"Compared to before, using Source Power to enhance strength now costs only half."
"In the future, look for more dicinal formulas like the Dust-Free Blood Coagulation Powder. Only formulas with significant side effects, which Martial Artists can’t use, offer the best value for money."
Lin Zheyu thought to himself.
He had an idea in mind but didn’t dare to try it casually, nor did he have the opportunity.
It was the living corpse he once saw in Dabashan, where a mysterious array in a secret chamber could gather Yin evil power to nourish the living corpse.
Lin Zheyu felt that the Yin evil power gathered by the array could likely be used by the mysterious energy contained in Source Power as an energy source.
However, the Yin evil power gathered by the array was extrely scattered, and its concentration wasn’t very high; its advantage was in being continuous, endless.
If Lin Zheyu wanted to try it, he needed to find a way to concentrate the Yin evil power to form a high concentration of Yin evil energy.
...
...
Ti flew by.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.
Lin Zheyu had been in Bafang City for nearly a month.
Over the past month, besides cultivating and searching for traces of his master Liang Song, he went out to hunt fierce beasts, living a very fulfilling life.
In Tianxiang Tower.
Tianxiang Tower is a famous teahouse in Bafang City, though not the most popular, it is the oldest.
Lin Zheyu found a spot by the window, sitting leisurely, sipping tea and listening to stories.
In this teahouse, the stories were no longer the few he had written in Songyi City, but rather the "Seeking Immortality Chronicles."
This is an old story that has been widely circulated.
It tells the story of a court official, once dismissed, who disenchanted, seeks immortality after hearing stories of Immortals.
Although it is an old story, it was Lin Zheyu’s first ti hearing it, and he found it thoroughly engaging.
"Did you hear, Songyi City has also fallen."
"So soon!"
"Indeed, the chaos army ca with such montum; could they not even hold Bafang City?" soone worriedly said.
"Impossible, Bafang City is located at a crucial intersection. If Bafang City falls, then most of the cities in the Southern Barbarians region won’t hold."
"..."
Listening to the discussions of other tea patrons, Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but sigh.
Songyi City couldn’t hold either, and it was also captured by the chaos army.
He wondered how his senior brother fared; with his strength in the Qi Blood Realm, he shouldn’t be in trouble.
After listening to so stories and scanning the area, Lin Zheyu did not see his master Liang Song’s figure.
He finished his remaining drink, stood up, and walked to the next teahouse.
Lin Zheyu planned to stay in Bafang City for three months, hunting fierce beasts to temper his Martial Dao belief, saving money while searching for any trace of his master Liang Song.
If he couldn’t find him, there was nothing he could do; he had already done his best.
Lin Zheyu couldn’t stay indefinitely in Bafang City.
Bafang City didn’t have the Cultivation Techniques he desired.
Lin Zheyu had grand ambitions, wanting to cultivate to the Qi Blood Dragon Realm, and then seek a breakthrough to the Marrow Refining Realm.
But in Bafang City, powerful Cultivation Techniques were rare, not to ntion ones that could be cultivated to the Qi Blood Dragon Realm.
The chances of finding a technique in Bafang City capable of cultivating to the Qi Blood Dragon Realm were slim, almost none.
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...
Morning.
The sky was just getting light.
"Mr. Lin, you’re leaving again!"
Just stepping out of the courtyard, Lin Zheyu saw Han Tianshun, squatting outside with a bowl, looking sowhat displeased.
"Xiaoshun, why are you up so early today?" Lin Zheyu asked with a smile.
"Mother found a private school for , starting today I have to go to school."
"Uncle, could you tell Mother that I don’t want to go to the private school, I want to train in martial arts with you," Han Tianshun said, pouting, looking at Lin Zheyu with hopeful eyes.
"I’m afraid I can’t help with that."
"You should study well in the private school. Martial arts also require reading and literacy, without knowing the characters, even if you got a martial arts manual, you wouldn’t understand it."
"If you want to practice martial arts, I’ll teach you when you co back from school."
Lin Zheyu said with a smile.
"No need, I like studying, goodbye uncle." Han Tianshun said, holding his bowl, fleeing into his courtyard.
Reading and writing is already hard enough, having to practice martial arts after that would be too much.
"Haha."
Lin Zheyu chuckled softly.
The news of Songyi City’s fall ca, and Han Mo’s parents and wife, along with their sensible children, were all very worried every day.
To this, Lin Zheyu could do nothing.
As strong as he was, he was powerless in the face of a large army.
In the early morning, the city gates were bustling, mostly with passing rchant caravans and teams of refugees seeking shelter.
Upon leaving the city, one could see scattered refugees along the way.
These refugees, after arriving in Bafang City, camped outside the city, either receiving aid or taking odd jobs to get by.
In the forest, Lin Zheyu found a hidden spot, disguising himself as a ferocious, domineering middle-aged man.
Rustle.
There were subtle sounds in the forest.
The outer parts didn’t have many surviving beasts, most were common wild animals; the powerful fierce beasts were destroyed by the city guards stationed in Bafang City.
Once disguised as a middle-aged man, Lin Zheyu no longer hid his strength, tapping lightly with his toes, shooting out like an arrow.
He moved incredibly fast, each step bursting with strong force, yet when stepping on the trees, no sound was made.
Hunting is a skillful task, requiring sufficient knowledge, experience, patience, and strength.
Lin Zheyu didn’t have much hunting knowledge or experience, relying purely on his high skills and a bit of luck to hunt.
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