True Solution of the Sword Dao

The black cat suddenly sprang out from Lin You’s embrace.

"Long time no see, Xiran Sals." A cool and clear voice emitted from the black cat’s mouth.

The man’s face was enraptured, but upon hearing the speaking voice, he immediately fixed his green eyes on Lin You with fervor.

"So you actually know that I fancy beautiful girls in tight jeans and that they need to climb the stairs, twisting and turning to show off to me. And you even know my name," the man’s gaze turned suddenly serious. "It seems you are no ordinary person!"

Veins throbbed on Lin You’s forehead. So, wearing tight jeans and climbing stairs were all to satisfy this guy’s distasteful fetish. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"After all these years, your tastes haven’t changed, Xiran," the black cat leapt up, aiming a claw right at the man’s face.

Hiss!

A streak of cold light flashed by.

"Thud!" The man fell to his knees with teary eyes. "Feil! It must be you!! I have lived in your shadow for all these years!! And you still won’t let me go!!" A vivid red scratch was clearly visible on his face.

"Alright, knock it off, I’ve come to you for a serious matter this time," the black cat said gravely. It jumped onto the only bed.

"Alright, alright." The man’s expression turned earnest, "Speak, what is it? It’s rare for you to come to me on your own initiative. I’ll give you a fifty percent discount this time."

"Let me touch you," the black cat stated solemnly.

"Then it’s free!" The man immediately appeared infinitely eager.

"Lin You, it’s up to you now, don’t be scared, allowing him a touch won’t hurt," the black cat whispered into Lin You’s ear, who was about to explode with anger.

"Forget it, I’ll do it for free then," said the man known as Xiran helplessly. "After all, we’ve had a relationship for many years."

"Train her for me," the black cat pointed at Lin You. "Time, thirty days."

"So, it’s just an indirect protection, right?" Xiran spread his hands, his gaze softening as he looked at Lin You standing aside. "I hope it won’t be like the last time."

"It won’t be. I have already negotiated the terms with the family of Heser. Lin You’s identity hasn’t been widely publicized, so they aren’t clear about it either," said the black cat Feil in a low voice.

"But is this really okay?" Xiran pulled out a cigarette from nowhere, flicked the tip with his finger, and it lit up naturally. He took a deep drag.

"No worries, these minor families all have their own way of survival. They are not that simple. Besides, there have been precedents in this aspect before. It’s not the first time," Feil explained while perched on Lin You’s shoulder.

"Hey! What exactly are you talking about? Feil, explain to me!" Lin You couldn’t hold back and interrupted. After being toyed with for so long without knowing what was going on, it was quite remarkable for her to have restrained herself until now.

Xiran suddenly stepped forward, coming close to Lin You, his face bearing a mature and worldly sense of vicissitude. His sparse stubble, melancholic eyes, and casually unbuttoned shirt revealing a muscular chest.

"Do you really want to know?" he asked with a heavy voice.

"Of course," Lin You nodded.

"Let me touch you then."

Lin You’s face twitched a little.

Ten minutes later...

Lin You sat in the only computer chair, holding a cup of green tea, with wisps of steam rising from the cup.

Xiran sat on the bed facing her, with another fresh scratch on his face, equally calm and holding a cup of hot tea.

"This world isn’t as simple as you think," he said in a deep tone, sipping his tea lightly.

"Isn’t it just a world with psychics and ordinary people?" Lin You asked.

"They call them psychics, we call ourselves magic users, but in reality, it’s all the same system. Heretics, Temple of the Gods, these organizations themselves are just a small part of the Inner World. It’s just that they are the most powerful organizations, hence widely known," Xiran took a puff of his cigarette, alternating between smoke and tea. "Since heretics generally adopt a Temple of the Gods only policy, avoiding involvement in other affairs, and the Temple of the Gods is generally known for idling away with nothing to do. These two major organizations can be directly ignored."

"But isn’t it said that the heretics and Temple of the Gods monopolize all psychics? If you don’t join, you die!" Lin You interrupted.

"Do you believe that? Just because someone says it, you believe it?" Xiran looked disdainfully at Lin You, "The world is so large, do you think this is the Hacker Empire? Can every person, every corner, be monitored at any time?"

"Well, that’s true..." Lin You nodded.

"Heretics see the Temple of the Gods as an imaginary enemy, of course, the Temple of the Gods couldn’t care less about the heretics."

"But why does the Temple of the Gods also have missions to attack heretical organizations?" Lin You asked again.

"Apart from its direct organizations, the Temple of the Gods has a massive array of vassal organizations. These are mostly in name only and exist primarily to oppose the heretics. The true higher-ups can’t be bothered with these trifles," Xilan said impatiently. "Alright, wait until I’m finished, then you can ask questions. It’s only because you’re a pretty little thing that I’m putting up with you at all."

"Oh." Lin You didn’t get upset, just obediently nodded.

"Besides that, there’s the Religious Faction as well as numerous other families, organizations, and sects. This is the main circle we will be facing. Add in individuals like me, and basically, it’s the world Feil used to live in—the same world circle you’re about to confront."

"Whether it’s the Religious Faction, the scientific community, or magic, in essence, everyone is talking about the same system, that is Psychic abilities. It’s just a matter of different definitions of power. Of course, that’s just my personal perspective. In reality, many people hold different views, believing that magic and Psychic abilities are completely separate systems, and of course, they might have a point."

"Then, would you be considered a strong player in this circle?" Lin You asked again.

"Of course... not," Xilan said with a natural expression. "Questions about strength are inherently flawed. Many with strong abilities don’t live as long as I do. Living long and enjoying life—that is the key."

Lin You nodded in understanding.

"I get the picture. It’s much more comprehensive than the pamphlets from the heretics."

"Of course, now that you understand, you must come here every day for the next thirty days. I need to train you rigorously—and don’t forget my rules," Xilan said with a sleazy look as he spoke the last sentence.

"Why?"

"Because you’re too weak right now. And Feil doesn’t have the strength to protect himself. Plus, there are numerous people eyeing the Energy Scepter," Xilan said seriously. "Although the crisis at the Tower of Glory has been averted for now."

************

After resolving the matter with Chen Wu and having a meal with them, Lin Fei took Jiang Nan and left, returning home for dinner.

However, they didn’t see Lin You.

"Why isn’t Xiao You here?" Lin Fei asked while holding her rice bowl.

"She said she was eating out with friends and would come back later tonight," Jiang Feng said worriedly. "This child has been going out more and more lately. It’s the holiday season now; if she runs into any trouble, it would be bad. But she won’t listen to me. Sigh..."

"It’s fine, Xiao You will be okay with her friends," Lin Fei comforted her.

Jiang Nan was on the side, devouring her bowl without paying much attention to the vegetables.

Lin Fei gently gave her some more food and rubbed her little head, prompting Jiang Nan to look up and smile at Lin Fei.

Just then, the phone in the living room rang.

Jiang Feng put down her chopsticks and went to answer it, then listened for a moment. "Feifei, it’s for you, a girl named Xu Ke."

"Xu Ke?" Lin Fei was stunned.

Upon hearing the call was from a girl, Jiang Nan sneakily glanced at Lin Fei, her ears perked up, ready to eavesdrop.

Standing up, Lin Fei walked over. Mother Jiang Feng winked at him.

"You little rascal, hiding it from us for so long."

"It’s not what you think, really," said Lin Fei, caught between laughter and helplessness. He might be fearless in swordsmanship, but sometimes he truly didn’t know how to deal with his parents’ reactions—like Jiang Feng’s eagerness for her son to find a girlfriend.

"She already claimed to be your good friend," Jiang Feng stressed the word ’good’.

Lin Fei took the phone.

"Hello, Xu Ke? What’s up?"

"Are you free? A friend of mine really wants to meet you, she’s asked me many times. So I’m calling to see if you’re available?"

"Today?"

"If you can make it."

"I guess I don’t really have anything special going on. Where are you?" Lin Fei quickly thought about his plans for the day. Unless it was something that needed his full attention, he was able to divide his mind for Cultivation Force and still not be affected in doing other things. Entering the Inner World didn’t mean losing touch with friends outside; occasional contact was a way to adjust his mood.

"We’re at the Jinse Supermarket, not far from your home."

"Then I’ll come right over."