Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

Of course, other martial arts manuals are not without value either. Chen Wenqi can also extract the essence from them and further improve and deepen his martial arts skills by drawing inferences from one instance to another.

With this in mind, Chen Wenqi didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate his energy according to the mental formula of the Pure Yang Limitless Skill.

With the solid foundation laid by his mastery of the Chinese martial arts' Dan-Bao realm, Chen Wenqi encountered almost no obstacles and quickly sensed the ever-flowing spiritual energy between heaven and earth, successfully drawing it into his body and transforming it into incomparably pure true energy.

The concentration of spiritual energy inside the Xuanwu Secret Realm is extremely high, far exceeding that of the outside natural environment.

As the cultivation technique continued to operate, the vast and surging spiritual energy, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, continuously poured into his meridians, eventually converging at the middle dantian to form a magnificent and boundless ocean of true energy.

At this point, Chen Wenqi naturally and effortlessly cultivated the first level of the "Pure Yang Limitless Skill" to perfection.

After a considerable period of time, under the continuous nourishment and impetus of the rich spiritual energy, his cultivation advanced rapidly, breaking through the second, third, and fourth levels in succession.

It wasn't until he had cultivated the technique to the fifth level that Chen Wenqi felt a little tired. He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air that had accumulated in his chest and abdomen.

When that breath of turbid air was exhaled, it solidified and did not dissipate, shooting into the distance like an arrow released from a bow, a rather strange and peculiar sight.

Chen Wenqi was not sure exactly how long he had been cultivating, but he remembered that once he entered a deep state of cultivation, he would become completely absorbed and unable to extricate himself.

He got up and left the secret realm, returning to his room in the real world. Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, he was quite surprised to find that only two hours had passed in the real world, and it was just past nine o'clock at night.

Based on this calculation, he had actually been cultivating continuously in the secret realm for a full twenty hours.

At this time, the mother and younger siblings had already fallen asleep, and the room was quiet and peaceful, with only the faint chirping of insects coming from outside the window.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Wenqi's eyes. He knew in his heart that it was time to deal with the troubles lurking in the shadows.

To ensure the success and secrecy of the operation, he employed his superb disguise skills, transforming himself into an ordinary man in his thirties with an unremarkable appearance.

Subsequently, he used the special abilities granted by the secret realm to teleport ten times in a row, leaving his own courtyard silently.

He had already scouted out the location of Dahuaishu Hutong beforehand; it wasn't far from Nanluoguxiang.

With a slight thought, Chen Wenqi leaped into the air and, supported by his internal energy, unleashed the Cloud Ladder Leap Lightness Skill.

His figure was as light as a feather. He could leap seven or eight meters away with just a little leverage on the roof tiles, just like the martial arts heroes in the movie "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" who could fly over rooftops and leap across walls.

This feeling of soaring through the air and moving freely is truly exhilarating and incredibly pleasant.

Before long, Chen Wenqi arrived in the vicinity of Dahuaishu Hutong. He suppressed his aura and lightly landed back on the ground.

He slowly unleashed his spiritual power, carefully exploring his surroundings. He quickly realized that not far ahead was the entrance to the Ghost Market, where a thug was squatting at the alley entrance, leisurely smoking a cigarette.

Chen Wenqi walked towards the thug. Upon seeing him, the thug immediately stood up, looked him up and down, and asked, "Are you here to buy or sell something?"

Chen Wenqi glanced at the other person calmly and replied unhurriedly, "I'm here to see Master Lu to discuss a business deal."

The thug scrutinized Chen Wenqi again, and seeing that he was just an ordinary man in his thirties who looked unremarkable, he stopped asking questions, stepped aside to make way, and said, "Come with me."

Chen Wenqi was so direct because, according to information revealed by the thug he had previously subdued, this was the fastest way to see Lu San.

He followed silently behind the thug leading the way, his pace unhurried, before suddenly asking, "How much does it cost to buy a life here?"

The thug abruptly stopped, instinctively turning around to glance at Chen Wenqi. A barely perceptible hint of contempt flashed in his eyes. He scoffed and slowly replied, "A life, a thousand dollars. Can you afford that price, kid?"

"Don't worry about the money," Chen Wenqi replied calmly.

"Then follow me." The thug shook his head and continued to lead the way.

Chen Wenqi had already secretly used his mental energy to carefully examine the other party's body. He found that the thug had a short knife hidden at his waist, calluses on his hands from years of holding the knife, and an undisguised ferocity in his eyes. He was obviously a desperate person who was willing to risk his life.

Not long after, led by the thug, Chen Wenqi entered a courtyard marked number 37. The thug who led the way did not linger and quickly left.

Another thug was already waiting in the courtyard. When Chen Wenqi came in, he immediately went up and led him into the house.

As soon as Chen Wenqi stepped into the courtyard, he keenly sensed several unfriendly gazes falling on him. In the open space of the courtyard, some people were sitting around playing cards, while another group of people were gathered around a table drinking and gambling, creating a rather chaotic scene.

To Chen Wenqi's slight surprise, there was a hidden basement beneath the main house. He scanned it with his divine sense and found three radios and several sealed boxes inside.

Led by one of Lu San's men, Chen Wenqi entered the main house and finally met his target – Lu San.

Lu San had a pair of distinctive triangular eyes, and a long scar on his cheek extended from the corner of his eye to his jaw, which made his already fierce face even more ferocious.

"What are you doing here, kid?" Lu San leaned back in his armchair and asked in an icy tone.

"I'm here to buy my life." Chen Wenqi's expression was calm, and his tone was completely unwavering.

"A human life costs a thousand yuan. Pay the money first, and I guarantee I'll get it done for you within a week." Lu San said this casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter, not taking human life seriously at all.

"What if what I want to buy is your life?" Chen Wenqi leaned forward slightly, looking directly at Lu San.

Lu San was stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding, before bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha—this kid must be crazy!"

Hearing this, the thugs in the courtyard burst into laughter, staring at Chen Wenqi with mocking eyes, as if he were a clown jumping around.

"Kid, are you tired of living and looking for death? Tell me honestly, who sent you?" Lu San's laughter stopped abruptly, his face instantly darkening as he demanded sharply.

Several thugs standing at the entrance of the main house immediately surrounded him, each pulling out gleaming daggers from their waists, staring intently at Chen Wenqi, ready to rush forward and stab him to death at Lu San's command.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Wenqi's eyes, and an ancient longsword appeared in his hand without him even noticing. With a clear "clang," a dazzling sword light suddenly flashed past.

The six thugs surrounding him didn't even have time to react before their heads rolled to the ground, blood gushing out and staining the ground beneath their feet.

This sudden bloody scene stunned Lu San, whose face was originally full of ferocity. He froze on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

The other thugs in the yard were also stunned by the scene, their mouths agape, completely unable to see what had just happened.

A few of the quicker-reacting thugs, filled with endless fear, turned and tried to flee towards the courtyard gate.

However, before they could run a few steps, a gleaming throwing knife suddenly pierced through the air and, with a "thud," instantly pierced the throat of one of them.

This throwing knife was made of a special 18A1 alloy. It flew through the air at high speed, making a piercing sound, and in the blink of an eye, it slit the throats of all the thugs who were trying to escape outside the main house.

Before coming here, Chen Wenqi originally only planned to eliminate Lu San, but when he discovered the radio in the basement, he immediately changed his mind and decided not to leave a single survivor—these people were clearly enemy agents lurking in the shadows.

Sure enough, after cleanly and efficiently killing eighteen enemy agents, only Lu San remained alive in the entire courtyard.

Lu San was already terrified, his legs were weak and he could barely stand. He frantically reached into his pocket for the pistol he had hidden, trying to make a last stand.

He finally managed to touch the cold gun barrel, but before he could even pull it out, he heard a sharp, tearing sound.

Immediately afterwards, a heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the courtyard as Chen Wenqi severed Lu San's entire arm with a single sword stroke, blood gushing out like a fountain.

The pistol clattered to the ground, while the tip of Chen Wenqi's longsword was already firmly pressed against Lu San's throat, the cold blade causing Lu San to involuntarily shiver.

"No...don't kill me, sir, spare my life!" Lu San trembled with fear, his voice trembling. "We have no grudge against each other. If you want money, just name your price. I'll give you whatever you want, please spare my life!"

Looking at his terrified expression, Chen Wenqi asked calmly, "You know we have no grudge against each other? Then let me ask you, who came to you yesterday to hire someone to kill someone?"

Lu San's face was filled with terror. He slowly raised his head and answered in a trembling voice, "This...this...Good sir, there were three people who came to me yesterday to hire a killer. Which one...which one are you asking about specifically?"

He thought to himself that his subordinates had probably messed things up, and now the real culprit had come to settle accounts.