The World Of Swords Volume 1 Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Two Issues   “Fifth Elder Brother!” The girl ran forward with her face slightly flushed.  “Fifth Younger Brother!”  “A Tian. . . ”   The crowd greeted him enthusiastically.  Looking at all the familiar faces, Di Hongtian finally felt relaxed and the toughness on his face seemed to have been softened. "Fifth Elder Brother, you’ve finally come back. Grandfather talked about you every day," the girl murmured beside him.   “How is his situation now?” Di Hongtian asked quietly.  “Thanks to a good doctor, he’s been better now.”   “Yes, he can get out of the bed now!”  “I saw him playing chess with Chang Kong this morning. . . ”   All of them crowded around him to talk excitedly.   "Good doctor. . . " Di Hongtian asked, “The one who just left?”  “Yes, it’s him!” The girl nodded. Di Hongtian had pa.s.sed by without any communication with him because he didn’t know his ident.i.ty at all. "Elder Brother!" Di Hongtian slightly bowed with his fists crossed.   The young man came over. Growing up in the Wu family, Di Hongtian used to practice with all the disciples and they often called each other brother. The elder brother, Wu Lingfeng, was the oldest one, who was gentle and had the most experience. Almost all the disciples had been a.s.sisted or guided by him and Di Hongtian was no exception. Therefore, he enjoyed the highest prestige among them. "You have been away for almost half a year. If we had not tried to look for you, you might have forgotten to return.” Wu Lingfeng glanced at Di Hongtian up and down with a smile.  “Yes!” The girl wrinkled her nose and nodded. Di Hongtian touched his nose and looked a little embarra.s.sed. "I have something important to do this time, so it has been delayed for a long time. Sorry to make all of you worry about me.” With their enthusiastic care, Di Hongtian felt great consolation after experiencing the coldness of the world of martial arts. The girl, Wu Meier, was the grandchild and the only descendant of the Wu family now. The Wu family had two sons, who had already died, with Wu Meier as the only descendant.   "You have become well-known in the world of martial arts now. You’re so great!" "Yeah, everybody in the world of martial arts now knows your name. . . "   Holding his hands, they flattered him happily. "Our Wu family has such a great man like you, so we all feel very excited." Wu Lingfeng smiled and immediately asked, "Did you clean it up before returning?”   Di Hongtian nodded and said, “Yes. Don’t worry! I will never let the Wu family be implicated.” Wu Lingfeng nodded, then smiled and said, "You can now get out of the containment of many top masters of martial arts. I trust you, of course. So, just ignore my question just now.”  “I understand.” Di Hongtian shook his head.  “Mm-hmm!” Wu Lingfeng nodded, saying, “The disciples of the Wu family are not strong enough to experience setbacks. You will have no problem since you’re actually superior to them.”   “Okay, let’s talk about it sometime later.” He waved his hand. Very few disciples of the Wu family had gone out into the world of martial arts. They surrounded Di Hongtian and asked him about all the interesting stories he had experienced before entering the Wu family’s yard. "Has Grandfather been cured by the doctor?" After a long time, Di Hongtian seized an opportunity to ask Wu Meier.  “Not yet!” she answered gloomily. Di Hongtian felt a little astonished. All the brothers, including Wu Meier, had praised the doctor for his wonderful skills. It was evident that the doctor should be very extraordinary. However, since the grandfather had not been cured yet, why did they behave like that? "Well, you will understand when you meet him." Wu Meier shook her head. Obviously, the situation of the grandfather could not be explained by simple words. Despite his doubts, Di Hongtian did not think too much, since he would meet him soon.  “Tian, what’s wrong with your finger?” Wu Lingfeng frowned at his broken little finger.  “I was defeated in a fight!” Di Hongtian shook his head and said, “Nothing serious.”   Wu Lingfeng shook his head and complained, "How can you say it’s nothing serious? Due to the physical injury, the blood cannot fully circulate. Although there doesn’t seem to be much of an effect because it’s just your little finger, when your strength gets further improved in the future, this small injury will be greatly magnified. It will become more difficult for you to reach an extreme level of martial arts. "   "Well, it’s really pitiful. With your current strength, you will reach the level of top masters very soon. It’s most likely that you will reach the extreme level of martial arts in the future." Wu Lingfeng felt so regretful, which irritated the complaints of all the disciples of the Wu family, that Di Hongtian also couldn’t help but frown now. "Who did it?" Wu Meier also had a drawn face, with a hint of hatred. "I was inferior, so I never complain." He shook his head.   When he entered the yard of the Wu family, he could feel a faint sound of a sword outside the door. Beyond a small gate, there appeared a quiet little court in the front. In the small courtyard, a teenager was practicing swordsmanship. An old man was sitting at a stone table and giving instructions.    "Your movement is not correct. You should have some feelings from the wind, but you move too fast. Although there’s a little more deliberation, you are lacking of a sense of lightness. . . " The old man got up, waved his hand, and took over the sword from the boy, saying, "Now watch me!" The old man took a breath and the momentum of his body swelled so instantly that his hair and mustache started to move together with the long sword in his hand. Whirl. . . The sword was flashing here and there as if in a blowing breeze. Hidden in every breeze were thousands of swords. Whirl. . . The old man withdrew the sword and stood still; the breeze disappeared some time later.   Although he had never practiced such a move, he could immediately understand the mystery better than that boy with just one glance based on his experience. The boy stood still, trying to recall the move taught by the old man.   “Grandpa!”  “Ancestor!”   Di Hongtian entered the yard with the others.  “A Tian!” The boy raised his head and felt very pleasantly surprised at seeing so many people.  “Changkong!” Di Hongtian nodded. It was Wu Changkong who found him in the inn several days ago. Among the disciples of the Wu family, apart from Wu Meier, Wu Changkong was be the only disciple who had a blood relationship with the Wu family ancestor.   Wu Changkong was the grandson of the ancestor’s biological younger brother. However, he was the only descendant of that branch. "Tian has come back!" The ancestor of the Wu family returned the sword to Wu Changkong and nodded his head as he glanced at him. "I thought I would pa.s.s away very soon, so I asked them to find you and bring you back as quickly as possible. Now it seems that I will still be alive for some time." The Wu family ancestor shook his head and then continued. “You’ve come back; that’s fine. Since you have spread the bait, just wait for the fish to be hooked. The world of martial arts is full of dangers now, so it’s better for you to stay out of it for some time.”