Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 225: Opportunities for the petty person on February 23rd

Chapter 225: Opportunities for the petty person on February 23rd

Ye Qiu could imagine that his refusal had probably offended these people, even causing embarrassment for Vice President Wang, but he had his standards. He did not like people with too strong a purpose, especially those who had designs on him.

Actually, there was nothing wrong with passing on the ’Thirty-six Needles Technique’ of Hua Tuo, even if he taught these people, without the assistance of True Qi, the effects would be completely different.

If these people were not so eager for quick success and instant benefits, perhaps he would have considered it. He was not one to hoard his knowledge selfishly.

Enough, Ye Qiu shook his head. Whether he would pass on the ’Thirty-six Needles Technique’ of Hua Tuo to others, he could consider that in the future.

As for whether those who wanted to become his disciples would bear a grudge against Ye Qiu for this, Ye Qiu didn’t care to bother himself with that. Anyway, he had no plans to open a clinic and treat people, a few practitioners of Chinese medicine could not pose any threat to him.

The three middle-aged men who wished to become disciples were quite furious. In their eyes, Ye Qiu was someone who did not appreciate favors. Considering who they were, even in the Capital City, they were prominent figures with extensive connections. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have initially made the grand statement to help Vice President Wang remove the word ’vice’ from his title and become the head of the hospital!

Vice President Wang tried to appease them, "Gentlemen, please don’t mind it. Everyone highly skilled in medical skills has his temper. Although Ye Xian nephew hasn’t agreed to take disciples, discussing Chinese medicine with him is still possible."

One of the three men said coldly, "This young man is arrogant. Having refused us, he will pay the price for this."

Vice President Wang sighed and didn’t say more, slowly shaking his head.

...

The Goddess Villa once again became quiet, but the martial arts world was in turmoil.

Recently, another martial artist was murdered for no apparent reason, and the killer remained at large, vanishing without a trace.

This was the third time.

Inside Zhonggu Tang.

"This damned person, time and again assassinating our martial artists, and this time even more ferociously, killing over twenty people," someone said bitterly, their eyes filled with murderous intent, as among the dead were their friends.

There were not many martial artists to begin with. Mastering martial arts depended first on talent, then on effort. Those who made a name for themselves in the martial arts world were all people of a certain resolve. Such martial artists, if killed, was one less among them. It seemed unrelated to others, but on further thought, this was weakening the power of the martial arts world.

"Senior Chen, our Southern martial arts community has suffered such unwarranted losses. To say that the Northern martial arts community has nothing to do with it, I myself do not believe," someone deliberately steered the topic back to the Northern martial arts community.

"It shouldn’t be, haven’t our Southern martial arts and their Northern martial arts reached an agreement to find the murderer together?" someone retorted.

"That’s what’s said, but look at the people the Northern martial arts have sent over. They’re all just a bunch of good-for-nothings who only know how to eat and drink. I think they’re just here to freeload and act like big shots," someone said angrily.

This remark led many to nod in agreement. The temporary peace between the Southern and Northern martial arts seemed to be hovering with mutual wariness in reality.

"Alright, I will decide on this matter," Chen Yifeng interrupted the discussion. As soon as he spoke, no one dared to say more, and they all fell silent.

Previously in the martial arts world, only a few people died, but this time, over twenty people were killed, which made Chen Yifeng suspect the Northern martial arts, much like everyone else. However, the appearance of a suspicious clue made him dismiss this thought.

At the scene, a long, strange, and hairy finger was discovered, which made him recall the mysterious force that had made a move against him previously. Could it be that the mastermind behind all this was that mysterious force?

If so, it would explain why so many had died all at once.

With the upcoming martial arts conference between the North and South, such incidents were indeed troublesome.

If he allowed the adversary to continue their wanton acts, continuing to harm the people of his Southern martial arts community, as a representative, Chen Yifeng would lose face.

Chen Yifeng, although not at the True Qi realm, was esteemed in terms of reputation, seniority, and experience, a senior figure within the martial world; otherwise, he wouldn’t have received the joint support of the major families to become the representative of the Southern Martial Arts.

Chen Yifeng had already devised a strategy. Since the representatives from the Northern Martial Arts were only here for show, it was up to his Southern Martial Arts comrades to capture the assassins.

...

Ancient trees shrouded in the aroma of tea; hidden blades beneath a blanket of snow.

Fujikawa Ueno sat upright under the eaves, with a tea set placed on a wooden table before him. He sipped his tea, admiring the snowy scene, and caressed his katana.

Blood from another ten people now adorned the blade. A satisfied smile spread across Fujikawa Ueno’s face.

With additional hands under his command, a wave of assassinations swept through the martial world, stirring chaos. To Fujikawa Ueno, everything was perfect.

Killing people, drinking tea - such had been his days in China for nearly three months.

Before long, Cui Zisong approached and respectfully said, "Master, all your friends have been taken care of."

Fujikawa Ueno nodded and replied, "Good, do not disturb them without my order."

"I understand," Cui Zisong nodded in agreement.

He was not foolish; these sudden arrivals from the island nation, each one in a suit and tie, emitted a terrifying presence. They were taller than many other islanders, with robust physiques that made it hard to believe they were islanders at all.

By chance, he witnessed these men who were about his age snap steel bars and stones barehanded, making his eyes bulge with shock.

What kind of intensive training allowed these men to become so formidable? Cui Zisong wondered in awe, feeling enviously that if he possessed such strength, what a wonderful thing it would be.

Perhaps seeing through Cui Zisong’s thoughts, Fujikawa Ueno asked, "Did you see those men in action?"

His tone carried a hint of suspicion. Cui Zisong started to shake his head, but seeing Fujikawa Ueno’s stern expression, he nodded and apologized, "It was unintentional, Master."

"Hehe, do you envy them?" Fujikawa Ueno asked with a chuckle.

Cui Zisong, unashamed, replied, "Each one of them is incredibly strong. My natural talent is mediocre; I don’t know how many years it would take for me to achieve such feats."

In recent times, Cui Zisong had become much more reserved, no longer as arrogant as before, especially after Ye Qiu’s battle with his master, which made him dare not show off in front of Ye Qiu anymore. Consequently, he seldom appeared before others, serving Fujikawa Ueno in hopes that his master would grow stronger.

"You are my disciple. If I say I have a way to make you as strong as them or even stronger, how would you repay your master?" Fujikawa Ueno said.

At these words, Cui Zisong’s heart stirred, and he immediately responded, "My life is yours, Master. If I can be of any help to you, just command me, and I will not hesitate."

Hearing Cui Zisong’s declaration, Fujikawa Ueno smiled, then continued, "Even if I order you to kill, you would not hesitate, right?"

Cui Zisong was taken aback for a moment, but seeing the rare opportunity to grow stronger, he nodded emphatically, "Whoever you ask me to kill, I will kill, Master. I am utterly devoted to you."

"Haha, very good..." After hearing Cui Zisong’s words, Fujikawa Ueno laughed heartily and said, "Don’t be in a hurry. In a few more days, I will fulfill your wishes and make you as powerful as they are."

Cui Zisong was secretly thrilled, wondering how his master would train him and quietly looking forward to it.

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