Dusk Fine Rain Saber Technique: A Glimpse of the Blade Dao, Tempering the Blade with Blood

He activated the Primary Enhancement Card in his mind.

Hum!

In an instant, a silver radiance blossomed from his Fine Rain Blade, briefly flooding the entire room with silver light.

Fortunately, Su Chen was the only one in the room. Otherwise, anyone who saw it would surely have cried out in astonishment.

The blade, thin as a cicada's wing, seemed to have been infused with vitality, giving off a faint tremor.

Fine patterns, like rain falling, appeared along the blade.

Su Chen gently brushed his palm across it. Suddenly, a blade intent emanated from the weapon.

Su Chen shuddered from head to toe.

The Dusk Fine Rain Saber came unbidden to mind.

He had barely practiced this saber technique, but it was Su Mengbai's signature art, and he had memorized it as a child. So, without thinking, Su Chen began to perform it.

At the same time, the Golden Wind Fine Rain Force within him began to circulate.

It flowed in tandem with the Dusk Fine Rain Saber Technique.

The blade was silver, but as he wielded it, a sunset glow appeared, accompanied by raindrops that began slowly before turning into a fierce gale and driving rain, pouring down without pause.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Blade light swept wildly through the room.

After a while, Su Chen stopped swinging. A satisfied smile spread across his face.

He had never expected that even a Primary Enhancement Card would let him feel the blade-dao insights left behind by the weapon's previous owner.

And it had done more than just improve his Dusk Fine Rain Saber Technique.

Even the Golden Wind Fine Rain Force within him had improved considerably.

"I should look for some Innate Internal Strength pills. Combined with the three years' worth of Innate Internal Strength I got earlier, I might be able to reach the Innate Mid Stage."

"My cultivation speed really is a little fast."

Su Chen mused to himself.

Then he couldn't help thinking of how long Ling Tianhe had cultivated to reach the Innate Mid Stage.

Cultivation really was too slow.

Just then—

Thud! Thud!

The tables and cabinets that Su Chen's blade light had swept past toppled to the floor, crashing down with a series of thuds.

Looking at the scene, Su Chen was secretly relieved he hadn't swung at the ceiling.

Otherwise, if it had come down, the whole room would have been a disaster.

Hearing the noise upstairs, a Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower disciple hurried up from below.

"Forum admin, what happened?"

The disciple bowed outside the door.

"Nothing. Go back downstairs. Don't come up without my orders."

Su Chen replied.

At Su Chen's words, the disciple glanced into the room and saw the broken furniture scattered across the floor.

He thought to himself, The Tower Lord probably got chewed out by Deputy Tower Lord Ling and took it out on the furniture. I'd better keep my distance.

Outsiders knew Su Chen's situation.

The Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower disciples knew it too.

He was nothing but a puppet pushed forward by Deputy Tower Lord Ling.

With that thought, the disciple quickly bowed and withdrew.

Su Chen looked at the severed tables and chairs, then tossed them into his Space Ring.

They bore blade marks and traces of lingering blade qi, so they shouldn't be allowed to leak out.

More importantly, Su Chen still needed to keep a low profile for the time being.

Su Mengbai's death involved Qin Hao, the third young master of the Qin Family.

Even with Bai Tianyu by his side, he still had no chance against the Qin Family, so for now, he had to stay in the shadows.

That way, when he killed Qin Hao, no one would know it was him.

But he also wanted to know—

What was Qin Hao's reason for coming here?

Lei Ao had come for the mine, and he must have been acting on Qin Hao's orders.

Qin Hao couldn't have come just for the mine outside Huo Village. He must have had another purpose.

"With a blade this sharp, I should let it taste blood. I'll use that assassin from the Lei Residence to temper it—and avenge the original owner a little while I'm at it."

Su Chen put the Fine Rain Blade into his Space Ring, returned to the main room, sat down, and began to think.

Lei Ao wanted the mine at Huo Village.

There was nothing in the mine but ore. All he had to do was check whether the Lei Family had been buying ore recently.

If they hadn't, then there had to be something else in the Huo Village mine.

With that thought, Su Chen settled down and waited.

When Ling Tianhe returned, he would ask him to look into it.

"I still don't have enough people I can trust!"

Su Chen sighed again.

To avoid exposing himself, he couldn't personally step in and handle certain matters just yet.

He had originally planned to show what he could do, but he hadn't expected the matter to involve the Qin Family. He had no choice but to remain in the shadows.

"I'll use the Enslavement Card on Steward Fu later."

Su Chen thought to himself.

Perhaps Steward Fu had truly been devoted to Su Chen, but that had been the old Su Chen. It had nothing to do with him.

He needed to eliminate every possible danger.

Besides, he wanted to learn more about his Second Madam from Steward Fu.

Su Chen still remembered what Steward Fu had said earlier.

It seemed his Second Madam had quite the background.

Once he had sorted everything out, Su Chen looked over the manuals and techniques Ling Tianhe had prepared for him from the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower.

Most were acquired cultivation techniques and body-tempering methods—

Iron Blood Fist, Eighteen Styles of Capturing Hand, Iron Cloth Shirt, Golden Bell Shield, and the like.

There were only three Innate techniques: One Qi Primordial Force, Profound Ice Cold Frost Qi, and Taiyi Formless Palm.

Su Chen looked through them and finally chose the Profound Ice Cold Frost Qi.

He had the Ice Qilin Arm, and combining it with the Profound Ice Cold Frost Qi would greatly increase its power.

Meanwhile—

At the residence of Lin Zhi, one of the eighteen stewards of the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower.

Ling Tianhe arrived with Jiang Chendong and Lu Wencang.

"I wonder what brings Deputy Tower Lord Ling here?"

Lin Zhi was around forty years old.

He had only reached the Innate Stage a year ago and was in charge of the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower's pawnshop business in northern Qingcheng City.

He was also the intelligence chief for the northern streets.

The Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower had once had eighteen stewards, but only eight were stationed in Qingcheng City and the surrounding area.

The other ten were assigned to the ten counties under Qingcheng City.

He had been entrusted with both the open and covert affairs of the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower in Qingcheng City.

That showed how much Su Mengbai trusted Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi had also been loyal to Su Mengbai.

But after Su Mengbai died, people from the Wang Family had approached him.

The Wang Family controlled Canteen Hall, one of Qingcheng City's five major powers.

Canteen Hall controlled seventy percent of the city's restaurant business.

When they saw Su Mengbai was dead, they began coveting some of the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower's businesses, so they reached out to Lin Zhi.

After Su Mengbai's death, Lin Zhi believed that neither Ling Tianhe nor Su Chen could keep the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower standing.

The main issue was their strength.

In the world of martial artists, strength was ultimately what decided everything.

There was no need to mention Su Chen; he was far too weak. And although Ling Tianhe was nearing the Innate Late Stage, a power like the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower needed someone at the Innate Peak Stage to hold it together.

That was why the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower would be cast out of the five major powers.

Of course, he also knew the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower had Zitan Palace beyond the frontier behind it.

But if people from Zitan Palace came, the leadership could change, and he would likely lose his position as steward. So he had agreed to cooperate with the Wang Family.

He believed he wasn't the only one in the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower cooperating with other forces.

"Let's talk inside."

As Ling Tianhe spoke, he headed toward the main hall.

Lin Zhi narrowed his eyes and followed him inside.

"I came here this time mainly because I want the position of Tower Lord of the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower. I need you to support me, Brother Lin, and help me strip Su Chen of the position."

Once inside the hall, Ling Tianhe got straight to the point.

He then gestured for Jiang Chendong and Lu Wencang to leave.

The two stepped outside and closed the door behind them.

Frowning, Lin Zhi said, "Deputy Tower Lord, you were the one who pushed Su Chen into the position in the first place. The matter hasn't even been settled yet, so why are you—"

But inwardly, he wondered, Has Ling Tianhe gained someone's backing? Is that why he dares to do this?

"I've gained some support from people who can help resolve this crisis, so I no longer need Su Chen."

Ling Tianhe stepped in front of Lin Zhi and spoke.

"May I ask who's supporting you, Deputy Tower Lord Ling?"

Lin Zhi was startled. He lowered his voice as he asked.

"I have the young Tower Lord's support."

As Ling Tianhe spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand, purple light flowing between his fingers, and grabbed Lin Zhi by the throat with lightning speed.

Before Lin Zhi could react, Ling Tianhe's fingers tightened, crushing his throat.