Six Harmonies Saber Technique

Nighttime.

Under the bright moonlight.

Two figures holding blunt sabers engaged in a rapid exchange.

Clang, clang, clang.

The clash of weapons rang out with a rhythmic metallic sound.

Lin Zheyu's saber technique was mediocre, so he relied on the Golden Goose Technique to circle around Han Mo.

Han Mo, however, stood his ground, his saber dancing in a flurry that left no gaps, shifting and changing with effortless fluidity.

With the outside world growing increasingly chaotic these days, Lin Zheyu had developed the urge to learn saber techniques.

Compared to unarmed combat, the saber certainly held a distinct advantage when it came to killing enemies.

Under Han Mo's guidance, after more than ten days of practice, his Six Harmonies Saber Technique was starting to look the part.

Clang!

Han Mo spotted a flaw in Lin Zheyu's defense and struck out fiercely, forcing Lin Zheyu to stumble back several steps.

"Senior Brother is impressive!"

Lin Zheyu said with admiration.

Han Mo had mastered the Six Harmonies Saber Technique to an incredibly profound level; in his hands, the blade moved as if it were an extension of his own arm.

"I've been practicing the saber for over a dozen years, Senior Brother. If you surpassed me this quickly, wouldn't that be a disaster?" Han Mo said with a laugh.

"But your comprehension is truly excellent, kid. It's starting to make me a bit jealous."

"Haha, just average, just average."

Lin Zheyu said with a hearty laugh.

The two walked over to a stone table, sat down, and began to drink some wine alongside a few side dishes.

Recently, Han Mo had been coming over every few days to spar with Lin Zheyu.

"I'm heading out to suppress bandits tomorrow. I might be away from Songyi City for over half a month, so I won't be able to come over and spar with you."

Han Mo said.

"You're heading out to suppress bandits?"

"If that's the case, why keep coming here these past few days? Why not stay home and spend time with your wife?" Lin Zheyu asked.

"Your sister-in-law, sigh, don't even mention it. Let's not talk about it, let's not."

Han Mo sighed, raised his cup, and downed the wine in one gulp.

"See, I told you, what's so good about being married? Being on your own is so much happier." Lin Zheyu shrugged and said.

"That's because you don't understand."

"Life after marriage has its joys and its sorrows. That's just how life is; how could there be only joy and no sorrow in anything?" Han Mo said.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're always right."

"You should hurry back and spend time with your wife. You're about to head out to suppress bandits, yet you're still running over here."

"Drink less wine, or be careful not to get scolded by your wife when you get back."

Lin Zheyu snatched the wine cup from Han Mo's hand and pulled him toward the exit.

"You brat, give me back my cup. Let me finish my drink before I go." Han Mo laughed and cursed.

He didn't have many hobbies; he stayed away from gambling and drugs, only enjoying a bit of wine.

Unlike Lin Zheyu, who only swore to never touch gambling or drugs.

"Another one leaving. Staying in this Songyi City is becoming more and more boring."

Watching Han Mo's retreating figure, Lin Zheyu muttered to himself.

His master had left not long ago, and now Han Mo was heading out to suppress bandits.

Nowadays, the only people he was familiar with in Songyi City were Jia Yanyong and a few others.

The next day.

Outside Songyi City.

Lin Zheyu stood silently outside the city walls, watching Senior Brother Han Mo depart as he saw him off.

After this parting, it would be over a month before they met again.

He hoped Senior Brother Han would have a safe journey.

Han Mo had been very good to Lin Zheyu; although they hadn't known each other for long, Han Mo often came to help him with practical combat training, truly acting like a senior brother.

"Kind sir, please have mercy. I haven't eaten in over ten days."

Refugees on the road begged for food from the passersby.

Pedestrians kicked the refugees aside, their expressions cold and their eyes filled with disgust.

He spat at the refugees and hurried away.

The temperature had dropped again last night.

According to what Senior Brother Han Mo had just said, they had already disposed of over a hundred corpses when they woke up this morning.

In the days to come, this number would only grow; as time passed, more and more people would be unable to endure and would perish.

Human life is as worthless as grass!

Lin Zheyu felt a pang of sympathy, but he was powerless to do anything.

He was merely an ordinary person struggling to survive in this chaotic world.

Not lingering outside the city for too long, Lin Zheyu turned and left once Senior Brother Han Mo disappeared from his sight.

Clop, clop.

Clop, clop, clop, clop.

The sound of rapid hoofbeats came from behind him.

Lin Zheyu turned his head and saw a soldier clad in armor galloping toward him on a steed.

He frowned slightly, channeled his Golden Goose Technique, and nimbly dodged the horse.

"Whoa!"

The soldier pulled on the reins, turned the horse around, cracked his whip against the horse's rump, and continued to charge toward Lin Zheyu.

What is this guy trying to do!

Anger flared in Lin Zheyu's heart; he activated the Golden Goose Technique again, moved his feet, and dodged far out of the way.

The horse charged past.

The speed was too high to stop, and it plowed into the refugees, trampling several of them to death.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zheyu's eyes were filled with coldness.

This guy was far too indifferent toward life.

In his eyes, those refugees were perhaps worth even less than pigs or dogs.

Whoosh—

The man squeezed his legs, and his warhorse galloped toward Lin Zheyu once more.

He swung the halberd in his hand with fierce momentum, the weapon slicing through the cold wind with a whistling sound as it smashed down toward Lin Zheyu's head.

An Organ Refining expert!

Such intense killing intent!

Lin Zheyu's eyes narrowed as he sensed a thick, murderous aura from the man that was on par with Senior Brother Han Mo.

Only someone who had survived hundreds of life-and-death battles and crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood could condense such a powerful aura.

Tapping his toes, Lin Zheyu retreated rapidly.

Relying on the speed and agility of the Golden Goose Technique, he began to circle the man.

Being mounted on a warhorse was not ideal for one-on-one combat; while the horse's momentum was fierce, it lacked maneuverability.

The man's repeated, ferocious attacks were easily evaded by Lin Zheyu.

Bang—

Lin Zheyu pushed off the ground with force, his figure retreating rapidly. After backing away a dozen meters, he said in a deep voice, "Who are you, and why are you attacking me?"

"Haha, you certainly have some skill!"

The man pulled on the reins and laughed, not launching another attack.

Clop, clop, clop.

Behind him, another sturdy young man dressed in fine silk robes caught up on horseback.

"Xing Jinglong!"

Lin Zheyu's eyes narrowed.

He quietly retreated a few steps, moving toward the city gate. The presence of these two together made him feel a sense of unease.

"Brother, I told you this kid had some real strength!"

"I heard he's only been practicing martial arts for a month or so, yet he has such ability. He's truly gifted."

Xing Jinglong laughed.

After witnessing Lin Zheyu's strength last time, he had specifically instructed the Wuding Gang to keep an eye on Lin Zheyu's movements and report immediately if he left the city.

He hadn't expected him to run out of the city on his own so soon.

"He does indeed have some skill."

"Kid, what realm has your cultivation reached?"

The man on horseback spoke, removing his helmet to reveal a face familiar to Lin Zheyu.

"Xing Penghai, Xing Jinglong..."

"Are these two guys brothers?"

"What a small world..."

Lin Zheyu watched the two of them silently, thinking that things looked bad.

He knew he had been targeted; otherwise, it would be impossible to run into these two guys by such a coincidence.

"I am Lin Zheyu, greetings, my lord."

Lin Zheyu cupped his hands toward Xing Penghai: "My strength is barely at the Bone Forging Realm, I hope you won't laugh at my incompetence."

"Huh, you kid look a bit familiar!"

"Right, you're that little guy who was by Han Mo's side last time, aren't you?" Xing Penghai pondered for a moment, remembering where he had seen Lin Zheyu.

Lin Zheyu did not respond, keeping a wary eye on the two of them.

He observed the situation at the city gate out of the corner of his eye, ready to activate the Golden Goose Technique and dash into Songyi City the moment things went south.

As long as he made it into the city, Lin Zheyu did not believe this guy would dare to act recklessly.