True Inheritance

Chen Xian pulled down the clothing over her left shoulder with a pained expression. The spot where Song Shi had pressed down with his palm was now black as ink, forming a stark contrast with the smooth, fair skin around it.

A bone-boring pain, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at her bones, spread from her shoulder throughout her entire body.

Chen Xian's face turned deathly pale.

She had never expected such a powerful martial expert to be hiding in Huai City!

What a pity she had failed to capture that little bastard!

Cold sweat poured from her forehead, flowing down in dense streams like rain.

With difficulty, she gripped a dagger and tried to cut away the blackened flesh.

"Guh! Hiss!"

The instant the blade pierced in, Chen Xian's face paled another shade.

Black-veined blood immediately seeped along the cold blade.

Chen Xian bit down on a strip of white cloth, her breathing growing increasingly rapid.

Half an hour later.

She had finally removed all the flesh containing the poison, but by then her face was deathly pale from excessive blood loss.

"Bang!"

The room door was thrown open, and a young man with a head of golden hair barged in.

The moment he saw Chen Xian's miserable state, his expression changed drastically. "What happened to you?"

Chen Xian expressionlessly covered her exposed left shoulder. "I'm fine."

"Come back with me!" Seeing the blood-soaked bandages scattered across the floor, the golden-haired young man knitted his brows tightly.

Chen Xian said nothing. Enduring the pain in her shoulder, she fastened the buttons on her clothes.

She slowly rose to her feet, and through the mirror before her, saw her own pallid, bloodless face.

"My younger brother is dead."

The golden-haired young man froze, then turned sharply toward her. "Y-You said what?"

When he recovered, he asked in shock, "Who did it?"

Chen Xian took a deep breath to calm herself, then said in a low voice, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" The golden-haired young man was stunned. "Then what happened to your injuries?"

Chen Xian said hatefully, "I found a clue. I planned to test that little bastard today, but I didn't expect him to have an expert protecting him."

The golden-haired young man listened in silence.

Chen Xian closed her eyes. "I saw the secret letter Xiao Yao left for me. He came to Huai City to kill the Desolate Ghost Ape King..."

"The Desolate Ghost Ape King? Xiao Yao must have gone mad!" The golden-haired young man was startled. He asked cautiously, "So the Desolate Ghost Ape King killed Xiao Yao?"

Chen Xian continued, "A few days ago, a Desolate Bead belonging to the Desolate Ghost Ape King appeared in Huai City."

The golden-haired young man trembled.

Chen Xian opened her eyes and spoke coldly. "That little bastard is one of the people who came into contact with it! I was only suspicious of him before, but the appearance of that expert has instead made me even more certain that my guess is correct!"

The golden-haired young man's gaze swept over Chen Xian's left shoulder. He frowned and asked, "You mean the martial expert was the one who killed Xiao Yao?"

"He definitely has something to do with that little bastard! I planned to capture him today and force the information out of him, but who could have expected—" Chen Xian's voice turned cold, and what came afterward went without saying.

For some reason, whenever she thought of the look Lin Shuguang had given her back then, she became inexplicably irritated.

The golden-haired young man frowned. "Even you weren't that martial expert's match. We'd better go back and discuss this at length. A gentleman may take ten years to avenge a wrong."

Chen Xian acted as if she had not heard him. Instead, she looked over and said, "Help me with something. Keep a close eye on that little bastard during this period. I'll handle everything else."

"But what if that martial expert is provoked?" The golden-haired young man hesitated.

Chen Xian was a renowned expert in their Hunting Group. If even she had been injured to such a sorry state, then he would certainly die if he went!

Chen Xian turned around. "Blood for blood!"

"I only need information. Once it's done, I promise to give you a ten-percent larger share of future missions."

A flicker passed through the golden-haired young man's eyes, but he still said nothing.

"Twenty percent!" Chen Xian's tone grew heavier.

The golden-haired young man knew the timing was right and hurriedly said, "It's a deal. Leave it to me."

With that, he left the room.

Chen Xian narrowed her eyes as a murderous intent gathered within them.

She did not even know who it was directed at.

"Good evening, Teacher!"

"Good evening, Teacher!"

Inside Storm Martial Arts School, all the students stopped what they were doing and bowed respectfully when they saw Song Shi appear.

Even Ye Tianhao gave a slight nod. Although he did not speak, such a gesture already went against his usual cold arrogance. It seemed he was still somewhat afraid of Song Shi.

When everyone saw Lin Shuguang following behind Song Shi, strange expressions appeared on their faces.

"Did the two of them come together?"

Just as they were wondering, Song Shi suddenly spoke. "Lin Shuguang, come inside with me."

Lin Shuguang was startled. Song Shi's room had always been forbidden ground for everyone; no one had ever entered.

For a moment, he had no idea what Song Shi wanted with him inside.

As the two left one after the other, the Training Ground immediately exploded with chatter.

"Why did Teacher let him into the room?"

"Could he be giving him special tutoring?"

"If you don't have the ability, would you even understand it if he gave it to you?"

"Heh, if that's what you say, then why haven't we seen Ye Tianhao go in?"

Everyone began discussing animatedly.

Peng Chao narrowed his eyes. He withdrew his gaze from Lin Shuguang's back and looked toward Ye Tianhao.

Ye Tianhao frowned, as if displeased by the swarm of flies buzzing noisily beside him.

Seeing this, Peng Chao immediately turned and berated the surrounding students. "All of you, get back to cultivating!"

Only after the crowd dispersed did he ingratiatingly approach Ye Tianhao. "Young Master Ye, who knows what kind of dog—"

Ye Tianhao swept him a cold glance. "You too. Get lost!"

The rest of Peng Chao's words immediately lodged in his throat. His expression shifted several times beneath the night sky, but in the end, he merely let out a dry laugh, gripped his wooden saber, and left.

In a corner of the Training Ground.

The students who had originally followed Peng Chao gathered around him. "Senior Brother Peng, Teacher is being way too biased. We've been here for so many years, yet we've never seen him summon us inside."

"I heard there are many books hidden in the room. I wonder if that's true?"

"It has to be true. Maybe there are even lots of powerful saber techniques..."

Peng Chao's face was gloomy, and he said nothing.

First, he had seen Lin Shuguang enter Song Shi's room, and then Ye Tianhao had told him to get lost... An indescribable fire blazed fiercely in his heart.

"Once I become a martial artist, I'll make you all pay!!!"

Inside the room.

Song Shi gestured. "There's a chair over there. Find a place to sit yourself and wait for me a moment."

Lin Shuguang had no idea what Song Shi was brewing in that wine gourd. He sat down on his own and began looking around with interest at this legendary "forbidden ground" that no one had ever entered.

There was nothing strange about it. A wooden table, a wooden chair—quite shabby.

He did not see many books either. Most of what he saw were flowers and plants.

When Song Shi said to wait a moment, he was certainly not doing anything secretive. He was merely moving the flowers and plants on the floor out of the way and watering them while he was at it.

This caused Lin Shuguang's anticipation of receiving some earth-shattering inheritance to crumble somewhat.

"Plop!"

Just as he was feeling crestfallen, thinking he had lost several hundred million, a small notebook suddenly fell before him, landing securely on the table beside him.

Lin Shuguang froze.