Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Li Xin brandished his spear, creating countless streaks of silver light as he darted back and forth.

Whoever it touches will have their bones broken, tendons snapped, and internal organs shattered.

The gunblade is virtually indestructible...

Thin armor was like paper under his spear, easily pierced.

How is this played?

In fact, there's really no way to fight.

Li Xin did not visualize the several great gods.

His "physical condition" is now very close to 30 points.

The same applies to [Agility].

Furthermore, the [Critical Strike] and [Agility] talents are always with you.

The actual combat capability needs to be increased by nearly double.

Based solely on his physical attributes and martial arts skills, even without any miraculous secret techniques, he could rival the legendary "Winged Warrior" from historical records.

Of course, perhaps our strength is insufficient.

But Li Xin was confident in his agility and reaction speed.

I might be a little faster than that unparalleled warrior of all time.

After all, it was an unparalleled talent that had grown with the blessing of faith.

There were also some more unreasonable and extraordinary talents.

This performance is to be expected.

Without using the "Divine Strike" technique, relying solely on his physical strength for attack and defense, Li Xin felt he could fight for several hours without much trouble.

As long as you don't overexert yourself with every move.

The soldiers before him were not strong enough to force him to use his full strength in every move.

"Today, I'll see whether I'm too soft-hearted to kill, or you're too scared to back down."

Sturling brandished his broadsword, roared to bolster his courage, and charged forward madly.

Li Xin didn't even glance at him.

A single, horizontal thrust.

whoosh...

The spear blade faintly glowed red, piercing armor as easily as breaking through rotten soil.

Chi.

The spearhead pierced General Stuhrlin's heart, lifting him completely off the ground.

Suspended in mid-air.

"I don't know who gave you the courage to mess with my family?"

"Li Xin, you will regret this. How dare you oppose the imperial court? You... you are just one person, how can you fight against a million-strong army?"

"You're wrong. I don't need to deal with the army. With a little effort, I can sneak into your homes under the cover of darkness and wipe out all the leaders."

Without a leader, the so-called million-strong army is nothing but a disorganized mess.

"Tell me, who gave the order? Who suggested arresting my brother and the others?"

"You...you'll regret this..."

Sturling's eyes were vacant, and he could only mutter to himself.

Whether Li Xin regretted it or not, he didn't actually know.

But he himself clearly regretted it.

He has a bright future ahead of him, with three wives and four concubines, two sons and two daughters, and a house full of gold and silver.

Now all of that is far away from him...

How could one not regret it?

"It's okay if you don't tell me. As long as we follow the clues and fight our way up, someone will naturally clean up the mess."

Li Xin chuckled softly.

He stabbed Commander Wang Zhaohe to death with a single spear thrust, then looked up at the two scholar-dressed advisors who had been huddled inside the room.

“I’ll tell you, Young Master Li, it’s none of our business.”

This whole mess was orchestrated by Stuart and Zeng Changxing.

The order was issued by General Sadolo of the Northern Army...

He enjoyed the Empress Dowager's deep trust, was extremely loyal, and held a high position of power.

I don't know what the reason is this time, but they insist on opposing the young master.

The two scholars kowtowed repeatedly, their faces covered in snot and tears.

The person on the left had wet pants and was speaking in a trembling voice.

Fortunately, the two were eloquent and, in the shortest amount of time, explained clearly the whole story of how Li Xin's family was kidnapped.

"It is said that the actions of Young Master Li have damaged the interests of many adults."

Some adults were constantly trembling with fear, terrified that the young master would come after them.

Public opinion was in an uproar, with some suggesting a two-pronged approach while the Great Snow Mountain was making its move, aiming to wipe out Young Master Li's faction in one fell swoop.

"I've also heard that the copy of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic in Young Master Li's possession is very important. We must retrieve it as soon as possible; it would be a great achievement."

This order came out of nowhere; none of us understood it.

"After Li Cheng and Li Xiaowan were captured, they were quickly sent to the Northern Office by the Assistant General to claim credit."

Furthermore, they laid a trap, ambushed and attacked...

"This man surnamed Shi is ambitious but incompetent, greedy for merit, and has committed such a heinous act without our knowledge."

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Chapter 140 No Taboos

After listening for a few minutes, Li Xin understood.

The two staff members did not have much information.

As for some of the more confidential information, it's just wild speculation.

To be honest, it's hard to say how much they participated.

Sturling and his arrogant and fierce generals wouldn't listen to them.

Putting aside the kidnapping, as for the matter of the "Huangdi Neijing" (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic), no one understands better than Li Xin what secrets this medical book holds.

That contains the character diagram of the "prototype of the true lineage of Taoism"...

The other party actually knew that too.

But why did it end up in the hands of my second uncle?

Is it fishing, or is there another plan?

Or rather, they didn't know beforehand, but only found out afterward because of certain events.

It was too late to seize the book at that point.

"I knew it! Why is the Blissful Sect so persistent, always using underhanded tactics?"

It couldn't just be because of the "Qing" brand name; there must be a deeper purpose involved, related to the book in my hands.

"Could it be that this 'Huangdi Neijing' is not an isolated case?"

There are other hidden ancient books... and they've tasted the benefits?

A sudden inspiration struck me.

For some reason, this judgment just popped into Li Xin's mind.

The more I think about it, the more reasonable it seems.

If a person knows that something is useful, but has no real evidence, they will not spare no effort to acquire it.

Unless, of course, they actually see empirical evidence.

And, they gained some benefits.

That's why they'll want more.

So, what exactly was Uncle Er invited to do? And what secrets did he come into contact with?

The physician Yun at Yong'an Hall is an imperial physician...

After his son Yun Yulang died, he not only did not seek revenge, but also hid in the palace and never showed himself.

What could be more important than the death of one's son?

Li Xin had a vague suspicion.

But he didn't think about it any further.

Looking at the long-bearded scholar on the right who was wetting his pants, he suddenly asked, "Do you harbor resentment? Are you planning to immediately launch a verbal attack and ruin my reputation after this matter is over?"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare."

"No, you're very daring!"

Li Xinwei raised his spear, and with a whoosh, the spear pierced through his throat.

The two advisors, the one on the left, was filled with fear, and the arc of light around him was pure white.

In other words, he genuinely had no ill will or goodwill towards me.

This matter has nothing to do with him.

However, the person on the right had a cloud of gray energy gathered above his head, giving him a deep and dark aura.

Although his outward expression was very respectful, his inner thoughts were clearly not like that.

Li Xin speculated that this person was likely related to Shi Dulin, the newly appointed military commander of the Southern Camp.

Perhaps his daughter married this military officer as a concubine.

Whether it's important or not is irrelevant now.

Harmful intentions.

This is already a path to death.

Li Xin ignored the pale-faced scholar on the left who was kowtowing heavily, letting the other man slap his forehead until it was bruised and swollen.

He grabbed his spear and dashed into the ranks of archers and musketeers ahead.

These people lost sight of the enemy, and behind them came the sounds of battle; their superiors were all dead.

I'm feeling lost and don't know what to do next.

Did it dissipate on its own?

They continued their attack, turning back towards the camp's interior.

Some suggested leaving, while others shouted to turn back.

Shouts and yells filled the air, creating utter chaos.

Hesitant for a moment.

So Li Xin made the decision for them.

He darted into the crowd of archers, his spear sending up waves of blood.

They attacked from back to front, and then from front to back.

The musketeers and archers collapsed rapidly.