Chapter 2667 — The Family's Secret Art
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"What?" Yu Xiaoke's eyes went wide. She had never imagined that her family still possessed an ancestral cultivation art!
"But you must cultivate this secret art in secret, and before you have mastered it, you must never reveal it before others, lest disaster befall you. Back then, our family suffered its great upheaval precisely because of this secret art..." Yu Dake said cautiously. "Xiaoke, do you understand?"
"I... understand!" Yu Xiaoke nodded solemnly, her breathing a little quick, her heart pounding violently. Never had she imagined that her family's secret art was so important—an art that could bring death upon its possessor; what a formidable thing it must be!
At the same time, Yu Xiaoke felt a certain relief and joy. If her strength advanced by leaps and bounds, could she not then be together with the male thief? And with that strength, the way she repaid Wei Zhao could also become risking her life in his service, rather than selling her body.
"Mm, remember, you must not speak of it to anyone, not even your master!" Yu Dake enjoined gravely. "Fortunately, you have only trained in external martial arts and never cultivated an internal family's mental method. Otherwise, if you had cultivated some other internal method, it would be impossible to cultivate this one..."
"Mm..." Yu Xiaoke silently counted herself lucky, and only then did she realize why her brother had said it was well she had not cultivated an internal method and had trained in external arts instead—so this was the reason! In truth, the old director of the orphanage did possess internal mental methods, but she had simply never let Yu Xiaoke cultivate them, fearing that if Yu Xiaoke did, their enemies would discover it and come looking for her. After all, Yu Xiaoke often went out and showed herself in public, so the chance of exposure was far higher than her own; thus she had taught Yu Xiaoke only the external art of lightness, which by a strange twist of fate had turned out for the best.
"All right, we brother and sister have talked enough. Mr. Lin is still waiting outside; let's hurry and let him in!" Yu Dake said.
"All right." Yu Xiaoke's mood had improved considerably—first, because she now had a formidable mental method and mnemonic verse to cultivate, and second, because her brother had promised to explain her situation clearly to Wei Zhao—so the gloom that had clouded her face was gone.
Wei Zhao was a gentleman, and while Yu Dake and Yu Xiaoke talked, he had not eavesdropped; instead he stood at the end of the corridor gazing at the night view. Hearing the door open, Wei Zhao turned and walked over. "Finished talking?"
"Mm, Mr. Lin, I'm sorry—it took a little long. You weren't getting impatient, were you?" Yu Dake said apologetically.
"Not at all. Brother and sister reunited after so long apart—naturally you'd have a great deal of heartfelt words to share. This was already quick." Wei Zhao smiled. "I was all set to sit on the floor and cultivate!"
"That's good, then. Mr. Lin, please come in!" Yu Dake made a gesture of invitation and let Wei Zhao into the room.
After entering, Wei Zhao glanced at the room's furnishings, then sat straight down on Yu Xiaoke's bed. In truth, this was because in his heart he had naturally conflated her image with that of the male thief.