Transport Route
"What do you know?" Lin Mu's lips curled into a cold smile.
He knew that Hua Xian was almost done.
Everything he did was aimed at breaking down his psychological defenses.
Hua Xian believed that his goal was money, not Qin Bingfeng.
Therefore, in his eyes, Lin Mu was nothing more than an arrogant and ignorant bandit.
Moreover, this person is particularly cruel.
He couldn't stand it either.
"Qin Bingfeng's cultivation path is not the orthodox one, and he keeps Lesser Fiend in captivity. If you have the guts, threaten him with this, and I guarantee he will give you the money!" Hua Xian said.
"And then, when I'm taking the money, you kill me! Do you really think I'm stupid?" Lin Mu retorted.
"He's still in the academy. As long as you're not one of the academy's people, what can he do to you?"
"But he has the Qin family behind him!"
"Only a few people in the Qin family know these things, so he couldn't possibly use the Qin family's influence to find you!"
"Is that so?" Lin Mu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I promise!" Hua Xian said.
"So, according to you, what should I do to threaten him?"
"You draft the letter and have someone deliver it to his Bedchamber gate. He will be terrified when he sees it. Then you tell him to put the money in the Mudflow River outside Sacred Origin Town. The Mudflow River has a complicated terrain. As long as you can find an escape route in advance, he will definitely not be able to find you!"
"Moreover, he is currently at a crucial stage in his cultivation, and he must cultivate every night, otherwise it will have an impact on him!" Hua Xian explained.
A hint of joy appeared deep in Lin Mu's eyes.
The information he wanted finally appeared.
He knew that Hua Xian was probably not lying to him.
So he was lucky.
It just so happens that the other person has reached a crucial point in their cultivation.
If we cause him some trouble at this time, he'll probably never forget it.
"Okay! Let's do as you say! Write a letter and I'll send it over!" Lin Mu said.
"I'll write it!" Hua Xian's eyes showed a hint of fear.
"Otherwise what? You want me to write it?" Lin Mu asked.
"Okay, I'll write it!" Hua Xian was a little frustrated. He knew that Qin Bingfeng recognized his handwriting.
Once this letter is written, the recipient will inevitably guess what it is.
It will definitely be difficult to get him to continue trusting me like this in the future.
Lin Mu took out paper and pen and placed them in front of him.
Hua Xian writes on the banknote.
Not long after, a letter appeared in front of him. The contents were simple, saying that Qin Bingfeng was raising Lesser Fiend and doing shady things. If he didn't want these things to be exposed, he should throw 100 million yuan into the Mudflow River.
"Alright!" Lin Mu waved his hand, and a tremendous force landed on him.
Hua Xian fainted.
Lin Mu walked to the side, took out paper and pen, and began to imitate the handwriting on the paper.
What he wants to do is make them kill each other.
After copying it once, a system notification sounded.
"Complete a handwriting tracing exercise and achieve 631 times the efficiency!"
In an instant, Lin Mu gained a clearer understanding of Hua Xian's handwriting.
Many details are clear to me.
At the same time, Lin Mu also discovered some unusual things.
Hua Xian's handwriting may seem messy, but there are some interconnected parts.
If you were to copy them, they would form a rather unique symbol.
Upon seeing this symbol, Lin Mu's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that Hua Xian was conveying some kind of message to the other party.
"I knew this guy wasn't as honest as he seemed!"
A cold smile crept across Lin Mu's lips.
He reviewed Hua Xian's expression as he wrote, pondering deeply.
Although Hua Xian was somewhat frightened at the time, there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
He clearly intended to use this character to convey a message, instructing Qin Bingfeng to kill him.
Lin Mu simply didn't know what the characters meant.
That gives him that confidence.
"If you ask him directly, he definitely won't tell you!" Lin Mu's eyes held a thoughtful expression.
After hesitating for a moment, he forged the handwriting and began to write.
Soon after, a completely new message appeared.
Looking at Hua Xian lying on the ground, Lin Mu had a cold smile on his lips.
Streams of Divine Soul Power surged in.
His consciousness was damaged to some extent.
After a long while, Lin Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was evening.
Hua Xian groggily opened his eyes and found himself bound hand and foot, with the letter he had written earlier placed on a stone.
From his angle, he can see the contents of the letter perfectly.
Hua Xian's expression changed abruptly, his eyes filled with terror.
The contents of the letter almost revealed Qin Bingfeng's secret.
Moreover, the letter contained unique distress symbols.
Qin Bingfeng would know that the letter was written by him when he saw this mark.
The contents of the letter could almost ruin Qin Bingfeng.
"How could this be? How could I have written something like this!" Hua Xian was somewhat out of it and had no way of knowing whether he had written it or not.
It felt like someone had just taken a drug and was still feeling dizzy and disoriented.
I've lost my rationality when it comes to many things.
"No, I absolutely cannot let Qin Bingfeng see this letter. Even if I tell him later that I didn't write it, he won't believe me!" Hua Xian thought to himself.
Lin Mu observed his expression from the shadows. He guessed correctly; Hua Xian knew the contents of the letter, and Qin Bingfeng was very afraid of being found out.
Lin Mu slowly walked out.
Let's talk!
Hua Xian's eyes were filled with terror when he saw Lin Mu.
He didn't know how Lin Mu got him to write that letter.
All he knew was that his good days were over once he fell into Lin Mu's hands.
"I'm giving you two choices: one, let me kill you; two, cooperate with me and help me get money from Qin Bingfeng, then I'll release you, and I'll destroy this letter!" Lin Mu said.
"Who exactly are you?!" Hua Xian demanded.
"I'm just a businessman who wants to make money, you can consider it!" Lin Mu said.
"I can cooperate with you, and I can guarantee you'll get the money!" Hua Xian seemed genuinely afraid and said without hesitation.
"You say!"
"The contents of this letter are all true. Qin Bingfeng has indeed been cultivating Demonic Art, and he needs a large amount of living people's Essence Blood and Divine Soul every day. This Essence Blood and Divine Soul is provided to him by a Mysterious Organization."
"Ge Xing transports them every day. They have a secret route within the academy, a route that is so well hidden that almost no one knows about it!"
Lin Mu looked puzzled. "Why would he want to cultivate Demonic Art within the academy? Wouldn't it be better to cultivate outside?"
"I don't know. I only know that he has powerful people behind him. He has a certain purpose in entering the academy and needs this identity!"
"Then what was the route he used to transport his Essence Blood and Divine Soul?"
"The defenses of Sacred Origin Martial School are extremely tight, making it almost impossible for outsiders to transport large quantities of supplies in and out. The only exception is the Cafeteria, where people come and go every day, and there are also a large number of live Fierce Beast. Qin Bingfeng transported his Essence Blood and Divine Soul in from there!"