Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 38 - 37 Tracking and Lurking Please bookmark and follow
38: Chapter 37 Tracking and Lurking (Please bookmark and follow)
38: Chapter 37 Tracking and Lurking (Please bookmark and follow)
“So that’s the reason you openly agreed, only to immediately betray and cleanly annihilate the attacking party in the shadows,”
At this moment, Zhou Ping’an could even imagine the fury of Baicao Hall’s Tao Fang.
Who could have thought that a martial master from a refugee background would possess such high moral standards?
“It’s just a pity that I only managed to get two bottles of Vitality Pills, and didn’t manage to deceive the rest, including the ‘Golden Toad Breathing Technique.'”
Tang Lin’er muttered her regrets.
“No need to remind me, you won’t miss out on the ‘Tidal Breathing Technique.’
After hearing about Third Miss Lin’s past, I have no psychological burden at all about teaching you this secret technique of the Lin Family.”
“That’s great to hear,”
Tang Lin’er’s mood lightened, and she was instantly full of vigor.
“The ‘Golden Toad Breathing Technique,’ while it’s indeed a pretty good Breath Control Technique, is proclaimed to be able to convert acquired physical constitution to innate energy, transform muscles and bones, and strengthen the organs with blood renewal…
But, it pales in comparison to the ‘Tidal Breathing Technique,’ a Daoist Sect secret that directly points to the True Martial way.
Most importantly, that technique is a Poison Skill.
Mr.
Tang is still looking forward to the day when he can extend the Tang Family’s lineage with many sons…
I absolutely don’t want to marry a wife only to poison her to death; that would be far too boring.”
“So it’s actually a Poison Skill.
This Tao Sihai is not so generous after all,”
Zhou Ping’an commented.
His heart, however, understood.
The other party was trying to win over a Third-Rank Guardian who wasn’t even officially a martial master, and even threw in a breathing technique; one could imagine the level of determination they had.
The desperation to seize control of the Lin Family was also evident.
If not for the quirks of fate, he and Tang Lin’er, for some reason, joined the Lin Family and became guardians.
Possibly, the best outcome for Qingyang Lin Family would be a complete dissolution of the Lin Residence…
with Third Miss Lin being spared and fleeing afar.
As for Little Jiu Girl, totally incapable of self-preservation, she’d likely become but a vengeful spirit in these troubled times.
She hadn’t even yet experienced the colors of the world, the beauty of life…
“Third Miss Lin has lofty sights and, in her rage, would only brandish her blade to strike directly at the enemy’s head…
Therefore, she must be heading to the main hall of Baicao Hall right now…”
Tang Lin’er looked deeply concerned and said, shaking her head, “She’s like a phoenix in the sky, no matter how far down she looks, she can only see the tigers and leopards among the hills, and the wolves in the forests.
She won’t pay any heed to those resorting to sleazy tricks, the rats lurking underground.
Even during normal times, nobody would bring up such sordid matters to her.
Nor would she be told that Baicao Hall has some disgraceful methods and alternative hideouts.
Greenwood Residence might sound elegant, but in reality, it’s such a den of filth, covertly controlled by Tao Sihai…”
Zhou Ping’an understood immediately.
“If Wei Dazui has chosen to betray the Lin Residence and sell Little Jiu Girl for a good price, he certainly wouldn’t be foolish enough to head straight for Baicao Hall.
He knows that place will definitely be the target of Third Miss Lin’s ferocious attacks.
To go there would be to seek death.
So, he will seek out a hidden and safe location to deliver the goods and have Tao Fang fulfill his promise.”
If even Tang Lin’er, a Third-Rank Guardian who had just demonstrated her potential, was valued so highly, how much benefit would Wei Dazui, a newly promoted Strength-Training Martial Master, receive?
It’s quite obvious.
Moreover, there is another reason to believe that Wei Dazui will rush to Greenwood Residence to find Tao Sihai without delay.
Being born into the Guangning Lin Clan, he knows full well the strength of the Lin Family.
He is also worried that if he delays too long, he might be purged by either Third Miss Lin or someone from the Lin Family.
He must first secure the benefits, enhance his own strength a notch, and then rely on the power of Baicao Hall to topple his former masters, ensuring his complete safety.
No wonder Tang Lin’er dared to say that it was highly likely that Wei Dazui would end up at Greenwood Residence.
He said so for a reason.
With a glance exchanged between the two of them, no more words were needed; each understood what they had to do.
Silently entering the darkness, they vaulted over a courtyard wall from a shaded area and, following the strands of music, stealthily advanced.
Zhou Ping’an had practiced the ‘Tidal Breathing Technique’ and could cease external breathing, switching to the circulation of Internal Breath, allowing every pore on his body to close at will.
Not to mention breathing, even his scent wouldn’t exist.
He was like a piece of dead wood or a rotting stone that could walk.
As long as no one saw him with their own eyes, he basically wouldn’t be detected.
Moreover, after several cycles of blood renewal, his spiritual power had grown much stronger.
He could almost see the night as if it were day, with his five senses sharply keen to an astonishing degree.
He could sense danger before it even arrived.
Even within the Greenwood Residence, with patrolling guards coming and going, it was virtually impossible for him to be discovered.
Unless, of course, they were very close.
That naturally ruled out the possibility of staying concealed.
Luckily, the Greenwood Residence covered a rather large area.
Tao Fang didn’t have the luxury to station guards every three steps or watchmen every five steps.
It was considered quite affluent to ensure that in the residence, at every shichen, there were more than ten protectors wide-awake and vigilant.
As for Tang Lin’er…
Zhou Ping’an had been somewhat worried about his sufficiency in stealth skills.
But looking at him now,
he realized that the man was truly talented.
Dressing as a person or a ghost was a basic skill for him.
This fellow had an astonishing adaptability.
After entering the Greenwood Residence, he made his way silently using trees, rockeries, building corners, and shadows, keeping his body low, sometimes moving swiftly, sometimes slowly, with noiseless steps.
If Zhou Ping’an hadn’t constantly devoted part of his mind to closely tracking him, he might have lost sight of him with just a moment’s inattention.
‘He must have rolled countless times through life-and-death situations.
And in the wilderness and forests, he must have struggled for survival for countless days and nights to master such a skill of blending into his surroundings and eluding vision.’
Indeed, in the course “Tracking and Lurking,” this technique was known as “Elusion from Sight.”
Zhou Ping’an had specifically dedicated a great deal of effort to learn it when he was at the academy.
He knew it in theory, but now, seeing Tang Lin’er’s practical application, he felt as if theory and practice were coming together, integrating seamlessly.
As he walked, he suddenly vanished from sight.
Tang Lin’er was startled.
His eyes widened as he looked around, but he couldn’t find Zhou Ping’an anywhere.
He could sense the other man nearby, yet not see where exactly he was.
Without warning, a shiver rose from the depths of his soul.
“Dammit…”
“This guy is good at everything, isn’t there any justice in this world?
Is it the heavens’ design to send such a person to crush my spirit?”
That’s what he thought.
Nevertheless, Tang Lin’er actually felt a little more reassured.
The stronger his comrade, the greater the chance of success in their mission.
It surely wouldn’t end up as a farce of “the general perishes before any victory, often leaving heroes shedding tears of frustration.”
“Found you.”
A faint sound, like the buzz of a mosquito or fly, reached his ears.
At the same time, two jars were thrust into his hands.
An acrid smell of fire oil drifted into his nostrils.
Only then did Tang Lin’er see Zhou Ping’an’s figure and his eyes reflecting the moonlight in the dark night, filled with murderous intent.
Following his gaze,
he saw a few people feasting in the brightly lit Shuixie Warm Pavilion.
A round-faced, amiable fat man was toasting loudly, while two bald men with horse-like faces laughed uproariously, bending forwards and backwards.
Of course, Zhou Ping’an and Tang Lin’er’s attention wasn’t on these people.
Their first focus was on a tall, burly man resembling a black bear…
and beside him, lying sideways on the ground with her hands and feet bound and a cloth stuffed in her mouth, was Little Jiu Girl.
This time the little one wasn’t crying; she bore a very determined expression, glaring fiercely at Wei Dazui.
Next to him, there was an old man with a white beard, with blood seeping from his right shoulder and left waist, his eyes glowing as he watched Little Jiu Girl and he clicked his tongue continuously.
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