Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

It was dusk when I left the martial arts school.

When Lin Hai got home, he noticed that his older sister, Lin Wan, wasn't busy in the kitchen as usual.

She changed into a clean blue cheongsam and was combing her hair in front of the mirror.

"Sis, aren't you cooking today?" Lin Hai asked curiously.

"No, we're not doing it anymore." Lin Wan turned around with a smile on her face. "Uncle Zhang just sent someone to tell us that he wants our family to come to his house for dinner tonight, saying he wants to thank you properly."

Lin Hai nodded upon hearing this.

"Perfect timing, let's bring Xiao An along too, so he can get closer to Xiao Wan." Lin Wan said, taking out a cloth bag. "This is the cloth I bought a couple of days ago. I'll give it to Xiao Wan so she can make a new dress and get rid of the bad luck."

As evening fell, Lin Hai, along with Lin Wan and Lin An, carrying gifts, arrived at Zhang Yuanshan's house.

The courtyard gate was wide open, and a rich aroma of food wafted out from inside.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Liu," Lin Hai greeted as soon as he entered the door.

"Xiao Hai is here! Come in and sit down!" Liu Shi, wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen to greet her with a smile on her face. Her daughter had returned safely, and her illness seemed to have vanished overnight.

Zhang Yuanshan also came out of the main room, saw Lin Hai, and patted Lin Hai's shoulder heavily.

The eight-immortal table in the main room was already laden with a sumptuous feast, including chicken, duck, fish, and meat—everything imaginable.

Zhang Xiaowan also came out of the room. She had changed into clean clothes and her hair was neatly combed. Although her face was still a little pale, her eyes had regained their sparkle and were no longer filled with the fear and emptiness of that night.

Upon seeing Lin Hai, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head, softly calling out, "Brother Lin Hai."

"Xiao Wan." Lin Hai smiled at her.

"Don't stand there, sit down, sit down!" Mrs. Liu greeted them warmly.

The two families sat together in a warm and lively atmosphere.

Liu kept putting food on Lin Hai and Lin An's plates. Lin Hai declined shyly, but Lin An accepted everything, his cheeks puffed out like a squirrel's.

During the meal, Zhang Yuanshan picked up his wine glass and stood up.

"Xiao Hai," he looked at Lin Hai, his eyes slightly red, "Uncle Zhang won't say much. Our whole family will remember this kindness for a lifetime! This glass of wine is for you!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the white wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Uncle Zhang, you're too kind." Lin Hai also picked up his wine glass. "Xiao Wan and I grew up together. I treat her like my own sister. I can't just ignore what happened to her."

The meal was enjoyed by both the host and guests.

When asked about future plans, Zhang Yuanshan sighed and said, "After this incident, I dare not let Xiaowan stay at school alone anymore. Her mother and I have discussed it and decided that she will commute to school from now on. Although it will be a bit tiring for her to go back and forth every day, she will feel more at ease at home."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan immediately agreed: "That makes sense. I feel more at ease when the child is under my watchful eye."

Lin Hai thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Zhang, how about this? Xiao An and Xiao Wan go to the same school, right? From now on, let them go to and from school together, so they can look after each other on the way."

"That's wonderful!" Zhang Yuanshan's eyes lit up immediately. "Xiao An, from now on, I'm entrusting your little sister Xiao Wan to your care!"

Lin An, who had been engrossed in his meal, looked up, patted his chest, and said with a serious expression, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry! From now on, I'll be the first to object to anyone who dares to bully Xiao Wan!"

His mature demeanor made everyone at the table laugh.

After dinner, Lin Wan and Liu Shi cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen while the children played in the yard.

As night deepened, Zhang Yuanshan and Lin Hai sat in the courtyard drinking tea.

Zhang Yuanshan lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled smoke that slowly dissipated in the hazy night.

His face appeared somewhat solemn in the glow of the cigarette butt.

"Xiao Hai, there's something I need to tell you," Zhang Yuanshan said in a low voice.

Seeing his serious expression, Lin Hai also put away his smile and listened attentively.

"I've asked around about the group at Fuxing Auto Dealership," Zhang Yuanshan said, his voice tinged with coldness. "They're not your average human traffickers."

"Oh?" Lin Hai's heart skipped a beat.

"I've been asking friends in the underworld for help these past few days, and I've finally gotten a little bit of information."

He leaned closer and lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear him.

"It's the Black Dragon Society."

"The Black Dragon Society?" A fierce glint flashed in Lin Hai's eyes.

"That night, the Ming Jin master who ran away from the car dealership..." Zhang Yuanshan said, "Someone from the Jingwu Association recognized him. That person is called Watanabe Yu, a master from the Black Dragon Society. He is ruthless and has taken many lives."

Zhang Yuanshan took a deep drag on his cigarette, the butt glowing briefly in the darkness.

Lin Hai remained silent. A behemoth like the Black Dragon Society was not something that ordinary people like them could shake.

Zhang Yuanshan finished smoking his cigarette and stomped the butt out under his foot.

"I'm telling you this so you'll understand. The Black Dragon Society, those Japanese, are far more powerful than you think. You're young and impulsive, but there are some things you should avoid if possible."

"Uncle Zhang, I understand." Lin Hai nodded.

Zhang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder and said nothing more.

Laughter from Lin An and Zhang Xiaowan could be heard coming from the courtyard.

Two teenagers squatted on the steps, teasing a stray cat. Zhang Xiaowan's face finally showed some of the liveliness that should belong to her age.

Lin Wan also came out of the kitchen, took off her apron, and said with a smile, "That's about enough, we should go back now. Xiao An and Xiao Wan have to go to school tomorrow."

The family said goodbye.

On the way back, the moonlight was bright and clear, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

Lin An walked ahead, humming a little tune he'd picked up from somewhere. Lin Wan and Lin Hai walked side by side; she glanced at her younger brother.

"What did Uncle Zhang say to you? You don't look too good."

"It's nothing serious," Lin Hai said. "He just reminded me to be more careful in the future."

Lin Wan hummed in agreement and didn't ask any further questions.

Back home, Lin Wan and Lin An washed up and went to bed.

Lin Hai was the only one left in the courtyard.

A night breeze blew in from outside the courtyard wall, carrying the chill of late autumn. Lin Hai moved a small stool and sat under the eaves, looking up at the sky for a while.

The moon is very round tonight, shining brightly in the courtyard.

Black Dragon Society, Watanabe Yu, a master of Ming Jin (a type of martial arts).

These thoughts swirled in his mind.

He's just a novice martial artist who's only just entered the Strength Refining Realm. Getting involved with these things is like an ant trying to shake a tree. But he handled what happened that night discreetly, and there are no clues to trace back to him, so there shouldn't be any future trouble.

Thinking of this, Lin Hai let out a long breath and stood up.

I'm not sleepy, so I might as well stand in a meditation posture for a while.

He walked to the center of the courtyard, his feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, arms outstretched, and slowly lowered himself into the stance of the Tiger-Taming Posture.

His breathing gradually became long and even.

As the Qi and blood in his body circulated during the standing meditation, they began to heat up, and his limbs and bones felt as if they were being slowly roasted by an invisible fire. This feeling had occurred every time he practiced standing meditation since he achieved the feeling that his legs were as heavy as lead, but it was particularly strong today.

After the muscles and bones are stretched during this period, the effect of standing meditation also increases accordingly.

Lin Hai closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body, feeling the blood and qi slowly flowing through his meridians.

Just then, a strong emotional fluctuation suddenly came from the other end of the mental connection.

excited.

Extreme excitement.

Lin Hai's attention was instantly drawn to it.