ATPnovel Chapter 22 Destroying the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual
Chapter 22 Destroying the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual
Yue Feng asked Han Yan, "Are there any leads at the moment?"
Han Yan said, "These past few days, that group of Japanese merchants will be using the Fuwei Escort Agency to escort a large shipment. Aren't you on good terms with the Lin family? Why don't you ask them?"
Yue Feng nodded, and Han Yan, forcing himself to stand, walked away with heavy steps. As he passed Lin Zhennan and his son in the main hall, Lin Zhennan and his son bowed to him, saying, "Respectfully seeing off Lord Han!"
Han Yan stopped, glanced at them indifferently, and shook his head.
"You don't need to flatter me. Flattering the person upstairs will be more effective than anything else."
Lin Zhennan was still in shock when Han Yan's figure had already crossed the door frame and disappeared.
Lin Zhennan and his son looked at each other, then simultaneously took a step and rushed to the door of the private room.
"Lin Zhennan and his son from the Fuwei Escort Agency request an audience with Master Yue!"
"Come in."
After Lin Zhennan and his son entered, Yue Feng immediately said, "Don't call me 'Great Hero' anymore. I don't like that title. If you really don't know what to call me, just call me Mr. Yue."
Lin Zhennan and his son replied in unison, "Yes, Mr. Yue."
Yue Feng said, "Because of that guy surnamed Han's interruption, I've completely forgotten where we were. Do you guys remember?"
Lin Zhennan said respectfully, "I am willing to follow Mr. Yue to the death, and for this I am willing to offer up all the assets of Fuwei Escort Agency."
Without hesitation, Yue Feng said, "I don't want the Lin family's assets. I'll help you through this difficult time, but there's one condition and one requirement. The condition is that I can only help you if you meet the conditions; the requirement is that if you do it well, you won't owe me a favor. Understand?"
Lin Zhennan couldn't help but think, "The Huashan Sect is a large and powerful family, and Mr. Yue doesn't seem to be short of money. Simply giving him money won't make him happy." He glanced at Lin Pingzhi and thought, "I only regret that I was born a son. If I had a beautiful daughter, things would be much easier."
Seeing Lin Zhennan lost in thought, Yue Feng tapped the table with his knuckles. Lin Pingzhi quickly pulled Lin Zhennan aside.
Lin Zhennan snapped back to reality and hurriedly said, "Understood, understood. What are Mr. Yue's conditions and requirements?" He thought to himself, "If all else fails, I'll find an exceptionally beautiful woman in Fuzhou or Luoyang, adopt her as my goddaughter, and then give her to Mr. Yue."
Yue Feng stared at Lin Zhennan and asked, "Your Lin family has an old house in Xiangyang Lane, right? And there's a Buddhist shrine in that old house, right?"
Lin Zhennan was taken aback and asked Yue Feng, "This...this is a secret of my family. How did Mr. Yue know about it?"
Yue Feng said coldly, "Now it's my turn to ask you."
Lin Zhennan glanced at his son, thinking that this wretched child had probably told Mr. Yue sometime ago, and nodded: "Exactly. Would Mr. Yue like to go and take a look?"
"Hmm." Yue Feng said, standing up. Without saying a word, Lin Zhennan immediately led Yue Feng and Lin Pingzhi out of the Immortal Abode. They wandered through the vast city of Fuzhou, turning this way and that, and soon arrived at a stone bridge.
Yue Feng followed Lin Zhennan across the stone bridge and turned into a small alley next to it. At the end of the alley stood a large house with a black door and white walls, and an old vine was climbing on the wall, looking quite old.
Lin Zhennan opened the courtyard gate and led Yue Feng directly to the backyard. In the northwest corner of the backyard was a room, which was the Buddhist hall that Yue Feng wanted to see. Lin Zhennan led Yue Feng to the place and then stood at the door with his hands at his sides, watching to see what Yue Feng wanted to do.
Yue Feng surveyed the Buddhist hall and saw a traditional Chinese ink painting hanging in the center, depicting the back of Bodhidharma. Yue Feng noticed that Bodhidharma's left hand was behind his back, seemingly forming a sword gesture, while his right index finger pointed towards the ceiling. Yue Feng followed the direction of the index finger.
Lin Zhennan and his son also looked over, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, Yue Feng raised his palm and struck the roof that Damo had pointed to. With a muffled "bang," dirt and dust fell in a flurry, and the roof, which had withstood wind and rain without crumbling, was punched with a single palm, leaving a large hole.
Fearing they would be hit, Lin Zhennan and his son quickly dodged. Just as they were about to speak, a red object floated down from the hole in the roof. It looked like a monk's robe. Lin Zhennan and his son were dumbfounded. Before they could even react, Yue Feng had already grabbed the robe.
He unfolded his robe, looked it over, and a new entry appeared on the panel:
[Evil-Repelling Sword Technique: Not Yet Mastered]
The plus sign next to the entry was grayed out. Yue Feng guessed that it was because he did not meet the prerequisite for practicing this martial art, namely self-castration, so he could not add points to this martial art.
After reading it, he beckoned Lin Zhennan over, concealed the specific cultivation methods behind the robe, and only showed him the opening key points. Lin Zhennan's face turned green upon seeing it, and he stammered, "'To become the supreme master of the martial world, one must castrate oneself with a sword!' This, this…"
Yue Feng said softly, "Now you know why your ancestor Yuan Tu's martial arts were not passed down, right? Now you know why the Qingcheng Sect went to great lengths to send their entire force from thousands of miles away to Fuzhou to cause you trouble, under the guise of revenge, right?"
"Let me tell you, the Qingcheng Sect is nothing but a bunch of clowns on the surface. Who knows how many underworld bosses are secretly watching you!"
Although Lin Zhennan knew the Lin family was in danger these past few days, there were always some things he couldn't quite understand. Only now did he fully grasp the situation. While grateful to Yue Feng, he was also filled with doubt:
"Even though the Huashan Sect is one of the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects, it is still separated from Fuzhou by thousands of mountains and rivers. How could Mr. Yue know so many secrets? It seems that he must have a deeper background besides the Huashan Sect."
"Yes, perhaps he's a guest retainer of the Six Doors, just like Wang Xiaochun, or even of a higher rank. Otherwise, Lord Han wouldn't have been so polite to him..."
Thinking of this, Lin Zhennan became even more respectful and devoted to Yue Feng, feeling that being able to follow such a hero in his lifetime was truly a stroke of good fortune, like his ancestors' graves emitting auspicious smoke. At this moment, Lin Pingzhi, outside the door, asked curiously:
"Dad, what's that? Can I take a look?"
Lin Zhennan's expression changed, and he cursed, "Look at you, all you do all day is look! Go wait outside!"
Lin Pingzhi rarely received such a scolding; his head was buzzing, and he slipped away. Lin Zhennan shifted his gaze from the cassock and asked Yue Feng, "Mr. Yue, may I ask... what should be done with this cassock?"
Yue Feng said, "These are relics from your ancestors, why are you asking me about them?"
Lin Zhennan gritted his teeth and said, "Although it is an ancestral relic, it is also the source of chaos. If it weren't for Mr. Yue's early intervention, this item would not only have caused the destruction of my Lin family, but also stirred up a huge storm in the martial arts world. I, Zhennan, am unworthy and dare not destroy the ancestral relic, so I beg Mr. Yue... to do it for me!"
Yue Feng glanced at Lin Zhennan and nodded.
"Good, it's worth it for me to come all the way to Fujian to keep you safe."
As he spoke, Yue Feng subtly channeled his inner energy, crumpling the cassock in his hand. Instantly, the cassock transformed into hundreds of red butterflies, which were swept into the sky by a gentle breeze and vanished without a trace.
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