True Solution of the Sword Dao

"Go!" Wang Chunli decisively helped Chen Jing to run outside.

"What about Chen Da?" Chen Jing wanted to go back but was held back by Wang Chunli.

"Hurry up!!"

Tap... Tap... Tap.....

A series of crisp footsteps echoed from the corridor where the bathroom was located.

The two had just run out of the corridor when Chen Jing’s lower abdomen started hurting again. It was only a day since she had undergone surgery there. Beside her, Wang Chunli, looking anxious, turned around and stared back at the corridor they had just run out of. Out of the darkness within, a pair of red leather boots appeared in their view with the sound of footsteps. However, only the boots were visible; the rest was completely concealed in the dark.

"Chen Da is done for..." Wang Chunli said with a pale face. She clenched her teeth and fell silent.

"Go!!" She suddenly shouted, turned around abruptly, and picked up Chen Jing to run.

"It actually came out in its true form!! How is that possible!" she said while running, unable to believe it.

In pain and terrified, Chen Jing asked, "What do we do now?"

"We need to find the person who can fight off the red boots! He once fought off the red boots and even made an agreement with it! He can definitely save us!" Not knowing what her actual job was in reality, Wang Chunli seemed strong, carrying Chen Jing without showing any signs of fatigue.

"My younger brother’s master is a martial arts expert; we can go to him!! Maybe he will have a way!" Chen Jing said urgently.

"It’s no use," Wang Chunli said as she jogged quickly. "In dreams, no matter how powerful one is in reality, anyone other than an Awakener entering the dream is just the same as an ordinary person."

"How do you know?"

"Do you know what I used to do?" Wang Chunli looked back once more, could no longer see the corridor, and then slowed down. More and more pedestrians began to appear around them, and seeing this seemed to relax her somewhat. She ignored the strange looks she received from passersby for carrying another person.

"I used to do a job that involved taking lives," Wang Chunli whispered. "The last mission’s target turned out to be the red boots," she said with a bitter smile, helping Chen Jing back to the bench they had just left.

"A couple of Special Forces soldiers in hand-to-hand combat are not a concern for me. The red boots also killed some martial arts and combat experts. So you better not think about that," Wang Chunli crushed Chen Jing’s hopes. "We need to find that person quickly, someone who can really help us!"

Chen Jing nodded.

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Last night, accompanying Xu Ke and He Wenwen, we walked through the night market. No matter what Xu Ke said, He Wenwen remained silent, speaking only at the very end when she asked for Lin Fei’s home phone number.

At dawn,

Lin Fei wiped his face with cold water, completed his morning routine, and was getting ready to leave home with his sword and Bear Claw.

Just as he passed through the hallway,

"Click." Lin You’s room suddenly opened from the inside.

This girl, rubbing her eyes and dressed in pajamas, walked out.

Jiang Nan also came out of the study, having finished her morning routine, ready to leave with Lin Fei to go to the Swordsmanship Club.

"Good morning, Lin You," Jiang Nan greeted politely.

"Yeah, good morning, Nannan," Lin You responded, looking very tired.

With a meow, a black cat darted out of her room.

Lin Fei glanced at the black cat without a word and headed straight for the living room’s security door.

"Beep~~~"

The nearby phone suddenly rang.

Lin Fei answered the call.

"Hello, who is this?"

"It’s He Wenwen. Are you free today?" the woman on the other end asked, sounding somewhat uneasy.

Lin Fei recalled that He Wenwen had asked him for his home phone number in person yesterday. Out of respect for Xu Ke, he had given it to her. He hadn’t expected her to call so early.

"Is there something you need?"

"Can I meet you for a bit? About that time at the restaurant... I’d like to apologize in person."

"No need to apologize, I didn’t take it to heart," Lin Fei disinterestedly dismissed the strange girl and hung up the phone. He still had a lot of things lined up for the day.

"Let’s go, Nannan."

"Oh," Jiang Nan said, carrying a little bag and following Lin Fei with a smile.

Lin You watched as the two walked out the main entrance, his expression somewhat wooden.

"Don’t you feel like they fit the sister role more than you do?" the black cat started to narrate and voice its thoughts again.

"Mind your own business!" Lin You retorted, pouting.

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The gray fog made the sky much darker than usual at this time.

Lin Fei was waiting for the bus with Jiang Nan at the bus stop. If it wasn’t urgent, he generally wouldn’t have Xiao Ling pick him up, although she had strongly requested to do so.

Now that the branch president was Yan Fei instead of Lin Fei, he was just an ordinary student with some love and talent for swordsmanship. As a student, he should do what was expected of him. Recently, Sis had sent a file to Lin Fei’s email from the internet.

Regarding the red-haired man who had killed him in his past life, Lin Fei had also initially come to terms with the identity. After comparing nearly a hundred photos, and including analyses of attack methods and personality traits,

Lin Fei finally locked in on a man who liked black trench coats and was naturally red-haired.

One of the Judgment Knights—Aisaha: a member of the Holy See’s Knight Order. Skilled in using fire assaults.

What followed were some collected data by Sis about this person. It was simple, but clearly provided the most crucial information.

All affairs of the Religious Faction’s Holy See were restricted by strict regulations, especially so for the Knight Order. Without orders from above, they wouldn’t possibly act independently.

From this, Lin Fei understood that the real opponent of his sister, Lin You, in his previous life, was very likely one of the forces within the Holy See.

As the strongest force on the religious side, the Holy See’s internal factional struggles were intricate and complex, with powerful individuals abounding. It was far beyond what he, a mere C-class, could hastily calculate against and resist. This further affirmed his current lifestyle of lying low and secretly developing.

Jiang Nan stood beside him, very well-behaved. When Lin Fei was contemplating, she generally would not speak rashly.

The bus to Taoyuan Road slowly approached the stop. The commuters waiting next to Lin Fei swarmed onto the bus, which was quite empty. Lin Fei took out two yuan and gave them to the conductor at the window, then he and Jiang Nan boarded through the back door.

There happened to be seats in the back. Jiang Nan quickly took a seat first, then placed her small bag on another seat beside her for Lin Fei. The two had been cooperating like this for a while. After Lin Fei sat down, he placed the Sword Bag across his knees and turned his face to look out the window.

The bus slowly started moving.

The scenery outside the window gradually accelerated as it moved backward.

The glass of the window clearly reflected Lin Fei’s face.

Suddenly, the bus jerked, and three fashionably dressed girls, wearing denim skirts and thick long socks, laughing and chatting, boarded the bus, followed by another girl in an army green, somewhat gray coat. This girl was fully wrapped in a thick coat, wearing black trousers that completely mismatched. The four seemed to be together. One of the pretty girls smilingly said to the last girl.

"Tingting, have you been to the pet store in Jianghuai? I bought a guinea pig there last time, super cute! Let’s go buy one later!"

"Okay," the girl named Tingting quietly responded.

"Central Trade has a big sale today, we should go there first."

"Also, Xiao Yuan and the others said they are going to check out the newly opened Dongxing Clothing. We’ll go to the pet store later, as it closes late anyway." The other two girls chatted ceaselessly.

Their pretty faces and stylish, cute outfits attracted the gaze of most of the men on the bus. Even some middle-aged men couldn’t help but let their gaze drift over.

Meanwhile, the girl in the army green coat seemed to become completely inconspicuous, overshadowed by the others.

Lin Fei gazed silently at the rapidly receding scenery outside, not saying a word.

They soon reached the next stop.

Hiss...

As the bus door slowly opened,

a slender, tall young man slowly boarded the bus. This man’s face was gaunt, his eyelids drooping.

"Clunk." A one-yuan coin gently fell into the coin box.

Lin Fei slowly turned, staring intently at the man who had just boarded. The man moved towards the back with a walk that was unusually forceful and incredibly precise, as if measuring each step with a ruler.

As he passed by Lin Fei, the man paused slightly. However, he gave no indication of anything and headed straight to a seat behind Lin Fei to sit down.

The two sat quietly, one in front of the other.

Lin Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. He turned his face toward the glass beside him, which reflected the image of the man behind him.

The man’s eyes were narrow, his face devoid of any expression.

Everyone, even Psychics, would show subtle movements of the nostril with each breath, but this man showed no sign at all. It was as if his facial muscles were completely necrotic.

Perhaps noticing Lin Fei’s gaze, the man’s eyeballs moved slightly, then returned to a calm state. Sitting in his seat like a corpse, motionless.

It seemed he never turned his face; his expression was nearly frozen, only the stiff movement of his eyeballs allowed one to realize he was alive.