As Lian Youming looked at Qin Yuhu's letter, many thoughts ran through his mind, but he still did not dare say much. Without sufficient strength, everything else was pointless, and this was not something he could interfere in anyway.
If his guess was right, the old fossil they had unearthed might well be a martial artist from the same era as the Mountain-Guarding Old Man. Dealing with him would require, at the very least, a great master like Li Da or Yang Cuo to take action personally.
Thinking it over, he still felt uneasy and decided to call Qin Yuhu tomorrow to discuss it in detail.
Besides, there were things he needed to prepare in advance.
Word of his fight with Liu Ruotong would probably spread before long and reach Xue Hen's ears. The man was obsessed with martial arts. If a sudden impulse brought him here, a major battle would be unavoidable. Lian Youming had to seize every moment to improve his strength, not to mention the Young Sect Leader of Taiji Gate waiting further down the line. Every second counted.
Yan Lingyun entered the study just then. She leaned closer and sniffed, her nostrils twitching slightly, and caught the scent of medicine. She said nothing about it, only telling him gently, "Undo your clothes. I'll treat your injuries with acupuncture."
Early the next morning.
Lian Youming slid his arm out from beneath Yan Lingyun's head and left home.
Because he had gone to call Qin Yuhu, he was already a little late when he reached school.
Sure enough, just as he had expected, the Northeast had already made a move.
But neither Li Da nor Yang Cuo had been sent. It was someone else, a very mysterious young man surnamed Chen, who had also taken first place in