Offensive in Advance, Defensive in Retreat

The Golden Goose Technique primarily trains the muscles, tendons, and bones of the legs.

This technique is extremely difficult, requiring high aptitude and comprehension.

With the foundation laid by the Bull Fist, Lin Zheyu's muscles, tendons, and skin were well-developed, and having already reached the Bone Forging realm, he found the initial practice relatively easy.

The Golden Goose Technique consists of eight levels; once the third level is perfected, one's strength can reach the peak of the Organ Refining realm.

Upon reaching the fourth level, one's strength attains the Blood Energy realm.

Thereafter, with each level gained, the practitioner's entire body undergoes a qualitative transformation of their Blood Energy.

If one can cultivate the Golden Goose Technique to the perfection of the eighth level, they can reach the level of the fourth transformation of Blood Energy within the Blood Energy realm.

Martial artists who specialize in leg techniques are extremely rare.

Leg techniques capable of reaching the fourth transformation of Blood Energy are even more precious.

Although it is only a mid-tier second-rate martial art, its value is comparable to top-tier second-rate martial arts.

When a leg technique is mastered to a profound level, one can advance to attack and retreat to defend, moving as swiftly as the wind, naturally placing oneself in an invincible position.

In the courtyard.

Liang Song had drawn dozens of circles of various sizes on the ground.

A dozen wooden stakes, each about twenty centimeters in diameter, were arranged on the ground, and Lin Zheyu stood atop them, moving rapidly.

From time to time, he would leap off the stakes, maneuvering back and forth within the circles using strange footwork.

This was the unique footwork of the Golden Goose Technique.

To master the Golden Goose Technique, one must first learn its unique footwork.

Under Liang Song's guidance, it took Lin Zheyu a full three hours to firmly memorize all the steps.

However, his execution was still somewhat stiff, requiring a great deal of time and diligent practice to refine.

"Take a break; haste makes waste."

"Martial arts cannot be rushed; it requires a balance of tension and relaxation."

"Rest for a while, go back and prepare for your storytelling, then come back tonight to continue our practical sparring," Liang Song said, calling a halt to Lin Zheyu's training.

Lin Zheyu stopped, panting.

He looked at the data in his consciousness; the progress of the Golden Goose Technique was quite good.

[Heaven Rewards Diligence]

Name: Lin Zheyu

Source Power: 6

Skills:

Bull Fist (Proficient 3%)

Golden Goose Technique (Not yet initiated 68%)

After a morning of training, he was only thirty-two points away from initiating the Golden Goose Technique.

If he spent some more effort tonight, he would be able to master the basics.

With the experience gained from the Bull Fist, Lin Zheyu was no longer a novice in martial arts, and he picked up the Golden Goose Technique very quickly.

However, this was just the beginning.

The difficulty of cultivating the Golden Goose Technique was much higher than that of the Bull Fist; once he reached the second level, the progress would slow down.

It would require a significant amount of time to train the flexibility of his legs until they were as agile as his arms.

I shouldn't rush the Bull Fist; I'll prioritize raising the level of the Golden Goose Technique first, Lin Zheyu thought to himself.

As a technique focused on leg work, the Golden Goose Technique allowed for both offense and defense, and if he encountered a powerful opponent, it would also provide a means to escape with his life.

More than ten days had passed since his last upgrade.

Lin Zheyu had now saved up twelve taels of silver.

What constrained the speed of his strength improvement was not the amount of Source Power, but the lack of silver.

Without enough silver to purchase medicinal herbs, he would have to spend a great deal of time replenishing his Blood Energy and strengthening his physique after using Source Power to upgrade.

I need to find a way to broaden my channels for earning money, Lin Zheyu thought to himself as he walked home.

He needed to change his attire before heading to the Bidan Tea House to tell stories.

When he arrived at the Bidan Tea House, the place was already packed with people.

Lin Zheyu noticed many new faces, and among them, one group caught his attention.

"Steward Wu, who is that middle-aged man?"

Lin Zheyu pointed toward the man sitting at the center table.

He was a middle-aged man with a refined, scholarly air, accompanied by several beautiful women and surrounded by a group of burly men.

Among them was Jia Yanyong, whom Lin Zheyu had seen yesterday.

Jia Yanyong's eyes were bloodshot, his large, tiger-like eyes narrowed into slits; his vision had clearly not fully recovered.

"That is Xu Jingwu, the leader of the Flying Rainbow Gang," Steward Wu said.

Upon hearing this, a look of realization crossed Lin Zheyu's face.

He had beaten up Jia Yanyong yesterday, and today, the other party had come looking for him.

Fortunately, Bidan Tea House was Lin Zheyu's home turf, so he didn't feel much fear.

After all, Liang Song was here too.

Lin Zheyu glanced toward the window where Master Liang was staring blankly outside.

"Is he very strong?" Lin Zheyu asked.

"You didn't go and provoke him, did you?"

Steward Wu looked at Lin Zheyu with some nervousness.

If it were just Jia Yanyong, Steward Wu wouldn't be afraid at all.

He had only suggested that Lin Zheyu stay temporarily in Wu Family Village because he was worried that Lin Zheyu, being alone, might be bullied.

But if he had offended the leader of the Flying Rainbow Gang, that was a different matter entirely.

The Flying Rainbow Gang had many members and its leader had powerful backing; if he had truly offended Xu Jingwu, it would be troublesome.

"I wouldn't say I provoked him, would I?" Lin Zheyu said.

"That's a relief," Steward Wu sighed in relief. "How did you get involved with Leader Xu?"

"After I finished storytelling yesterday and was heading back, I ran into Jia Yanyong on the road."

"Jia Yanyong informed me that Leader Xu liked the stories I told and invited me to go to the Flying Rainbow Gang this morning to tell stories for him."

"I was naturally happy to hear that. After all, someone wanted to hire me to tell stories, and I could earn quite a bit of money, right?"

"But when I asked how much he would pay, Jia Yanyong actually said there was no pay—that it was my honor to tell stories for Leader Xu, and how could there be any money involved."

"I figured, if he wants me to tell stories without paying, that's just not going to work, so I refused."

Lin Zheyu said innocently.

Steward Wu: "..."

He listened to Lin Zheyu's account, his mouth agape, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"Sigh, I really don't know what to say about you."

"Who is Leader Xu? Even without pay, there are many storytellers who would be desperate to perform for him."

"If you pleased Leader Xu and gained his appreciation, you wouldn't have to worry about your future."

Steward Wu said with regret.

He looked toward Xu Jingwu's direction and whispered a reminder: "You must perform well today. If you do well and gain Leader Xu's favor, your big break will come."

Steward Wu was a good man. Although he was worried about losing Lin Zheyu, his primary draw for customers, he still cared about Lin Zheyu's future.

This was the reason why Lin Zheyu had insisted on staying at Bidan Tea House in the first place.

Steward Wu treated him with sincerity, and Lin Zheyu repaid him with the same.

"By the way, aside from this, you don't have any other grievances with them, do you?"

"Oh, Jia Yanyong wanted to beat me up and drag me away by force, so I was forced to defend myself."

"During the defense, I threw some chili powder in his eyes. I'm not sure if he's blinded or not."

Lin Zheyu said, looking at the squinting Jia Yanyong, whose eyes still looked red and swollen.

Steward Wu: "..."

He didn't know what to say anymore.

Refusing was one thing, but he had actually hit the man—that was a slap in the face.

In this line of work, sometimes people fought just to save face or prove a point.

Steward Wu sighed; the young were truly reckless. When encountering such things, playing hardball was not the way.

He patted Lin Zheyu on the shoulder and told him to focus on his storytelling.

If things became uncontrollable, he would have to ask the boss to step in and mediate; that should resolve it.

But they might have to pay a significant amount of silver afterward.

"Don't worry, Master Liang is here too, it shouldn't be a big problem," Lin Zheyu said with a smile.

Steward Wu glanced at Liang Song and shook his head slightly in his heart.

He knew Liang Song was strong, but there was a limit to how strong one person could be.

In his understanding, it was impressive enough for Liang Song to take on ten men. Facing the Flying Rainbow Gang and their formidable leader, what could Liang Song really do?