"Since you're leaving a lot of openings, then I'll teach you how to block those weak spots." Master Fan Yao said in a teaching way and poked at Donghai Lin with his bamboo flute, aiming for his stomach.
At that moment, the reckless-looking Donghai Lin's posture suddenly reacted by deflecting it with his plumb baby hand.
'Huh, good reflex! And powerful wrist technique. Then let's make this more beautiful.' Master Fan Yao wondered in his head. He then made a WarCry and increased his bamboo flute strike; he would poke sometimes and he would strike sometimes.
As his hand technique became sophisticated and swift, Donghai Lin's palm technique also increased and even he gained the momentum of their duel as their fight became so heated that Master Fan Yao forgot the fact that he was fighting with a three-year-old kid.
Five minutes later, Donghai Lin entered a strange state but his palms were still not stopping as they continued to strike at Master Fan Yao.
'Oh, he's gaining an epiphany at this time. Good, I should continue this until he finishes this strange state,' Master Fan Yao thought, and they continued exchanging their moves. But with time, he felt that Donghai Lin's palm strikes increased in both speed and the lethality and even sometimes hit twice, poking at Master Fan Yan's wrist.
'If this keeps up then, it'll disturb his serendipity. I should use my Qi in my reinforcement to block him.' Master Fan Yao wondered in his head and then he activated his inner Qi, releasing it from his Dantian region. Two streams of greenish fumes were released from his Dantian, sending to his both palms.
It imbued his both palms with a greenish hue and blocked every move of Donghai while he used everything of palm skill.
But gradually, Donghai Lin overpowered him once again. So, Master Fan Yao released more of his Qi into his palms and blocked them successfully.
This went on for almost half an hour and then Donghai Lin opened his eyes and quickly retreated. He cupped his fists and said, "Master Fan Yao, thanks for the help. We can stop here."
Just like that, Donghai Lin finished mastering the Immortal Han Xiangzi's martial technique. And Master Fan Yao also left the Lin Manor after bidding his farewell to Patriarch Lin Ren.
The following day, Donghai Lin went up to the Lin Manor's temple. He lifted the heavy iron cauldron with over 50 tonnes of weight.
Then he strolled around the entire Lin Manor while carrying the heavy and old iron cauldron.
When everyone witnessed a third-year-old child carrying that much weight and rambling around the entire manor, they were truly amazed once again. It became the talk of the Lin Manor for weeks.
Little Donghai Lin continued doing that for another six months and only stopped after having an epiphany once again.
Next, he sauntered around the manor with a walking stick while walking around only with his left foot.
This time, the onlookers whispered among them, saying that little Donghai Lin had gone mad after carrying the heavy cauldron and must have accidentally hit his head with it.
This rumor became another talk among the Manor for the following few days.
Little Donghai Lin walked around the manor like a cripple with his left leg while holding a walking stick for the next two and a half months, just like that.
During this time, his pregnant mother along with his father came out to stop becoming the laughingstock of the entire Lin Manor.
Xuan Xuan was worried sick this time, thinking that perhaps the rumors about her son being crazy were true. But Donghai Lin convinced her with his sweetened and masterful words.
Then the next half month he spent his time researching human anatomy as he often visited Lin's Library section and back home he made dummies full of skeletons and humans' other soft and fetal parts in order to study the martial art of the Immortal Cao Guojiu. And practice his precise attacking spot aiming for joints and other soft spots.
This was very hard at first as he had to memorize every human joint even with his palms and he managed to perfectly do it after half a month.
Then he completed the remaining martial styles within another. Thus, he had completely mastered all the Eight Drunken martial styles in over nine months.
Just after Donghai Lin finished his training and came out of the shower and changed into a new set of fresh clothes, someone knocked at his chamber's main door.
Knock! Knock! KnocK!...
"You can come in." Donghai Lin said.
Then with a creaking sound, the door opened, and a maid came inside, kneeled over the ground and she said, politely: "Second Young Master, Madam is going under labor right now. They requested your presence there."
"Oh," Donghai Lin exclaimed and then he counted the number of months with his fingers, folding them. Then he bumped lightly over his forehead and said, "I almost forgot it has already been nine months."
Then he quickly walked, rushing out of his room toward the direction of his Mother's chamber, and saw his father loitering back and forth just outside the door.
"Dong Er, Come-come-come!" Donghai Han said.
"Pa, how long has Ma been there? " Donghai Lin asked.
"It's been over fifteen minutes." Donghai Han responded.
Just at that moment, a baby's cry came from inside the room.
Several minutes later, a midwife came out of the room and announced with a smile, "They are twin girls!"