Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 163 - 164: Return to Tianyang City

The bandits came quickly and left even faster.

The Lin family’s mother and daughter in the carriage watched as Zhong Lin dispersed the bandits with a single arrow, their faces full of admiration.

Zhong Lin frowned as he watched these bandits flee in panic.

"Things are getting more chaotic. Although the Great Chen has suffered some natural disasters, it shouldn’t be this bad. On this journey alone, we’ve encountered five groups of bandits."

Zhong Lin could perceive the changing dynamics of the entire Great Chen with the naked eye.

Refugees, bandits, rebels...

The struggles among the Princes in the Capital City have already severely impacted the changes in the Chen Country. If not addressed promptly, the whole country will fall into turmoil, not to mention the two other empires outside eyeing us greedily.

He shook his head and stopped worrying, letting the caravan continue its journey.

At night, a familiar figure appeared again in Zhong Lin’s room. This night, Lady Zhang was even more eager, accompanied by a zeal.

After spending an hour seeing Lady Zhang off, Zhong Lin was about to start meditating to condense True Qi when there was a knock at the door.

"Who’s there?"

Zhong Lin got up and opened the door, revealing Lin Shihua.

"Miss Lin?"

"Brother Zhong won’t let me come in and sit for a bit?"

As Lin Shihua spoke, Zhong Lin faintly smelled the scent of alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?"

Zhong Lin frowned slightly.

Lin Shihua lowered her body and slipped in from the side of Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin looked around outside the door and then closed it behind him.

Lin Shihua stepped to the bed and sniffed. A familiar scent caught her attention.

"It’s late. Why aren’t you sleeping? What are you doing in my room?"

Lin Shihua turned her head, looking directly at Zhong Lin, her eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

"My mother just visited, didn’t she?"

"..."

"Was it my mother last night too?"

Zhong Lin remained silent, with no hint of embarrassment.

At this moment, Lin Shihua suddenly lunged into Zhong Lin’s arms, her petite body and delicate fragrance igniting a fervor in his heart. freēnovelkiss.com

"Don’t play with fire."

Zhong Lin whispered.

"If my mother can, why can’t I?"

Lin Shihua’s tone was filled with rebellion, and before she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Zhong Lin at his weakness.

"Hiss!"

At this moment, how could Zhong Lin hold back? He lifted Lin Shihua by the waist and tossed her onto the bed.

...

The next morning, the caravan set off again, but this time the mother and daughter were "sick" and stayed in the carriage, unwilling to come out.

During the journey, Lady Zhang repeatedly lifted the curtain to glare viciously at Zhong Lin, but said nothing more.

Zhong Lin merely smiled carefreely, without any sign of embarrassment.

This was a world of Martial Arts, where women’s achievements in Martial Arts were no less than men’s, so there were no strict gender barriers like in Huaxia’s Ming and Qing dynasties. Otherwise, Lin Shihua wouldn’t have drunkenly barged into Zhong Lin’s room.

Over the next month, the caravan traveled during the day with Zhong Lin guarding it, and at night he enjoyed the pleasures of life. On the seventh day, he even used some tricks to have three people sleep together under one roof.

Sometimes he would guide Lin An in Martial Arts, considering he had slept with the girls’ mother and sister. If he didn’t help, Zhong Lin would have felt a bit guilty.

In the span of a month, Zhong Lin successfully completed the transformation of True Qi over his inner breath, thus truly stepping into the ranks of a First Grade Martial Artist, becoming a top Martial Artist.

Outside Tianyang City.

Zhong Lin watched from afar as the now twice as large caravan slowly departed, with Lin Shihua sitting on top of the carriage, waving as she cried, her eyes full of reluctance, while little Lin An called out loudly.

"Brother Zhong, you must come to Coastal City to see me, don’t forget."

As the caravan moved further away, Lin Shihua couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into tears in Lady Zhang’s embrace.

Lady Zhang held her daughter tenderly, saying, "Don’t cry, don’t cry. He is like the clouds in the sky; we are but commoners who won’t make him stay. Once we reach Coastal City, forget about him and start anew."

A middle-aged man also rode up to the carriage, speaking softly, "Sister, how is Shihua?"

"She’s a bit troubled in her heart. She’ll be fine after crying it out. Thank you for your concern, Brother."

Lady Zhang spoke.

This person was Lady Zhang’s second brother, Zhang Shuo, the second son of the Zhang Family in Coastal City.

When Lady Zhang was betrayed by the steward along the way, she hastily sent a letter, and Zhang Shuo personally came to escort her, which is why they met in Tianyang City. This was also why Zhong Lin didn’t continue to escort them.

"Young Master Zhong is handsome, with formidable Martial Arts, and is a Direct Disciple of Master Yin from the Hundred Herbs Hall. It’s understandable for Shihua to have a youthful admiration, but unfortunately, our family cannot match up. Comfort Shihua well. When we get back to Coastal City, I’ll have Xing’er take her to some poetry gatherings or the like to meet some young gentlemen. Maybe then she’ll forget about Young Master Zhong." Zhang Shuo sighed.

Lady Zhang could only nod in agreement, though her face was full of bitterness.

Forget?

How could she forget?

With a life-saving grace and a physical bond... Forgetting was not even an option for her daughter Lin Shihua, let alone for herself in this lifetime.

On the other side, Zhong Lin led his horse and walked into Tianyang City.

In less than a year, returning to this familiar place, Zhong Lin felt as if he were in a different world.

Unlike the bandit-ridden areas outside, Tianyang City remained a place of song and dance, peaceful and serene, with streets bustling with people and vendors on both sides calling out continuously.

"Sir, come up and have some fun!"

"Come on in, sir."

"Young Master, you look travel-weary. Come up and rest. Let me personally relieve your fatigue."

"My embrace is bountiful; it will surely satisfy you."

As Zhong Lin walked, he was awakened by the series of sweet voices from above. He subconsciously looked up to see scantily clad women waving handkerchiefs on the second-floor railing, all striking enticing poses and uttering bold words one after another.

As Zhong Lin looked up, these women became even more excited, their calls more fervent and gestures bolder.

With Zhong Lin’s accomplishments in Martial Arts, he exuded a restrained aura that, combined with his tall stature, made him stand out in the crowd on the street, exuding an extraordinary charisma.

Raising his head further allowed the women to see his chiseled features and fresh, handsome face, making them even more enamored.

After all, serving someone is always serving, but a handsome young lad is naturally incomparable to an old man with gray hair.

Glancing at the sign on the building, the three characters "Xiaoxiang Pavilion" came into view.

"So this is the Xiaoxiang Pavilion that Mei Weixuan always talked about. Truly seeing it is better than hearing a hundred times."

Zhong Lin slightly curled his lips, recalling the teachings Mei Weixuan had shared about the classifications of courtyards, pavilions, halls, chambers, rooms, and shops, which had indeed broadened Zhong Lin’s horizons back in Black Mountain County when he first met Mei Weixuan.