Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 241 - 15: Spiritual Fish

Chapter 241: Chapter 15: Spiritual Fish

Ding Yu heard this and his heart sank instantly to rock bottom.

The Qu Xiang Sect, such a reverse sect, shows signs of activity in many cities. Like rats crossing the street, nearly all city rulers forbid such sects from existing.

However, in recent years, reverse sects like the Qu Xiang Sect have been appearing more frequently, gradually showing a tendency to disrupt the Canglan Realm.

"Should I join?"

Ding Yu’s heart was bitter.

He was just enjoying the service of his concubine at home when first the official decree arrived, causing him trouble, and now there was the reverse sect at the door, trying to make him a member.

"You needn’t worry, my divine sect has always shown compassion for the people. A bow to the heavens is all it takes to become a person of the divine sect." The man wore a flowery mask, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Yet the bewitching words made Ding Yu’s wavering mind instantly firm.

"I am willing to join the sacred sect. Please, Incense Guide, lead the way!"

Ding Yu’s tone was firm, as if he was making the Qu Xiang Sect his faith.

Just as he finished speaking, he finally sensed the cold presence lingering around him quietly retreating.

"Not bad, it seems you do understand our divine sect to some extent." Through the mask, Chi Ziqin’s eyes showed satisfaction.

"Upon joining our divine sect, your strength is quite a talent in the Aperture Meridian realm. Here’s an opportunity for you to become the deputy Incense Guide." Entering the pavilion, Chi Ziqin said lightly.

"This is their true purpose!" Ding Yu’s heart tightened.

The opponent revealed their hidden dagger, joining the divine sect was just a pretext.

"To be trained by the sacred envoy is Ding’s blessing." Ding Yu responded earnestly, clasping his hands.

"Hehe." Chi Ziqin laughed softly, his gaze fixed on Ding Yu, his captivating black eyes seeming to see through Ding Yu completely: "Indeed, as you said, you are no fool."

After speaking, his gaze became indifferent as he looked at Ding Yu.

Ding Yu suddenly felt immense pressure bearing down on him, unknowingly breaking into a cold sweat.

The cool wind blew, leaving Ding Yu feeling chilled all over.

The courtyard was utterly quiet.

Gently turning around, Chi Ziqin looked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Sometimes, the wise are misled by their own wisdom." Chi Ziqin’s voice was calm, as if talking to himself or perhaps offering advice.

"Hehe." Ding Yu chuckled dryly twice.

It seemed tricky to deceive this Incense Guide.

"The day after tomorrow is the seventh day agreement." Chi Ziqin spoke again lightly: "For this matter, I only want one result."

Ding Yu was taken aback and listened in silence once more.

"Lin Yuan, dead!"

Chi Ziqin turned again to look at Ding Yu, his voice exceptionally calm.

"Lin Yuan dead?" Ding Yu was shocked.

What was Lin Yuan’s status?

The junior disciple of the Cloud Shadow lineage master, now the focus of everyone’s attention. During this key period of struggle between Cloud Shadow and Reflect Light, killing Lin Yuan is like igniting a powder keg!

To dare kill Lin Yuan! This Qu Xiang Sect is truly mad. Completely insane.

And let’s not forget that due to Lu Rong’s departure, the Cloud Shadow lineage appeared weaker, but remember Lu Rong eventually became a true disciple of the Fire Crow Sect.

No matter how fiercely the Reflect Light lineage presses, they’ve merely achieved dominance within the martial academy. Who truly dares to lay a lethal hand on the long-browed Taoist’s disciple?

In the future, when Lu Rong returns, who could withstand the wrath?

"On the seventh night, Lin Yuan quietly passes away inside the official’s residence." Chi Ziqin’s voice exuded a faint coldness: "Of course, it requires your action."

"Once this is accomplished, the divine sect will naturally remember your great contribution."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yu’s face instantly changed dramatically.

After a moment of hesitation, Ding Yu seemed to muster great determination: "Rest assured, master, I will ensure Lin Yuan doesn’t live to the eighth day."

Killing Lin Yuan at this time would have a huge impact. If there’s any mistake, Yun Huan Gang would be wiped out.

He had already begun calculating an escape and preparing to report to the Martial Academy.

For now, he could only agree with this man to stabilize the situation.

The Qu Xiang Sect was for lunatics; whoever wants to gamble with them does so at their own risk. He just wants to peacefully guard Yun Huan Gang’s patch of land.

But in the next moment, Chi Ziqin shattered all his illusions: "Starting today, you will adjust your state here. I can guide you. The night after tomorrow, we’ll set out together."

"Thank you, master, for your guidance."

Ding Yu bowed low, clasping his hands. But his gaze on the ground was dark as water.

Damn it, he’s under surveillance.

***********

Day six.

Upon returning today, Qiao Yuanjing had already ordered his subordinates to prepare lunch for Lin Yuan.

On the exquisite round table were many delicate dishes, but the centerpiece was a notably plump silver-scaled white fish.

Leading Lin Yuan to his seat, Qiao Yuanjing smiled and said: "Today, a fisherman caught a spirit fish. Please, give it a taste. Spirit fish are rare divine creatures and have a slight benefit to spiritual cultivation."

Lin Yuan nodded, picked up chopsticks, and tasted it. The fish was exceptionally delicious, surpassing any other fish he had ever eaten.

As soon as the fish entered his stomach, a robust surge of Qi-Blood emanated from the fish meat, accelerating his stomach’s movement.

Lin Yuan was stunned.

He clearly felt a craving in his stomach to digest more fish. This sensation hadn’t occurred since he consumed the pill.

Yet after tasting spirit fish meat, this feeling arose again.

Unable to resist, Lin Yuan’s appetite grew, and he scooped another bowl of fish soup to eat.

Lin Yuan felt his whole body warm; a bowl of fish soup seemed comparable to the Golden Cloud Pill.

Moreover, he sensed a faint aura heading towards his Dantian.

These subtle threads of aura infused into his spirit, clearly merging with it, and only a slight activation was needed to convert it into part of his own spirit.

"Truly capable of refining the spirit!" Lin Yuan couldn’t help but exclaim.

Although the aura provided by the spirit fish wasn’t much, accumulated over time, it could make one’s spirit significantly stronger than others.

"It’s indeed a good thing."

Lin Yuan nodded, unceremoniously consuming the entire spirit fish.

Given such effects, could Black Dragon Pond still allow others to touch it?

After finishing lunch, Lin Yuan again called Qiao Yuanjing: "Manager Qiao, I’d like to visit Black Dragon Pond again in the afternoon. You should handle the affairs of the residence and don’t need to accompany me."

"Yes, I will arrange it immediately."

At noon, a hidden small door in the official’s residence.

Lin Yuan mounted a strong horse with a special bloodline and rushed swiftly towards the east.

Qiao Yuanjing watched Lin Yuan’s departing figure and couldn’t help but sigh: "What is Sir Lin thinking? Today is the sixth day, and he’s still wandering around like this."

"Rumors are swirling outside. Hopefully, the long-browed Taoist truly has arrangements to clear obstacles for him."

"Otherwise, where would the Black Dragon Pond’s authority stand? Alas!" Qiao Yuanjing sighed and headed towards the central study hall.

Time slipped away, the golden crow set in the west.

Lin Yuan left so discreetly that almost no one knew he had already left the residence.

Yet few cared whether he stayed or not; everyone awaited the eighth day, to see how Lin Yuan would manage.

More precisely, they watched how the long-browed Taoist would handle the situation. This would determine which side they ultimately supported.

Nightfall.

A dark silhouette, mounted on a tall horse, silently entered the Yun Huan camp.

Casually asking directions, the person entered the inn and settled the horse.

Then they locked the door inside the inn, as a shadow flickered at the window, heading straight to the Yun Huan Gang Leader’s mansion.

Yun Huan Gang, Gang Leader’s Mansion.

Ding Yu honed his cultivation momentarily. One had to admit, the Qu Xiang Sect’s Chi Ziqin was indeed powerful.

With Chi’s random guidance, Ding Yu’s seventeenth aperture dimly showed signs of loosening.

While he was adjusting his breath, another shadow suddenly appeared in his perception.

"Again?"

Ding Yu was aghast.

This Incense Guide from the Qu Xiang Sect still hadn’t left!

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