Transmigration with Cheat Codes Chapter 39.1: Dew-Flicking Hand

[System: Heart Moon Illuminates Cloud Creek, everything becomes enlightenment. Influenced by "Sword that Blooms From The Trees" and [Gathering Rich Dew], Meng Jintang comprehends the martial art "Dew-Flicking Hand (Approaching Perfection)," gaining 500 experience points and 2 free attribute points.]

[System: Realm Value increases.]

Meng Jintang was puzzled.

She recalled that she had indeed vaguely seen players mention obtaining new martial art techniques while practicing life skills. "Martial Arts Ascension."

After all, it's a martial arts game, even if it involves life skills, it's inevitable to be connected with things like true Qi techniques.

Players with profound skills not only found it easier to advance in the realm of life skills but were also more likely to comprehend new martial arts from those life skills.

It was likely because Meng Jintang's martial arts realm was relatively good at the time, or perhaps because the highest level of "Dew-Flicking Hand'' was only 5, lower than the previously comprehended "Sword that Blooms From The Trees." Therefore, at the moment of comprehension, it was already a martial art close to perfection, and there weren't any obstacles encountered in its subsequent refinement.

The completed "Dew-Flicking Hand" consisted of three moves: "Wind Brushing Reed," "Wandering Clouds," and "Drapery Dust Protection."

From Meng Jintang's perspective, the combat style was actually at a lower level than the ostentatious type, making it best suited for places where brilliance and warmth were needed, such as the venue for the sect's New Year's celebration. The performance showcased how to quickly dust off water tofu without breaking it.

Five days before the birthday celebration of the old leader of Nanjia Fort, Meng Jintang descended the mountain early to meet up with Chen Shen.

Similar large-scale martial arts events would typically see participants arriving two to three days in advance as a sign of respect to the hosts.

Meng Jintang inexplicably carried a mindset akin to going on an outing. This disposition persisted until she boarded the carriage provided by the White Horse Escort Agency.

It was only during the jolts and bumps of the journey, going up and down, left and right, that the feeling was completely subdued.

‘...No wonder ancient poets had to write poems whenever they went on a long journey; the travel experience was just too dismal.’

The transportation was so lousy that she couldn't bear it without finding some other activity to divert her attention. If it weren't against the persona she had established for herself, Meng Jintang would have considered getting off the carriage and using her Qinggong to travel faster.

Chen Shen suddenly said, "Senior sister, I would like to go down and practice some Qinggong."

Meng Jintang paused for a moment, slowly turned her head, and as she gazed at Chen Shen, appreciation filled her eyes, accompanied by a hint of newfound respect. She smiled and said, "Junior brother is truly diligent."

Rising from her seat, she extended her hand, gently supporting Chen Shen's arm, and with a light movement, she directly led him outside the carriage.

With profound internal energy and superb Qinggong, the members of the escort team only felt a momentary blur before seeing the young woman in green, who had been sitting in the carriage, now standing by the roadside.

Among the twenty or so people in the group, including Ma Yangqi and Yang Zhi, not a single person could perceive Meng Jintang's actions clearly.

Chen Shen looked somewhat surprised and said, "Senior sister..."

Meng Jintang's voice was filled with the joy of finding a suitable excuse: "Junior brother, practice as much as you want." After a pause, she added, "I'll be nearby to supervise you."

Ma Yangqi vaguely guessed what the two were up to, and a strong sense of admiration rose in his heart—

‘These two are indeed worthy disciples of a prestigious sect, their commitment to learning iss nothing short of strict.’

Chen Shen is a NPC, lacking a player's data panel. Meng Jintang couldn't see his proficiency, but she could sense his rapid progress from the subtle changes in his leaps.

No wonder the system would go to great lengths to arrange for players following the sect management path to increase the number of disciples.

Every time Meng Jintang saw Chen Shen's diligent learning attitude, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of inspiration to work even harder herself.

Chen Shen's thoughts were completely different from Meng Jintang's. The grace in his current leaps already carried a shadow of the free and elegant style of a martial arts master, especially in his footwork, which was now very close to how his senior sister looked when they first met.

However, Chen Shen found that, with his current perception, he still couldn't comprehend Meng Jintang's Qinggong technique.

Although she claimed to be supervising him, most of the time she appeared and disappeared without a trace. Yet, when he needed to find her, she would suddenly appear in an instant.

‘It turns out that what we saw in the past was not the complete extent of Meng Jintang's martial skills.’

This thought was shared by Chen Shen, and naturally, by Ma Yangqi and Yang Zhi as well.

Ma Yangqi had known Meng Jintang for quite some time, but he rarely saw this young lady make a move.

For the most part, Meng Jintang appeared like a delicate girl of her apparent age, sitting peacefully in a warm room, speaking gently and smiling.

Ma Yangqi could never have imagined that merely witnessing the graceful glimpses of her Qinggong would completely dispel any thoughts of competing with her for supremacy.

The White Horse Escort Agency's convoy set out in the morning and arrived at Yongji City before nightfall. Of course, following Ma Yangqi's usual style, he didn't exhaust all his energy on the journey.

He made sure to reserve some strength to deal with any potential surprises that might arise along the way. However, this time, traveling with Meng Jintang, there were no such reservations. They could take it easy and enjoy the journey without any worries.

As old acquaintances, Ma Yangqi's team would undoubtedly secure a place in Nanjia Fort. However, he wouldn't dare to let this young lady be treated as a subordinate of the White Horse Escort Agency upon arrival.

He had already contacted the person in charge, asking for assistance in arranging accommodations. If necessary, he would even vacate their rooms to accommodate the esteemed guests from Hanshan Sect.

Like a seventh-rank official at the doorstep of a governor, the person in charge at Nanjia Fort was also skilled in martial arts.

Ma Yangqi greeted him with a smile, shaking his hand and engaging in conversation. Seizing the moment when others weren't paying attention, he discreetly slipped a red envelope filled with silver coins into the overseer's sleeve.

In a low voice, he asked, "Is everything settled with the favor I asked for, brother?"

The overseer displayed a hint of hesitation on his face. Just as Ma Yangqi was wondering if he hadn't made his "intentions" clear enough, the overseer finally spoke, saying, "To handle this matter, it's not only you, my old friend, but also the little manager from Wanbao Tower. The courtyard for the guest from Hanshan Sect has long been arranged."

Lowering his voice, he continued, "Forgive my ignorance; despite spending so many years in Yezhou, I've never heard of this sect. What kind of sect is it?"

Ma Yangqi chuckled and said, "In the martial arts world, there are many extraordinary individuals, each with their own temperament. Some prefer not to venture outside too often. I, too, had the good fortune to meet the disciple of Hanshan Sect due to a fortuitous encounter."

The words were more or less inconclusive, and the overseer, knowing that Ma Yangqi wasn't inclined to speak much, paused the conversation. He personally went to greet the "Miss Meng '' and "Brother Chen" from Hanshan Sect, preparing to lead the way for them.

The old master's birthday celebration at Nanjia Fort was a significant event in Yezhou. Not only did the White Horse Escort Agency come over, but Wang Youhuai also traveled with his family.

Spotting Chen Shen and the others from a distance, he thought of going over to say hello. Influenced by Ma Yangqi's attitude, Father Wang hesitated but didn't intervene. He mentioned that there were too many guests around, and it would be fine to visit after settling down.

At this moment, Meng Jintang had already returned to the carriage. Occasionally, passersby glimpsed through the fluttering curtains and could only see a young lady wearing a draped hat, sitting comfortably, resting against the cushions.

Compared to the martial artists, she looked like a well-bred young lady from a distinguished family, venturing out to broaden her horizons.

"…I've heard much about you… much about you…"

"…Pleased to meet you… Please, come in quickly…"

"This year, disciples from Green Moth Palace have also come. It's said that they are led by a personally taught disciple of Lady Green Moth. I wonder what they are here for."