Chapter 10, Golden Sword Talisman

Flying with the sword, covering ten miles in an instant

The old man glanced at Lin Mucheng and then cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Greetings, Master Lin."

This time, as he rushed over to apologize to Lin Mucheng, Chen Zhengnan already felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, not to mention that he had also broken his son's leg upon entering the door

He casually picked up the small book and flipped through it, revealing a faint smile on his face: "Xiao Ling, this book on the Split Light Sword Technique is quite good and very suitable for your current cultivation."

Brother Lin, why is it a pity for Manager Li

From childhood to adulthood, when has he ever suffered such humiliation? At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, which was to kill Fang Ling

This one hundred thousand taels of gold is sufficient to purchase an entire street in Dingfang City

It is precisely because of his resolute nature that it has shaped Young Master Chen's arrogant and overbearing character

Once he breaks through the Foundation Establishment stage, he will no longer have to be a mere shopkeeper in this fixed square city, and the things he encounters will become much more diverse

As soon as he returned home, he was dealt a resounding slap by his father.

Lin Mucheng nodded and took out a talisman from his sleeve, saying: "This is a Golden Sword Talisman. In times of danger, it can match the full-force attack of a practitioner at the seventh level of Qi Refinement. However, it can be used a maximum of three times, so be sure to keep it safe."

Hahaha, Master Lin, you are too polite. Young Master Fang's matters are my own concerns!" Li Mingli, who was already prepared to make some sacrifices, said with a smile.

Lin Mucheng understood the meaning in Fang Ling's gaze, and a sense of self-satisfaction involuntarily arose in his heart

Lin Mucheng looked at the few sheets of paper, a strange smile appearing on his face. He glanced at Chen Zhenghua, who was howling on the ground like a dead dog, and then淡淡ly said to Chen Shengnan: "Master Chen, since this son has been born, he must be properly taken care of; otherwise, who knows when it might happen that not only will there be no son left, but the whole family might be gone as well"

A piercing cry came from outside the house, and with this cry, someone spoke in a deep voice: "Chen Jia Chen Shengnan, seeking an audience with Master Lin."

No, it should be said that the last person was dragged in

Looking at this head that still bore a trace of fear and unwillingness, Fang Ling felt no sympathy, only a heart determined to grow stronger

He did not speak, but Lin Mucheng, who was sitting beside him, said lightly: "Manager Li, can the grievances my brother has suffered be resolved with just one person's head?"

The dripping blood flowed all over the Fang family's floor, accompanied by the high and low cries of despair, which were emitted by this young master Chen

Ah!

It is evident that the items on these three small trays do not excite him

If Zhenbao Pavilion were to sell this sword technique, it would certainly not be less than 100,000 taels of gold

However, he did not expect that this Master Lin would be so disrespectful to him

Chen Shengnan, the head of the Chen family, is a significant figure in the entire Dingfang City, known for his decisive authority

Li Mingli's heart twitched for a moment; the items in these three trays were all carefully selected by him. Not to mention anything else, just that one hundred pieces of fairy stones are worth one hundred thousand taels of gold

This time, four young attendants in white robes entered, each carrying a tray. On the first young attendant's tray was a jade bottle the size of a fist; on the second young attendant's tray was a sheathed long sword; on the third attendant's tray were celestial stones spread across the plate; and on the fourth tray lay a small, yellowed book.

Fang Ling glanced at the paper and saw it filled with writing and several bright red seals, but for a moment, she could not discern what it was.

However, even so, others do not take it to heart

Immediately afterwards, he was dragged to the small Fang family to apologize, and his legs were brutally broken outside the Fang family's door

"This is a very intelligent person, what a pity!" Lin Mucheng said as he grabbed the small bottle, sniffed it, and said to the other party, "Although the quality of this Qi-boosting pill is average, it is sufficient for you to cultivate to the fourth layer of Qi training."

Lin Mucheng looked at Fang Ling, who had a hint of joy on her face, and said softly: "Xiao Ling, since the matter is settled, I need to hurry back to the sect to refine medicine. In the future, you should focus on your cultivation and live well. Although your spiritual perception is quite good, it is better not to go to the Lasha Secret Realm again."

As he spoke, he handed the small book to Fang Ling, then casually glanced at the items on the other three trays, but did not make any further moves

Fang Ling did not pay much attention to the Qi Refining Pill; he had stored quite a few medicinal herbs in his Qiankun bag. What he cared about was Lin Mucheng's evaluation of Li Mingli.

Walking in front of him was an old man who bore a seven-point resemblance to Chen Zhenghua, yet appeared even more sinister in demeanor.

The houses surrounding the Fang family are, in fact, the original contracts of the Fang family courtyard

The reason he was dragged in is that his legs have already been broken

In the midst of speaking, he kicked Chen Zhenghua hard on the leg again

Lin Mucheng nodded slightly but did not speak. Although Chen Zhengnan was dissatisfied with Lin Mucheng's attitude, he still respectfully said on the surface: "Master Lin, my son is ignorant and has offended you. It is truly my lack of discipline, and I ask for your forgiveness."

He feels that this is already sufficient

However, while feeling deeply humiliated, he also felt a slight tremor in his heart. With Lin Mucheng's cultivation level, if he were to unleash a massacre within the city, how could the Chen family possibly withstand it

As the four plates were gently placed on the table, Li Mingli left with a smile. Although this time the Zhenbao Pavilion suffered considerable losses, he believed it was still worthwhile to appease the anger of a Foundation Establishment cultivator with these finances

To revitalize the family name, one of the greatest dreams of the master is to reclaim all the properties of the Fang family

Fang Ling paid no attention to the changes in Li Mingli's expression. He took the sword manual handed to him by Lin Mucheng and glanced through it roughly.

After leaving Dingfang City, Lin Mucheng let out a sigh. Although Fang Ling had decent spiritual perception, his aptitude was average, making it nearly impossible for him to become a cultivator. Introducing him to the sect would only harm him; it would be better for him to live a simple life.

This swordsmanship is indeed far superior to the ten moves of the family heirloom Qingyang Sword Technique.

Thank you, Brother Lin. Although Lin Mucheng's words seemed quite ordinary, Fang Ling sensed sincerity within them

Placing the talisman on the table, Lin Mucheng did not wait for Fang Ling to continue speaking; he had already transformed into a beam of sword light and flew out from the Fang family.

After the four young boys stood still, Li Mingli smiled and said: "Master Lin, Young Master Fang, this small gift is not meant to be a token of respect, and I hope it can compensate for the harm caused to Young Master Fang by my Zhenbao Pavilion"

Li Mingli, who has reached the ninth level of Qi training, has only a fifty percent chance of achieving the Foundation Establishment stage, which left Fang Ling feeling somewhat disheartened

And now, this sword manual has effortlessly fallen into my hands

It is all because of this kid that he has lost all his face

However, now, his head has been presented as a gift before Fang Ling

Master Lin, Young Master Fang, if there is anything you need, please do not hesitate to let me know. As long as it is within my capabilities, I assure you that Zhenbao Pavilion will spare no effort in assisting you!" Li Mingli respectfully clasped his fists and continued to speak politely to Fang Ling and the others

Void Retrieval, a technique that can only be performed at the peak of Qi cultivation, is executed by Lin Mucheng with the ease and naturalness of drinking water

Lin Mucheng smiled and said: "To step into the Foundation Establishment stage, one not only needs medicinal pills but also a heart that aspires to the Dao. Li Mingli is too clever; even with the Foundation Establishment Pill, the chance of success is only fifty percent."

In Dingfang City, as the steward of the Treasure Pavilion, Zhang Gui is a prominent figure wherever he goes

Although he has not yet practiced it, Fang Ling can sense the value of this sword technique

Chen Shengnan, trembling in his heart, had no choice but to suppress his pride under the pressure of Lin Mucheng and respectfully said: "Master Lin is right, after returning, I will certainly discipline this beast well"

Although his brother is also a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst

No wonder the Foundation Establishment cultivators are so distinguished; reaching the ninth level of Qi Refinement is inherently challenging, and among those who achieve the ninth level, even fewer attain the Foundation Establishment.

Well, you may go back now. However, there is one thing: I do not wish for Fang Ling to encounter any issues in Dingfang City.

After Chen Shengnan and his son departed, Lin Mucheng finally handed the few sheets of paper in his hand to Fang Ling. Upon inspection, Fang Ling realized that these papers were none other than some contracts.

The Spectral Sword Technique is suitable for cultivation during the Qi Refinement stage, emphasizing speed. When this technique is mastered to perfection, it manifests as nine edges in a single sword strike, with each strike being lethal.

Chen Shengnan nodded like a pecking bird and said: "Master Lin, rest assured, I guarantee that our Chen family will coexist peacefully with the Fang family"

Master Lin said that this expensive head is merely a token of apology from our Treasure Pavilion to Young Master Fang. As for the disturbances Young Master Fang has endured, our Treasure Pavilion has other gifts to present.

This dream, which in my view requires a lifetime of struggle, has been accomplished so effortlessly

Chen Zhenghua was already feeling quite wronged, and now his father has added insult to injury by putting more pressure on him. This has made his physical suffering even more unbearable, and he feels even more distressed emotionally.

It is not difficult for a broken leg to heal; the key is that the Chen family's reputation has already been trampled into the ground.

This is the house of the Fang family, which was taken away by various means after their decline. Now, these houses have returned to their rightful owners.

He understands that Lin Mucheng is afraid of him falling into danger again, as many skilled swimmers have drowned in the water. Lin Mucheng fears that he might rely on his intuition to gather herbs and ultimately perish in the secret realm of Lushan.

Lin Mucheng nodded and said: "Manager Li, you were unaware of this matter, so let it be. My little brother will continue to live in Dingfang City, and I hope Manager Li will take good care of him in the future"

Ah ... ...

Lin Mucheng said "come in," and five people walked in from outside

The person who was dragged in was none other than Chen Zhenghua, the eldest son of the Chen family

As he spoke, he took out a few sheets of paper and gently handed them over, saying: "A small gift, not meant as a token of respect, I hope the esteemed master will forgive me."

Although she was positioned behind Lin Mucheng, Fang Ling knew that there was no room for her to speak up

This made his desire to break through the foundational barriers even more intense amidst his reflections

Lin Mucheng reached out, and the yellowed little book fell into his hands