Obtaining the Yang Spiritual Root

Chapter 10: Obtaining the Yang Spiritual Root

Lin Le began burying the bodies. By the time the sun rose, he had buried them all.

After sprinkling some Pure Yang Virgin Boy Urine to suppress the yin energy, Lin Le looked at the stone slab in the courtyard, which was slightly higher than the surrounding ground, and couldn't help but mutter, "I hope the future owner of the house doesn't mind too much."

Shrugging, Lin Le prepared to go out for breakfast. Just then, a ray of sunlight shone down, falling upon him.

Huh?

Lin Le's body involuntarily paused. He felt something growing within him, but his body seemed unable to retain it.

Although he didn't know what it was, the warm sensation made Lin Le certain it would be beneficial for his body.

Lin Le started practicing his punches.

After a set of punches, Lin Le frowned because the martial art was ineffective.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and Lin Le stood in a White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist stance.

His blood surged like a river. Relying on his keen senses, Lin Le perceived that what he could tentatively call yang energy was gradually integrating into his flesh and blood.

After standing for over an hour, Lin Le only stopped when he felt his stomach rumbling.

He swung his fist, and surprise and joy filled his eyes. In just this short time, his strength had increased by two to three jin.

'It seems I've truly developed a Spiritual Root. It looks like a rare Yang Spiritual Root, but I don't know how many segments it has,' Lin Le judged.

Because his father in this life was a scholar with broad knowledge, Lin Le had heard about Spiritual Roots through his upbringing.

Spiritual Roots had twelve segments, with three segments forming one grade, divided into four grades: Extreme, Upper, Middle, and Lower. The most common were the five-element Spiritual Roots like Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. Rare ones were derivative or mutated attributes like Wind, Thunder, and Ice.

The Yang Spiritual Root was a mutated attribute of Fire, and it only manifested in males, making it quite uncommon.

Those with a Yang Spiritual Root were highly sought after by all sorts of seductive or demonic women. Wait!

Lin Le suddenly fell silent. Didn't that mean he had the so-called Cauldron Body constitution?

Shaking his head, Lin Le dismissed the thought. At least for now, having the Yang Spiritual Root was a good thing, allowing him to reach the Martial Master realm faster.

As for switching cultivation paths? The moment the thought surfaced, Lin Le rejected it. He needed immediate combat power, not to be completely defenseless.

Moreover, Lin Le estimated that his Yang Spiritual Root was probably only one segment, and the time for Hundred Days Foundation Establishment would likely be quite long.

But slow cultivation wasn't suitable for him now; the path of fighting to grow stronger was the one he should take.

He arrived at the stall he frequented these past few days and said, "Two bowls of wontons, with extra pickled vegetables."

"Coming right up," the stall owner replied.

While waiting, Lin Le felt someone watching him. He turned his head and saw a boy.

When the boy saw him look over, he darted into a nearby alley like a startled rabbit.

Was that the child from last night?

Lin Le turned back, not paying it much mind. After all, Wang Hu's death couldn't be kept secret. According to the confessions of the two thugs from a few days ago, Brother Wang had over a dozen subordinates. With so many people and no specific address, Lin Le didn't have time for assassination.

So, if the Evil Wolf Gang wanted to investigate, they would definitely find him.

The time for their reaction and investigation would be enough for him to reach the peak of human potential and become a Martial Master.

The wontons arrived. Lin Le added some vinegar and began eating heartily.

After finishing and paying, Lin Le stepped over a dark red bloodstain on the street – it was from the last thug last night.

Just as Lin Le paid it no mind, not many others did either.

In this man-eating world, incidents of murder and robbery erupted constantly. A bloodstain was too common.

At the White Ape Martial Arts School, Lin Le began practicing his spear. The nine strikes of the White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist were not to be revealed, and the second or third strikes were useless for altering his bone structure. It was better to focus on the spear.

However, as Lin Le practiced his spear, someone was not entirely pleased. Hou Guang walked over, "Junior Brother Lin, how has your Shoulder-Hunching Fist practice been recently?"

"I reached three strikes yesterday, Senior Brother Hou," Lin Le said, throwing a punch. Three sharp cracks echoed.

As these three strikes sounded, Hou Guang's eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

In less than ten days, he had reached three strikes. What monstrous comprehension!

Hou Guang glanced around and immediately pulled Lin Le aside. "Junior Brother Lin, there's a great opportunity here. Do you want it?"

"What opportunity?" Lin Le asked.

"An arranged marriage where you move into the bride's family," Hou Guang explained. "There's a wealthy family in the city with an only daughter, but she has a birthmark on her face that makes her look hideous. Therefore, families of equal standing don't want their sons to marry her, let alone move in. So, they have to look for someone from a lower background."

"But not just any toad can marry into their family. So, that household entrusts people like me to find talented but poor geniuses for them to evaluate."

"No, thank you." Lin Le refused directly after hearing it.

Due to his past life's values, he wasn't particularly resistant to the idea of moving in with his wife's family. If he were from an ordinary family, he might have tried it. But in this life, he had a blood feud to avenge, so starting a family at this time was clearly impossible.

Besides, he was only fourteen years old; it was too young.

"Don't refuse! Even if it doesn't work out, there are benefits!" Hou Guang grabbed Lin Le. "That household has set up four trials, and you get a tea money fee for passing each one. They won't let you go for nothing. There's this much."

Hou Guang held up his five fingers.

"Five taels?" Lin Le guessed.

"That's right," Hou Guang nodded.

Lin Le was tempted. After all, passing the three trials would earn him fifteen taels, enough to buy better pills and greatly shorten the time it took to become a Martial Master.

"Then what's in it for you, Senior Brother Hou?" Lin Le asked. "What percentage of my five taels will you take?"

"No need for that," Hou Guang waved his hand. "If you pass the first trial, I get one tael. If you pass the second trial, I get five taels. If you pass the third trial, I get fifteen taels. If you pass the fourth trial, I can get five hundred taels!"

By the end, Hou Guang couldn't help but feel excited, his voice growing louder. It was clear that five hundred taels was not a small sum to him either.

"What are the four trials then? I should at least be prepared," Lin Le said.

"No need to prepare. Except for the fourth trial, the other three won't be difficult for you, Junior Brother Lin," Hou Guang waved his hand.

"Still, let's hear them," Lin Le insisted. He didn't want to miss out on those fifteen taels.

"Alright." Seeing Lin Le's persistence, Hou Guang said, "The first trial is the simplest. It tests your physical health, whether you're sick, especially regarding... well, parents wouldn't want their daughter to be a widow, would they?"

"The second trial tests your talent. I'm not sure about this one. It seems to be dynamic and depends on the host family's wishes. However, with your comprehension, Junior Brother Lin, you should pass this one without issue."

"The third trial tests your literary skills – music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and so on. With your arithmetic skills, this trial is also a sure pass."

"The fourth trial is about chemistry. It depends on whether the daughter likes you. This trial..." Hou Guang glanced at Lin Le. "The daughter of that family is already twenty-four. She probably won't fancy a half-grown kid like you who hasn't even grown all his hair. So, you don't need to make yourself ugly that day."

Lin Le rolled his eyes. "Then you'd better figure out how to persuade that wealthy family to accept a half-grown kid like me into their home."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother is quite skilled in the art of persuasion," Hou Guang chuckled.