Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 75 You Don’t Believe Me

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 You Don’t Believe Me

"Zhong Lin, want to try something big?"

One sentence scared Zhong Lin, because he could tell exactly what this guy was up to by the way he turned around.

"Don’t do anything rash!"

Mei Weixuan looked at the two figures in black ahead and the faint scent of blood lingering in the air, and said excitedly, "What are you afraid of? They’re injured, and not lightly either. If we’re careful, we can handle it."

"Handle my ass," Zhong Lin said angrily. "They’re Upper Third Grade Martial Artists. Even if they’re injured, they’re not something small fry like us can mess with."

"You don’t trust me?"

Mei Weixuan had a face full of grievance.

"It’s not about trust. If we’re not careful, both our lives could end here. Don’t cause trouble."

At this moment, Zhong Lin wished he could stomp Mei Weixuan into the ground and put up a gravestone right there.

Those are Upper Third Grade Martial Artists, and the terrifying aura they emitted still gives him chills. Plus, they were able to escape from the Fortress Master of Heavenly Eagle Castle and the giant mutant eagle, which means they must have some unique skills. Provoking such people is just asking for death!

Mei Weixuan licked his lips and said, "If they were escaping somewhere else, I wouldn’t have any ideas. But they picked this unlucky path. Don’t forget, Master Yin is just up ahead."

"It’s only a half incense stick’s journey from here to our camp. If we can’t beat them, we can still escape, can’t we?"

"Zhong Lin, I’ve got nothing to show for today! We agreed to go treasure hunting together, you can’t let me go home empty-handed."

Zhong Lin’s mind quickly weighed the pros and cons. Just as Mei Weixuan said, these black-clad guys really made a poor choice of routes. There were so many paths to choose from, and they chose this one, with Master Yin waiting up ahead!

"Hurry up, if we don’t act soon, it’ll be too late. Complete this mission, and I’ll tell you a secret, a secret that can change your fate. Deal or no deal?" Mei Weixuan pressed urgently.

"What secret?"

"Master Yin is testing you, and if you pass, he plans to take you as his disciple."

Zhong Lin’s heart trembled. Yin Daoyan is testing him, and even plans to take him as a disciple?

This is a monumental matter.

These past half-months, Zhong Lin had learned a lot from Mei Weixuan about things he had never encountered before.

For example, Yin Daoyan is not only the Hall Master of Hundred Herbs Hall but also an Elder of the Sword Cauldron Sect, and the Sword Cauldron Sect is a super sect even Great Chen is cautious of.

Furthermore, the Qi Cultivation methods for the Upper Third Grades are only possessed by top families and sects; they are true Secret Techniques. It’s pointless to think of acquiring them with tactics like those used in Black Mountain County.

This is an opportunity.

"Alright."

"Haha, great, let’s go."

Zhong Lin reached for the Black Rosewood Bow on his back and said in a determined voice, "You go, I’ll cover you."

Mei Weixuan, who had taken a step forward, suddenly froze. His previously fervent gaze now showed a hint of hesitation.

"You don’t trust me?"

Zhong Lin returned the exact words back to him.

"The blade is merciless, why not we go together..."

Whiz!

Zhong Lin could not be bothered to continue the conversation. Once the decision was made, there was no need for idle talk.

He nocked an arrow on the bowstring.

The immense power of the Black Rosewood Bow launched the steel arrow swiftly, streaking through the night like a shadow.

The two black-clad men rushing forward heard a bang, and the next moment, a green stone in front of them shattered, a steel arrow half-embedded in the pile of stones, its fletching still quivering.

The man on the left felt a warm sensation in his chest and instinctively looked down.

Somehow, a fist-sized hole had appeared in his chest, faintly revealing his shattered internal organs.

This black-clad man opened his mouth, but he couldn’t utter a sound, and he died instantly.

Mei Weixuan gaped as he didn’t expect Zhong Lin to have such archery skills.

Zhong Lin’s face was serious as he drew another steel arrow, his muscles tensed, his power bending the Black Rosewood Bow into a full moon.

Whiz!

The steel arrow surged through the air with a sharp whistle.

The last remaining black-clad man, a Third Grade Inner Breath Realm martial arts expert of Heavenly Eagle Castle, was furious.

Enduring the pain of the three claw marks that went deep into his bone on his chest, he roared, swinging his sword with a force like cleaving a mountain.

The speed of the sword was as quick as lightning, truly like a streak of starlight, shooting like a bolt.

Clang!

The blade and the arrow collided with a thunderous clash.

The steel arrow shattered inch by inch under the pressure of this black-clad man’s inner breath, scattering into fragments.

But just as his mind eased, Mei Weixuan’s figure appeared at his left side.

"Falling Stars, Slash!"

With the sword in hand, Mei Weixuan moved like a black line, his body tearing through the air, making a sound like a flute.

The sword glowed with a crimson light, and he thrust it straight at the black-clad man’s chest.

"Ignorant child, die!"

The black-clad man roared in hatred at this sneak attacker, desperately turning his sword to slash at Mei Weixuan despite his own injuries.

"Danger."

Mei Weixuan’s heart raced, a terrifying sense of crisis overwhelming him.

Clang!

A massive force hit Mei Weixuan, making him feel like he had been struck by a mountain, sending him tumbling back, rolling hundreds of meters on the ground, in a pitiful state, with his sword left with a notch and fallen to the side.

He had underestimated the strength of an Upper Third Grade Martial Artist. The black-clad man’s sword, empowered by his inner breath, was like a whirlwind, able to cleave mountains and split rocks with ease.

Whiz!

Another arrow shrieked through the air, and the black-clad man, having wasted his energy trying to kill Mei Weixuan, was powerless to dodge, watching helplessly as the arrow flew toward him.

"No..."

In his final moment, the black-clad man gathered his remaining inner breath at his chest, trying to block Zhong Lin’s incoming arrow.

Boom!

The black-clad man was violently knocked back by the force of the steel arrow, breaking through his inner breath at the chest, piercing his heart, pinning him to the tree trunk behind him.

Zhong Lin stepped out from the darkness, bow in his left hand, string pulled back in his right, ready to shoot at any moment.

When he got closer, he found that the black-clad man was long dead, his eyes unseeing, breathless, with his heart already shredded by the arrow, leaving only a fist-sized hole, pinning him to the tree trunk.

Only then did Zhong Lin breathe a sigh of relief, turning to call out to Mei Weixuan in the distance, "Are you still alive? Make a noise if you are."

"Cough, cough, I’m hurt, come over and give me a hand."

Mei Weixuan’s weak voice came through.

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