This Trip to Kyoto

"Exactly!"

Qi Xueyan's face lit up with excitement at the mention of this.

"I went with my aunt and the others to see the commotion."

"Have they found Heize's remains?" Lin Chao asked the question that was on his mind.

Although there was a live broadcast online, it could have a delay, and a lot of information could be kept hidden.

Qi Xueyan was likely an insider and knew a lot of information.

In the Great Wilderness Mountain Range, what Lin Chao cared about most were Heize's remains and that spear.

If he wasn't mistaken, there was still a Gun Soul within that spear.

It was a treasure.

Lin Chao thought, he wanted to take that spear back.

Of course, he didn't have to.

"Not yet," Qi Xueyan replied. "Are you also concerned about this?

I think it should be soon, it won't be long now.

When they find it, I'll tell you right away."

"Thank you."

Lin Chao said thank you, watched Qi Xueyan's retreating back, and turned to leave.

Ten minutes later, Lin Chao arrived at a courtyard.

This was the meeting place he had agreed upon with Zhao Xiaoyi and Xiao Rou.

Soon, he would be going with Zhao Xiaoyi back to Tianhai.

Upon entering the courtyard, Lin Chao saw a group of young people.

They were all powerfully built and looked like they wouldn't be easily provoked.

However, at this moment, they were all dejected, their spirits low.

Many of them were bruised and battered, clearly injured.

"Brother Lin Chao, you're here!" Zhao Xiaoyi exclaimed when she saw Lin Chao, talking a mile a minute. "It's such a shame, our martial hall almost won first place!"

Now, she considered herself part of the martial hall's people.

Beside her, Xiao Rou looked more composed. "It's okay, we'll fight again in three years. I believe the title of Fist King will definitely belong to our Three Extremes Martial Hall!"

As she spoke, the burly men beside them still lacked much fighting spirit.

At this moment, Xiao Rou looked up, her gaze falling on Lin Chao. She seemed slightly taken aback. "Did you put on makeup?"

"Huh?" Lin Chao felt bewildered.

"I don't know why, but I feel like you look much better than you did on the high-speed train earlier, and there's a strange sense of familiarity," Xiao Rou murmured.

She thought these were just her imagination.

"Brother Lin Chao has always been good-looking," Zhao Xiaoyi said, staring at Lin Chao intently. "I don't feel like Brother Lin Chao looks any different than before."

"It must be my imagination," Xiao Rou smiled. "I guess I'm just dazed from the loss."

Lin Chao, at this moment, remembered the Extreme Spirit Pearl.

If he recalled correctly, this Xiao Rou was from the Three Extremes Martial Hall.

Could it be that this Three Extremes Martial Hall was related to the Three Extremes Sect?

"Sister Xiao Rou, once I learn the Three Extremes Spirit Fist, I'll avenge you," Zhao Xiaoyi said, waving her fist, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Haha, you'll have to help us snatch the Northern Fist King title in the future," Xiao Rou chuckled.

The Three Extremes Spirit Fist was merely a legendary boxing technique of the Three Extremes Sect.

When they practiced it, it was completely different from the records.

It could be said that it was a useless boxing technique, no better than flailing around wildly like a turtle.

"If the Three Extremes Spirit Fist were truly as powerful as recorded, then the Northern Fist King title would naturally be ours," one of the Three Extremes Martial Hall disciples lightly scoffed.

He naturally believed that the records in ancient books were exaggerated.

What about a punch that shatters stone or breaks a large tree? It was all fake.

If such a boxing technique existed, martial arts wouldn't have declined to this state.

No matter how high their martial arts skill, they were still afraid of bullets.

With a single shot, they were defenseless.

"Alright, stop talking," Xiao Rou interjected. "No matter what the Three Extremes Spirit Fist is, it's the culmination of our ancestors' efforts. We shouldn't judge it too much.

What we need to do now is improve our strength and defeat the Eight Trigrams Martial Hall!"

"Okay!"

Great Capital.

Lin Chao stood in place.

Before him, Mo Fengxue's expression turned solemn.

"Young Master, please look. This is my Three Extremes Sect's ultimate skill, the Three Extremes Spirit Fist. It contains the Yin Extreme, Yang Extreme, and Spirit Extreme. With one punch, the three extremes converge. If it reaches its highest level, it's enough to split mountains and break stones!"

As Mo Fengxue spoke, her aura changed. A substance called Spirit Origin erupted from her. An endless surge of fist energy gathered into a single point.

BOOM!

The rockery in front of them instantly crumbled under this punch, shattering into pieces.

"Not bad," Lin Chao said, then closed his eyes and began to recall Mo Fengxue's boxing technique.

The official start of the battle against the Azure Lord was just a few days away. During this time, Lin Chao had been continuously improving his strength. His method for improving his strength was simple: he would be contaminated by exotic treasures from other factions and then learn their ultimate skills.

Initially, the sect leaders of the Armored Gate, Eight Trigrams Gate, and others refused. In their view, each person could only be contaminated by one exotic treasure at most. A second contamination would be fatal. However, when they saw Lin Chao use the Jiang Tian Xie Family's ultimate skill, Dragon Seeking Hand, these sect leaders fell silent, utterly shocked. Lin Chao could indeed be contaminated by a second exotic treasure. They were stunned, feeling as though their understanding of life had been overturned. Their reaction was the same as Zhang Daolin's; they believed Lin Chao was a reincarnated Saint. They thought it was the Saint's compassion for all living beings that led to Lin Ping's descent to destroy the Azure Lord. With the Azure Lord to deal with, they finally felt a sliver of confidence.

Thus, these individuals began to contaminate Lin Chao with their respective exotic treasures, teaching him their ultimate skills. With his Unwavering Dao Heart, Lin Chao didn't mind this contamination at all. Furthermore, his talent was exceptionally high. He learned all these anomalous arts. Currently, Mo Fengxue of the Three Extremes Sect was teaching him the Three Extremes Spirit Fist.

"So that's how it is."

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Chao opened his eyes, a look of confidence on his face.

"Three Extremes united, overwhelming power."

Lin Chao threw a punch towards the small pond in the courtyard. The others all looked over. They saw that the water surface remained calm, with no reaction. They looked confused. But in the next second, countless bubbles suddenly began to rise from the pond. A vast amount of steam billowed out, and everyone felt a wave of heat.

"He made the water boil with one punch?"

Seeing this, Mo Fengxue was incredibly shocked and couldn't comprehend it. Her punch could cause ripples in the small pond, but it certainly couldn't make the water boil. This was already astonishing! The others felt the same. Their expressions toward Lin Chao were filled with reverence. He was truly a reincarnated Saint to unleash such a powerful punch.

"Alright, I have now learned all of your ultimate skills. Tomorrow, I will head to Kyoto." Lin Chao's gaze was calm, a faint smile on his face. The other sect leaders looked solemn.

"Young Master, be careful!"

A trace of admiration appeared on Mo Fengxue's face. She wanted to say something but ultimately didn't.

Beside them, Huang Xian Yuan's face was filled with excitement, and he declared passionately, "Young Master, tomorrow I will drive for you and escort you out of the city."

Huang Xian Yuan was the leader of the rebel army and could not go to the Great Capital.

Escorting Lin Chao out of the city was already his limit.

Lin Chao glanced at Huang Xian Yuan, a faint smile on his face. "Alright."

He never imagined that the future Emperor Gaozu would one day lead his horse.