Cultivating both inner and outer qualities

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That night, after the Grand Commandant adopted me as his son, he told me about his predicament. The matter of Jiangzhou was of paramount importance; even the Emperor was preparing to take action against him. Furthermore, Tong Xing, wielding military power, was constantly opposing him, leaving him unable to attend to both sides. The Grand Commandant's situation had reached a point of no return; he couldn't afford to make any mistakes on either side. Therefore, I still couldn't understand why he would entrust such an important task to these three people. As for myself, while resting at an inn only half a day's journey from Jiangzhou, I looked at the two young men beside me. Did they truly possess the ability to accomplish this? "Dingzi, where did you learn your swordsmanship?" I started with this boy, whose face always maintained a cheerful, curious, and still somewhat childlike expression. "Swordsmanship?" He smiled and replied, "I don't have any swordsmanship." While a swordsman strives to make his blade faster than his opponent's, if you can't guarantee you can defeat your opponent in one strike, you always need some counter-swordsmanship. I believed his swordsmanship hadn't reached the point where only the first strike was needed, so I continued, "Then who is your master?" "I don't have a master." This story perhaps begins ten years ago. On that day, several talented children were brought before the Grand Commandant. They came from different places and were sent to different places. Ding Zi was one of these children; he was taken to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository, where he stayed for ten years. Ding Zi told me that the Sutra Repository wasn't a treasure trove of martial arts manuals as I had described. Besides books on internal cultivation techniques that aligned with Shaolin's principles of self-cultivation and spiritual nourishment, it contained scriptures that elevated the understanding to the macrocosm of the world and the microcosm of a grain of sand, the infinite vastness and infinite narrowness of human thought. After thoroughly studying these books, some could become martial arts masters with profound internal strength, learning any martial arts techniques or weapon much faster than ordinary people; others could become masters of spiritual liberation, dedicated to propagating Buddhism, saving all sentient beings, and studying the spiritual realms of time and space, reality and illusion, mind and body. For Dingzi, a child who naturally grasped everything from books much faster than others, ten years had transformed him into a young man who had transcended petty interests and the illusions of age. Such a swordsman was definitely an opponent his adversaries would never want to face; perhaps even until the very end, you wouldn't believe the suddenness of his death. "And what about you?" Hearing Dingzi's explanation for my question, I felt a sudden realization. The world is full of so many unexpected things—it's truly exciting! Once my emotions had calmed down, I asked the other girl, "Were you sent to Emei by the Grand Commandant?" Yu Rong shook her head. She seemed like a girl who didn't like to talk much. "I'm different from him. I'm just an assassin." Only an assassin could make such a beautiful girl so cold. Although I knew she must have experienced many unexpected things in her short life and must be a deadly assassin, I still resisted my curiosity and didn't ask her. Ding Zi, however, couldn't suppress his curiosity. In fact, he was even dissatisfied with Yu Rong's cold indifference to his sincere and enthusiastic curiosity along the way. But as a well-mannered young man, he still suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked her with a smile, "Why don't I see your weapon?" It was obvious that although this young man was very knowledgeable, he did not know that talking to an assassin who did not like to talk was a very dangerous and fruitless thing. In fact, if it weren't for his unsatisfied and pent-up curiosity, Ding Zi would have realized with a little thought that the most deadly thing about an assassin was not the weapon he used to kill, but the method he chose to kill. Ding Zi found the answer in his mind: "Could it be your eyes?" However, Yu Rong was too embarrassed to embarrass her seemingly foolish but ultimately tasked companion, so she said to him, "I have no weapon." Although one of her companions was a swordsman without any swordsmanship and the other an assassin without any weapon, she now trusted them completely and was full of confidence in this mission—although for her, there was no mission in the sense of it; she was merely a third-rate swordsman who had followed them to Jiangzhou to watch how they retrieved the evidence that threatened the Grand Commandant. "My lord, haven't you had enough fun yet?" As Tong Shun turned her over, and as she watched the still-erect and menacing penis about to be inserted again into her slightly sore vulva, which was forced to arch her back by the pressure on her waist, Yun Niang asked softly. Although Tong Shun had no particular strengths, he possessed a remarkable physique. His life of luxury and carefree living had also fostered a large and impressive penis. Yunniang, though experienced in the ways of the world and weathered many storms, was still slightly outmatched by Tong Shun's relentless assault. After several rounds of intercourse, she finally succumbed. "My dear Yunniang, you couldn't take it when I was just about to exert myself?" Tong Shun asked, teasing her throbbing labia with his glans. "I've never seen such a powerful donkey like you, sir. Most others would have already given up by now," Yunniang said, her face slightly flushed. "Sir, please fuck me if you want, but at least be gentle." Tong Shun didn't reply, shifting slightly before thrusting his penis deep into Yunniang's vagina. The pain was so intense that Yunniang's eyes rolled back, and she almost couldn't catch her breath. When she finally caught her breath, the burning pain from the relentless thrusting and ravaging of her tender vagina by the hot, hard penis caused her to groan in agony again. "My lord, be gentle! You're going to tear my cunt apart!" "Who told you your cunt to be so tight?" Tong Shun said, still immersed in the pleasure, Yunniang's cunt was indeed not as loose as the brothel women he had previously slept with. This was the most important reason why he was so obsessed with her, frantically and relentlessly fucking her. Of course, it was also the reason he was approaching the brink of climax more quickly. After a few final, forceful thrusts, Yunniang could only whimper helplessly. Although she had just climaxed once, when the increasingly intense pleasure mixed with the pain from the thrusting reached its limit under the impact of a wave of heat reaching her core, her body once again erupted in hysterical spasms. She almost fell into a deep sleep, and when she awoke, it was a moonlit night with countless stars. A gentle breeze from the river wafted through the window, carrying a fresh scent. These days, Yunniang would often gaze at the moonlit river scenery with great interest, lost in thought. Of course, she had her own worries, but if someone thinks about the same thing for too long, they inevitably get bored. Dingzi and I arrived in Jiangzhou with the excitement of a normal person seeing such beautiful scenery, just as Yu Rong arrived with the indifference of a normal assassin seeing such beauty. To conceal our purpose, we disguised ourselves as traveling merchants and checked into a very ordinary inn. What to do next? I sat on a stool in the inn room, waiting for them to tell me the details of the steps. But after waiting for a long time, they showed no sign of speaking. I figured the time wasn't right and it was inconvenient to reveal anything, so I didn't press them and suggested we wash up and go to bed. They all looked at me with rather strange expressions. This time, even the curious Dingzi seemed to have learned to remain silent, not uttering a single word about his question. In fact, he had originally intended to tell me that it was still far from dusk and shouldn't be the time to wash up and go to bed, but he couldn't think of anything else to say, so he kept quiet. Since they didn't voice any objections, I took the initiative, thinking, "Fine, if you won't tell me, I don't really care about something that might endanger my life." Seeing that I wasn't being polite, the two had no choice but to leave. In fact, the Grand Commandant had told them to follow my orders, but unfortunately, for some reason, he forgot to convey this to me. Coupled with my instinctive rejection of this possibility, this led to the current situation of a leaderless "group of dragons" without a plan or steps. This time, the Grand Commandant had really played a huge joke on me. When Dingzi finally couldn't resist his curiosity and told me about this joke in the form of a question the next day, seeing that I still seemed unwilling to discuss the next steps, I couldn't help but think this. "There's no reason for the Grand Commandant to joke like that, is there?" After laying out my understanding of my own strength before them, I asked this question in a tone of mutual discussion. "Brother Fei, don't be modest!" Ding Zi said sincerely to me, "After thinking about those descriptions of masters you gave me last time, I finally understand why I'm not a true master yet—it's because I haven't reached the level of someone like you, Brother Fei, who seems weak and has no martial arts skills but has actually reached a state of perfection!" I gestured to interrupt his endless praise of me, telling him with a very serious and credible expression that I was a third-rate swordsman, an undeniable fact, and that it was precisely this fact that made me find the Grand Commandant's current arrangement difficult to understand. I hoped...I hoped one of them would step forward to support the overall situation, after all, they were the truly capable ones. However, we remained silent for a long time, unable to bear the bleak atmosphere. I stood up and paced back and forth like a crab deep in thought. My conclusion was: the Grand Commandant would never joke like this; he must have his reasons. These reasons were that although my martial arts skills were lacking, I possessed a potential to handle problems and take charge of the overall situation, a potential to achieve my goals through the swordsman Ding Zi and the assassin Yu Rong. I saw a bright future. Now, the only remaining question was how to unleash this potential. This was a problem, and although its difficulty was the same as the previous one, at least it provided a clear direction. I continued to ponder along this path and finally came up with the following method: evidence is divided into witnesses and physical evidence. The witnesses must be some influential subordinates of the Grand Commandant in Jiangzhou; the physical evidence would be nothing more than confessions, secret letters, ledgers, etc., which could be easily smuggled to the capital. Since there was still no movement, there were two possibilities: either the witnesses hadn't confessed yet, or the physical evidence hadn't been found. Of course, the latter possibility is more likely, because even Grand Commandant Xu Yuanzhi could be "transported" back to the capital, there's no reason why one of his traitorous subordinates could still be alive. So what we can do now is infiltrate the prefectural government office to find out their progress in finding evidence. "After saying all this, I felt as if saying all this had no impact on what we were doing. This can't be called a failure, but at least this failure has yielded a plan for the next step. I looked at Dingzi and said, "Dingzi, when you infiltrate, you need to be careful to conceal your sharpness. If people find out that you have a powerful background, it will be difficult to handle. After all, the Grand Commandant arranged this so that he doesn't want it to escalate further." Dingzi seriously agreed to my reminder and immediately got up. When Miss Yurong also got up to leave, I stopped her and asked, "Where are you going?" "Infiltrate." She said. "You can't go." "Why?" After a pause, I told her, "It's too dangerous." Yurong looked at me with a strange look, as if she were looking at a monster, making me feel uneasy. She said, "You don't need to worry about that." "Actually, I wasn't worried about her. What I was worried about was how difficult it would be for a dazzling assassin like her to infiltrate the prefectural government office undetected. If she accidentally killed someone and alerted the authorities, things would get complicated. After thinking for a while, I couldn't find any other excuse, so I confessed my concern to her. 'Don't worry, Dingzi is so clever and quick-witted, she'll definitely be able to get in,' I added. 'That's not what I'm worried about,' Yu Rong said. 'Then what is it?' 'Left Hand,' I looked at her left hand and couldn't help but ask curiously, 'Left Hand?' She looked at me with a surprised expression, as if she were looking at a con artist, making me feel uneasy. She said, 'Tong Xing's most skilled assassin, he's also in Jiangzhou.' I didn't know there was such a formidable opponent, so I asked, 'Who's stronger, this Left Hand or you?' 'Him.' 'Then Dingzi must be stronger than you, right?' 'If we weren't on the same team, I would have killed him with a hidden weapon long ago.'" Now it was my turn to look at this cold-blooded killer with a surprised expression, and said with some anger, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Wouldn't Dingzi have been going to his death?" "You don't need to worry about that now." In fact, Dingzi wasn't as foolish as she imagined, going to his death without hesitation. He had already returned to the door of his inn room. As soon as Yu Rong finished speaking, I saw him come in from outside, walk back to the table, and sit down. He said calmly, with some shame, "Let's discuss this matter again."

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