Identity Exposed

Mu Yinyao's sharp gaze suddenly fixed on Wen Qingkong.

Clearly, she suspected Wen Qingkong.

Wen Qingkong remained perfectly composed.

The White Lotus Sect had never stopped watching him—Wen Qingkong knew that well, and Mu Yinyao knew it too. What she was doing now was nothing more than testing him, to see whether he would reveal a flaw because of her actions.

Before long, Mu Yinyao turned her head away.

"Other than you and me, only Listening Wind Tea House knows about this."

"For the time being, don't go to Listening Wind Tea House. Wait until the results are out."

Wen Qingkong nodded in agreement.

Mu Yinyao looked at the dead Martial Arts Grandmaster. Divine Arrestor Zhuo Ying had broken three of the man's ribs, and a splinter of bone had even pierced through his skin.

"Handle it. Find a chance to send him to the Public Cemetery outside the city and bury him."

Mu Yinyao soared through the air, swiftly vanishing into the night.

Wen Qingkong looked at the Martial Arts Grandmaster's corpse, fetched a basin of water, and carefully washed it clean before removing the man's bloodstained clothes.

Then he lit Three Incense Sticks in the incense burner.

After observing for a while, he began sewing.

Since only one bone splinter had pierced the skin, the stitching was not difficult. Before long, he had sewn the wound shut.

Next, he found an old set of clothes in the side room that had not been worn for a long time. They were fairly clean, so he put them on the Martial Arts Grandmaster.

With that, the stitching was complete.

Corpse Seamstress: Life's Flashback, behold the mortal world, obtain supreme treasures

The host has sewn one corpse. Life's Flashback appears.

The Martial Arts Grandmaster was named Liu Cong. Like Qin Tian, Liu Cong had been an orphan taken in by the White Lotus Sect, where he had practiced martial arts since childhood.

However, Liu Cong had no childhood sweetheart chosen as a Holy Maiden. He was merely one of the more gifted among a batch of orphans.

At twelve, he was selected as a personal disciple of an elder and served at the elder's side while continuing his cultivation.

When he was fifteen, after his foundational martial arts had become solid, the elder he served taught him a set of Flying Eagle Eighteen Claws.

Liu Cong studied diligently and trained relentlessly, never relaxing for even a moment.

He wanted to become an elder, because elders held greater power.

At eighteen, Liu Cong began carrying out missions.

His first mission was to assassinate Li Shuhuan, the County Magistrate of Pingyuan County in Songzhou.

Li Shuhuan had forbidden the White Lotus Sect from spreading its teachings in Pingyuan County and had even destroyed the sect's strongholds there.

This enraged the White Lotus Sect.

The White Lotus Sect intended to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys—to let officials everywhere know how terrifying the White Lotus Sect was, and to make them stop interfering in its affairs.

Liu Cong carefully investigated Li Shuhuan's habits and discovered that Li Shuhuan greatly enjoyed traveling incognito, personally looking into the hardships the common people might encounter in the fields.

At the same time, Li Shuhuan often took in refugees, encouraged them to reclaim wasteland, and then exempted them from taxes, using this to increase Pingyuan County's population.

Thus, Liu Cong disguised himself as a refugee and was indeed assigned by Li Shuhuan to reclaim wasteland.

That day, Li Shuhuan had brought only two Yamen Runners with him as he traveled incognito to inspect the refugees' progress in reclaiming the land.

Liu Cong seized the opportunity. As Li Shuhuan spoke with him, both claws shot out, like a goshawk tearing apart its prey's flesh. Li Shuhuan's chest was instantly ripped open, blood gushing forth.

He fell to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief, as though demanding to know why Liu Cong wanted to kill him.

The two Yamen Runners cried out loudly, yet none of the nearby commoners dared step forward.

Li Shuhuan was only an ordinary man. Struck by Liu Cong's full-force Flying Eagle Eighteen Claws, how could he possibly survive?

Liu Cong's first mission had been completed beautifully—clean and decisive.

Nothing changed in the life that followed: training in martial arts, carrying out missions, earning merit, and obtaining ever more profound martial arts.

Liu Cong got his wish and became a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

He killed many people—good people like Li Shuhuan, as well as evil men; people of the imperial court, as well as heroic figures of the martial world.

Until tonight, when he attacked the Shen Family, had his ribs broken by a single punch from Divine Arrestor Zhuo Ying, known as the Unmatched Iron Fist, and was then finished off by Wen Qingkong.

The host has obtained Flying Eagle Eighteen Claws, Three Yin Centipede Claws, Vigorous Eagle Claw Skill, and the second level of the White Lotus Heart Sutra: Red Lotus Realm.

The Life's Flashback ended. Wen Qingkong digested the cultivation he had gained from Liu Cong. Liu Cong specialized in claw techniques, so there was no need to speak of the skill in his hands. Yet what delighted Wen Qingkong most was the White Lotus Heart Sutra Liu Cong had cultivated—a profound internal arts manual that pointed directly toward the realm of unity between man and heaven.

According to the contents of Liu Cong's Life's Flashback, the White Lotus Heart Sutra was divided into seven levels. From lowest to highest, they were the seven great realms of Green Lotus, Red Lotus, Azure Lotus, Black Lotus, Violet Lotus, Golden Lotus, and White Lotus.

Green Lotus represented the innate realm, Red Lotus represented Martial Arts Grandmaster, and Azure Lotus represented Grandmaster.

This was an internal arts manual that only core disciples of the White Lotus Sect could cultivate. Generally speaking, cultivating this internal art meant that one was, at the very least, an elder of the White Lotus Sect.

Liu Cong had obtained only the first three levels of the cultivation method, up through the Azure Lotus portion. As for the later levels, he would have needed to make a breakthrough before being qualified to view them.

What a pity.

But no matter what, after transmigrating here, Wen Qingkong finally had a martial art he could show off.

Wen Qingkong took care of Liu Cong's corpse, slept on the first floor, and slumbered straight through until dawn, feeling utterly refreshed.

Though he had not yet completely avenged himself, tricking the White Lotus Sect had finally let him vent some of the resentment in his heart.

When Li Lan'er woke up and saw an extra corpse on the first floor, she was not surprised. She merely assumed more business had come in.

After breakfast, Wen Qingkong played with little Shuang'er for a while before saying goodbye. He prepared a thin wooden coffin for Liu Cong, then hauled it to the Public Cemetery outside the city.

The Public Cemetery lay at the foot of a mountain five li east of Yujing City.

It was a low, desolate mountain, covered in withered vines and ancient trees. There were many trees, yet not a single green leaf could be seen. Their branches twisted grotesquely; beneath the night sky, they looked like vicious ghosts, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

Few people ever came here.

Wen Qingkong pulled the coffin here, gave the Public Cemetery's corpse keeper twenty large coins, then casually found a spot on the barren mountain, dug a pit, and buried Liu Cong.

Once that was done, Wen Qingkong simply gave the cart to the Public Cemetery's corpse keeper and returned to Yujing City.

For the next ten full days, Wen Qingkong did not receive a single job.

Instead, news came from Listening Wind Tea House. One morning, while selling vegetables at the market, he heard from customers buying vegetables that Listening Wind Tea House had changed proprietors, though no one knew why.

Wen Qingkong clicked his tongue in wonder. There was no suspicion on his end, but the proprietor of Listening Wind Tea House should not have been able to find any evidence either.

Unless that proprietor had truly betrayed the White Lotus Sect.

That night, the Holy Maiden Mu Yinyao came to Corpse Seamstress House Number Nine. Though he could not see her face, Wen Qingkong could still sense a deeply buried exhaustion in her voice.

Mu Yinyao told Wen Qingkong the details.

The proprietor of Listening Wind Tea House had indeed betrayed the White Lotus Sect. He had pledged allegiance to Ninth Prince Xia Dian of Great Xia long ago, and whenever something important happened, he would send Xia Dian word.

Wen Qingkong's expression turned ugly.

If he had gone to deliver a letter to the proprietor of Listening Wind Tea House, didn't that mean he had exposed himself as a member of the White Lotus Sect as well?