Free Web NovelChapter 200: Chapter 193: Go, Accompany Him
Back at Qingxu Temple, this Ye Longtao had mocked them relentlessly!
If Ye Longtao found out it was them, a bunch of outer-sect disciples, who had knocked him out, he would probably spend an entire day cursing them out and making sarcastic remarks!
And seeing that Dong Changsheng was afraid of offending this inner-sect undercover agent, they all spoke up to comfort him.
"This is just karma getting back at him!"
"Just looking at his face pisses me off!"
"But what if he saw that it was Mr. Dong who knocked him out?"
"If that leads to..."
They didn’t dare finish the sentence.
Li Chunfeng looked at the unconscious Ye Longtao and clapped his hands with a smile.
"Well, I’ll be! Isn’t this great!"
"Think about it. If he were actually skilled enough to see who knocked him out, with his Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, he would have dodged long ago. Would he still be lying here, dead to the world?
Since he didn’t dodge, it means he didn’t see a thing!
And since he didn’t see anything, doesn’t that mean this has nothing to do with Mr. Dong?
If this isn’t a good thing, what is?"
[Wang Xiedi]: Isn’t this just a normal hardship that’s bound to happen in the life of an undercover agent? When you’re in a demonic sect, you could be hit by something falling from the sky at any moment. A small accident like this couldn’t be more normal.
[Su Ling’er]: This matter ends here. During the undercover mission, any incident that could cause internal conflict must be suppressed.
The junior undercover disciples all nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Dong, don’t worry. We will never speak of this."
"That’s right! We’ll just pretend today never happened."
Listening to the words of comfort and feeling the gazes of the crowd, the chill in Dong Changsheng’s heart was gradually replaced by a warm current.
The great stone weighing on his chest finally fell away.
He looked around at the group of junior brothers and sisters who had been through life and death with him, and a flame called "gratitude" reignited in his eyes.
’My dear junior brothers and sisters, I, Dong Changsheng, will remember this kindness!’
’I will one day repay today’s favor a thousandfold!’
...
They looked around, realizing the senior brother was already gone.
Several disciples worked together to lift Ye Longtao’s body from the ground. His limbs were limp, and he was completely unresponsive.
The group fell silent, their steps heavy as they walked toward the depths of the sect, to the area allotted to them as their living quarters.
But now, the row of thatched huts was long gone.
Over the past few days, everyone had gradually improved their living conditions.
Li Chunfeng had used newly cut bamboo to build the frame of a small building;
Other disciples had carried over mountain rocks to construct a stone house with thick, angular walls.
Each dwelling bore the mark of its builder’s hands, telling the story of its owner’s unique craftsmanship.
Depending on each person’s Spirit Stone income, the acquisition and refinement of items inside varied greatly, but every building now stood firm, dispelling the initial pathetic state where they looked like they could collapse at any moment.
Just then, everyone’s eyes caught sight of something strange amidst the cluster of buildings.
A lone thatched hut stood there, forming a jarring contrast with the surrounding bamboo and stone houses.
"Tsk."
"This place really is stingy. They can’t even be bothered to spend anything on housing for newcomers."
"What were you expecting? It’s not like they owe us anything. What more could you hope for?"
"It’s good enough they gave us a roof to keep out the wind and rain and didn’t just leave us to fend for ourselves in the wilderness."
"Anyway, since we’ve all upgraded, let’s just have Ye Longtao live in the thatched hut."
The disciples finished their conversation.
They worked together to drag Ye Longtao to the door of the thatched hut, then tossed him inside, letting his body THUD onto the packed-earth floor.
This place was called the Abode of Returning to Truth.
With the matter settled, the crowd immediately dispersed.
The wooden door of a bamboo building opened with a CREAK, and the window of a stone house revealed the glow of a fire.
The noise from the flurry of activity quickly faded, and the settlement returned to silence.
Everyone returned to their own residence, some to regulate their breathing, others to enter meditation. It was as if the recent disturbance had been nothing more than a pebble tossed into a lake, leaving no trace once the ripples faded.
...
Su Ling’er pushed open her door and went inside. The bolt slid shut, blocking out all the noise from behind her.
She sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, calming her heart and focusing her mind to circulate her cultivation technique.
The True Understanding of Ten Thousand Transformations Returning to the Origin surged within her automatically. True Qi washed through her meridians like a current, bit by bit mending her internal injuries;
At the same time, she split her focus, guiding another force to comprehend the Sword Refining Skill that was branded deep in her marrow. With every full circulation of the technique, a needle-like pain pricked from the depths of her bones and sinews;
And in her sea of consciousness, the Supreme Heart-Clearing Soul-Refining Skill spun on its own, guarding her mind.
The three cultivation techniques operated in parallel within her body, not interfering with one another, maintaining a strange kind of coexistence.
...
Inside Wang Xiedi’s small building, the scent of new wood still lingered, and the halo of an oil lamp on the table flickered gently.
He sat motionlessly, his breathing long and steady, fully focused on circulating the Ten Thousand Forms Red Dust Scripture.
But he had established too few "dao anchors," making the cultivation technique’s circulation extremely difficult. His True Qi’s progress stagnated as a result.
His cultivation was blocked by an invisible barrier, stuck at the threshold of the fifth layer of Qi Refining.
He estimated that it would take at least two or three more days of meditation to have a chance of shaking that barrier.
...
At this moment, Lin Qingfeng was in his own immortal’s cave.
His knuckles tapped a rhythm on the stone tabletop.
Thoughts raced through his mind.
’Since the mission progress is almost full, I might as well speed things up a bit!’
’Tomorrow, I’ll order all the NPCs to halt their other tasks and put them all on menial labor like sweeping, carrying water, and chopping wood...’
’Especially Su Ling’er and Ye Longtao, my two Foundation Establishment combatants, along with Dong Changsheng, that high-level Qi Refining cultivator... I’ll assign all of them to these menial labor teams...’
’At this rate, I can probably fill it up in a single day!’
Lin Qingfeng had a plan.
’Alright then, I’ll lay off tormenting Dong Changsheng tomorrow. Let him contribute to the sect’s construction.’
His thoughts shifted, jumping to Wang Xiedi.
’Fifth layer of Qi Refining... his progress is too slow.’
Lin Qingfeng’s brow twitched.
He suddenly remembered something.
The Curse of the Sinking Gaya had not yet been delivered to Wang Xiedi.
’She was the wife I prepared for him long ago.’
’I already told him to reassert his authority as a husband, but then I went and kept his wife from him. How does that make any sense?’
’As his brother, I’ve been truly negligent!’
Thinking this, he hesitated no longer.
Lin Qingfeng pinched his fingers together, and a talisman swirled into existence out of thin air.
His fingers danced across the talisman like a soaring dragon, swiftly inscribing his command.
With a flick of his wrist, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the corner of the cave was summoned, instantly flying before him.
The banner’s surface stirred without any wind. A wisp of black smoke drifted out from it, writhing and gathering on the floor, slowly coalescing into the contorted silhouette of Shen Jieye.
Lin Qingfeng flicked a finger, and the talisman carrying his command transformed into a streak of light, sinking into the space between Shen Jieye’s eyebrows.
"Go. Keep him company."
