Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Jiangxi, Yuanzhou Inn

Yuanzhou Prefecture was a vital transportation hub connecting Hunan and Jiangxi by land and water, and many of its inns were built along the river.

At midnight, the inn, which had been abuzz with rumors about the sword manual during the day, was now shrouded in the dead of night, with only the Yuanjiang River flowing gurgling by.

Although Bai Er's earlier remarks in the lobby made the martial arts figures in the inn suspicious of the group, Lin Zhennan, considering that everyone hadn't had a proper rest for several days, decided not to leave any bodyguards on patrol, and everyone was already asleep.

Shi Potian's room was right next to Lin Zhennan and his wife's room, separated only by a wooden wall. This was a position that Lin Zhennan deliberately arranged so that they could take care of each other.

Shi Potian was already asleep, his head resting on his luggage. However, ever since he began practicing the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill, Shi Potian's sleeping habits had become unusual.

The Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill consists of twelve Arhats, one of whom is the Sleeping Arhat. The Sleeping Arhat has a unique characteristic: practicing this skill requires sleeping, and sleeping is the practice itself.

Shi Potian used his sleep time to practice this Arhat statue. He could practice while sleeping without interfering with his practice, which gave him several times more practice time than others, and his internal strength improved rapidly.

While Shi Potian was sound asleep, a few extremely faint sounds came from under his parents' window—the slight sound of a bottle being opened, followed by a faint, almost inaudible, sound of air being blown.

Shi Potian's eyes flickered, he flipped himself up, and in a flash he darted out of the room, arriving at the window of Lin Zhennan and his wife in no time.

Sure enough, five or six men dressed in black and short-sleeved shirts were crouching down, holding small ceramic bottles to the crack in the window, and wisps of pale blue smoke were drifting into the room.

These were just local street thugs who, having heard rumors about the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and seeing that the Fuwei Escort Agency had settled here, planned to use sleeping powder to knock out Mr. and Mrs. Lin Zhennan under cover of night, force them to reveal the whereabouts of the sword manual, and thus master the divine skill and reach the pinnacle of life.

They thought they were being discreet, but little did they know that their every move was being observed by Shi Potian. The realm of the Tai Xuan Scripture is divine and enlightened, illuminating everything. Even Yu Canghai couldn't launch a sneak attack, let alone a few small fry.

Shi Potian didn't want to say anything more. He stomped his right foot, and pebbles flew out from under his feet with lightning speed, accurately knocking the ceramic bottles out of the hands of the two people in front.

The earthenware bottle shattered on the bluestone slab, and the smoke from it made the two men cough and cover their noses. The remaining thugs, realizing they had been exposed, also became fierce and charged at Shi Potian with shouts and wielding short knives and broadswords.

One of them turned out to be Fang Naoke from earlier that day. "Take down this brat and force him to reveal the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual!" Fang Naoke said confidently.

Shi Potian moved lightly, dodging the blade as if strolling in a garden. His fingers flew, and in the blink of an eye, five or six scoundrels fell to the ground, their faces contorted, clutching their joints and howling in pain.

Then Shi Potian casually struck his speech acupoint, rendering him unable to even shout for help.

Shi Potian hated their despicable behavior, so he used the Ding family's grappling techniques to teach them a lesson.

Ding Family's grappling techniques were taught to him by Ding Ding Dang Dang, and they are extremely fierce and domineering.

The Lin Zhennan couple inside the house were awakened by the wailing. When they pushed open the door, they saw Shi Potian standing on the porch with a bunch of immobile fish lying at his feet.

"Ping'er, are you injured?" Madam Wang rushed forward anxiously, while Lin Zhennan frowned as he examined the person on the ground.

Shi Potian shook his head: "These people tried to knock you unconscious by blowing smoke into the room, but I dealt with them. They also wanted the sword manual."

Lin Zhennan said, "I heard everything. It seems we've exposed ourselves. It's late, you should go back to your room and rest. Your mother and I can handle these small fry."

Shi Potian nodded in agreement, turned around and went back to his room, where he lay on the bed fully clothed, practicing his Sleeping Arhat exercises.

At this moment, the other members of the escort agency had also arrived. They heard their parents whispering instructions to Bai Er and Chen Qi to throw those small fry onto the riverbank to fend for themselves.

Even on nights with a sudden cold snap in early spring, the chill is still bone-chilling; these small fish are in for a rough time.

Shi Potian thought to himself, "My parents are still kind-hearted. If it were clanging and banging, these people would have already fed the fish."

In the end, Lin Zhennan still arranged for people to patrol the area.

"Everyone, be on high alert. Don't fall for the tricks of these scoundrels; they might come back."

Lin Zhennan gave instructions.

Listening to the footsteps of the bodyguards patrolling back and forth, Shi Potian gradually practiced his cultivation to the deepest part of the Sleeping Arhat.

As a result, everyone slept soundly until dawn, and nothing happened. It was just as day was breaking, the time when everyone was most relaxed.

Suddenly, a soft sound broke the silence! The wooden window of Shi Potian's room was silently pried open with a sharp blade, and several dark figures leaped in with a fierce gust of wind, their blades flashing and their cold light aimed directly at the head of the bed.

Shi Potian, who was practicing his cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze still sharp and clear, and laughed, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why haven't you come in yet?"

As he spoke, he suddenly shifted his body to the side, dodging the long knife aimed at his pillow. The blade struck the bed frame, sending wood chips flying, and leaving a deep gash along the edge of the bed.

Using the momentum of his sidestep, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and darted into the open space inside the house.

The five men who jumped into the room were all skilled fighters, far superior to the local thugs from before.

He wielded his long sword with impenetrable speed and ruthlessness, each move aimed at vital points, and his coordinated attacks were seamless, clearly indicating that he was a shameless scoundrel who frequently ganged up on others.

Four of the five charged ahead, while only one thin-faced man with a sinister gaze stood on the periphery, ready to strike when the opportunity arose.

Shi Potian activated the "Silver Saddle Shining on White Horse" divine skill, and facing the long swords slashing from all sides, he unleashed the "Leisurely Drinking at Xinling" movement technique.

His footwork was swift and agile, his body moving left and right, advancing and retreating, like a butterfly flitting among the flashing blades.

Despite the seemingly perilous situation, he avoided the blade's vital points each time, handling the situation with ease and composure.

A skilled swordsman slashed straight at his face with a long blade, but Shi Potian flicked his wrist, his hand moving with lightning speed. His fingertips lightly touched the back of the blade, and he activated the "Silver Saddle Shining on White Horse" divine skill, using the force of the opponent's slash to guide the blade.

The skilled fighter felt his strength being pulled by a strange force, his center of gravity suddenly lost its balance, and his long sword slashed straight at the black-clad man beside him, leaving himself wide open.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?" the man in black beside him exclaimed.

Shi Potian followed closely behind, his fist clenched like a wine cup, and he slammed it out, striking Lao Si squarely in the ribs.

The fourth brother cried out in pain, his body flying up and crashing into the wall of the room before collapsing to the ground, throwing the encirclement into chaos.

Hearing the loud noise and shouts from inside the house, the Lin Zhennan couple next door were terrified. They quickly grabbed their weapons and rushed to Shi Potian's room. The bodyguards patrolling outside the corridor also heard the noise and hurried over.

"What kind of evil kung fu is this!" The remaining four people in the room were shocked when they saw this. Their moves became more urgent and their sword flashes became more intense. However, because their formation was scattered, they were more hindered by each other.

Shi Potian became increasingly composed, his hands moving swiftly, pulling and deflecting, as if the weapons were nothing to him.

The four men were thrown into disarray, each blow aimed at their brother with ruthless force, and in an instant, they were all wounded.

"Second brother, are you crazy? Why are you cutting me? Do you have a grudge against me and want to take my place?"

"Boss, I don't know, it's really a ghost!" The second brother was bleeding from his waist and looked utterly disheveled.

"Third brother, why did you stab me in the chaos again? Did you also want to take my place and become the second brother?"

The third brother waved his hands frantically, saying, "I didn't! It was all this kid's doing! He knows magic! Everyone, spread out and fight!"

The three cursed and swore, glanced at the remaining person, and then swarmed forward again to attack Shi Potian together.

In the midst of the chaos, the thin-faced man who had remained silent caught a glimpse of the package on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye, and a thought struck him.

He immediately feinted, slashing his long sword at Shi Potian's left shoulder, but in reality, he secretly shifted his feet and, with the cover of his companion, rushed towards the head of the bed, grabbed the bundle under the pillow, and turned to break through the window to escape!

Shi Potian caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye and his heart skipped a beat—the package contained his change of clothes, how could he let him take it away!

He immediately exerted his strength, grabbed the wrist of a man in black in front of him with his left hand, and swung him towards another man in black wielding a knife. The two collided and rolled around on the ground.

"Leave the package!" Shi Potian shouted, his figure rushing to the window like a streak of light, his fingertips already touching the back of the thin-faced expert's collar.

To everyone's surprise, the other party was extremely ruthless. He threw the package out the window and drew a short dagger from his waist, turning around to stab Shi Potian in the heart.

This thrust was delivered at a tricky angle, as fast as lightning, a stark contrast to the man's earlier performance during the encirclement.

This person is hiding his martial arts skills!

The thin-faced man's eyes were icy, and he grinned maliciously: "Send Young Master Lin to his death!"

No sooner said than done! The people inside the house exchanged blows in a flash. Lin Zhennan and his wife had just arrived at the door when they saw what was happening and were terrified.