Decaying World

Chapter 70 070 Devouring II

"Thank you for the million," Lin Hui said with a smile.

"You!?" The woman was furious and was about to retort.

"Either pay up, or die." Lin Hui's grip on the sword hilt tightened slightly.

The woman felt a chill run down her spine. Meeting the other person's gaze, she wanted to ask, "Why?!" She had only been looking outside; she hadn't gone in.

But she dared not say those words.

This guy in front of me, this junior, is too fast, and he has a fearless attitude that's completely different from Bao He.

Furthermore, the other party's family background is mysterious, and they seem to have powerful forces within the inner city backing them up.
"I don't have that much money on me." After a moment, the middle-aged woman lowered her head.

"Then we'll settle this with goods," Lin Hui said without any hesitation.

The woman then rummaged through her clothes and finally managed to produce two items as collateral, which she gave to Lin Hui.

One was a pale yellow crystal she had obtained when she and others hunted monsters in the foggy area together.

The other was an exquisite dagger, extremely sharp, a superior weapon comparable to the Qinghe Sword.

After taking the items, Lin Hui let the person leave, then turned and walked towards a clothing store not far away.

Inside the shop, an elderly man with white hair and a long gray robe saw this, immediately pulled his granddaughter, lowered his head, and turned to leave.

"Grandpa, why did you leave so suddenly? Weren't you going to Black Dragon Gate to take a look?" The granddaughter was a beautiful girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a light green dress with a slender waist. She asked with some confusion.

"I'm not watching anymore, it'll cost a million more if I keep looking. I can't afford that. This old man only has so much money left for his coffin. That kid is too fast, even faster than Bao He was back then. It's not just his movement, his swordsmanship is even faster!" the old man said in a low voice.

Not only him, but many other powerful figures who had been secretly observing from the sidelines also began to leave, fearing that if they hesitated even a little, Lin Hui would block their way and demand money.

Before long, the once bustling Black Dragon Gate headquarters became much quieter.

Lin Hui then turned around and prepared to return.

But he had only taken a few steps when a voice suddenly crept into his ears from somewhere.

"Sect Leader Lin, you are very arrogant, daring to monopolize such a large piece of fat meat as the Black Dragon Gate. But the Qingfeng Sword Sect now has many disciples. Aren't you afraid that your disciples will be ambushed and killed outside?" The voice was sarcastic and strained, clearly not wanting to be recognized.

"Then go die. It's a waste of a spot for a useless person to stay in the Sword Sect," Lin Hui said indifferently.

The other person was taken aback and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Is there anything else? I'm free right now, I can say it all at once," Lin Hui continued.

"Fine, then let's see if Sect Leader Lin truly doesn't care about the deaths of his disciples!" The voice seemed to be enraged, and it snapped.

"Found you!" In the next instant, Lin Hui turned around sharply, leaving a trail of afterimages, and rushed straight to a corner of a wall not far away.

There stood a man in a yellow robe and straw hat with his back to the wall.

Hearing the commotion, the man in the straw hat was surprisingly fast, running only slightly slower than Lin Hui, and dashed into an alley to escape.

The two chased each other, with the person in front constantly changing direction and finding loopholes, skillfully avoiding going in a straight line, thus being quickly caught up.

Because if one tries to take a turn and exploit loopholes, and encounters various unfamiliar environments or situations with many obstacles, the pursuer must be alert to whether there is an ambush, thus having to slow down and stop.

This indirectly slowed down Lin Hui's speed.

During the chase, Lin Hui learned this move from his opponent, and he could use it if he encountered someone faster than himself in the future.

During their chase, the two unknowingly drifted away from the Black Dragon headquarters and arrived at a spacious open area surrounded by farmland, windmills, and mills.

The man in the straw hat jumped up and landed lightly on a field ridge, then turned to look at Lin Hui.

“Young man, you’re not the only one who’s fast. I may be a step slower, but that’s enough to catch your sword.”

The man in the straw hat took it off, revealing a wrinkled and sorrowful face.

"Your sword is fast, but you lack internal energy. Once you can't create a significant gap in strength, you'll be easily caught in a single move and forced into a battle of internal energy. At that point, you'll surely die."

"That's right, and who are you?" Lin Hui knew that many strange and monstrous figures would emerge on this trip, all eyeing the lucrative Black Dragon Gate and testing whether he, as the new sect leader, was qualified to take over Song Zhanlong's existing businesses.

Unexpectedly, an old guy whose movement speed was only slightly slower than his own actually appeared.

This person amplified his legs with internal energy, and with the speed increase, he was only slightly slower than me.

This is already extremely exaggerated.

You should know that his current movement technique is based on the original Qingfeng Sword's two body temperings, and the perfect version of the sword technique has forcibly increased his speed by two levels.

The Seven-Section Fast Sword Perfect Sword Technique and the Perfect Version of the Qingfeng Sword Technique made him 20% faster than the original Qingfeng Guanbao and Daoren in terms of regular sword speed and movement.

Qingfeng Sword was already known for its speed, and he could enhance it by another 20%, which is an extremely terrifying level.

After all, he was comparing body tempering and internal strength, two completely different realms.

But once you activate your internal energy...
"I am Xue Meng, the leader of the Yi Dao Sect. Young man, you have made too many enemies, which is not conducive to the operation of your business in the future. The businesses left by the Black Dragon Gate are bloated and complicated. Why not cooperate with my Yi Dao Sect? I will help you withstand some of the pressure, and the monthly profits will be split 50/50. What do you say?" the man in the straw hat said in a deep voice.

"That's a good idea. I've heard that the Yi Dao Sect is a newly established martial arts alliance sect, right? Xing Dao is like a rootless duckweed coming here, so my business can help him take root and settle down, right?" Lin Hui smiled.

"How about this, your Yi Dao Sect will also merge into my Qingfeng Sword Sect. We'll be one family in terms of profits and assets, so there's no need to distinguish between us."

"Interesting, arrogant enough." The old man wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat tempted.

"I saw you just exchange blows; you were indeed fast. But without breaking through the inner strength realm, it's ultimately just an illusion that crumbles at the first touch. So, if you want my Intent Blade Sect to join, we'll have to see if you, Sect Leader Lin, are capable enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward, a flash of white light from his blade, and unleashed a curtain of blade shadows as he slashed at Lin Hui.

The speed of this strike was only slightly slower than Lin Hui's.

As he said, without creating a generational gap, one cannot perfectly evade the opponent's attacks. Once tainted and colliding with them, and falling into the erosion of internal energy, Lin Hui will undoubtedly lose.

Able to extend internal energy into weapons, this is a sixth-level master!

Lin Hui dared not be careless; his opponent's internal strength was formidable, and it was best to avoid contact if possible. Immediately, he retreated repeatedly, dodging and observing his opponent's movements.

Ten moves later.

Twenty moves passed.

He dared not draw his sword unless he activated the Ascension effect, but his opponent was extremely fast and possessed immense internal energy. Even if he activated Ascension, he could not guarantee that his sword would not be eroded by the extension of internal energy.

After all, having profound internal strength means that one needs at least dozens of sword strikes to break through the barrier.

This level of sword strike is naturally impossible for slower opponents to catch, but it is quite dangerous for fast-moving opponents, such as those at the internal energy realm, as it can easily lead to a clash of internal energy.

On the narrow, muddy path on the edge of the field, only a meter wide, the two men moved forward and backward, their blades flashing like white waterfalls, cascading endlessly toward Lin Hui.

As the blade drew ever closer, Lin Hui found himself unable to dodge in time and was about to be struck.

"Is this all the skill Master Lin has? That's no way I'll be allowed to join the Bing Sect!" Xue Meng of the Yi Dao Sect laughed loudly.

"I just wanted to observe your strength more, brother." Lin Hui noticed that the other party's sword speed had slowed down and that he had no intention of hurting anyone. Sensing the other party's goodwill, he replied with a smile.

"However, Sect Leader Xue, be careful. I, Lin, have comprehended the martial arts of our sect and created a secret technique rooted in the Qingfeng Sword. Once activated, the speed may be even faster. If you're not careful, you might not be able to stop yourself."

"Oh? I'd like to see what you've got!" Xue Meng's eyes lit up.

"Be careful!" Lin Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly activated his Ascension.

laugh! !

In an instant, the sword at his waist flashed out of its sheath.

The sword disappeared, turning into wisps of afterimages, moving like a gentle breeze, piercing and slicing at a terrifying speed twice as fast as before.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

In an instant, the Qinghe Sword sparked a burst of sparks on Xue Meng's body.

That was the result of the internal force barrier colliding with the sword tip at high speed.

This speed is too fast, far too fast. Not to mention the extension and erosion of internal force, even just seeing it clearly would be extremely difficult for Xue Meng.

He had a feeling it would happen soon, but he didn't expect it to happen this fast!
This is what you call "hurry up"?!

That's several times faster!
In an instant, the situation between the two changed completely, from Lin Hui retreating to Xue Meng retreating.

Xue Meng's face was contorted in shock; he was completely stunned by the beating.

He couldn't see it clearly, he couldn't see it at all. He only felt that the sword shadow opposite him was like a gentle breeze, all-pervasive and impossible to catch. It truly deserved the name of the Gentle Breeze Sword!

Back, back, back!

He didn't know how far he had retreated, but Xue Meng stepped off the edge of the paddy field, lost his footing, and stepped into the field. Even though his feet were covered in mud, he didn't care.

The sword shadows before him were too fast and too dense, causing his internal energy barrier to be depleted at an extremely rapid pace.

At this rate, he would be worn down to death by his opponent in at most ten minutes due to exhaustion of his internal energy.

Although he still had a secret technique he could unleash, the two did not have any deep-seated hatred, so there was no need to use such a harmful weapon as a secret technique. After trying several methods without being able to reverse the decline, Xue Meng simply shouted.

"I give up, I'm not fighting anymore!!"

He's over seventy years old. If he uses a secret technique, he can indeed greatly increase his speed and internal strength in a short period of time, but that will also shorten his lifespan to some extent.

They were all people who wanted to retire and focus on health. They left Xingdao in order to find a stable and peaceful environment and avoid hurting themselves by fighting too much.

If he comes back and things are still the same, then what's the point of him coming to Tu Yue?
Swish.

The moment his cry rang out, the gentle breeze stirred up by the sword shadow abruptly stopped.

Lin Hui appeared a few meters in front of him, smiled slightly, and sheathed his sword.

"Concession."

"Merge factions? Your secret technique is too outrageous! We must merge factions!" Xue Meng said, panting.

“We can exchange martial arts techniques.” Lin Hui smiled, realizing that the other party also had some trump cards that he hadn’t used. No one but him could learn the Feather Transformation technique, but with his Blood Seal talent, learning other martial arts would be a piece of cake and a breeze.

This is a huge profit no matter what.

(End of this chapter)