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Chapter 146 Another Woman Acquired [Major Revision!]

"Hurry up!"

Zuo Jing isn't afraid at all!

Golden Silk Technique!
That sounds really impressive.

Wen Xiao dared not provoke him, and immediately recited the entire "Golden Silk Technique" from memory.

This is also a unique skill of Fushan City. In terms of skill, it is indeed not much inferior to the "Evening Drum Elixir Technique," only the focus and direction of effort are different.

The "Evening Drum Dan Gong" emphasizes "defense and counterattack".

The Golden Silk Technique is the ultimate defense. When it is mastered, the muscles, bones, skin, blood, and strength all transform into layers of golden silk, making one truly impervious to swords and spears, and impervious to water and fire. It is extremely powerful.

Wen Xiao clearly hasn't reached the 'Golden Silk' realm yet; she's currently only at the 'Silver Silk' realm, but she's still incredibly strong.

"Golden Silk Technique".

"Good good!"

Zuo Jing was delighted.

He remained the same as always, continuing to seek advice from experts on the Dream of the Red Chamber, such as Han Kezhong.

With more time available this time, Zuo Jing found even more masters of the Dream of the Red Chamber.

Pooling wisdom and ideas.

Outstanding effect.

at the same time.

Zuo Jing returned to Kuangshan Turtle Back Peak and entered the deep dungeon inside the mountain. Yao Xi was still bound hand and foot, but notice that many of her wounds had already healed on their own.

Its skin is as tough as bone.

The meat is cooked until it's alive.

Tension is like a taut string.

Broken bones are as strong as steel.

This inhuman 'vitality' is a basic ability possessed by all martial artists of the tenth rank and above: no flesh wound is considered an injury, and their recovery ability is astonishing.

Zuo Jing didn't capture many Tier 12 Descendants alive, but he studied Yao Xi the most and understood her personality best.

Ruthless and vicious.

Rebellious by nature.

Although she mainly studies another unique skill of Fushan City, "Twilight Drum Elixir Technique," she must have some understanding of "Golden Gauze Technique," and must have read and memorized it.

Zuo Jing was certain.

Therefore.

Lang said loudly, "Yao Xi! Stop behaving yourself!"

Yao Xi said, "I didn't!"

Zuo Jing simply said three words: "Golden Sha Gong."

"..."

Yao Xi gave an awkward smile: "How do you know everything?"

Having spent four months with 'Yuwen Chengdu,' she already knew his temper. Instead of being stubborn and risking physical harm, and not wanting to be splattered with excrement again, she immediately said, "I'll tell you!"

then.

He then proceeded to reveal the entire "Golden Silk Technique" in detail.

Zuo Jing took it and compared it with what Wen Xiao had said.

No better than not knowing.

The comparison is startling.

One-line gorge.

"enough!"

Zuo Jing forcefully interrupted Wen Xiao: "Still not behaved!"

Wen Xiao was startled, filled with rage: "There really is a traitor!"

Without him.

The reason Zuo Jing interrupted her was precisely the part where she started making things up, which Zuo Jing saw through at a glance.

What does this mean?
This indicates that Zuo Jing had already obtained the "Golden Silk Technique".

This is a unique skill of Fushan City. Where did Zuo Jing obtain it?

No need to ask!
It must have been given by an insider!

Wen Xiao now completely believed Zuo Jing's claim that someone had betrayed her, and her defenses crumbled once more: "Fuck your mother, Xi Ya! I curse you to have sons without an anus, and may your ancestors for eighteen generations go to hell and never be reincarnated!"

She yelled and vented her emotions.

"Alright, alright!"

Zuo Jing interrupted this emotional outburst: "Give me the complete 'Golden Silk Technique' first. If you dare to play tricks again, you won't even have the chance to insult others!"

Wen Xiao behaved herself this time.

She had made up her mind. She would compromise and survive, and then find the traitor, Xi Ya, and take revenge on that bitch!

then.

He explained everything in detail, like spilling beans, and after comparing it with what Yao Xi had said, there were finally no more mistakes or omissions.

However, whether it's the "Golden Silk Technique" or the "Evening Drum Elixir Technique" that Yao Xi previously explained, there's a problem—

"Incomplete!"

... ""Golden Sha Gong" is incomplete."

"The 'Evening Drum Elixir Technique' is also incomplete."

Zuo Jing frowned, and Wen Xiao himself honestly explained: "In order to prevent the secret techniques from being leaked, the sect teaches secret techniques like the Golden Silk Technique in stages. I only have the first thirteen levels of the technique now. Only when I advance to the thirteenth level can I be taught the fourteenth level."

Then you can't do it.

Yao Xi mainly cultivates the "Evening Drum Elixir Skill" and has not practiced the "Golden Gauze Skill," but she also has the first thirteen levels of the skill. Compared to her, Wen Xiao is far inferior.

This is the difference between having a background and not having one.

What kind of bullshit rules are these? They're all made for the weak and those without connections.

Like Yao Xi, whose parents are both martial saints in Fushan City, with a powerful background, the rules are meant to be broken.

Poor Wen Xiao.

No background.

At this moment, Wen Xiao was very anxious: "You have something on me now. Once the sect finds out that I've spread the 'Golden Silk Technique' outside, they will definitely execute me. You holding this secret is equivalent to holding my life in your hands. When I return to the sect and obtain the follow-up techniques, I will definitely send them to you as soon as possible. Really, if you kill me, you will get nothing! But if you let me go, I, Wen Xiao, will definitely follow your lead from now on!"

That sounds good.

but--

"I can spare your life, but I can't let you go anytime soon, lest you ruin my big plans!"

I truly want your life spared.

But the talk of short-term versus long-term is just a lie.

Zuo Jing never intended to let Wen Xiao go; he simply wanted to add another 12th-rank prisoner to his list, just like Yao Xi.

Don't even say it.

It's really different.

This is Wen Xiao.

That Yao Xi.

They came from the upper realm and knew many common knowledge about the upper realm, but these were secrets in the lower realm. They knew many inside stories of Fushan City, and their questions were always answered, and their conversations were always fresh. Zuo Jing had indeed dug up a lot of secrets from Yao Xi before.

This includes information on the strength, background, personality, and character of the other disciples from Fushan City who accompanied her to the lower realm, so that he can prescribe the right medicine for the problem.

This is one aspect.

on the other hand--

'Twelfth level.'

'rare.'

"Just keeping him locked up means he can come and ask questions if he encounters any difficulties or confusion in his cultivation later. This is even better than having a twelfth-level master."

When it comes to a master, that's called asking for guidance. If the master doesn't explain things clearly, or if he wants to test you, you can only figure it out on your own in a daze, and you'll have to suffer the consequences!
However, Zuo Jing could slap Wen Xiao and Yao Xi across the face for any question he asked, even if they answered incorrectly, poorly, or even just had a bad attitude. If pushed too far, he would throw feces at them.

Put it outside—

Would an apprentice dare to slap his master?
Would an apprentice dare to throw excrement at his master?
dare not.

and so--

'To become an apprentice?'

'What kind of master are you talking about!'

'I have prisoners, that's enough.'

He liked the people in the prison the most because they were all talented and had pleasant voices.
Zuo Jing likes Wen Xiao.

Wen Xiao's expression changed: "You're playing me!"

She has already confessed to the "Golden Silk Technique," so why won't you let her go?

Upon hearing this, Zuo Jing's face darkened: "I don't like your temper."

clap clap clap!
He clapped his hands, and the thousand assassins he had sent to carry the kerosene finally returned.

"Wen Xiao".