Lin Changgong

The long saber swung down, powerful and heavy.

The forceful roar blasted in Lin Yi's ears, making them ring. He stumbled back dozens of steps, given not the slightest chance to react.

One slash after another came in quick succession, accompanied by cold flashes of saber light. They dazzled the eyes, even making Lin Yi feel momentarily blinded.

But Lin Yi didn't dare close his eyes.

If he dared close them, the next second this dense, netlike web of saber light would chop him into mincemeat.

Martial Master Wang's eyes narrowed slightly.

He hadn't expected that this man, who hadn't yet broken through the Martial Pass, would have such abundant blood and qi.

He had infused his saber with True Qi and struck continuously, yet he still hadn't managed to wear the man out.

Of course, Lin Yi's blood and qi were so abundant for a reason.

Ever since he was little,

Lin Yi had relied on [Know Heavenly Fate] to find rare fruits, precious medicines, and spirit beasts. As he nourished his Destiny, the medicinal power had naturally strengthened his body as well, leaving him with richer blood and qi.

But no matter how abundant his blood and qi were, that was only in comparison to ordinary people below the Martial Artist level.

At that moment, Lin Yi's face was tightly drawn. Blood vessels stood out in his bloodshot eyes, and he kept blocking the attacks without daring to slacken for even a moment.

"No good!"

His blood and qi were nowhere near as vigorous as his opponent's.

Not to mention, his opponent also had True Qi.

In a battle of attrition, he was no match at all.

He'd be exhausted within ten exchanges at most.

His opponent didn't seem to be planning to use any martial techniques yet. Lin Yi didn't know whether he couldn't, or whether he was conserving his strength to make escaping easier later. But that also gave Lin Yi a chance.

An opening!

He only needed to seize one opening and kill his opponent in a single strike. Then he still had a chance to survive!

Lin Yi's eyes hardened with ruthless determination.

Clang, clang, clang!

In the silent courtyard, only the crisp, ringing clash of saber against saber remained.

The clashes grew more and more frequent.

Lin Yi was drenched in sweat, and a hint of crimson crept into his eyes.

This guy's saber was getting faster!

Lin Yi was finding it even harder to hold on!

But!

Beneath his mask, Lin Yi's lips curled into a faint smile.

It was true that his opponent had gotten faster, but that also meant he was getting impatient!

Martial Master Wang was shocked.

How was this possible!

A man who hadn't broken through the Martial Pass had held out against him for nearly seventy exchanges.

Martial Master Wang was both shocked and furious.

Then, another icy blade thrust straight toward Lin Yi. Lin Yi's blood and qi surged violently, and the saber he had used only to block finally changed course.

He swung straight at Martial Master Wang's blade.

Reckless Blade!

Lin Yi had finally used this martial technique.

First, he had finally spotted an opening.

Second, he couldn't hold out for many more exchanges. If the fight continued, his blood and qi would run dry, and he wouldn't be able to use the technique!

"Hmm!"

"That's... a martial technique!"

Martial Master Wang was startled. He immediately tried to turn his saber and shift into a blocking stance.

But it was too late.

Too fast!

On top of that, Lin Yi had already cultivated this technique to great mastery.

His proficiency was too high, his movements too fast, and Lin Yi's sudden use of a martial technique before breaking through the pass was completely unexpected...

Everything had happened too quickly.

He couldn't react in time.

Crack!

The two sabers collided!

Both shattered at once!

At the same time, a tremendous force struck Martial Master Wang, and the saber hilt flew straight out of his hand.

Lin Yi's broken saber kept going, wrapped in the blood and qi he had left, and smashed viciously into Martial Master Wang's chest!

Riiip!

The sound of cloth and flesh being torn apart by tremendous force rang out.

Martial Master Wang was gravely wounded and instinctively staggered back dozens of steps. His face was filled with disbelief, fury, and pain.

Lin Yi casually flung the long saber from his hand, but didn't stop moving. The muscles in his legs tensed as he kept pressing forward.

"You deserve to die!"

Seeing Lin Yi still dare to approach, Martial Master Wang grew even angrier. At the same time, he felt the terror of approaching death.

They had reached the end of the road. Only one of them would leave alive.

Martial Master Wang brought out every last trump card.

He forcibly halted his retreating body. True Qi circulated through him in a peculiar pattern, and he suddenly threw a punch.

A martial technique!

He was going to use one too!

Lin Yi's eyes darted, but he didn't dare blink.

The fire's ferocity grew more intense around them.

A great wind rose.

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At the same time, Lin Yi breathed out softly, secretly mixing in the Corpse Puppet Path secret art—Corpse Eye Blinder.

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It took effect at that moment.

A fierce wind howled.

The powerful gust blew straight toward Martial Master Wang.

Fine sand mixed with Corpse Qi and swept directly into Martial Master Wang's eyes, which were wide with fury and concentration.

For a moment, his vision blurred.

Lin Yi's eyes lit up.

He could see the path of his opponent's martial technique.

And where his next punch would land.

In the next instant, Lin Yi abruptly halted and jerked his head back.

A moment later, a punch that could shatter anything in its path slammed straight into the spot where Lin Yi's head had been.

"How is this possible!"

Martial Master Wang's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

He couldn't believe it.

He had already given it everything he had.

He had used every last trump card.

Yet he still hadn't expected Lin Yi to predict where his punch would land.

After the attack missed, Lin Yi's sleeve swept out.

A large amount of quicklime poured from his sleeve.

The quicklime entered Martial Master Wang's eyes, nose, mouth, and chest wound, instantly sizzling.

When quicklime met tissue fluids and blood, it released intense heat, burning and scorching the flesh.

Its strong alkalinity also caused severe chemical corrosion.

"Argh!!!"

Martial Master Wang let out a cry of pain, then instinctively covered his face with both hands and staggered backward.

"Die!"

Lin Yi's eyes were icy. He raised his hand, and a cold flash suddenly shot from his sleeve.

It was the Sleeve Crossbow he had obtained earlier.

Crack!

The bolt pierced Martial Master Wang's head. Like an exploding watermelon, his body toppled stiffly to the ground.

"Whew!"

Lin Yi took a deep breath and didn't dare delay. He hurried over and searched Martial Master Wang's body. After successfully looting the corpse,

he raised a hand, and a chain plunged into Martial Master Wang's brain.

He quickly slipped into the shadows and left the Lin Clan courtyard.

In his current state, Lin Yi was truly exhausted. He couldn't very well carry Martial Master Wang's corpse with him too, so he'd have to lose a perfectly good corpse material.

Outside, though,

a shrill scream rang out.

"W-what happened here?"

"Demonic creature! This must have been done by a demonic creature!"

Everyone stared in horror at the gruesome scene at the entrance to Black Water Alley.

Dozens of corpses were piled up there. They had died horribly, reduced to severed limbs. Their bodies were stiff and blackened, the Corpse Qi having rotted them. They were the goons sent by the Black Wind Gang that night.

The four corpses belonging to Martial Artists had already been carried by the Corpse Puppets all the way to the mass grave outside the city.

Half an hour later,

the raging fire outside finally went out.

The courtyard remained deathly silent.

Lin Xiuwen was curled up in the room, already asleep in the corner. Even in his dreams, fear remained on his face as he murmured, "No, don't kill me..."

Creak!

At last, the door to the Lin Clan courtyard opened.

Lin Changgong gently pushed open the door.

He glanced at the four corpses in the courtyard, his eyebrows lifting slightly.

Lin Changgong clapped his hands.

Before long, beneath the eaves of the courtyard, a tall figure in a night outfit slipped silently out.

The figure stepped into the moonlight, revealing his appearance.

His face was far from kind; if anything, it was hideous. A scar ran from his forehead, across one eye, and down to the corner of his mouth.

"What happened?" Lin Changgong raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, what happened?" the Scarred Man asked, puzzled. "That guy just now wasn't sent by you?"

Lin Changgong silently looked at the Scarred Man, his expression saying, Don't you think you know the answer?

The Scarred Man scratched his head and said,

"A guy from the Corpse Puppet Path showed up. His methods were pretty good, so I thought you'd called him."

"After all, like your Five Turbidities Path, it's one of those unorthodox, demonic cultivation methods."

"What level?" Lin Changgong raised an eyebrow.

"Probably above ninth rank. I'm not familiar with the Corpse Puppet Path, and I was far away just now. Besides, people from the Corpse Puppet Path have strong souls and keen senses. Get too close, and they'll notice you," the Scarred Man said.

But considering that the man had killed Wang Jin, a ninth-rank Martial Artist,

he was at least ninth rank, most likely.

"Look into him. And take care of the corpses in this courtyard," Lin Changgong instructed the Scarred Man.

Lin Changgong turned and entered the room again.

Inside, candlelight flickered, and a wisp of sandalwood incense burned softly. Lin Hua lay asleep in the room.