The word "cut" alone exhausted all of Yun Su's energy and Dharmic powers.
It was not until dawn that he recovered a little. His sea of consciousness was also empty. It had cost him a lot to write for the divine sword last night.
He had given a lot and gained a lot.
The word "Cut" was not as simple as being engraved on the scabbard. Yun Su had observed the profundity of the giant's strike and visualized a trace of the profound charm. It was the same as the Great Dao's True Intent and the laws of heaven and earth. They were profound and indescribable.
In the future, the words written with this wonderful charm would be extraordinary.
On a whim, Yun Su took out a brush and dipped it in ink. He laid out a piece of paper and did not use any Dharmic powers. He did not add on the wonderful charm that could exhaust one's mind at once. If he did that, he would take at least two to four hours to recover. He just recalled the feeling of writing and skillfully wrote a line of words on the paper.
The world was black and yellow and the universe was desolate.
These words were all mysterious and had a faint luster. One look and one could tell that they were extremely extraordinary. Not only were they beautiful but there was also a kind of spirituality in them.
Before he turned 20, Yun Su thought that he could write well with a fountain pen and a brush. When he was young, he had practiced with the elders in his family but his handwriting could not compare to Wang Xuanji's handwriting.
Most of the characters in the Great Cheng Dynasty were similar to the traditional Chinese characters on Earth. Although some of the variant characters were written in different ways, there were still traces to follow. It was just like how people who learned simplified Chinese characters could read traditional Chinese characters. There were not many obstacles.
In the past, he had never deliberately practiced ordinary calligraphy. However, when he wrote it today, it felt as natural as a fish swimming. It was as if he had a mind of his own as he wrote the words.
Although he was already a Soul Formation cultivator and was a first-rate immortal in the eyes of mortals, Yun Su was extremely self-aware. Before this, his calligraphy skills were indeed very ordinary. In fact, among people below the age of 20 on Earth, except for a few who were proficient in calligraphy, most people's calligraphy skills were extremely ugly. Among those below the age of 20, even the few who were proud of calligraphy might not be able to compare to scholars here.
At this moment, Yun Su knew that in the future, when he travelled the world, he would be able to write well. He only needed to read more books and familiarize himself with the words of the Dacheng Dynasty.
If one had to describe the technique involved, it would be natural.
Yun Su waved his sleeve and the words turned to dust.
Cluck cluck cluck…
On the third time the chicken crowed, Wang Xuanji woke up. Unlike other babies, Wang Xuanyu was extremely sleepy and not noisy. As long as she was full, she would not cry anywhere.
Yun Su did not mind, nor did he feel that bringing the little ones along was a burden. He had plenty of lifespan and could afford it.
Back then, when he was lying in the snow and dying, Wang Muxuan did not despise him. Before he died, he even used his last bit of vital energy to save him. Wang Xuanji took care of him every day without asking for anything in return.
In the future, Yun Su neither wanted to acknowledge a master nor join a faction. He wanted to live his life however he wanted. He would cultivate to become an immortal and hide in the city to experience the life of mortals. After tempering his Dao heart, he would slowly think about other things.
His lifespan was too long. He would use the next one or two hundred years for the kids.
"Xuanji, I am going out for a walk. I will lock the door."
Yun Su greeted Wang Xuanji, who was busy in the kitchen. This time, he gained a lot of insights from travelling the Great Void. However, he had exhausted his mind last night and needed to rest for a few days before he could continue to organize those insights and spells.
They had everything at home so the little guys didn't have to go out and run around.
"Got it, Brother Yun."
After locking the door, Yun Su's feet paused slightly. Dharmic powers surged out and he had already set up a simple prohibition spell around the courtyard. If someone barged in, they would have to break through the Dharmic powers barrier that he had set up with his Soul Formation cultivation.
This was also a temporary solution. He did not know any spells and did not have any secret manuals. When he was travelling in the Great Void, he had witnessed the enlightenment of the Sky Splitting Strike and the Clear and Turbid Qi. He had not completely sorted them out, so he could only use brute force.
In the past, when he watched movies and animations and read novels, every time Yun Su saw the relatives and friends of the protagonist being ravaged by the villains, he would feel very angry.
Apart from attracting hatred, the main characters were arrogant and unafraid of death. Even though they knew that the enemy was hundreds or thousands of times stronger than them, they still clamored to defy the heavens and change their fate to challenge those of a higher level. It was like taking turns sending their relatives and friends into the hands of the enemy. If one died, they would increase their anger. If they did not die, they would definitely not be able to reach the end.
Yun Su was not in a hurry to find the cultivation techniques and secret manuals that had fallen into the mortal world. He felt that as long as he digested those insights and carefully deduced them, it should not be difficult to derive some spells and techniques.
…
A few minutes later, Yun Su had already blended into the crowd in the morning market. He took his most carefree and leisurely steps as he walked on the streets of Yuyang City.
The citizens of Yuyang City woke up too early. If not for the fact that he wanted to walk around and think about how to familiarize himself with the county city and earn some money, Yun Su could sleep for another four hours.
Many vendors were panting and trying their best to shout. To make a living, those who spent money wanted to spend the least amount of money to buy something good. Those who earned money wanted to earn more.
They walked and looked around but there was no target. Sometimes, they would stop and look at the monkey. The monkey was thin, but its figure was extremely agile. Sometimes, it would fly and jump on the wooden shelves and it would act cute on the owner. After every round, it would even take a bowl to ask for money.
Most people just watched the fun and did not pay. A few people, like Yun Su, gave one or two copper coins. The monkey man and the monkey thanked them repeatedly and were satisfied. The money was not little either. The monkey man turned around and bought two buns. To save money, he did not eat breakfast. The man and the monkey each ate one. The monkey acted like a human and ate slowly. From time to time, he smacked his lips and even gave a thumbs up.
He walked again but all he saw were people suffering.
A young girl was just lying on the ground. Beside her was a piece of straw paper with a paragraph about selling herself to save her father:
"My surname is Ji and I am from the West River. My father suddenly felt unwell a few days ago…"
The words written on the straw paper were relatively easy to understand. They were similar to what the people in the city usually said. They were not wordy and were very suitable for such people to ask for help.
Yun Su stood at the side and read it carefully. She then looked at the girl kneeling on the ground. With her discerning eyes, he knew that she was not lying. She was also a virgin. There was a wisp of Yin qi on her body that had yet to dissipate. She was wearing rough cotton clothes. Her appearance was not bad and her facial features were upright. She was not a crooked girl.
However, twenty taels of silver were not something that ordinary people could afford.
Some people were eager to give it a try but they were shocked by what the others said. It turned out that there was a due process to follow if one wanted to buy her. With this, some people became much timider.
Not long after, a rich young master dressed in luxurious clothes walked out.
"Isn't this Young Master Wang of the Peace and Tranquility Hall?"
"Young Master Wang is famous for being a kind person. This girl is saved."
"Hehe, everyone says that Wang Chang'an is a famous good person. I think it's more likely that he's doing this because of that girl's beauty."
"That's none of your business. They offered to sell themselves to save their father. You can buy her if you have the money."
As expected, Wang Chang'an paid 20 taels of silver in public to buy the young lady of the Ji clan before taking her away.
Yun Su only took it to heart and did not arbitrarily judge between good and evil. He did not even look at Wang Chang'an with his Dharma Eyes.
He continued forward. This time, he especially found a few fortune-tellers although he was not prepared to pay. Yun Su did not go forward to chat with them. He only stopped for a moment before they spoke to him.
"Young Master, I can tell that you're rich. Come and sit down. Let me calculate carefully for you."
That was a compliment to snare him.
"Three calamities await you. Young man, you're covered in dark clouds. Let me resolve them for you."
This was a warning to engage him.
Yun Su did not stop. With a glance, he could tell if the other party was lying. He could also tell something from these people's divination methods and divination techniques.
The four people he saw today were all liars, so he had no interest in talking to them.
At this moment, the crowd in front of them surged as if there was something interesting to watch.