Infiltration

Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow: The legs can instantly burst into extreme speed, flashing out like light and shadow.

Qin Yang sensed the technique condensed from the perfected Flying Swallow Steps, and a smile lit up his face.

This Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow technique perfectly matched what he had in mind.

With that thought, he held back the urge to test its effect right away.

He gathered his blood and qi into his legs, then channeled it through the Flying Swallow Steps' blood-qi burst method.

Whoosh!

Boom!

Xiao Huan, who was just about to bring in the medicine broth, saw the courtyard wall explode violently, dust and smoke billowing everywhere.

"This..."

"What happened?"

Xiao Huan stumbled back several steps, her mouth hanging wide open.

"Nothing."

"I just couldn't stop in time."

A voice suddenly sounded behind Xiao Huan.

"Ah!"

Startled, she even spilled the medicine broth from her hands.

"Young master, why do you always have to scare people?" Xiao Huan quickly recognized the owner of the voice and pouted in mock anger.

"This time I really didn't mean to scare you—I just lost control."

"Get someone to fix the courtyard wall for me."

"I'll go somewhere else to practice."

Qin Yang laughed heartily, leaped up, and jumped straight out of Qin Manor.

He made his way out of the Outer City to a deserted area, where he began practicing Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow.

Back at Qin Manor, he hadn't expected the burst from Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow to be so fierce. The Small Courtyard wasn't big to begin with, and before he could rein it in, he'd smashed straight through the wall.

"First, I'll get familiar with the burst speed of Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow."

"Then I can make my move."

Qin Yang's expression was excited.

But after bursting out seven or eight times in a row, he started breathing heavily.

He realized that each burst of Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow consumed far too much blood and qi.

Even with the Rushing Rivers Return to the Sea technique rapidly restoring his blood and qi, after more than a dozen consecutive bursts, the recovery speed could no longer keep up with the consumption.

"Seven or eight bursts of Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow—who could still catch me? That's more than enough."

Qin Yang paused briefly, waiting for his blood and qi to recover, then continued training.

He didn't return to Qin Manor until evening.

Deep Night.

A figure in a night suit, face covered, silently slipped over the wall, flickering through the pitch-black streets.

Qin Yang's target was clear.

Before making his move, he'd already had someone inquire about the general location of Huang Manor.

Once inside the Inner City, he quickly crossed several wide avenues.

From a distance, Qin Yang spotted an imposing mansion.

Two dim yellow lanterns hung in front of the gate, their light falling on the plaque, illuminating the words "Huang Manor."

Qin Yang naturally wouldn't climb over the main gate. He stuck to his usual method—sneaking to the back door of Huang Manor and quietly scaling the wall.

The manor was vast, and he didn't know the exact layout of the rooms.

"In Huang Manor, there's only one person who definitely knows where the Turtle-Snake Art is hidden."

"Huang Xinglong."

"But he's been a Qi Gathering Martial Artist for a long time. At forty-five, there's no way he'd disperse his internal qi and start over with the Turtle-Snake Art."

"So if he bought the art back, he'd definitely give it to his sons to cultivate."

"The most likely one is his eldest son, Huang Ruhu."

Over the past few days, aside from training hard at Qin Manor, Qin Yang had already had Qian Hai dig up all the details on Huang Manor.

His ears twitched slightly as he caught some faint sounds. He quickly dodged and hid himself in the dark shadows.

A few breaths later, three guards carrying lanterns and wearing long swords at their waists entered the rear courtyard to patrol.

They made a round, didn't spot Qin Yang hiding in the shadows, and quickly left.

Qin Yang, however, silently followed behind them.

Generally speaking, the places guards patrolled most frequently and visited the most were bound to be the manor's key areas.

These guards never imagined anyone would be tailing them.

Perhaps it was because the Inner City had been peaceful for so long that they'd long lost their vigilance and grown quite lax.

"I heard the Young Master has been cultivating the Turtle-Snake Art in the Meditation Chamber these days, trying to break through to Qi Gathering as soon as possible."

"The Turtle-Snake Art is a Second-Rate Qi Gathering Method—it won't be that easy to break through."

"Of course, but if the Young Master succeeds, the Huang Manor will have two Qi Gathering Martial Artists. Then we can swagger all over Linjiang City."

"Hope so."

The three guards murmured among themselves.

Soon, they arrived at a quiet courtyard.

Once there, the guards dared not speak and even softened their footsteps.

Qin Yang's eyes flickered as he stealthily slipped into a corner of the courtyard.

After the three guards left, he was about to move when he suddenly froze again.

A few breaths later, three more guards entered with lanterns, making a round that nearly reached the dark corner where Qin Yang was hiding.

If the lantern light illuminated him, Qin Yang would have nowhere to hide.

Just then.

Whoosh~

The guard at the front saw something flash before his eyes.

"Strange... did any of you see a dark shadow just now?"

The guard frowned.

"No."

"Didn't see anything."

"Maybe you've been hitting the brothels too much and your kidneys are weak, making you see things."

The two guards behind teased him softly.

"Enough. My eyes are just a bit tired."

"Let's go."

The guard figured he'd misseen it and left with his lantern.

They didn't know.

A figure had silently appeared behind them.

Just now, Qin Yang had used Fleeting Light, Glancing Shadow, taking advantage of the darkness to flash past them.

After this patrol left, Qin Yang crept to the wall.

Faintly, he seemed to hear voices.

"Ruhu, you still haven't grasped the basics of the Turtle-Snake Art?"

A somewhat disappointed voice came from inside the room.

"No. My comprehension is too poor. After half a month, I've gained very little."

A man's voice, full of reluctance, answered.

Inside the Meditation Chamber.

Huang Xinglong gazed at his eldest son, Huang Ruhu, and sighed softly. "It seems this Second-Rate Qi Gathering Method is much harder to get started with than I imagined."

"Don't lose heart. Just cultivate slowly."

The path of martial arts was full of obstacles.

Encountering obstacles wasn't the worst—the worst was losing heart and drive.

That was a devastating blow for any martial artist.

Huang Ruhu gritted his teeth. "Father, rest assured. Within a month, I will definitely master the basics of the Turtle-Snake Art."

Huang Xinglong was very pleased with Huang Ruhu's attitude and was about to speak.

Crack~

A faint sound, like a small twig being stepped on, came from outside the room.

Huang Ruhu didn't even notice the subtle noise.

But Huang Xinglong did.

He frowned, signaling Huang Ruhu to stay silent, then pushed off with his feet and burst through the window.

Bam.

The moment Huang Xinglong charged out.

He only caught a glimpse of a dark figure swiftly vaulting over the courtyard wall.

"Bold thief!"

Huang Xinglong bellowed, his figure shooting out like lightning in pursuit.

That roar also thoroughly roused everyone in the Huang Manor.

Numerous guards, along with several members of the Huang Family, rushed toward the Meditation Chamber.

Soon, the courtyard of the Meditation Chamber was ablaze with light.

"Ruhu, what happened?"

"Where did Big Brother go?"

Several uncles of the Huang Family arrived and quickly called out.

"It seems some thief sneaked into our manor. Father has gone after him."

Huang Ruhu stepped out of the Meditation Chamber and said in a deep voice.