Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

The madam was taken aback by what she heard, and subconsciously took two steps back to re-examine the person in front of her.

The more I looked, the more alarmed I became.

Suddenly his pupils contracted sharply—this person…isn’t he the one chosen by the Eastern Cult Leader as his intimate companion three months ago?!

How could he still be alive?!

That's right, Dongfang Bubai selects male concubines here, and after obtaining information, kills them to silence them, clean and efficient. To say that this place has nothing to do with the Sun Moon Cult, or that she's just an ordinary brothel owner? Ha, no one would believe that.

Seeing the undisguised astonishment in the madam's eyes, Lin Tian chuckled, "What? Surprised that I'm still alive? Let's find a quiet room to talk."

Before the words were even finished, the other person had already stepped into the fleeting years of youth.

The madam's face turned ashen. She turned her back and quickly gestured a few secret signals to the tea stall waiter before hurrying after him.

The room on the second floor—whether by coincidence or design—was the very place where Lin Tian met Dongfang last time.

"Young master, would you like to call a couple of girls to liven things up?" The madam, unsure of the situation, tentatively asked, her tone laced with flattery.

"Call me a girl?" Lin Tian smiled. "Guess what, if Dongfang knew you arranged this for me, would he kill you on the spot? As for me... I'd probably be buried with him too. Forget it, let's not make a fuss."

He slowly sipped his tea, squinted, and nodded: "Hmm, not bad. Pre-Qingming Longjing tea, this kind of quality isn't cheap. It seems your little brothel pays a considerable amount for incense offerings to Blackwood Cliff every year."

People in the martial arts world value loyalty, but loyalty can't put food on the table.

Each sect has its own way of making money. Shaolin has tens of thousands of acres of fertile land on Mount Song, while the Five Mountains Sword Sects rely on tributes from wealthy families within their territory. After all, many outlaws use the banner of "robbing the rich to help the poor" to steal things, and wealthy families always need to find a backer to protect them.

The Sun Moon Cult has a special status. Collecting protection fees would be too low-class, and farming is out of the question. So they simply opened countless brothels all over the world, openly selling smiles and welcoming customers, while secretly funding their headquarters.

The moment Lin Tian uttered those words, the madam's heart sank to the bottom.

"Now that you know... then don't even think about leaving here alive." Her voice was icy cold. As soon as she finished speaking, the door was kicked open—seven or eight dark figures wielding knives burst in!

Five second-rate experts and two first-rate peak experts—the lineup is undeniably strong. An ordinary martial artist in the early stages of the Acquired Realm would likely have no chance of escape.

Unfortunately, in Lin Tian's eyes, these people were nothing more than chickens and dogs.

He calmly took another sip of tea, looking at the madam with a mocking gaze: "I've already escaped Dongfang Bubai's clutches, and now I'm going to stumble at the hands of these people? Ha... You think they're more formidable than my 'Sister Dongfang'? Fine, next time we meet, I'll have to have a good chat with her and tell her you're giving her subordinates such high regard."

"I wouldn't dare!" The madam immediately lowered her head, sweat beading on her forehead. After a moment's hesitation, she couldn't help but look up at him. "Young master... are you... very familiar with the Eastern Cult Leader?"

"Hehe." Lin Tian smiled but did not answer.

With a "snap," he took out a secret manual tightly wrapped in black cloth from his bosom and gently placed it on the table.

"Give this to Dongfang personally, and don't peek at the contents, understand?"

Inside the black cloth was the "Sunflower Manual"!

This book fell from the old eunuch's body after his death. I initially thought it was some rare treasure, but when I saw the title, I almost burst out laughing—this thing was utterly useless to him. He would never practice it himself, much less teach it to the Eighteen Guards of Fuwei. They would be content with mastering the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual to the point of near-perfect mastery.

If someone were to actually master the Sunflower Manual and break through to the Innate Realm? Ha, he didn't want to raise multiple variables that could threaten the situation himself.

He had originally planned to burn it, but then he thought again—the version that Dongfang Lian had written was a fragment he had stolen from Mount Hua; while the one he had was the complete and intact version!

How could one miss such an opportunity to do someone a favor and gain their goodwill?

As for whether this will make the East more difficult to deal with? We can talk about that after the bet is settled.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he banished it.

Are you kidding me?

He's a man with a system!

If you can't even control a woman, what's the point of having a system?

The madam, her hands trembling, took the manual and carefully cradled it in her arms. She looked up and asked in a trembling voice, "Young master... is there anything else you wish to convey to the sect leader?"

Lin Tian paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes suddenly brightening:

Tell her—try harder, keep going. And then… wait for me, I'll conquer you.

Before the words were finished, a figure flashed out of the window, disappearing into the night.

The people inside the room stood there, stunned, looking at each other in bewilderment.

After a long pause, the madam gave a stern order: "You all keep watch over the place. I'm going back to Blackwood Cliff immediately to see the cult leader!"

Three days later, a madam dressed in the attire of the Sun Moon Cult quietly appeared at Blackwood Cliff.

"Without my order, you dared to return to Blackwood Cliff—do you know your crime?"

Dongfang Bubai sat upright on the high platform, his voice as soft as a falling leaf, yet it sent chills down the spine of the old madam kneeling on the ground, cold sweat sliding down her forehead.

Her heart skipped a beat, and regret surged within her. If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have rushed back before even figuring out the young man's background in the prime of her youth! When did she become so impatient?

Little did she know, Lin Tian had already planned ahead. To prevent her from secretly keeping the "Sunflower Manual," he had subtly used a soul-shifting technique while they were chatting. Only now, upon meeting Dongfang Bubai, was the mental restraint lifted, and her consciousness fully cleared.

Her Adam's apple bobbed, and the madam spoke tremblingly, "Reporting to the Master, the young master you chose as your lover three months ago has gone to the 'Like Water Flowing Years' place again three days ago..."

Three months ago... a guest of honor...

It's Lin Tian!

They even went to "Like Water Flowing Years"?!

"What would he be doing going to a place like that?" Dongfang Bubai's eyes turned icy, his tone like a cracking abyss, "Seeking pleasure?"

A murderous intent surged, and the air seemed to solidify into double blades, making the madam tremble all over.

"No, no!" She kowtowed repeatedly. "That young master asked me to deliver something to the sect leader... I deserve to die! I returned to Blackwood Cliff without reporting beforehand. I beg the sect leader to punish me!"

After saying this, she trembled as she took out a booklet wrapped in black cloth from her bosom, placed it on the ground, and kowtowed, not daring to raise her eyes.

"Oh?" Dongfang Bubai raised an eyebrow slightly, and the murderous aura around him instantly vanished without a trace.

"Giving me a gift?" A slight smile played on her lips, a subtle ripple stirring within her heart. "Indeed, he doesn't know where I'm hiding, and he dares not venture directly into Blackwood Cliff, so he can only find Fleeting Years... Hmph, I'll see what kind of treasure he's sending—if it doesn't suit my taste, this sect leader won't accept it."

With a flick of her wrist, the black cloth scroll flew through the air and landed in her palm. With a flick of her fingertips, the cloth slipped away.

Four words caught my eye: "Sunflower Manual".

Her pupils suddenly contracted.

"How could he know about this attack method? No way!"

The thought suddenly occurred to her, and she immediately turned the pages of the book, one page, two pages... the more she read, the more astonished she became!

This is actually the complete "Sunflower Manual"! What she has cultivated is only a fragmentary chapter, accounting for only six or seven tenths of the book's content!

For Dongfang Bubai, this manual is nothing short of a ladder to heaven! If he can comprehend the entire manual, his cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds within a few months, breaking through his bottleneck!

"Where did he get it from?" A huge wave of questions surged through her mind.