The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 67 - 64 Feng Jiu’s Challenge

Chapter 67: Chapter 64 Feng Jiu’s Challenge

Walking out of Lingxian Pavilion and hearing the bursts of exclamations and shouts that followed inside, Qing Yu knew that Jin Mingxuan must have succeeded.

Now that the purpose was achieved, he didn’t want to disturb Jin Mingxuan’s encounter with the fair lady, so it was better for him to return to the Yunlai Inn.

Although he pretended to be debauched, resembling an expert of romantic endeavors, in reality, Qing Yu was still a virgin. His aim tonight at Tianyue Workshop was to make connections with Jin Mingxuan. Since his task was accomplished, there was no point in wandering around here aimlessly, lest he lose control and lose his True Yang.

Qing Yu was a cultivator of Taoist Martial Arts, whether it was the Quanzhen Heart Method or Little Faceless Skill (acquired in Yang City and already started the cultivation), or even the Yang to Yin Exorcism Swordsmanship, fundamentally, all belonged within the Taoist domain.

For those who cultivated Taoist Martial Arts, this virginity and its associated True Yang were precious. In the early stages, maintaining True Yang would enhance the cultivation speed. During the middle stage, the benefit to cultivation became minimal, and losing it was not harmful, but at this time, the value of True Yang already began to be significant. In the late stages, the value of True Yang was substantial, if one could find a female practitioner of Pure Yin from the Taoist cultivation technique to engage in Dual Cultivation, a significant increase in power would not just be a dream.

Qing Yu hadn’t thought so far as the later stages but simply believed that for a moment of pleasure, it wasn’t worth losing a bit of help, especially when the loss was to an emotionless stranger he had never met before.

"Hm, this is getting interesting..."

As soon as he returned to Yunlai Inn, Qing Yu opened the door of his room and saw a white envelope placed on the square table directly facing the door.

Instead of opening the white envelope directly, Qing Yu first took out a small bottle from his pocket and sprinkled a few drops of the medicine on the envelope. After seeing that the envelope did not change color, he felt at peace and opened the envelope.

This was a poison-testing solution made by Qing Yu, combining Ping Yizhi’s Medical Skill and Lianhua Treasure Book, specifically for detecting poisonous substances.

Helpless, as someone who in his previous life watched Mr. Di, Lord Bao, and hundreds of episodes of Death God school children, mastering all sorts of poisoning techniques, and who himself was accustomed to poisoning having successfully poisoned several people, Qing Yu merely upon seeing this envelope of unknown origin, recalled various poisoning methods.

Unfolding the letter, it was filled with dense tiny characters. Seeing these tiny characters, Qing Yu couldn’t help but remember the word "cheat sheet," a word that had occupied several years of his youth.

Feeling a bit nostalgic about his youth, Qing Yu opened his eyes wide for a closer look. Wow, it really was a cheat sheet. The densely packed information on the paper was actually the exam answers for the entrance examination of Mountain River Academy happening in ten days, each item clearly separated and marked with numbers, stating that merely memorizing the contents of this letter would guarantee passing the entrance examination.

"Just providing the answers is fine, but why write such tiny characters? You people who copied it weren’t tired, but I’m tired from reading it," Qing Yu couldn’t help but feel both amused and frustrated.

Such tiny characters, just looking at them was enough to make eyes sore, let alone memorizing it. Eventually, he would have to rewrite the content in a regular font by himself.

"However, to get the answers now, it seems that the Six Gates’ influence in Mountain River Academy goes beyond my imagination," Qing Yu thought as he stroked his chin.

The entrance exam for the Mountain River Academy was only ten days away. Now, the exam questions had just been made, or perhaps had just been completed. To get the questions now, the provider must be someone very close to the creation of the questions, either the creator or someone in the higher echelons of the Academy.

Beyond this, Qing Yu had no further thoughts. He knew that those at Mountain River Academy were not just scholarly weaklings who only studied. There, the more talented one was, the higher their Combat Power. To steal the exam questions from them without being in the True Pill Realm or even the Divinity Realm was unthinkable, as Vast Righteous Qi would teach you a lesson.

And for a great master above True Pill Realm to steal a set of entrance exam questions, it’s more likely that Meng Shanhe and Ji Muqing were indulging in frivolous pursuits back then.

Stopping his rampant train of thought, Qing Yu started transcribing the exam questions and answers.

An hour later, Qing Yu finally finished transcribing all the content.

"Finally done. I don’t know who the hell made this letter, with such small and numerous characters. Don’t let me find out who it is..." Qing Yu yawned.

"Meng Brother, Meng Brother, are you there?" A voice came from outside the door.

"Jin Mingxuan? He should be meeting the fair lady in the warm silken tent, why did he come back?"

Though he was perplexed, Qing Yu still went to open the door for him.

Opening the door, a fervent face greeted him right away—it was indeed Jin Mingxuan.

"Meng Brother, you’re really here. Seeing the light in your room, I hardly dared to believe it. You were supposed to be looking for fun in Tianyue Workshop," Jin Mingxuan chuckled, "Can it be that you..."

His gaze shifted downward, aiming three inches below Qing Yu’s belly.

"I’m just not interested, is it okay if I don’t fancy those vulgar and greasy women?" Qing Yu responded irritably.

"But you, how did you come back so quickly? You couldn’t have been unable to do it, could you?"

"I... this, Meng Brother, hehe..." Jin Mingxuan initially wanted to argue animatedly but, thinking of something, he looked at Qing Yu with a sycophantic smile.

"Come in and talk."

...

Under the dim candlelight, Qing Yu expressionlessly poured some tea.

"So, you just came back like this?"

"I... yes."

"Jin Brother, are you foolish?" Qing Yu was truly disappointed this time, "I set you up with a poem, and you just run off to listen to a song, and without even seeing her face, you ran back. Jin Brother, I’m starting to doubt if you are a man."

"Miss Xian Yin is like a fairy descended to the earth, Meng Brother, how can you entertain such vulgar thoughts. And it’s not like I didn’t see Miss Xian Yin, it was just behind a curtain, so I didn’t see clearly," Jin Mingxuan countered.

Xian Yin, Qing Yu now knew the name of the Oiran of Lingxian Pavilion.

"Bullshit about a fairy, a fairy that ran to a brothel to be an Oiran, you must be joking with me. Behind a curtain is still not seeing, not seeing the face means not seeing her at all."

"This..."

"Do you still want my help?" Jin Mingxuan wanted to argue further, but Qing Yu shut him down with a single statement.

"Meng Brother, you must help me. That Feng Jiu is too presumptuous; he even claims that he will trample me under his feet tomorrow. I can’t bear this," Jin Mingxuan’s voice was filled with anguish, and to those unaware, it seemed like Feng Jiu had done something horrendous to him.

"He’s not wrong though. People rely on their real skills and learning. You... heh."

"Meng Brother, you have to help me. Can you bear to see your brother come all the way to Divine Capital, not even enter the Academy, and lose his reputation?"

"Doesn’t exactly amount to losing reputation, does it?"

"Meng Brother..." his voice grew more plaintive.

"Alright alright, I’m scared of you."

"Thank you, Meng Brother." Jin Mingxuan instantly switched to a beaming face.

Qing Yu was smiling too, but in his heart, such an easy opportunity to grant a favor, how could he not be happy?

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