, due to his suitable physique.

Situ Xin’s attention was brought back by Xiang Yang’s words. "Oh, it’s not that no one can practice Ancient Martial Arts, it’s just that everyone is suited to a different type. The type of Ancient Martial Arts you practice is more yang and masculine; only those with sufficient physical strength and yang energy can practice it." freёweɓnovel.com

"Then, Leader, do you mean to say you have different types of Ancient Martial Arts at your disposal?" Xiang Yang asked tentatively, fearful the answer wouldn’t be what he was hoping for.

"Mhm, from what I’ve seen in general, everyone in The Dark Division can find a type of Ancient Martial Arts suitable for them to practice," replied Situ Xin, who had just remembered that she had something else to discuss with Xiang Yang. "Let’s set aside the topic of Ancient Martial Arts for now; the members of The Dark Division all have old injuries."

"Yes, everyone has to undertake missions regularly and, more or less, those missions involve dangers, leading to continuous major and minor injuries. Some injuries, no matter how they’re treated or how much rest is taken, inevitably leave chronic issues," Xiang Yang said, his tone turning somber. Suddenly, remembering the injuries on his own body that had begun to slowly heal, he looked up at Situ Xin with anticipation, "Leader, you must have a way to heal those old injuries on them."

Chin in hand, Situ Xin pondered and then said, "There is a way, it’s just about figuring out the best method to use."

After speaking, Situ Xin fell into thought again. Both she and Xiang Yang, one contemplating and the other captivated by the matter of Ancient Martial Arts, completely failed to notice that the attention of everyone present had centered on the two of them.

The conversation between Situ Xin and Xiang Yang wasn’t in quiet tones, plus Xiang Yang’s voice would inadvertently rise with his surging emotions, allowing everyone present to grasp the gist of their conversation, despite not hearing every word.

The members of The Dark Division, after hearing their exchange, one by one showed looks of excitement and anticipation. Had they not seen Situ Xin deep in thought and feared disturbing her, they would have probably shouted out in elation or hugged each other in joyous outcries.

After pondering for a while, Situ Xin decided to use the most effortless and convenient method. She reached into her carry bag and first pulled out a handful of small porcelain bottles, about five or so, and handed them to Xiang Yang, who had no clue what Situ Xin was up to and simply received what was handed to him. Situ Xin continued to rummage in her bag three times more before finally stopping. She said to Xiang Yang, "These are Marrow Cleansing Pills. Give one to each member of The Dark Division. Oh, take one for yourself as well, and after that, you won’t need to come to me for acupuncture anymore."

Situ Xin hadn’t brought out the Marrow Cleansing Pills earlier, not because she was reluctant to, but because it hadn’t occurred to her to use them for treating old injuries. To others, the Marrow Cleansing Pills might be a precious and sought-after treasure, but for Situ Xin, they were as common as vegetables and radishes—she could take a handful whenever she wished.

Seeing the small porcelain bottles Situ Xin handed to Xiang Yang and hearing about the Marrow Cleansing Pills, Situ Muli remembered the Marrow Cleansing Pills and the Martial Arts Mental Method Situ Xin had given him before. As soon as he had the Marrow Cleansing Pills from Situ Xin back in his room, he couldn’t wait to consume one.

It wasn’t long before he felt a wrenching pain in his stomach, followed by a rush to the restroom. When he finished, rather than feeling the weakness that comes with diarrhea, he felt an unprecedented lightness in his body. Before he could rejoice, he noticed a foul smell coming from his body. Looking down, he saw a layer of black, sticky substance on his hands and clothing. He hurriedly ran to the shower to cleanse himself, and when he came out and got dressed, he was surprised to find that the old scars on his body had disappeared.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "These Marrow Cleansing Pills are truly extraordinary."

At this time, watching Situ Xin give out the Marrow Cleansing Pills to Xiang Yang as if they were candies, Situ Muli felt a bit shocked. What was a rare treasure for others was casually handed out by Situ Xin in large amounts. Soon after, Situ Muli consoled himself with the thought that he hadn’t followed the wrong person.

Indeed, more than a decade later, Situ Muli would reminisce, "Following Situ Xin has been the most correct decision of my life." Of course, that is a story for another time.

As for Situ Xin handing the Marrow Cleansing Pills to Xiang Yang, he showed none of the surprise that Situ Muli had. Evidently, he was unaware of what Marrow Cleansing Pills were. He only knew that anything given by Situ Xin was bound to be exceptional. Holding the plethora of small porcelain bottles, he thanked Situ Xin on behalf of all members of The Dark Division, "Leader, on behalf of everyone in The Dark Division, I thank you."