{"id":10102,"date":"2019-12-26T12:00:55","date_gmt":"2019-12-26T17:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=10102"},"modified":"2020-02-21T01:07:17","modified_gmt":"2020-02-21T06:07:17","slug":"evss038","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/evss038\/","title":{"rendered":"Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 38"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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An Yuan\u2019s attitude changed since he lost his memory, and Han Changsheng was extremely dissatisfied with it. Even though the Dog Lord\u2019s personality used to be annoying, just asking for a beating. To be honest, he didn\u2019t hate it so much; it made him easy to fool. In just a few days of pretending, he regarded him as a good brother. When he jumped off a cliff, the Dog Lord had jumped right after him. Such deep feelings of devotion!\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Now, how did An Yuan\u2019s personality change into something so much worse? The Dog Lord wouldn\u2019t let him help heal the wound.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

What else was it? \u201cYour life and death are in my hands\u201d. How could he talk to a teacher that way?! Had all his senses of propriety, justice, integrity, and honor been fed to the dogs?<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan took a wild fruit for breakfast. Seeing Han Changsheng still sitting in his spot, he was stupefied. Without expression, he said, \u201cMy good Shifu, teach me sword skills from today on.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng couldn\u2019t breathe. \u201cDo you still want to learn?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan insisted, \u201cNaturally. I want to be strong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes. \u201cWhy do you want to get stronger? Do you remember anything?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan narrowed his eyes, and Han Changsheng shuddered. \u201cI want to be stronger so I can control everything in my hands and not be bullied again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cWho bullied you. . .?\u201d Han Changsheng asked. He thought of coaxing the Dog Lord to smile, but then the shocking image of the Dog Lord\u2019s face as he jumped off the cliff crossed his mind. His lips curled upwards. \u201cDon\u2019t you remember?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan squinted, but didn\u2019t answer.<\/span><\/p>

After breakfast, Han Changsheng meditated for a while. The mountain air was still very fresh, suitable for practicing. Thanks to An Yuan helping him recuperate the former night; he felt much better.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

However, while his body was at peace, his heart was not. He was already in a bad mood from the threats from the underworld\u2019s immortals. Now this fallen immortal Dog Lord dared to threaten him. He was the leader of the Demonic Cult. Could he go on like this?!<\/span><\/p>

Thinking long and hard, Han Changsheng decided not to encourage the Dog Lord\u2019s spirit. He had a few tricks up his sleeve. Didn\u2019t he have a few tactics in hand?<\/span><\/p>

After a while, An Yuan came over and said, \u201cLet\u2019s start practicing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Opening his eyes, Han Changsheng pointed to a pile of dirty clothes beside him, which had been soaked by his sweat the former night. Fortunately, before he went to the mountain, he remembered to buy several more sets of clothes for both of them to change and wash.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan didn\u2019t even look at them. \u201cNo washing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cIf you don\u2019t wash,\u201d Han Changsheng insisted, a bitterness in his voice, \u201cYou won\u2019t be taught to fight with a sword.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan\u2019s face was indifferent. \u201cThen you conquer your internal strength with just yourself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng sneered. \u201cIf I die, do you think you\u2019ll have a good life? I\u2019ve already poisoned you. If you don\u2019t obey, you\u2019ll suffer each night.\u201d <\/span>Was that not a good threat?<\/span><\/i><\/p>

An Yuan\u2019s eyebrows moved slightly, and he sneered. \u201cI need not even poison you. I can do a little something that will leave you <\/span>wishing for death<\/span><\/i> while helping you unblock your meridians.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Furious, Han Changsheng took out a bottle of Du Yuefei\u2019s special invigorating pills from his arms. \u201cThis is a special Xieling pill made by an expert. If you eat it, you will shit diarrhea nonstop for seven days and seven nights.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI sealed one of your meridians,\u201d An Yuan said, still not in a hurry. \u201cSo you cannot shit for seven days and seven nights.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng took out another bottle of blood nourishing pills. \u201cThis is a Yang impotence pill. Take this medicine, and you will become a living eunuch from now on!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI can make you stink to heaven. Everyone will notice it, regardless of if they are people, ghosts, pigs, or dogs.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng shivered.<\/span> An Yuan was so powerful? But, other than the Dog Lord, there are no other people in this valley, not even a single pig. If he did, wouldn\u2019t he. . . Pei, pei! What am I thinking?<\/span><\/i><\/p>

\u201cMadness, you\u2019re a fool that will call any man father and any woman mother!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI will use true Qi to collide your Lingquan acupoint<\/span>1<\/span>, so you won\u2019t know whether you are a man or a crazy dog! It will drive you mad!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThis is a fragrant and foul scent reversal pill. I\u2019ll make you stink like nobody\u2019s business!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI\u2019ll turn your five senses upside down!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI, I, I. . .\u201d Han Changsheng felt around for another bottle of Jinchuang medicine, \u201cThis is. . . This is. . . Disfigurement and scattered boils! It turns people hideous after use!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan\u2019s mouth drew downwards. \u201cYou just applied that on me yesterday.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Triumphantly, Han Changsheng said, \u201cThat\u2019s right! I\u2019ve drugged you! Go do the laundry and cook. Maybe then I would then consider giving you the antidote.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan sniffed. \u201cChildish.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u00a0\u201cFuck!\u201d Han Changsheng said angrily. \u201cYou\u2019re the one who\u2019s childish! Ludicrous! There is no cure!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan was too lazy to pester Han Changsheng anymore and grabbed the pile of dirty clothes. Seeing that Han Changsheng left his dirty underwear in it, he tossed them aside and said, \u201cWash these yourself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes. \u201cI don\u2019t know how.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Disdain written across his face, An Yuan said, \u201cYou haven\u2019t washed your underwear in twenty years?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Walking to the stream with the clothes in his arms, An Yuan called, \u201cIf you\u2019re not afraid of me painting something in it. . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng jumped up. Furiously taking his underwear, he went to the stream, himself.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cOh, by the way,\u201d An Yuan sneered, \u201cYour poisons. I saw you take one of each last night.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>

It wasn\u2019t a good day!<\/span><\/p>

That morning, they squatted by the river to wash clothes together.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan acted quickly, cleaning several articles of clothing in a short time. In the same period, Han Changsheng washed only his underwear, until–<\/span><\/p>

His underwear ripped in half in his hands.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Throwing aside the rags, he shouted, \u201cSword practice!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan\u2019s injury wasn\u2019t healed, so he didn\u2019t practice with high intensity. Han Changsheng asked him to practice stabbing motions toward the bamboo. Drawing a point on a pole, he ordered him to stab only the point every time. If it wasn\u2019t just right, he could damage it.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Elder Lan Fang taught Han Changsheng the essence of sword technique. It wasn\u2019t so mysterious. Those with fancy moves and skills weren\u2019t experts. The most exquisite moves were only composed of the simplest actions. The secret of winning lie buried within three words that everyone recognized: speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

But, today\u2019s children were often blind. They were too eager.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan didn\u2019t understand the plan Han Changsheng made for him, so he only concentrated on practicing. He\u2019d seen Han Changsheng\u2019s sword technique. Simple and sharp, but far from easy. Han Changsheng himself barely learned it in five days while trapped in the underground palace of the Peach Blossom Valley. In the past nineteen years, he was forced to practice by the old master and the hall leaders. If they weren\u2019t as forceful as they were, he wouldn\u2019t always drop everything to escape outside. All Elder Lanfang did was get him to understand.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

In the evening, An Yuan helped Han Changsheng guide his Qi to neutralize his internal power.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

He didn\u2019t know if An Yuan intended to retaliate.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng\u2019s whole body ached like when he practiced kung fu. Soon, he was soaked with cold sweat. An Yuan worked very hard to keep his internal force in balance. Palms to palms, An Yuan guided his Qi through Han Changsheng\u2019s body. Even the Dog Lord was sweating profusely.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng could do it alone, without An Yuan\u2019s help. However, An Yuan refused to teach him the meditative chant. He had to fake his strength.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Unable to stand the pain, Han Changsheng reluctantly drew up a smile. \u201cGood apprentice, you are looking too tired, and it pains me. You can tell me the meditative chant. Let your teacher do the hard work, himself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cShut up, if you don\u2019t want to go to Qi deviation,\u201d An Yuan said, his voice cold.<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng scolded the Dog Lord 108 times in his heart. Enduring his anger, he let himself be tormented.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Finally, An Yuan stopped. Sliding down to the ground, he immediately fell asleep. Han Changsheng curled up beside him, not saying another word.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

The next day, after An Yuan was done with the laundry, he returned to his practice.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

He was about to start stabbing the bamboo again when Han Changsheng stopped him. \u201cWait a minute. Let\u2019s change the way you\u2019re practicing today.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan stopped, arching an eyebrow.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cTrain your muscles today,\u201d Han Changsheng said. Stepping forward, he pinched An Yuan\u2019s arms and legs. His muscles were well proportioned. They weren\u2019t too much, nor too little. His distribution of strength and speed muscles was just right for a swordsman. Because a swordsman didn\u2019t need brute force required for weapons such as a broad ax or a meteor hammer, they needed to focus on dexterity. Therefore, swordsman masters looked thin in broad clothes, hidden under their normal clothes. Their strength wasn\u2019t to be underestimated, though.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Pleased with what he found, Han Changsheng grinned, then pretended to be displeased. \u201cYour muscles are poor. We need to carry out targeted training today to strengthen them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Returning his sword to its scabbard, An Yuan quietly waited for Han Changsheng to arrange his plan.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cToday, we need to strengthen your butt muscles,\u201d Han Changsheng pointed out. \u201cCome, like this!\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Taking An Yuan to a bamboo stalk, he bent it towards the ground, then released. The bamboo bounced back, hitting An Yuan\u2019s ass. In an instant, An Yuan\u2019s murderous aura permeated the area. A passing butterfly fell to the ground.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Fearlessly greeting eyes that could freeze magma, Han Changsheng said, \u201cLike this, practicing a hundred times today would be enough. It is important to know that gluteal muscles are the key part of connecting your waist and lower limb strength. Any swordsman must have strong gluteal muscles. . . Well, that\u2019s it. Practice on your own.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Their eyes met, and all the insects and animals started to escape in a hurry.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng sneered in his heart. <\/span>Ha, ha, ha! Do you think Laozi is easy to bully? Let\u2019s see who gets to trifle with whom!<\/span><\/i><\/p>

That night, An Yuan helped Han Changsheng dredge his true Qi. The third morning, Han Changsheng\u2019s buttocks were swollen and painful. His lower back felt as if it will snap at any moment, each step made him grimace in pain.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Since the Black and White Impermanence deities were busy, they opened the illusion and looked at the mortal world. They saw Han Changsheng and An Yuan living in seclusion, deep in the mountains. Each day, they fought like bitches<\/span>2<\/span>.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

It worried the Black Impermanence. \u201cYou said this mortal was unreliable. Can he help An Yuan transition back to his place?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The White Impermanence sighed. \u201cNow there is no other way. We can\u2019t interfere with mortals with our immortal power. We can only give them a bit of advice to see how much he can achieve. Is it not Lord\u2019s fate? It\u2019s all their creation.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The Black Impermanence connected the mirage to the star pool. Seeing An Yuan\u2019s star of disaster still tirelessly bright, he sighed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Du Yuefei\u2019s special wound medicine was very effective. After a few days, An Yuan\u2019s injury was all better. Han Changsheng had already developed more targeted training for him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

An Yuan\u2019s basic skills weren\u2019t bad. He had a good nature for martial arts practice. His efforts in one day often bested those who spent three or five days on the same exercises. However, the Yuehua Sect\u2019s intensity training was nothing compared to what Han Changsheng went through as a child, so he was still worse off than Han Changsheng.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Besides his basic sword moves, Han Changsheng began teaching him technique comprehension.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

When Han Changsheng was in the same place, Elder Lan Fang threw him into the underground palace of vines. Eager to leave, he unconsciously realized his true lesson. But, he couldn\u2019t provide those conditions for An Yuan. He didn\u2019t have the elder\u2019s wealth of knowledge, and An Yuan was his first apprentice. He was clumsy and could only voice his lessons.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cClose your eyes, treat all the bamboo around you as enemies. Find their weakness, and attack them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cBut, the bamboo are all dead things.\u201d An Yuan said.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cDon\u2019t be so brainless!\u201d Han Changsheng replied. \u201cYou can also regard the enemy as a dead thing. As long as you are fast enough or can expect their actions soon enough to find their weakness, aren\u2019t they as good as dead? I taught you to practice with bamboo, flowers, trees, and water so you could understand the extent of your sword. Think of it as a part of your body, like your hand, and close your eyes to strengthen the feeling. Achieve the integration of man and weapon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cUnderstand that what matters is not the enemy, but your sword.\u201d Finishing his lecture, Han Changsheng picked his nose and flicked it away. A lot of things could be understood, but not spoken. Han Changsheng couldn\u2019t teach people at all. He wanted to send the dog lord back to Elder Lan Fang for his advice. Luckily, they still had a while before the Wulin conference. He could grind it.<\/span><\/p>

Unexpectedly, the Dog Lord listened. He closed his eyes.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

A moment later, An Yuan woke from his epiphany and drew his sword from its scabbard. He danced in the bamboo forest.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Han Changsheng watched his every movement, stunned. Compared to the time he\u2019d spent in the Yuehua Sect, he was advanced. The guy\u2019s talent. . . was unlimited.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Watching An Yuan\u2019s figure as he moved through his dance, Han Changsheng couldn\u2019t hold in his itch to practice and joined him.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

There was no end to martial arts. No matter how good you think you are, there is always someone out there that is better. Thus, no matter how powerful they already were, they strove to be stronger. If none could surpass them, then they should attempt to surpass themselves.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

That evening, An Yuan again helped Han Changsheng dredge his Qi. After that, when the man fell asleep, An Yuan moved to his side. Looking down at him with his eyebrows creased in the moonlight, he whispered to himself.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

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