Beijiang Prefecture, Linyuan County.
This place is behind East Spring County.
And East Spring County has already beco the "front line".
Fierce battles erupted between the Xinghai and the Martial Artists between East Spring County and the original Xichuan County.
The injured on the side of the Martial Artists were naturally unsuitable to remain at the front line.
Linyuan County beca the best place to accommodate the injured.
The Upper Envoy "Mu Hua" of Divine Wood Hall and the Upper Envoy "Shan Baishou" of Mountain Hall were both recuperating in this county due to their injuries.
However, once a Martial Artist reaches Sixth Grade, their recovery ability becos quite terrifying.
As long as they are not killed imdiately, they can use Shadow Blood to construct an Ancestral Talisman, inscribe it on their body, and the wounds can heal. Even if their arms, legs, or even their body were cut in half, they could recover.
However, this is for normal wounds only.
The attack thods of the Xinghai seem inherently unfavorable to the Martial Artists. To heal from these wounds, Martial Artists need to continuously assault the wounds with Ancestral Shadow Blood to cleanse the Yin Qi from within.
The wounds cannot heal until the Yin Qi is dispelled.
Mu Hua was hit by a Xinghai attack, and his entire body almost turned to "sugar". Fortunately, he reacted quickly and continuously struck his body with Ancestral Shadow Blood during the "sugaring" process, allowing him to maintain a trace of life.
After the incident, a group of disciples guarded him in the center, and the Xinghai couldn’t attack further.
Or rather, the Xinghai wouldn’t attack further.
Xinghai are scarce in number, and each operates like an assassin, striking once and regardless of hit or miss, retreating thousands of miles, never to appear again.
Thus, these Martial Artists began referring to Xinghai as "Ghost Assassins" to differentiate them from ordinary assassins.
Ordinary assassins in the social world resort to poison, hidden weapons, and disguise, but the myriad strange abilities of the Xinghai significantly expand the ans of "assassination".
As Mu Hua recuperated, he used Ancestral Shadow Blood to stabilize his injuries, then gradually pushed the Yin Qi into his left arm, causing the entire arm to turn into sugar. If careless, if this sugar cracks, he feared losing his left arm as well.
In the days that followed, as he healed, Mu Hua gradually used Shadow Blood to expel the Yin Qi, and the "sugar arm" began to recover back into flesh and blood, re-integrating into the circulation of Shadow Blood.
Now, he could be considered recovered.
But after recovery, Mu Hua didn’t imdiately head to the front lines. Instead, he wandered the county, partly to adjust to his recovered body, and partly to think about how to deal with Xinghai.
While pondering, he suddenly heard cursing from a tavern beside him.
"What?
Your tavern doesn’t even have Spring Dream Brew?"
"Heh, Spring Dream Brew, what’s that stuff?
Can it compare to the Ma Tau liquor we serve in our shop?
Go away, if you don’t want to drink, then leave. Acting tough?
Don’t you know where you are! Most annoying are those who rely on a bit of skill to act arrogant as outsiders."
Then ca a sound of arguing.
Afterwards, several big n were thrown down from the upstairs, shouting "ouch, ouch".
Out of curiosity, Mu Hua glanced upstairs and saw a burly man with a crew cut clenching his fists with a cracking sound.
Mu Hua originally didn’t care to ddle in such tavern matters of the social world.
But he suddenly stopped because he felt the man’s body was surging with Shadow Blood, and the unrestrained sound of blood waves striking flesh and organs sounded like lead, rcury, and iron sand, tide hitting bones, transmitting an oppressive whimper.
Mu Hua’s pupils contracted.
This mighty life force was all too familiar to him.
Because a Seventh Grade Martial Artist wouldn’t have such a concentration of life force.
Only a Sixth Grade...
Mu Hua suddenly beca interested.
And after the big n downstairs were thrown, each was suppressed by the man’s presence, not daring to move, realizing they had offended soone not to be ssed with, they dared not utter threats, nor ntion any relatives of theirs do what, they scrambled away after getting up.
And upstairs in the tavern, the waiter who was acting tough had already fallen to his knees, his legs trembling, and his forehead continuously knocking against the wooden floor.
Soon the tavern owner was alard, soone with good eyes, imdiately firing the waiter, then carefully offering the waiter to the man to deal with as he pleased.
Mu Hua watched quietly.
To be honest, in his heart, that waiter daring to offend a Sixth Grade martial artist, even unintentionally, was seeking death. It seems the tavern had so gang background, the waiter usually arrogant to outsiders, didn’t expect to kick the iron plate today.
But even if the man killed the waiter, he wouldn’t interfere.
Surprisingly, the man didn’t kill him but rely said, "Bad luck, coming to drink and running into such trouble."
The tavern owner quickly apologized cautiously, and then promptly ordered soone to get so Spring Dream Brew from the neighboring shop.
However, the man got up disinterestedly, and after asking which shop next door, hurried over.
Leaving the tavern owner standing speechless and fearful, after a long while, saying, "Next ti when the Ningyu Comrce Association cos, buy so Spring Dream Brew to stock."
The nearby shopkeeper originally wanted to say, "We’re a legitimate shop, bringing in other shops’ liquor, wouldn’t that ruin our own reputation?" but couldn’t bring himself to say it in such a situation, rely responding, "Yes."
This man was none other than Li Yuan.
He ca here today as per an arrangent with Yan Mu.
Yan Mu understood Mu Hua and was aware of Mu Hua’s recovery progress. He provided the information so Li Yuan went to "wait for his prey," while also expanding the market for his own liquor.
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