Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 93 Something Is Wrong

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Something Is Wrong

"Young master, I also want to correct something. Old Dong has been drooling over the young masters of the Hundred Herbs Hall for a long time, and I know where his sheep pen is too. Let me go."

"Scoundrel, how dare you frame me."

With that leader, this group of human traffickers immediately got into a brawl.

Mei Weixuan frowned slightly and whispered into Zhong Lin’s ear, "Zhong Lin, seeing the way these scum look, Little Stone is probably not in their hands."

Zhong Lin also nodded and said, "I see."

He had already begun killing, and still no one admitted to kidnapping Little Stone. Chances are high that this group of traffickers doesn’t have him.

"But regardless, none of these people should think they’ll live to return. Tonight, I’ve made a big show of looking for him, and secretly, who knows how many are watching, including the one who kidnapped Stone. I want them to see: either they return Stone to me, or they’ll all die."

Mei Weixuan did not object either and agreed with Zhong Lin’s point of view.

"Anyway, they’re just a few scum with sores on their heads and pus on their feet. I’m mainly worried that the person behind this will become desperate and, God forbid, just..."

Zhong Lin’s heart sank, as he too worried about this.

"Enough, everyone shut up."

With a loud shout from Zhong Lin, the human traffickers stopped fighting instantly, looking at Zhong Lin in fear.

"Old Deng."

"I’m here."

Deng Yunsheng rushed forward.

"Send someone to take them and identify the doors one by one."

"Yes."

Deng Yunsheng did not dare slack off; he could feel the raging fire of anger in Zhong Lin’s heart. At this moment, never mind taking them to identify doors, even if asked to draw a sword and cut people, he dared not refuse.

...

After Deng Yunsheng escorted the human traffickers away, Zhong Lin coldly said to Liu Zhao, who was kneeling outside: "Get up."

"I dare not rise. I lost the young master. I have no face to meet the master. If anything happens to the young master, I will have no face to continue living."

Liu Zhao knelt on the ground, his head bowed, filled with remorse.

A chilling light flashed in Zhong Lin’s eyes. Liu Zhao was specifically sent by Zhong Lin to protect Stone, but due to his negligence, Little Stone was lost. At this moment, Zhong Lin wanted nothing more than to tear him into pieces.

"Your life is spared for now, take me to where Stone was lost."

"Yes."

Under Liu Zhao’s lead, everyone quickly headed toward the back hill where Little Stone went missing, lighting torches along the way.

The so-called back hill was actually a large mound in Tianyang County, made from soil piled up when digging the moat. Over time, trees and weeds grew on it, and it became known as the back hill.

Because it was in the city, and no large beasts were on it, it became a playground for many children, filled with the sound of their play every day.

"Young master, this is the last place the young master appeared."

Standing where he was, Zhong Lin scanned the surrounding area. The traces around had been destroyed due to Deng Yunsheng’s hill search.

But this was only to outsiders. In Zhong Lin’s eyes, amidst the chaotic footprints, he found Stone’s tracks.

Full Level. Seeking Breath Skill.

Back in Black Mountain County, in an attempt to obtain the Middle Third Grades Blood Coagulation Technique from the Du family, Zhong Lin specifically learned the Seeking Breath Skill from an old hunter.

The so-called Seeking Breath Skill identifies a target’s path through leftover scents, footprints, hair, droppings, and other remnants.

Ordinary people might face various restrictions in learning it, but for Zhong Lin, the system loading allowed him to directly reach full level, enabling him to track targets in the wild.

"Zhong Lin, don’t worry, even if I have to turn all of Tianyang County upside down, I will find Little Stone. I’ve already sent word for the entire Mei family to join the search, and you’ll be informed the moment there’s news."

Mei Weixuan stepped forward and patted Zhong Lin on the shoulder, offering comfort.

"That won’t be necessary anymore. I’ve found Stone’s trail, follow me."

Zhong Lin took great strides forward, weaving through the woods.

"Found it?"

Mei Weixuan looked bewildered, but he quickly followed.

The others dared not delay, holding torches and trailing closely behind.

"Zhong Lin, what’s the situation?"

"You forget what I did in Black Mountain County?"

"Artist?"

"That was a later profession. Before that, I was a hunter, and hunters excel at finding prey."

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhong Lin led the group to an abandoned estate.

"Brother Mei, do you know what this place is?"

The estate before them was extremely remote, with no lights around. Its darkness made it seem like a man-eating beast.

Mei Weixuan also looked up at the deserted estate, frowning.

"I have some impression. It’s said to be a house left over from the previous dynasty, inhabited by a grand family with over a thousand people. All were slaughtered in one night, staining the ground red with blood. Since then, it’s been abandoned. I remember some merchants from out of town wanted to buy and renovate it for living, and for some unknown reason, they all died too. Later, it was rumored to be haunted, and no one dared to come. Zhong Lin, are you sure Little Stone is here?"

Zhong Lin nodded: "At least he stopped here."

"Then what are we waiting for, let’s go in."

With that, he kicked the decayed door hard. With a loud bang, it collapsed.

Zhong Lin opened his mouth, wanting to utter reprimands that wouldn’t come out, so he could only wave his hand and lead the Guard Team inside.

By the light of the fire, Zhong Lin observed the deserted estate.

He found that this abandoned estate was the legendary kind of garden-style courtyard where you could supposedly row a boat inside. From the overgrown weeds and shattered stones in the forecourt now, one could vaguely see the grandeur of its heyday.

"Senior brother, something feels off."

Jing Yan, who had been following closely by Zhong Lin’s side, sniffed around, his brow furrowed.

Jing Yan was older than Zhong Lin. Logically, he should be the senior brother, but on East Mountain, Zhong Lin won him over with his Third Grade Alchemy, making Jing Yan willingly call him senior brother.

Zhong Lin glanced at Jing Yan, subtly asking in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Jing Yan looked around, as if trying to recall something, "I can’t say precisely, just feels wrong, especially the smell. It’s like I’ve smelled it somewhere before."

Jing Yan couldn’t articulate it, but Zhong Lin could see his unease.

Zhong Lin frowned and solemnly instructed those around him, "Be careful, draw your weapons."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

With the sound of light ringing, members of the Guard Team drew their long knives, their expressions vigilant as they surveyed the surroundings.

"What’s wrong?"

Mei Weixuan also looked puzzled.

"Jing Yan said something feels off."

"What’s off about it? Just the smell, which is even worse than a pigsty."