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Chapter 67: 067 Azure Wind Airflow (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 coin reward, supplement)_1

Chapter 67: 067 Azure Wind Airflow (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 coin reward, supplement)_1

The next day.

Early in the morning while Casio was mending the wall, suddenly an old face full of wrinkles appeared in front of him, just beyond the hole in the wall.

“Good disciple, you succeeded on your first attempt?!”

The person was none other than his teacher’s teacher, Grandmaster Oumai.

“Yes.” Casio had nothing to hide. Since Grandmaster Oumai had asked, it must have been Teacher Lixia who told him.

“Good, good, good!”

Suddenly, the old face outside the hole seemed to bloom into a chrysanthemum-like smile, as the wrinkles and black age spots clustered together.

“Good lad! You really are fortunate!” Watery Oumai was slightly emotional because breaking through the bottleneck of Wind Elephant Secret Martial Art takes effort and talent, but only half of it – luck makes up at least the other half. When Oumai broke through this bottleneck decades ago, it took him four attempts, while Lixia failed twice in a row.

Once a failure occurs, one’s energy and blood become chaotic, and a Secret Martial Artist needs at least two to three months of recovery before attempting to break through again. Generally, martial artists have seven opportunities to attempt to break through. Once it comes to the eighth attempt, the probability of success becomes almost nil.

Casio and Heige, the senior brother, are the only ones who managed to break through successfully on the first attempt in the past forty years in the Wind Elephant Gate.

In the secret room, Casio held a brick in his hand and smiled.

He didn’t have the habit of attributing his luck to his own superior talent and strength. It was simply self-awareness.

“Luck is a part of one’s strength too…” Oumai sighed from outside: “Here, give me the brick, let me help you…”

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Thus, with the help of Grandmaster Oumai, Casio managed to repair the white wall of the secret room in just half an hour. Although it looked ugly for now, as long as the plaster was applied afterwards, it would look no different from before, at least from the outside.

He looked at the now-smooth wall and nodded in satisfaction.

Next to him, Grandmaster Oumai slowly said, “Fancy some snuff?” He reached into his pocket and took out a silver rectangular snuffbox, adorned with a few pieces of opal embedded onto its intricately carved floral surface.

The stone was colorful and warm to the touch.

The snuffbox was filled with snuff, not individual cigarettes. Snuff is carefully ground from quality tobacco leaves, menthol, and other aromatic herbs and sealed for fermentation. The box on the outside is actually a form of craftwork.

Sometimes, the craftwork seemed more worthy of collection than usage.

“No thanks, I’m not used to it.” Casio shook his head. His sharp eyes caught sight of a line of small characters on the metallic interior of the snuffbox: “To my beloved Oumai MacKensey.”

“Was this box given to you by a friend?”

“No.” Oumai smiled, “It was my wife.”

A touch of nostalgia appeared on his face, “My wife gave it to me forty years ago. At that time, I took her around the entire Hong Li Federation, we even travelled abroad. We tasted all kinds of cuisine and experienced the local customs of dozens of countries…”

“Ah, why am I telling you all this? Let’s get going!”

Oumai took a sniff of snuff, quickly brushed the remnants off his hands, and walked out of the quiet room that had just been repaired.

Almost as soon as Oumai’s footsteps receded, Lixia arrived.

Today, she was dressed in a pure white attire, seeming healthier than before, her rosy cheeks glowed with color.

Lixia slowly cast a glance at the newly repaired wall to her right: “You work quite fast, repairing this in less than an hour.”

“Heh heh.” Casio scratched his head and chuckled.

“Well then, let’s complete the final step.”

Lixia lifted the wooden bucket in her right hand, it was filled with plaster.

“Teacher, let me do it.”

Casio jogged over, took the bucket from her, and started to apply the plaster evenly onto the conspicuous patch on the wall.

The Grandmaster helped with the wall while the teacher adjusted the plaster, not bad.

He applied the plaster even more vigorously.

Outside, birds were chirping melodiously, the morning sunlight streamed through the window, leaving long golden rectangular patches on the floor. Casio squatted in one of these patches, applying the plaster to the wall.

Lixia stood in another patch of golden sunlight, leaning against the wall, tilting her head to the side, quietly watching.

Time trickled by, second by second.

“Teacher, what’s the name of Grandmaster Oumai’s wife?”

Casio, having applied a layer of plaster, suddenly asked.

“My teacher’s wife, you should, of course, call her Teacher’s Wife.”

“No no, that’s not what I meant, I meant her name.” Casio continued applying more layers of plaster as he spoke.

“The name? Isabell Casini.” After a moment’s thought, Lixia added: “Strictly speaking, your Grandmaster Oumai doesn’t have a wife in name. Your teacher’s wife died when she was twenty-six, before she could marry Oumai.” Pausing at this point in her story, she said, “After that, Oumai vowed never to marry…”

“So, Grandmaster Oumai also has his stories…” Casio mused, burying his head to focus on applying the plaster to the wall.

In the afternoon, the newly repaired quiet room had a strong odour, so Lixia and Casio went to the training room for their lessons instead.

The two of them sat cross-legged in the middle of the spacious and flat training hall.

After some thought, Lixia slowly explained: “Every martial art has its own structure. For instance, the framework of our Wind Elephant Gate’s martial arts is the Wind Elephant Basic Combat Technique. All the subsequent techniques, such as the first layer of Wind Elephant Fist, the Gale chapter, and the second layer, the Elephant Herd chapter, evolved from this basic structure. Starting simple and progressively complex and diverse is the upright and honorable path.”

“In addition to this main path, there are also auxiliary techniques that develop from a particular point. These techniques are like thorny creeps coiling around a tree branch. They can effectively increase the tree’s power and ward off enemies. Yet, there’s a disadvantage too, as these creeps will compete with the tree for nutrients. If one puts too much emphasis on the creeps, the tree might wither…”

Lixia looked at the attentive Casio: “The Azure Wind Stream technique that I will officially teach you now is one such creep. You must hold onto your principle and handle this double-edged sword well. Before you turn forty, you should merely dabble in this technique, and not study too deeply into it. It won’t be too late to try again once you reach the Fighter’s level, for at that height, the gains in understanding achieved in a year can be more worthwhile than ten years of hard work before.”

Casio nodded, showing that he understood and would remember. In actuality, he had come into contact with the Azure Wind Stream technique for quite some time, but back then, he could only practice some of the basics. Without achieving the level of a fist master, he simply had no qualifications to truly practice Azure Wind Stream.

“Ahem ahem.” Lixia coughed twice, took a sip of water.

“As I told you before, the Azure Wind Stream was a technique that I contemplated from the principles of the Wind Elephant Fist’s Gale chapter. It follows the same principle too – ‘like a flowing river, unstoppable like the wind on the grassland’. Since this technique is still incomplete, there won’t be any feedback while you practice. But once you succeed, you’ll instantly control the Azure Wind Stream, unlike the Wind Elephant Fist, which requires gradual progress.”

“So, you’ll need to have patience in what comes next…”