Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 199 Crushing Through

The pain shot straight to his brain from the wound, and the man instinctively covered his arm, but could not stop the blood from flowing out.

My thoughts are already in disarray.

I knew my opponent was extraordinary from the first exchange, but I never expected to be beaten like this in just one move!

Most importantly, this guy's kung fu is so weird!
He boasted that he had seen many masters in the martial world. Swords flashing, talismans and incantations, controlling corpses and ghosts—he had never seen anyone with such abilities before.

No, we're no match for them.

We need to leave as soon as possible!

With a slight push of his feet, the man's figure blurred into an afterimage, and a nameless wind suddenly rose from the surrounding forest, attempting to lift him away.

With a light touch of the toes, she seemed to ride the wind, stepping on a fallen leaf, and soaring straight towards the distant treetops.

Lin Jiang was amazed by this lightness skill.

That light-footed skill was indeed impressive.

However, his opponent was injured, and his seemingly graceful movements only allowed him to remain airborne for a brief moment. For an ordinary person, it might be difficult to get close, but for Lin Jiang…

He stomped his foot hard, and the clouds surged around his feet again, causing his body to rise into the air.

A whooshing sound was heard from below, and the man looked down, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Before I could even react, I suddenly felt a terrifying force coming from my heel.

I felt a sharp pain in my groin as I was forcibly pulled down from mid-air.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud and couldn't get up for a long time.

After struggling in the mud for a while, the man looked down at his inner thighs.

His entire lower leg was almost completely rotten, with flesh and bone exposed. He couldn't even move, let alone run away.

"You can't leave yet. I need to know who sent you."

Lin Jiang squatted down in front of the man, reached out and picked up the severed arm from the ground, caught it on the man's severed arm, and then blew a breath of life energy into it.

When Lin Jiang let go again, the man's arm had actually grown back!

The man lowered his eyes, staring incredulously at his arm—

It was connected backwards; the forearm was completely twisted.

Lin Jiang, on the other hand, was looking down at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

Even before that, he wanted to take the time to test the effects of his life force.

After all, the Qi of Cold and Heat has already demonstrated its powerful effects in actual combat, and as the first life force that Lin Jiang has mastered, its energy effect should not be too bad either.

Now that I've tried it, it's really true.

Even with some suspicions in his mind, Lin Jiang still found it strange after seeing the actual results.

Having studied medicine, he naturally knew that limb reattachment required aligning all the meridians and blood vessels neatly; simply forcing it together wouldn't work.

But he really just caught it casually.

Such methods should have other uses in the future.

After witnessing this method, the man finally seemed to wake up from a dream:
"Point Star? You're Point Star?"

"No, the second level." Lin Jiang thought for a moment, then said very seriously, "Half-step into the third level!"

man:"……"

There is no such thing as "a single step in the great rise"; the number of heavens is simply the number of heavens, and great achievements and small achievements are all empty words.

Besides, whose second heaven is like this?

"Tell me honestly who sent you, and I'll fix your arm back in place."

Lin Jiang reached out and poked the man's arm, saying.

Upon hearing this, the man fell into a long silence.

Just as Lin Jiang thought he was about to tell him the truth, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on the man's face:
"A scholar will die for one who understands him; I would never betray my lord!"

Before he could finish speaking, he gritted his teeth.

In an instant, white smoke rose from above his head, he convulsed twice on the spot, and collapsed.

Lin Jiang frowned upon seeing this and squatted down to check the man's breath.

It's completely dead, utterly dead.

So decisive?

Lin Jiang pulled a tiger-skin robe from his pocket:

"Help me refine him into a ghoul."

"Master, I haven't even finished digesting the gangsters I ate a while ago."

Tiger Robe was somewhat helpless.

Refining the cougars cannot be done overnight. Some of the martial arts practitioners we ate a couple of days ago were quite skilled. If Tiger Robe wants to extract all their abilities, it will take some time.

"Let's eat first, let's eat first."

Lin Jiang chuckled.

Tiger Robe could only sigh helplessly, and then covered the corpse with it.

A moment later, the man in the robe made a sound of confusion.

"what happened?"

"This person... seems to have burned his own three souls and seven spirits just now, I didn't taste his soul."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder.

They're truly trained assassins.

Such utter self-destruction. What did they promise that made it worth this?

Lin Jiang didn't quite understand the thoughts of these suicide soldiers.

Seeing that there were no other enemies, Lin Jiang turned and left, heading straight towards the teahouse.

When they returned to the teahouse, the square-faced woman was using several silver needles to insert into the faces of the people in front of her one by one.

Everyone who had been pricked with acupuncture needles, including the waiter, looked dazed and drooled.

Seeing Lin Jiang return, Jiang Jinyue also joined in:

"Have they caught that person?"

“He’s completely dead. He was a suicide soldier; he burned his own soul to ashes.” After saying this, Lin Jiang threw out the man’s weapon: “The weapon he carried was quite unique.”

Jiang Jinyue glanced to the side, her eyebrows twitching slightly:
"This person is carrying quite a variety of things."

She walked up to Chang Gong and kicked him:
"This is a horse-shooting bow from the northern grasslands. It is extremely heavy and can kill a horse with a single arrow from dozens of feet away when fully drawn. This knife, however, is a common item used by the Gu people in the south. Originally a herb-gathering knife, it has been used in other fierce ways by them."

"This person has learned two sets of methods, one from the south and one from the north."

Clearly, its origins can no longer be traced back to its martial arts style.

Lin Jiang turned his gaze to the square-faced woman: "What are you doing?"

"A method of torture used to force prisoners to confess."

"Have you found out who did it?"

"There are two groups of people here. One group is a well-known assassination organization in the martial arts world called 'One Point Red.' They are loosely organized, only recognizing people and not people, and only knowing how to do things for money. They don't know who the mastermind is. The other group is local bandits who said that someone paid them a sum of money some time ago to ambush and kill people here. They also didn't see the mastermind's face."

Lin Jiang frowned upon hearing this:

"The people who did this were quite cautious; they even split into several groups."

“Young master, you may not know this,” Jiang Jinyue shook her head, “but I’m afraid there’s more than one person who wants to kill Liu Shuwen.”

Lin Jiang looked puzzled.

“Most officials in the capital have personal connections, and high-ranking officials like Liu Shuwen have even more. The more people flattered him while he was alive, the more people wanted him to die quietly.”

Jiang Jinyue explained to Lin Jiang:
"This handling of Liu Shuwen was not entirely handled by the Ministry of Justice. After all, he previously held a very high official position, and without a powerful backer, the Court of Judicial Review could not touch this former Minister."

"Who is this powerful backer you're talking about?"

"I don't know the origin of the imperial decree." Jiang Jinyue shook her head. "There may be too many people involved. Perhaps the Third Prince is using this as an excuse to deal with the eldest brother, or perhaps the Imperial Advisor wants to rectify the court situation, or even the First Prince wants to take this opportunity to reprimand his subordinates."

"In short, the Dali Temple can only take action with the help of an imperial decree."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang roughly understood why so many people had come to kill Liu Shuwen.

The above statement caused widespread panic. Any official with ties to Liu Shuwen, if they felt guilty, would likely try to take action against him.

The route from capturing Liu Shuwen to sending him back to Beijing was the best place to strike.

They swaggered around without trying to hide their tracks, making it incredibly easy to find them.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Shuwen was once so powerful and influential in the capital, but now even a dog on the street would want to kick him.

Lin Jiang even felt that the person who sent Liu Shuwen out back then probably didn't want to save him, but had other plans.

"People in the capital are so calculating."

“Being cunning doesn’t equate to being smart.” Jiang Jinyue sneered: “The killing of Liu Shuwen was probably orchestrated by someone else, and only then did people in the capital respond. There’s no such thing as so many brilliant schemes.”

"I really think it's quite impressive," Lin Jiang said sincerely. "It's rare to see someone so meticulously scheming and plotting against others."

Jiang Jinyue wasn't sure if this counted as a compliment.

After extracting all the information, the square-faced woman pulled out the steel needles. The men collapsed to the ground, drooling, clearly unable to take care of themselves.

The group had no intention of killing these idiots.

Jiang Jinyue gathered everyone together and said:

"The journey back to the capital will likely be fraught with trouble. We have two options. One is to avoid the main roads and take side roads back to the capital, which would save a lot of trouble, but would take longer. The second..."

Jiang Jinyue turned her gaze to Lin Jiang and Gong Xuan:

"Fight back hard."

"Will they really come wave after wave?" Han Wangzhi was a little confused: "Young Master and Daoist are both top experts. No matter how many assassins from the inner and outer halls of the martial arts world come, it won't make a difference. And those people in the capital can't possibly hire some stars to block the way."

"Yes, at least this time." This time, Li Fang explained to his apprentice, "Did you know before you came that Young Master Zhu and Daoist Gongxuan would be accompanying us?"

"How am I supposed to know that?" Han Wangzhi kept scratching his head.

“Since you don’t know about the people in the entourage, then naturally these martial arts masters who pick red marks won’t know either. Besides, they actually want to kill Liu Shuwen, who is powerless, not us.”

Han Wangzhi thought about it and realized that it did seem to make sense.

Although Young Master Zhu is highly skilled, he has no reputation in the martial arts world.

Let alone assassins who roam the martial arts world, even in the capital, many officials are unaware of the existence of such a master.

"Young Master, what do you say?" Gong Xuan did not express his opinion, but turned his head to look at Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang thought for a moment.

He really didn't want to get into trouble.

Being attacked along the way, and ultimately never finding the culprit, is unpleasant just to think about.

"Since we've already been targeted by these thieves, I'm afraid even taking a detour won't help us avoid them much."

"That should be the case. These people have their own informants and methods, and it would probably take a long time to avoid them."

"Then we won't beat around the bush," Lin Jiang said slowly.
“I dislike the behavior of the city officials. Since they are willing to spend money and manpower to hire thieves, let’s just take the main road and run them over.”

(End of this chapter)