Yama Reborn-Chapter 498 - 495: [In the End, It Is I, Situ Beixuan, Who Has Underestimated the People of the World]
[Chapter 495: In the End, It Was I, Situ Beixuan, Who Underestimated the People of the World]
Sun Keke felt like she was the monkey from *Journey to the West*, whooshing through the clouds and mist to a completely baffling location.
She heard the wind rushing past her ears, and her feet felt utterly weightless. Her arms swung reflexively, and she couldn’t help but let out a scream.
From below came Erya’s "Holy shit," which Sun Keke clearly heard.
But what could she do? She was too occupied with screaming. Her breath relaxed only once she found herself staring wide-eyed, as if she were a deflating helium balloon, slowly, slowly, slowly... descending toward the ground.
It was early morning, and no students had arrived at the school gates yet, so there were no witnesses.
When Sun Keke finally felt her feet land on the hard, solid ground, her strength surged back. After clamping her hand over her mouth, she immediately crouched down, curling up into a ball.
As Erya came up to help her, Sun Keke grabbed Erya’s thigh as if she were drowning.
"Hey, Master, let go of me!"
"Won’t let go!"
"Come on, release me."
"No! What if I start flying again?!"
Outside the village school in the early morning, a tall girl and a small girl were squabbling.
Humans have had many dreams.
Among the most mainstream is certainly the dream of flying.
To achieve flight, mankind has made many attempts throughout history—some ingenious, others rather foolish.
Some tied fans to their arms and jumped off buildings.
Others sat on chairs rigged with rockets, hoping to shoot upward.
It wasn’t until the Wright brothers invented the airplane that this common dream of mankind was realized.
Even so, flying remains one of the most common fantasies people have.
Even Sun Keke had thought about it as a child.
In Huaxia, several generations born after the ’80s grew up watching *Journey to the West*. The monkey somersaulting on clouds was the dream of every Huaxia child.
As kids, we didn’t understand much. Even though *Journey to the West* gathered the era’s most beautiful women—what did children care about that? They were utterly fixated on the monkey.
Like all kids, Sun Keke’s greatest envy was reserved for a few of the monkey’s traits—
Being able to perform 72 transformations.
Having Fiery Eyes Golden Gaze.
And...
Being able to fly!
Now that Sun Keke had actually flown, she understood a nearly philosophical truth.
Lord Ye professed to love dragons but was terrified when he saw a real one.
She nearly peed herself!
She really nearly peed herself from fright!
The only reason she hadn’t was because she didn’t drink water before going to bed last night.
Erya was also very upset.
Her reason for being unhappy was...
I can’t even fly yet!!
In the Qingyun Sect, the Lightness Skill wasn’t considered a profound secret technique.
If you practiced it well, you could run or jump further and faster than the average person.
If you mastered it, you could easily get on top of a roof or a tree, and that was about it.
It didn’t say anything about flying into the sky!
The height Sun Keke soared to just now—by estimation, it was at least as high as a ten-story building!
Erya herself couldn’t do it yet!! And I taught her?! I can’t even do it myself?!
For a moment, Erya felt disoriented.
What exactly did I teach her? Did I teach her the Lightness Skill? Or was it the Cloud Somersault?
In the morning, Wu Daodao didn’t wake up particularly early—he liked to sleep in.
After getting up and freshening up, he grabbed a steamed cake from the steamer in the kitchen and had it with a bowl of plain porridge. Then he practiced his boxing in the yard. His forms were so sloppy that his eldest disciple, Nangong Tiezhu, couldn’t bear to watch and chose to go chop firewood in the back mountain instead.
After finishing his boxing, Wu Daodao moved a recliner out into the yard and brewed himself a pot of tea with what was claimed to be a Yixing clay pot he bought from a street stall—for twelve yuan.
So he lay back leisurely, leaning to the side, taking unhurried sips of tea.
Wu Daodao planned to spend his morning just like that.
Then, he saw Erya running in through the gate like a streak of lightning. She was stomping and panting as if a wild dog were chasing her. Upon reaching Wu Daodao, gasping for air, she blurted out a question.
"Master!!"
Wu Daodao barely lifted an eyelid. "Hmm?"
"I have a question for you!"
"Shoot!"
"It’s just... if... you teach someone a skill, and you practice it for a long time yourself, but the result is just... mediocre. Then you teach someone else, they practice it carelessly just once, and they become better than you were after many years of practice. How do you deal with such a thing?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Daodao’s eyes suddenly brimmed with tears.
My good disciple, you’ve finally understood the pain I’ve felt these years teaching you little monsters these skills!! What to do? Just suck it up! Every single skill I’ve taught you all these years has given me this feeling!!
Erya looked at her master with dumbfounded eyes as his eyes reddened, and she couldn’t help but wave her hand in front of Wu Daodao.
"Master! Master! Don’t zone out! I’m asking you a question!"
"Hmm... what do you mean? Explain it to me in detail."
"It’s like this, just now..."
Erya was articulate and quickly explained the situation. "Teacher Sun got scared, so I brought her back to ask you..."
"Oh... hmm? Brought her back? Where is she?" Wu Daodao came back to his senses.
"Behind... me, I guess?"
Erya turned her head to look at the gate and saw nobody.
The master and disciple ran to the gate together. Looking down from the mountain entrance, on the path leading up the mountain, Sun Keke was progressing at a snail’s pace.
Well, not exactly crawling like a snail.
She was hopping up.
She hopped to a tree, wrapped her arms around its trunk, and hugged it for a while, steadying herself, making sure she wouldn’t fly off.
Letting go, she then targeted the next tree, hopped over to it, hugged it, and steadied herself again.
Just like that, Erya and Wu Daodao stood at the mountain gate, watching Sun Keke hug four trees. Wu Daodao was stunned.
"Are you sure you taught her the Lightness Skill? Not the Toad Skill?"
Erya rolled her eyes. "Since when did our Qingyun Sect have the Toad Skill among its techniques?"
Sun Keke entered the Qingyun Sect and was taken to an inner room, where she finally calmed her panicked nerves. But judging by her look, she would have felt safer if she were tethered to a chair with a rope.
Wu Daodao, who understood people’s hearts best, poured a cup of water for Sun Keke and said one sentence that alleviated her biggest worry.
"Don’t worry, with that Lightness Skill, even if you leap into the air, you won’t suddenly fall—you won’t get hurt."
This sentence showed true understanding.
Why do people fear being high up?
Because they’re afraid of suddenly falling.
"The Lightness Skill makes one as light as a swallow. Once you use it, even if you stop, you’ll descend slowly, and your landing will be gradual. In our sect’s history, not a single person who practiced the Lightness Skill has ever fallen to their death."
Sun Keke felt reassured.
Wu Daodao scratched his scalp. "That said, is this really your first time practicing this?"
Sun Keke nodded desperately. "Before this morning, I had never even heard of this."
"Learned it on your first try?" Wu Daodao’s eyes lit up.
Sun Keke had a mournful expression.
"How high did you jump?"
Erya chimed in from the side, "At least seven or eight stories high!"
Wu Daodao turned to look at Erya. "How high did you jump the first time you practiced?"
Erya was taken aback. "I... after three days of practice, I could barely get onto a roof."
However, Erya then puffed out her chest. "Besides, Mistress already said I’m a one-in-a-million talent! She said that when you practiced, it took you a month; forget reaching the roof, you struggled just to get on a table!"
Wu Daodao’s eye twitched.
You wicked disciple! Well, I guess it is a long-standing tradition in our lineage that the master can’t defeat his own disciple. No need to hold a grudge against this little monster!
Wu Daodao thought for a moment. "Alright, let’s think about this differently. Junior Sister Keke... have you felt any changes in yourself recently? For example, suddenly learning things very quickly, your memory improving, becoming stronger than before, anything like that..."
"Yes!" Sun Keke immediately nodded. "But it’s not recent; it’s been a couple of years, since my senior year of high school. Suddenly, my memory got really good. My thinking and comprehension abilities also improved a lot compared to before, and my spirit has been especially good. I need less and less sleep, but even with less sleep, I don’t feel tired. Each time I sleep, just three or four hours are enough..."
As she spoke, Sun Keke’s expression darkened. "But I know that these are... because of... him."
Wu Daodao nodded, understanding what Sun Keke meant.
Chen Nuo’s doing? That’s not surprising. But... even so... it shouldn’t be... this powerful.
"Still not right. Learning quickly could be due to that kid awakening some of your potential and abilities, but... it couldn’t possibly be this powerful. Our sect’s techniques aren’t something you can master after hearing them just once and then be better than others who have practiced for many years. This doesn’t explain it."
Wu Daodao thought for a while and came up with a plan. "Alright, let’s try something else."
After a pause, Wu Daodao suddenly picked up a rag from the table, shook it in his hand, and exclaimed, "Watch carefully!"
With that, he tossed the rag into the air in the courtyard, recited an incantation, and pointed his finger.
"Freeze!"
The rag, which was spinning as it fell, suddenly paused visibly in mid-air following Wu Daodao’s gesture. It stayed suspended for a good three or four seconds before continuing to fall.
Sun Keke’s eyes widened with curiosity as she watched Wu Daodao.
"This is also one of the spells of our Qingyun Sect, called the Levitation Technique. From easy to difficult... the bigger the object, the harder it is to suspend. The faster the object moves, the more difficult it is. The longer the suspension lasts, the more challenging it is."
"Immobilizing spell?!" Sun Keke’s eyes lit up.
This is a skill that monkey also knows... eating the Peaches of Immortality... I’ve seen this episode!
Wu Daodao nodded and recited the incantation loudly several times in front of Sun Keke so she could memorize it, then said, "Now you give it a try."
Sun Keke took a deep breath. Erya, who had picked up the rag, handed it back to her.
Sun Keke took it, threw it forcefully towards the sky above the yard, quickly recited the incantation, and pointed her finger. "Freeze!"
FLUMP!
The rag fell directly to the ground.
Wu Daodao laughed loudly. "I told you there’s nothing so bizarre. Perhaps earlier, when you practiced the Lightness Skill, you accidentally triggered some other ability you had awakened. Who can learn our sect’s spells so quickly..."
As he spoke, Wu Daodao sighed in relief, about to stand up and pick up the rag, when he noticed Erya staring at the sky above the yard. She then tugged hard at Wu Daodao’s sleeve.
"Master, look!"
"Huh?"
"She—she didn’t fail to freeze it; she aimed incorrectly! She didn’t freeze the rag, she froze something else..."
Wu Daodao lifted his head...
He looked towards the sky above the yard...
A mountain hawk that had been flying past was now quietly suspended in midair, motionless...
When the middle-aged woman returned, she was carrying a rabbit she had just caught in the mountains.
She stepped through the mountain gate and saw her husband, Wu Daodao, in the yard looking up at the sky. Erya was sitting on a stool, also looking up, her hands propping her chin.
And Sun Keke stood to the side, looking as if she had lost her soul.
"You all... Oh? Teacher Sun is here too." The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, showing more white than black.
Unexpectedly, neither her husband nor her disciple paid any attention to her.
Wu Daodao even nudged Erya. "How long has it been?"
Erya quickly turned her head to glance at the clock hanging in the main hall. "Almost an hour."
The middle-aged woman frowned. "I’m speaking to you!"
Only then did Erya look up at her mistress, her expression serious. "Mistress, a terrible incident has occurred at home!"
"What could possibly have happened!"
"Today, I have encountered a true genius!
Alas!
It turns out that I, Situ Beixuan, have underestimated the people of this world!"
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes. "What nonsense are you spouting this morning!"
About fifteen minutes later.
"Absolutely impossible!!" the middle-aged woman shouted, her eyebrows raised sharply.
To fly more than ten meters on the first recitation of the Lightness Skill?
To immobilize a swiftly flying mountain hawk in midair for over an hour on the first recitation of the Levitation Technique?
Absolutely impossible!
The middle-aged woman knew that there were unparalleled geniuses in this world—she herself was a genius seen once every few hundred years in the Qingyun Sect!
Her talent was said to rival that of the ancient founders.
She had to practice for several months to leap more than ten meters using the Lightness Skill!
It took her several years to immobilize a large flying bird!
The middle-aged woman could accept that there were geniuses in the world greater than herself.
But to achieve it on the first try... that definitely couldn’t be explained by just the word ’genius’!
Let’s put it this way.
If someone could memorize a page of a book after reading it once—that’s genius. After all, some people in this world possess abilities like photographic memory.
But at most, they could quickly memorize a page, or perhaps a dozen pages.
If you took out an English-Chinese dictionary, and this person could recite it from the first page to the last...
Then that person must be the reincarnation of a photocopier! Or... that person has... memorized it before!
It took her more than ten minutes to listen to the two at home explain the situation, and another half an hour to think things through.
The middle-aged woman looked serious and beckoned to Sun Keke. "Girl, come here."
Sun Keke approached a few steps, bewildered and uncertain.
"Have you really never..."
"I’ve never practiced before. It’s my first time even hearing about it," Sun Keke said confidently.
The middle-aged woman took a deep breath and slowly said, "Our Qingyun Sect has stood for hundreds of years. The ancestors of the sect created profound arts—there are the Tiangang Thirty-Six Laws and the Dishasha Seventy-Two Laws, a total of one hundred and eight great arts. Besides those, there are also several minor spells created by disciples over generations, which do not count as the main heritage of the sect.
"We descendants are not as remarkable; some traditions have been passed down, while others have been lost because later generations lacked the ability to learn them.
"Today, forty-four kinds of spells remain intact.
"I have spent half my life studying and searching through the sect’s ancient books, trying to reconstruct and complete what was incomplete. Over more than ten years, I have managed to deduce nine cultivation techniques, thus increasing the forty-four cultivation techniques to fifty-three. But even so, this is akin to losing half of our ancestors’ legacy."
"Um..." Sun Keke looked clueless, not understanding why the middle-aged woman was telling her all this.
"The Levitation Technique and the Lightness Skill they taught you are from the Dishasha Laws. Now I’ll teach you a few methods from the Tiangang Laws!"
"More... more teaching?" Sun Keke became a bit fearful.
"Yes! It’s fine! We have to try to know for sure!"
"Pass-Through-Wall Technique!"
Sun Keke closed her eyes and charged forward, running more than ten meters in one go!
When she turned around, forget passing through one wall, she had passed through three rooms!
If she ran a few more steps, she would have run out of the mountain gate!
"Telekinesis!"
The water vat outside the kitchen soared into the air!
"Deadwood Rejuvenation!"
The locust tree in the courtyard, already withered and yellow in the late autumn, suddenly burst into verdant green!
"Five Thunder Stri—"
"Don’t!! Stop, quick!!!" Wu Daodao roared. "Don’t use that spell at home! If the house collapses, who’s going to pay for it!"
The middle-aged woman was panting, looking at Sun Keke, whose face was growing increasingly tense.
Suddenly, she exhaled. "Next, I’ll teach you... the Killing Intent Body!"
After quickly reciting an incantation, the woman stepped back two paces.
Sun Keke listened, took a deep breath, and recited it...
Five seconds later...
"Do you feel anything?"
"...No, not at all," Sun Keke said, looking clueless.
"Really nothing?"
"Nothing! I didn’t feel anything this time."
The middle-aged woman’s expression became strange.
A look of grim determination flashed in her eyes!
She began slowly, "Alright, let’s try one last time. I’ll teach you a set of our Qingyun Sect’s authentic heart incantations. It’s the fundamental internal method for cultivating the foundational body required for all spells in our sect."
"Ah... is that really okay? This is our sect’s..." Wu Daodao tried to interrupt from the side.
"Shut up! You don’t understand!" the middle-aged woman snapped, glaring to silence him.
Then, in front of Sun Keke, she began reciting rapidly.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the middle-aged woman finished reciting, and Sun Keke had also memorized it.
This time, after Sun Keke finished reciting silently, she gradually sat down, her eyes slightly closed. Her breathing became gradually serene and drawn out, almost imperceptible...
Not long after, a faint light appeared on Sun Keke’s crown!
Her breath rose like the smoke of burning incense to the top of her head, mixed with that light... and gradually solidified into a form.
The middle-aged woman finally paled in shock!
She staggered, taking three steps back, and cried out in a trembling voice!
"Three—Three Flowers Gathering at the Top! Fi-Five—Five Energies Toward... Toward the Origin..."
THUMP!
The woman collapsed to the ground!
The next second, she leaped up, waved her sleeve, and a gust of wind lifted Sun Keke from the ground. With another flick of her wrist, a sharp glint of light flew out from inside the house and landed in her hand—it was a long sword!
The woman pointed the sword at Sun Keke and shouted, "Halt!! Who exactly are you?! Where did you secretly learn our Qingyun Sect’s authentic profound arts, only to come to our door and put on this act?!"
Sun Keke was dumbfounded!
Even Wu Daodao and Erya were stunned!
Wu Daodao exclaimed, "Oh dear! Why are you suddenly brandishing your sword? Good heavens, put it down, this..."
"Idiot! Take the girl and get back!" the middle-aged woman shouted, her eyebrows raised. "Don’t you understand yet?! She mastered every spell I taught her upon first learning it!
"But the only thing she couldn’t learn was the Killing Intent Body! That’s because the Killing Intent Body is a skill I created myself in the past few years! Yet she knew all the other teachings of our sect... This means she didn’t newly learn them here! She already knew them beforehand!!
"And this internal method, the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and Five Energies Toward the Origin!
"Spells might be mastered instantly by a genius! But how could one’s cultivation instantly attain such a level!"
With that, the woman held her sword straight, facing Sun Keke, and demanded, "Just who are you, great expert?! With such cultivation, yet you come to our sect to mock us!
"You... how on earth do you know so many of our Qingyun Sect’s spells?!!"
Fear and fright were on Sun Keke’s face, but mostly bewilderment.
"I—I don’t know... I really don’t know anything... What you’re saying, I don’t understand it at all..."
In Jinling City.
Chen Nuo was at home, stir-frying vegetables, the spatula flying in his hands.
Suddenly...
"Hmm!?"
Chen Nuo’s gaze sharpened, and the spatula in his hand instantly snapped!
Looking at his hand that had involuntarily crushed the spatula, Chen Nuo immediately stepped back, waved his hand to extinguish the stove fire, and turned off the gas.
Chen Nuo quickly exited the kitchen.
Power leaking uncontrollably? What the devil!
Chen Nuo wore a shocked expression and then quickly reached out to touch his face.
I’m already a Controller, how can this still happen?
A quick internal inspection...
What the heck! Why did I suddenly become stronger again?!
