ATPnovel Chapter 10 News of the Secret Technique
Chapter 10 News of the Secret Technique
Wei Dachuan swallowed hard and forced a smile, saying, "Yes, yes! Steward Liu said he'll be here soon."
Senior brothers and sisters, you should...you should leave quickly. If Deacon Liu sees you, I'm afraid...I'm afraid it won't be good."
Then, he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "I, Wei Dachuan, swear to God I will never tell anyone about tonight's events! Given your positions, how could I... how could I dare to speak of such things?"
Liu Mozhen's expression shifted between light and dark: Kill him to silence him? What if Liu Jincai finds out? Oh well, he's just a lowly servant; he wouldn't dare to speak recklessly.
Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said menacingly, "You'd better remember what you said! If even a whisper of it leaks out, I'll make you wish you were dead."
After saying that, he exchanged a glance with Song Yali, then turned and disappeared into the night.
Seeing the two leave, Wei Dachuan's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"That was close...that was close..." He gasped for breath, his back completely soaked with cold sweat.
If I had made even the slightest mistake in my response, I would probably be a corpse by now.
After calming himself down a bit, he lowered his voice and tentatively asked, "They're gone. What do you want from me, sir? You don't want me to catch you in the act, do you?"
The bamboo grove was silent, and no one answered.
Wei Dachuan found it strange and wondered to himself: Could it be that he has left?
He raised his voice and asked again, "Sir? Are you still there?"
It remained deathly silent.
Wei Dachuan was filled with immense confusion and unease.
The other party went to great lengths to lure him here, but then disappeared without making any demands.
What is the purpose of this?
He was puzzled.
But one thing he was absolutely certain of: his two fatal weaknesses, the theft of elixirs and the discovery of the inner disciples' secret meeting, were already in the hands of that mysterious person.
If any one of these things were leaked, it would be enough to ruin him forever.
He felt like a puppet controlled by invisible threads, his life and death entirely in the hands of the other party.
This feeling of being controlled by others made him feel uneasy and restless.
He dared not linger any longer and fled the bamboo forest in a panic, deciding not to go out for the time being and to wait until things calmed down.
.......
After everyone had left, Shen Li emerged from the shadows.
He watched Wei Dachuan's retreating figure and thought to himself: You're lucky today, those two didn't kill you to silence you.
However, I'll spare your life; perhaps you'll be of some use in the future.
After tonight, Wei Dachuan's troubles will be completely resolved.
From now on, whenever I want, I can spread the word at any time and use the theft of medicine or the affair between the two lovers to make Wei Dachuan die without a burial place.
Even, if necessary, this can be used to blackmail him into becoming a hidden pawn.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Shen Li's face.
The feeling of being hidden behind the scenes, manipulating events at will, and controlling the fate of others is simply too wonderful.
He doesn't need to take action himself or fight with others; with the help and calculations of the system, he can resolve crises and counterattack his opponents without bloodshed.
......
The moonlight was like water in the simple cave in the herb garden.
Shen Li slowly opened her eyes, feeling the increasingly abundant and smoothly circulating magical power within her body, and a comfortable smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
For the past month, he has kept a low profile, devoting almost all his energy to cultivation.
During the day, he tended the herb garden, and at night he used the "Nine Revolutions Evergreen Technique" to nourish the spiritual plants and took the Spirit Gathering Pill to meditate and cultivate.
With diligent work, the harvest was also remarkable.
He could clearly feel the progress in his cultivation, as well as the length and purity of his magical power.
What delighted him even more was that the "Nine Revolutions Evergreen Technique" did not rely much on innate talent; it emphasized the natural order of all things and the appreciation of the vitality of plants.
The more profound the connection one can establish with the surrounding plants and living beings, the smoother the cultivation will be, complementing each other with spiritual plants.
This technique seems tailor-made for him.
With the aid of elixirs and spiritual plants, his cultivation speed, while not comparable to that of prodigies like Duanmu Yao, is now on par with that of ordinary inner disciples.
Shen Li felt increasingly satisfied with the daily divination system.
It not only bestowed upon him the techniques, but also pointed out a shortcut to acquiring resources.
Although he hadn't gained anything from this month, he knew that opportunities didn't have to be forced.
Filled with anticipation, he once again immersed his mind in his sea of consciousness:
Today's divination result: Minor good fortune.
[Suitable for: tailoring clothes, preparing a body for burial].
[Taboos: Separation, engagement, consecration].
[The Divination] You went to the Miscellaneous Service Hall and the Transmission Hall to make a copy of the magic technique. In the last page of the "Travels in the Central Divine Land" manuscript, you found a "Turtle Breathing and Qi Gathering Technique".
This method is an ancient secret technique that can conceal one's cultivation level.
Shen Li was overjoyed: The Turtle Breathing Technique? An ancient secret art?!
Can it conceal one's own cultivation level?
This is wonderful! I was just worried that my rapid progress in cultivation would arouse suspicion. This technique has come at the perfect time!
……
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight appeared.
Shen Li stood in front of the Dharma Transmission Pavilion in the Miscellaneous Service Hall, looking up at the building.
The palace is quite old, with grayish-blue walls. Although the upturned eaves still show traces of its former grandeur, they now appear somewhat dilapidated and desolate.
Although this place is called the Dharma Transmission Pavilion, it is actually more like a warehouse where inner disciples discard miscellaneous items.
All the basic cultivation techniques and spell jade slips that have been discarded by the inner sect and are of little use, or the travelogues, notes, and cultivation insights left by predecessors that no one cares about, and even those magical artifacts and flying swords that have lost their spiritual light and are almost abandoned, will be piled up here.
The first floor contains basic spells and techniques, the second floor contains various miscellaneous books, insights, and notes, and the third floor contains broken and scrap metal magical artifacts and weapons.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar hall, Shen Li felt a mix of emotions.
In the past, when he was short of money, he would instinctively avoid this place, because it would take three spirit stones to imprint even the most basic spell here.
The travelogues and journals on the second floor that no one wanted, and the abandoned magical artifacts on the third floor, were all clearly priced and sold without any rubbings.
The second-tier books cost five spirit stones each, and the third-tier items cost ten spirit stones each; no bargaining is allowed.
Five spirit stones were once a huge sum of money for him.
But now, as he touched the spirit stones in his storage bag, a sense of confidence welled up in his chest.
Places I once dared not even look at have now become treasure troves where I can "find treasures," a truly unexpected turn of events.
Shen Li took a deep breath and stepped through the door.
But as soon as he entered, a shrill yet familiar voice rang out: "Huh? Useless Shen? What a rare guest! You actually come to a place like this?"
Shen Li frowned slightly and glanced over, only to see a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face sitting behind a wooden table with his legs crossed, his face showing undisguised contempt.
This man was one of Wei Dachuan's henchmen, named Hou Peng. He was a sarcastic and mean-spirited person who had often ridiculed him in the past.