True Solution of the Sword Dao-Chapter 73 - 68 Calm 2
Chapter 73: Chapter 68 Calm 2
Chapter 73 -68 Calm 2
When both were silent, there was another knock at the door. Lu Jun walked over to open it. A man and a woman entered the sickroom in succession.
The woman was dressed in a plain white business suit and wore pink lipstick, her expression cool and collected.
“I am An Ying. You must be the new society president, right?” The woman looked to be in her twenties, her gaze sharp and penetrating, as she fixed her eyes directly on Lin Fei’s without any fear or aggression.
“I am Yu Fei.” The muscular man standing by the side introduced himself briefly and then fell silent. He wore a gray shirt, with a black necklace visible at his chest.
“Is there another one?” Lin Fei asked with a smile.
“Should be on their way, I guess?” Lu Jun replied softly.
“Then forget it.” Lin Fei picked up an apple and started nibbling at it. “As a branch president, I do not have the power to execute, only to manage. Of course, all assignment of tasks is also up to me, right?” He suddenly asked Lu Jun.
“Of course.” Lu Jun was startled, then nodded in agreement.
“What is the position of the person who hasn’t arrived?”
“Chen Chen has no specific position, but her father, Chen Fei, owns a real estate company, one of the society’s sources of funding. Of course, they have also developed quite well thanks to society’s resources and orders.” An Ying quickly provided the other party’s information from the side.
Lin Fei smiled, “I have always had doubts about the value of F-level strength. To be precise.” He paused for a moment. “I don’t know what use you all have to the society?”
“When it’s crucial, you can’t be seen; when there’s a mission, you can’t be seen; you only show up when there’s no trouble and benefits to be had. This is meaningless to me.”
Both of their eyes narrowed slightly – clearly, Lin Fei’s words had struck a nerve and their pride. As F-level powerhouses, any one of them would be a high-level elite in a crowd. Naturally, they each had their own pride.
“What’s the matter? Not convinced?” Lin Fei took another big bite of his apple, “I wasn’t planning to deal with these matters, but face is given by others. Since this Chen Chen is not giving me respect, I see no need to give it in return.” He turned to Lu Jun and asked, “I remember the city’s police are under our control, right?”
“Yes.” Lu Jun already understood he was preparing to make an example of Chen Chen.
“You handle this matter. I do not wish for this Chen Chen to continue to exist within the branch. Honestly, I’m just an ordinary high school student, summer vacation is about to end, and I am facing college entrance exams; I don’t have time to deal with these trivial issues every day.” Lin Fei shrugged his shoulders, “So, Lu Jun, you take responsibility for this, how about that?”
“Specifically how…?” Lu Jun was also somewhat uncertain of Lin Fei’s intentions.
“I suspect Chen Chen is involved in a malicious murder case, instruct our people to cooperate with the police and make sure to thoroughly investigate this matter.” As soon as Lin Fei spoke, everyone was taken aback. He was bringing up old scores.
Almost every person who entered the branch was burdened with one or more murder cases, and if not for their membership in the society, they would all be facing execution.
Almost simultaneously, An Ying and Yu Fei lowered their heads slightly, roughly understanding the temperament of this seemingly young new president of the society.
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It took a full two weeks to recover from his injuries, and Lin Fei did not have any spare time to look into the counterfeit True Force, as he was forced to attend classes as soon as he was discharged from the hospital. With the start of his senior year of high school, the workload suddenly became much heavier.
Even though he had taken over the position of branch president, he left all the affairs to be dealt with directly by Lu Jun. Lu Jun was already responsible for the city overall, so there was basically no change in the management. The previous branch president also only functioned as a form of military deterrence.
However, what he valued most now was the practice of Qi Cultivation.
In his bedroom, with the sky outside showing the first glimmers of dawn, Lin Fei stood silently by the bed, his eyes slightly closed. All his focus was on breaking through the third image. He tightly held a colorless and transparent diamond-shaped crystal in his hand. The practice of Qi Cultivation did not require a fixed posture but demanded a high level of mental concentration. The third image included the first Sword Form of the Tracing Shadow Sword Art, and unexpectedly, it was difficult to break through its shackles.
Ever since obtaining the True Force Core, Lin Fei had been trying to breach this level. From the initial slight movement to the current verge of breakthrough, it had cost him a great deal of effort.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Suddenly, a faint noise came from the other side of the wall. Lin Fei instantly withdrew his focus and opened his eyes.
“It’s still not enough. But even at this pace, it’s still too slow.” After experiencing the effects of pseudo True Force, Lin Fei was still not satisfied with the increase in cultivation speed provided by True Force.
“I remember there are some external things that can help speed up the process.” He opened his mind again to the last part of Sword Dao True Solution dedicated to Qi Cultivation. The appendix of the Qi Cultivation section listed a series of items, all of which could increase the speed of practice. Moreover, all of them were items that enhanced one’s spirit. However, most of them had strange names and patterns, and it was likely they didn’t even exist in this world. Among them, the most effective one placed at the forefront was named the Cloud Stone, which looked much like a diamond. However, whether it was indeed a diamond, Lin Fei did not know. He would have to wait for future encounters to try it out.
Since his battle with Shunyan, Lin Fei could clearly feel that his swordsmanship cultivation level had integrated more perfectly with Yan Shi’s. Often, he felt as if he himself were Yan Shi, and Yan Shi was him. The Longsword Ring in his hand, no matter how many years passed, still hung by his waist. A full confidence in his own strength permeated his bones. This confidence also came from another sword momentum contained within the Yan Shi imprint.
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Sword Heart Chain was a sword momentum, and as a super expert, Yan Shi naturally had more than one set of sword moves.
Liusu, was the name of the new sword momentum Lin Fei had learned. On the day of his fight with Shunyan, he thought he could easily defeat his opponent, but to his surprise, the opponent turned out to be like a human-shaped rocket launcher, and even with Liusu’s defense, it could not prevent the opponent’s escape. In theory, with an infinite supply of True Force and the protection of Liusu, Lin Fei’s defensive power should have been enough to elevate him to C rank. It was like having an impregnable turtle shell, but it was still breached by Shunyan’s massive explosion, which was unexpected to Lin Fei.
You see, C-level protection should be able to withstand all firearms, and with an abundance of True Force, Lin Fei wasn’t afraid of any sneak attacks or assassinations. This is where his extreme confidence came from. But reality proved that not everything was as expected.
This made him more cautious about his plans and more eager for an increase in strength.
Inside the Yan Shi imprint, fully integrated, there were a total of three sword momentums, or Sword Forms.
Sword Heart Chain, Liusu, and the strongest form—Sword Eye.
Lin Fei had mastered the first two. Only Sword Eye was still integrating. Now with the slow progress in the Qi Cultivation chapter, if he wanted to improve his combat power quickly, the best way was to integrate and practice Sword Eye. That was what Lin Fei was mainly doing now. He knew that once he succeeded in integrating Sword Eye, he could elevate himself to C-level combat power. Even if the momentum wasn’t fully integrated, it wouldn’t matter. Strength evaluations weren’t solely based on this criteria, although it was the reference point for everyone.
The noise outside the door was getting louder. He could vaguely hear his father Lin Jianguo talking. Today was the weekend, and there was no need to go to school; Lin Fei would attend class tomorrow. So, he could still stay at home today.
Lin Fei gently opened the door. He was the first to walk into the bathroom, filled his mouthwash cup with water, and had just squeezed white toothpaste onto his toothbrush when he saw his father, Lin Jianguo, and Jiang Feng looking refreshed.
“Dad, Mom, you both seem to be in a good mood…” Lin Fei said, puzzled.
“Kid, don’t worry about it too much. The bookstore’s business has improved a lot recently. We have more financial leeway, so your mom and I decided to open another branch and hire more people. Alright already, hurry up and wash up. There’s a lot to do later. We need to get going!” Lin Jianguo urged.
Lin Fei watched his parents whispering and then sitting in the living room, where a trace of long-missed confidence returned to his father Lin Jianguo’s face. His mother spoke with a hint of a smile in her eyes.
Their conversation faintly drifted into the room. Lin Fei only picked up a bit of it, phrases like “the bookstore got several long-term order contracts recently… there’s a good storefront on Renmin Road…” and the like.
Lin Fei gently placed the chilly toothbrush in his mouth, and a refreshing sweetness spread throughout his mouth. He gave a slight smile to his reflection in the mirror. He knew this had to be the result of some support provided by the association, even potentially some actions from older members seeking to ingratiate themselves with him.
“Not bad as an outcome, though.” He took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth.
“Click.” Down the hall, Lin You’s room was abruptly opened. Lin You stepped out yawning, a tuft of her hair sticking up, her eyes bleary. She was hugging the little black cat, wearing a goose-yellow nightgown, her face full of confusion.
Lin Fei glanced at Lin You from the mirror.
“You, your strap fell off on the left side,” he suddenly said, smiling.
Lin You paused, reached for her left shoulder, and indeed felt nothing. The strap of her bra had slid down to her arm.
“Thank you,” she replied, bewildered.
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, her body immediately tensed up. Her face turned the color of a tomato.
“Lin Fei!!!” A shrill scream echoed throughout the entire apartment building.
