Her Story: Volume 1

CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1 - MASTER

CHAPTER 2 - EXAMINATION

CHAPTER 3 - WEAPONS

CHAPTER 4 - CONTEST

CHAPTER 5 - WHITE FLYING

CHAPTER 6 - BEFORE THE GREAT WAR

CHAPTER 7 - DRIP-BLOOD BINDING

CHAPTER 8 - HIDDEN WEAPON

CHAPTER 9 - INTERNAL AND EXTERNAL COMBINED CULTIVATION

CHAPTER 10 - A LIVING CULTIVATION TECHNIQUE

CHAPTER 11 - BREAKTHROUGH

CHAPTER 12 - EXTRA TRAINING

CHAPTER 13 - SMILEY

CHAPTER 14 - CRISIS

CHAPTER 15 - FINALS

CHAPTER 16 - JIANG XIAO

CHAPTER 17 - MAJOR EVENT

CHAPTER 18 - WHITE CLARITY

CHAPTER 19 - STORY

CHAPTER 20 - MASTER MADE HIS MOVE

CHAPTER 21 - MASTER ANCESTOR

CHAPTER 22 - HOME

CHAPTER 23 - SEALED PHOENIX

CHAPTER 24 - DARK ATTRIBUTE PHOENIX

CHAPTER 25 - THREE YEARS LATER

CHAPTER 26 - FATHER-DAUGHTER CONTRADICTION

CHAPTER 27 - PASS BY

CHAPTER 28 - FIGHTING DEMONS

CHAPTER 29 - NIGHT SCOUTING

CHAPTER 30 - METAPHYSICS

CHAPTER 31 - SO-CALLED TRUST

CHAPTER 32 - NEW HOBBY

CHAPTER 33 - NEGOTIATION

CHAPTER 34 - CONSPIRACY

CHAPTER 35 - YESTERYEAR

CHAPTER 36 - AMBLYOPIA FOREST

CHAPTER 37 - HUMANOID KILLING MACHINE

CHAPTER 38 - SOME CLUES

CHAPTER 39 - FULL MOON

CHAPTER 40 - ANOTHER YEAR

CHAPTER 41 - GLACIAL TREE DEMONESS

CHAPTER 42 - BIG PLAN

CHAPTER 43 - RETURN

CHAPTER 44 - CONVERSATION

CHAPTER 45 - JIANG FAMILY INCIDENT

CHAPTER 46 - WHAT IS THE TRUTH

CHAPTER 47 - ARCANE ART

CHAPTER 48 - CLEAR DREAM

CHAPTER 49 - CHALLENGE

CHAPTER 50 - THREE YEARS

CHAPTER 51 - DECISIVE BATTLE

CHAPTER 1 - MASTER

When he had just met his master, he was still a half-grown kid. He didn't look like he would have much luck.

Due to the attitude that all adults should have, Chen Lifeng's master did not like this little child. There was no other reason but to cause a ruckus. In Chen Lifeng's age, there were very few children who did not cause a ruckus. On the other hand, Chen Lifeng was just one of thousands of kids. How could he not cause a ruckus?

But later on, when Chen Lifeng's master saw his amazing talent, no matter who it was, they would accept this disciple of his. In his words, in his entire life, he had never seen such a talented disciple before. If he didn't accept it, he definitely wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life for the rest of his life.

To be honest, what he said was too serious. Although receiving a good disciple was very important, it wasn't to such an extent.

In short, after that day of testing, Chen Lifeng had been accepted as a disciple by his master.

He was so excited that he actually forgot to introduce his background.

The continent Chen Lifeng was on was called the 'Yeyue Continent'. The continent was a martial arts continent. Even the descendants of ordinary families, as long as they had good martial arts, would have the qualifications to establish themselves on this continent. Although Chen Lifeng's master didn't belong to the orthodox martial arts, he still possessed a tyrannical strength.

As long as one had the strength, anything was fine.

Even if you said that the black one was white and the white one was black, there would still be a lot of people who would agree with you. As long as you have the strength, you can say whatever you want.

It was just like a wild beast horde.

Chen Lifeng had once been the lowest level of the group of wild animals. This was because he came from a scholar family — elsewhere, a scholar family might still be a majestic existence. But not here. A scholar without the strength to tie a chicken was, in the eyes of the people here, a weak scholar.

Once they were weak, the people here would not hesitate to bully them. In order to survive, it was not a shameful thing for these weak people to live on secretly. As long as he could survive, it didn't matter. It was obvious that Chen Lifeng's father was such a person.

However, even such a person had a tiny bit of hope hidden in his heart. Chen Lifeng's father had hoped that he would be able to rejuvenate his family. Thus, he endured humiliation for many years, even when his wife was abused to the point of suicide, it did not hinder his belief.

Because of this, Chen Lifeng survived.

It could be said that Chen Lifeng's survival was also due to his father's obsession. Thus, Chen Lifeng was a very filial child. He simply thought, whoever was good to him, he would treat them the opposite. He understood the depth and greatness of fatherly love, and so he turned to his father.

The day he saw his master, he was in the yard fighting firewood. It was because he was from a literati family that he had to do some heavy physical work.

That day, his father was unusually gentle. His father had been influenced by the theories of the mainland and had always been a strict father. Of course, Chen Lifeng could understand his father's severity. His father was afraid that he would fail. However, even though his father was worried, he didn't think much of it. After all, he was still a very advanced child.

My master didn't really want to come. However, their ancestors had once saved their master's life, so their master had no choice but to repay this kindness. Originally, his Master had no intention of carefully examining his talent. Because he thought about it, since he was born in a scholar family, his physique was not necessarily suitable for martial arts — — No, it definitely was not suitable for martial arts. However, he couldn't bear to fail to live up to the expectations of his father, so he made an exception and took a look. Who knew that with just a single look, he would be able to see through the bone root of a peerless martial arts genius.

At first, his master also thought she was seeing things, so she looked at his bone root three times before saying, This good disciple, I'll take him!

When his father had seen him act this way, he'd thought that Tang Wulin wouldn't accept him no matter what. However, after seeing his appearance, Chu Feng felt relieved. Chen Jifeng didn't know why his master was so excited. He could only faintly feel that he possessed extraordinary talent. Otherwise, given Master's stable personality, he wouldn't show such an expression.

Chen Lifeng had guessed correctly.

However, since Chen Lifeng was born into a scholar family, taking in a disciple was naturally rather troublesome. It was just that in order to receive Chen Lifeng, his master didn't mind the trouble. He had to settle all the matters himself and just wait for Chen Lifeng to acknowledge him as his master. Chen Linfeng had always respected his master – a martial artist like his master was likely someone who looked down on scholars. But now, for his sake, he had actually personally arranged the ceremony of acknowledging someone as his master. This made Chen Linfeng feel touched. In addition to his father's earnest teachings, Chen Lifeng did not dare to be the least bit vague in his ceremony of becoming his disciple.

Master is a person who values etiquette. Chen Lifeng had originally only wanted to respect his master, and had also inadvertently won his master's favor. Thus, his master was happy and his heart was at peace.

Master originally thought that Chen Lifeng came from a scholarly family. He must know nothing about the rules of this martial art." However, contrary to his expectations, when it came to martial arts, Chen Lifeng actually had an inkling of it. Coincidentally, before the decline of the Chen Clan, there had once been a general. Since he was a general leading troops in battle, it was impossible for him to not know martial arts by direct means. This general's martial arts were not bad, and he also had a set of literary skills. As such, the general wrote that he hoped that his skills would be passed down. It was a pity that after he became a general, there was no other genius in the Chen Clan like him. Thus, the Chen family gradually declined.

However, even in his declining years, Chen Lifeng's father did not abandon the book. On the contrary, he carefully kept the book, hoping that one of his descendants would be able to read it one day, so that the Chen family could be revived.

It was obvious that Chen Lifeng was such a man who could shoulder the task of reviving the clan.

However, it was obvious that his father didn't trust him that much. Thus, his father had invited his master. Originally, Father had planned to give up if Master didn't agree. However, his master's attitude towards Chen Changsheng had ignited his hope.

His heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly felt somewhat hot at that moment.

Chen Lifeng did not know of his father's wild ambitions. However, this sudden opportunity still made him a bit excited. He knew that the chances of a scholar like him being able to train in martial arts were not high. He also knew that the chances of him being able to achieve any success were also very small. But he was willing to give it a try.

There was no other reason but love.

Yes, he loved martial arts when he urinated. However, even if he loved to train martial arts, he didn't have the qualifications to train with a disciple with such conditions. The rich and the poor seemed to be even more extreme in the world of Ye Yue. Only the children of rich families could practice kung fu. Children of poor families like him could only study.

But Master was willing to take him in as a disciple.

Chen Lifeng's heart was filled with endless gratitude. At the same time, he was also secretly determined to become one of his master's most outstanding disciples.

Actually, even if he didn't go all out, he would still be the most outstanding, one of a kind, because his master had only accepted him as her disciple.

Early in the morning the next day, Chen Lifeng arrived at the place his master had requested. Seeing that his Master hadn't arrived yet, he followed the impression in his mind and practiced all the moves from the secret manual that his ancestors had taught him. He had been reading the book since he was three. He had practiced it since he was five years old, and it had been five years since he started practicing it.

Chen Lifeng had always been a diligent child. These five years of accumulation had allowed him to master this secret manual of his ancestor to the peak of perfection. Since he could not afford the sabre used by his ancestors, he used a branch to replace it. Despite the harsh conditions, he was still able to master this saber technique with perfection, which was extremely fascinating to behold.

At the same time, he was certain that he had not taken in the wrong disciple. Regardless of anything else, just this focus alone. He didn't even notice his own arrival. It was clear that he was on the verge of becoming selfless.

When his master was young, it took her a long time to master this level of mastery. Furthermore, he was a child of a wealthy family at that time, sparring with countless other master teachers. It was under such superior conditions that he was able to reach this level at the age of 25. Chen Lifeng was only ten years old this year, and without the help of external forces, he had already reached such a level.

His Master couldn't help but secretly laugh, laughing that she didn't choose the wrong disciple.

After praising him, he was also slightly worried. Although this Chen Lifeng had great potential, he just didn't know what to do with his perseverance.

Thus, he did not immediately impart his martial arts to Chen Changsheng. Instead, he first imparted him the profound arts. This [Eight-Nine Arcane Mystical Technique] was the foundation of his personal skills, but if he were to simply take out a [Mystical Arts], it would actually be completely useless. He might even be mocked by others. This was because he had followed the path of the transformation of martial arts from the start. If the theoretical foundation of the early stage was solid, then the later stages of training would have endless power. However, if he didn't calm down earlier, it would be even more difficult to practice.

Therefore, he chose to pass on the mystical arts to probe Chen Lifeng's character.

If Chen Lifeng could calm his heart down, that would prove that his character was rather steady. If he could persevere, then he would be able to guide them with utmost care.

If he could not hold on, his only disciple would be chased out of the sect.

In fact, even though his Master had never taken a disciple in her entire life, it wasn't entirely true. In fact, Master really loved talents. When he saw children with slightly more outstanding talent, he would have the urge to take them in as his disciples. However, his standards were too strict, and very few people were able to pass it. And none of those who could pass were able to persist until they became his disciples.

There was no other reason but the way Master governed it was just too strict.

It was just that Master did not think so. This was what his previous master had taught him. He had never received any guidance from anyone, because his master was an expert in all aspects. Although he wasn't, he didn't need to go around asking for advice. As long as he stayed by his master's side, he could learn everything. That was why he had learned how to manage things from his master.

Master's master was an expert, and was able to teach in accordance to talent. As a result, he had many disciples. However, his Master had a dead personality and didn't know how to change. Thus, she followed her Master's example. With this, there were some methods that only suited him and not the others. Gradually, the disciples under him were forced to leave one by one.

Actually, when he had the thought of taking Chen Lifeng as his disciple, he had made up his mind to change his mind. This was because Chen Lifeng's talent was rarely seen; he did not want to miss out on such a good disciple.

CHAPTER 2 - EXAMINATION

If Chen Lifeng knew what his master was thinking at this moment, he would have been greatly moved. After all, his master was willing to change the teaching method for a nameless newbie like him, which was a huge matter in itself.

This era was still one of respect for one's teacher. For Chen Lifeng to think like this was in accordance with the rules.

When he had received his master's teachings, he had been rather excited. However, in his excitement, he discovered that this book only recorded the theory methods, but not the specific cultivation methods. He didn't understand, but he didn't ask his Master why. He believed that there must be a reason behind his master's actions.

After that, what he did every day was to practice the sabresmanship — in fact, it would be more appropriate to say that he practiced the tree branch technique to study the metaphysics.

Since his Master had given him this book, he needed to study it carefully. He only felt that this was his duty, but he didn't want to fulfill his master's wish. From the looks of it, this master and disciple both had similar thoughts.

Although it was just a coincidence that they came to terms with each other.

With a single glance, he saw that it had been a year.

Even his master had not thought that Chen Lifeng would have such a thorough understanding of this book. Many truths that he himself had not been able to understand, and had instead been taught by Chen Lifeng. In fact, this was not strange, because his master was born into a wealthy family. With a single word from his boss, and with the words of the Xi family, even if he had a talented master, he still wouldn't be able to resist the disturbance from those sparring partners. That was why his master hadn't been able to read the book thoroughly. Instead, it was less than the year that Chen Lifeng had spent so much effort in reading.

At the same time, his Master was secretly impressed by Chen Lifeng's talent. If it were him, even if he were to wholeheartedly study this book, he probably wouldn't be able to reach half of Chen Lifeng's understanding of the book within ten years.

Feng Er, you have studied this mysterious book for a year and your comprehension has surpassed mine. I'm afraid that if I don't teach you martial arts now, you would already be past your prime age to learn it. That day, when his master had called Chen Lifeng to his room, he had suddenly said these words with a smile.

Chen Lifeng felt his heart thumping hard.

Disciple, day and night. In the end, a child was still a child. In the end, Chen Lifeng still had the temperament of a child. At this time, he would naturally not hide his thoughts. He only knew that his Master was going to teach him martial arts, so he was so happy that he wanted to jump up and down. Seeing how eager Chen Lifeng was for martial arts, and how he wanted to learn it, his Master decided not to hold back and began to teach him.

If not for the fact that Chen Lifeng's talents were monstrous, he'd mastered all the techniques his master had taught him in the span of a few months. Or rather, it could be said that his master's personality had also changed. At the very least, Chen Lifeng had studied here for several months and had never thought of abandoning his teachers and disciples like his master's other disciples.

It seemed that not only was Chen Lifeng's potential monstrous, but his endurance was also monstrous.

His Master looked at Chen Linfeng, who was earnestly studying, and stroked his beard in satisfaction.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since Chen Lifeng had joined the sect.

His master had been extremely satisfied with Chen Lifeng's rapid improvement over the past half year. The mystical arts passed down to him by his master were divided into nine stages. Chen Lifeng had now reached the second stage. His Master remembered that when he was at his grade, he had only reached the first stage of his training, and had only barely entered the rudimentary stage. Even at such a young age, Chen Lifeng had not been in contact with mystical arts for long and had already achieved such results. He could not help but exclaim in his heart, This child can be taught.

However, his master was also a bit worried — Chen Lifeng had such great talent and practiced so fast, it was hard not to be a bit anxious. Although the youngster's life was more arduous and made Chen Lifeng a lot more composed, he was after all only an eleven-year-old child.

Looking at Chen Lifeng's diligent sword practice, his master felt that his worries were unnecessary.

However, for the sake of Chen Lifeng's development, he stroked his goatee as a plan formed in his mind.

Although his master was inflexible, she was not stupid. The hard work Chen Lifeng had put into these past six months was all engraved in his heart. He did not want to hurt Chen Lifeng's enthusiasm for martial arts. However, if he did not take some measures and only allowed Chen Changsheng to train hard, he would not be able to achieve his goal.

Thus, his master informed Chen Lifeng to pack his bags and left after two days to attend the martial arts competition.

Actually, the martial arts competition should be called the youth martial arts competition. This was a tradition of the Nightmoon Continent, where it was held every three years. All the youths under the age of eighteen were qualified to participate in this type of grand event — including the young girl. As mentioned before, the Ye Continent values strength. As long as you have strength, you can do whatever you want here, regardless of gender.

And this martial arts competition was divided into the preliminaries and finals. The preliminaries were held in their respective cities. However, Chen Lifeng's hometown was a remote town, so he had to hurry to the nearest city. The semifinals were in the capital city of a country, the most prosperous place in a country. As for the finals, it would be held in the center of the continent.

His master calculated in his heart that with Chen Lifeng's monstrous talent, although he had only cultivated for half a year, he would be able to easily win the preliminaries. It was just the semifinals …

There were quite a few capable people in this country. However, if he lost in the semifinals, it was likely that Chen Lifeng would be unwilling. It would be difficult for him to be impetuous while practicing martial arts, and it would not be worth it if he lost his foundation.

After thinking it over, his master decided to bring Chen Lifeng to participate in the competition.

If it really turned out to be the worst situation he had imagined, then he would take Chen Lifeng to find his master. Although his master hadn't appeared for many years, as long as his master left the mountain, there were no other obstacles that he couldn't overcome.

When Chen Changsheng learned that his master was taking him to participate in the tournament, he was actually a little scared.

After all, such a grand event could only be held once every three years. Although he had practiced martial arts for many years, he didn't have any confidence in winning. However, it was impossible to disobey his master's orders, so he didn't dare to complain.

He thought, since his master wants him to do this, then he must have his own intentions. What he had done, was to instruct his master to do the best he could.

Chen Lifeng was not very old, and he did not have a deep understanding of many great truths. But at this time, all he thought of were his own masters. This would also explain why Chen Lifeng could improve so quickly in just half a year.

Most of the time, talent didn't represent everything. Compared to his terrifying talent, hard work seemed more important. However, for a child with such natural talent and intelligence to be able to remain calm and work hard, the accomplishments he could accomplish were definitely much more than the previous two.

It was just that at this time, Chen Lifeng was still kept in the dark by his master — because his master had never told him what level his ability was among those of the same age as him. He had also never told him what kind of student he was.

This was a blow to Chen Linfeng's originally triumphant heart. However, he did not complain. Instead, he studied even more diligently.

Feng Er, we will arrive at Qingcheng in a few days. His Master stroked her beard with a smile. Chen Changsheng felt a little nervous — this was the first time he had come to such a city. The little place they used to live in wasn't very bustling, so he didn't think much of it. Now that he had seen an even more prosperous city, he felt that the place he used to live in was very run-down.

His Master was quite a famous person, and many people who had seen him before respectfully called him Warrior Jiang. Only now did Chen Lifeng realize that he actually didn't know his master's name, nor did he know his master's background. He could only gloomily follow his master to train in martial arts.

There were many people who knew their master, but very few who knew Chen Lifeng. Most people treated him as a servant by their master's side. Although he had trained in martial arts for many years, he did not come from a noble family. Even though their father had not mistreated him, he had not been able to create a favorable environment for him to grow up in. Therefore, Chen Lifeng appeared to be much smaller than his peers. It was very normal for many famous people to bring a few attendants. Thus, most people only thought Chen Lifeng was an unremarkable little fellow.

But to be honest, Chen Lifeng really was an unremarkable little fellow.

Chen Lifeng was neither anxious nor angry at being treated in such a manner. After all, he had been raised under such gazes ever since he was a child. The look of contempt. When he was little, he didn't like that look. So he beat up the person who was looking at him that way. When he returned home, he told his father about this matter. He thought that his father would praise him, but who knew that his father would reward him with a I've told you so many times, don't cause trouble for me outside!

It was from that moment onwards that Chen Lifeng learned how to endure. He learned to survive under the scornful stares of the crowd. He learned to hide his anger.

Actually, Chen Lifeng's childhood wasn't that happy either.

However, this was also in accordance with the rules of the Moon Continent. How could the children of the Wen family be treated fairly in this continent?

Putting all these aside, let's first pay attention to the Martial Competition preliminaries that were being held in this city.

After his master registered for Chen Lifeng, he found a cool spot to sit down and watch his beloved disciple practice. No matter what, he was quite confident of his disciple. After all, he had seen all of this in Chen Lifeng's heart for the past year. If Chen Lifeng couldn't do it, he would be the first one to jump out.

Beating up Chen Lifeng.

In the words of the author, his Master was a little old man with a short temper.

However, he was earnestly practicing his sabresmanship — it was a genuine sabresmanship this time. This was because half a year ago, his master had bought a sabre for him. It was called Tang Dao, but it was still a nameless weapon during that time — Chen Lifeng had no idea at all.

CHAPTER 3 - WEAPONS

If one were to talk about Tang Dao, one would have to talk about the history of the Ye Yue Continent regarding weapons. The Yeyue Continent placed a heavy emphasis on martial arts. Naturally, the development of this weapon was increasing by the day. Therefore, all the warriors in the continent had a weapon that suited them. It could be said that everyone's weapon was different. As such, there was no place on the continent where weapons could be sold. There were only places where weapons could be forged. Each person's physique was different, so the weapons here were different as well.

Although he said that Chen Changsheng's blade was Tang Dao, he wasn't that certain. This was because this blade was slightly heavier than Tang Dao's. This was because although Chen Lifeng looked rather thin and weak, his strength was enormous. The ordinary blade in his hand was actually as light as a feather. Originally, his master thought that he had practiced using small branches for a long time, so the blade should have been lighter. However, he discovered that it was not as heavy as this blade. As a result, he had specially ordered people to find one of the heavier ores on the continent and forge a slightly heavier blade for Chen Lifeng to use.

As expected, the effect was better.

Not only was he satisfied with this blade, but he was also satisfied with it. Although he used to practice using tree branches before, he was born with a lot of strength, so the branches he used were also very heavy. Since the branch was not heavy enough, he stuck the stone to the branch and practiced. This way, even if it was just a tree branch, it would still suit him.

Now that he had received his Master's saber, his personality as a respected master had been pushed to the extreme. At first, he would do whatever his master said, but now, whatever his master said, he would do his best to do better.

This way, his master would be happy, and he would be happy as well. This could be considered a win-win situation.

His Master stroked her goatee and laughed even more happily. He only had this one disciple, so his hard work couldn't be any better. If he didn't work hard — Hehe, he had learned a lot of methods to punish from his own master …

Naturally, Chen Changsheng did not know what his master was thinking. He only focused on practicing the sword art and did not let down his master's good will. He knew that it wasn't easy for his Master to register for him, but with his current strength, there was no way to repay his Master other than getting a good place in the Martial Arts Competition.

Even Master couldn't say that he was unlucky to encounter such a straightforward disciple.

Feng Er, I think your knife technique is quite good. His Master looked and suddenly spoke.

Master, this is the saber technique passed down in disciple's family. Thank you, master, for your praise."

How can it be called false praise. Your blade technique is simple and practical. Although it was not extravagant, it was still a rare and good saber art. It seems that your ancestor was a smart person. His Master stroked her goatee and laughed even more happily. Although this blade technique wasn't personally taught to this little disciple by him, just looking at how powerful his disciple was made him happy.

There was really no need to say such a thing.

Seemingly noticing his master's good mood, Chen Lifeng practiced even harder.

Soon, the martial arts competition would begin. Chen Lifeng was still a little nervous, but his master didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Thus, he had no choice but to remain calm.

Actually, he was flustered and couldn't be blamed on Chen Changsheng. After all, he was just an eleven-year-old kid. Although he was mature, he still had