True Solution of the Sword Dao

"Lin You has gone out, heading towards a residential building 2.5 kilometers north," Shuang’er precisely reported Lin You’s movements.

Lin Fei sat in front of the window, hands resting on the arms of a large armchair. No lights were on in the living room, only the dim moonlight slowly filtered in, casting a thin veil over the whole room.

"Night is your world—with no Dragon Eyes here, the Dream World is completely at your command. Stay alert to Lin You’s movements at all times," Lin Fei instructed.

"Yes," Shuang’er stood by Lin Fei’s side, nodding gently. The ghostly marks on her face were completely healed, leaving only a stretch of pristine skin where they once were.

"However, killing Dragon Eyes might provoke a retaliation from the forces behind him," Shuang’er reminded.

"No matter," Lin Fei said indifferently, it was all part of his plan. There might have been a need for prior preparations and probing originally, but now, since blue fire so effectively restrains Dream Abilities, it wouldn’t be necessary to complicate matters. "Once we deal with Lin You, we’ll head back."

"Oh," Shuang’er leaned against Lin Fei, quietly watching out the window.

Actually, ever since his rebirth, Lin Fei had been pressing forward, driven by a sense of crisis from his previous life. He firmly believed that no external force was as reliable as one’s own power, hence he had not focused much on developing his forces. But now, things were different.

Lin Fei extended his hand, a faint golden hue at the fingertip of his left index finger. This was the result of seizing the Power of True Lies from Dragon Eyes. Just a hint of it, but it was exceedingly satisfactory to Lin Fei.

This hint of the Power of True Lies, merged with True Force, functioned simply. Once Lin Fei successfully grasped it, it was instantly absorbed into his True Force cycle. Of course, Lin Fei could force it out again, but having absorbed it once, he understood the function of this golden energy.

It was the power to grant others the authority to self-control.

To put it simply, Lin Fei could divide a trace of his True Force and grant it to someone else as a True Force seed. However, the core Spiritual Imprint was still Lin Fei’s. Meaning, no matter how the others cultivated, they could only use and enhance this True Force, and as long as Lin Fei wished, he could instantly take back all this True Force. Naturally, if Lin Fei did not reclaim this power, it would keep being cultivated and strengthened within the recipient, essentially meaning they were continually cultivating True Force for Lin Fei. This was a classic cultivation accelerator.

"Unfortunately, this hint of the Power of True Lies can only be granted to one person." Such authorization was indeed very powerful, but it required mixing with the Power of True Lies to achieve this effect because Lin Fei’s Spiritual Imprint needed the Power of True Lies to deceive the recipient’s instinct and make their body truly believe that this power completely belonged to them, thus preventing any rejection reaction. This was crucial.

Moreover, such a thing could also be used to enhance his forces. It perfectly fitted Lin Fei’s current situation. Having such an asset would greatly assist in strengthening his subordinates and their loyalty.

However, Lin Fei was unclear whether the five major families controlling the Power of True Lies also had such capabilities or whether he was the only one with this uniqueness. This was another concern. But his intuition told him that this ability was unique to new True Force combined with the Power of True Lies. He was becoming increasingly curious about the origin of this pseudo True Force.

The current issue was that, after merging with the Power of True Lies, there was only enough to grant one True Force seed—that is, only enough for one person.

The golden color at Lin Fei’s fingertip slowly faded. Once the Power of True Lies merged into the new True Force, the part that merged immediately transformed into this special state. Now, Lin Fei considered the potential candidates to grant this power to. The selected individual must have potential, the perseverance to continue cultivation, and loyalty to him.

"Firstly, it’s best to choose someone who was weak before; they must regard True Force as their total strength guarantee, making it their only reliance. They cannot do without True Force—without it, they are nothing. This makes them easier to control. Thus, people like Yuan Yonglong from the Swordsmanship Club, who have some foundation but are just F-rank at the start, are quite suitable." On one hand, they all have experience and heritage, so if they received True Force, they would likely adapt quickly to this kind of Inner Strength cultivation. On the other hand, these martial artists were the weak ones abandoned by the era, if nothing unexpected happens, they would always stay at F-rank, unable to progress further. This is the limit of a pure physical body without energy enhancement. Of course, this doesn’t include special cases like Gao Ge or Lin Fei himself. People like them—Gao Ge has family heritage power, and Lin Fei has the Supreme Secret Manual heritage, and some martial artists mix Supernatural Faction cultivation with Martial Arts. Externally, Shueisha and the outside world also classify Lin Fei as such from the moment he returned from Korea. Some very covert and special supernatural abilities, like inner inspection, cultivation acceleration, physical enhancement, etc., are not detectable by regular scanning devices, which has always been the main reason Shueisha and the Pantheon have not discovered Lin Fei. Yet, these martial artists still count as pure martial artists, because their abilities are entirely used in assisting cultivation. For them, supernatural abilities are merely supplementary. Actually, for their abilities, the Supernatural Faction specifically added some professional terms to describe them, but in records from Hua Nation before, such talents were usually described with terms like naturally gifted or born with a dao body. Specifically speaking, it could not be considered a supernatural ability."

Because such people were of no use to the Supernatural Faction and Magic Faction, their powers were uncontrollable and unimprovable throughout their lives, so they were not taken very seriously, and some organizations even excluded them from their search scope entirely. However, their progress in Martial Arts was undoubtedly substantial. Over the past few decades, such characters were barely supporting the entire Chinese Martial Arts Community of Hua Nation.

After pondering for a while, Lin Fei still decided he would consider the matter of granting True Force later. Besides, since the Power of True Lies had such a miraculous effect, a new idea resurfaced in his mind—how to obtain more Power of True Lies.

Hua Yu Mountain, a famous Buddha Worshipping Mountain near Coastal City, housed the Hua Yu Temple, a very popular temple in the area. At night, under the cold moonlight, the temple on the mountainside appeared only as faint specks of light, like fireflies in the distance.

Lin You hid in the woods beside the highway, holding her breath in concentration. Beside her was Jack, the team leader of the Night Demon squad. The others were not around. In Jack’s hand was a small sphere—the same data sphere that Lin You had brought.

Although Jack couldn’t absorb the data directly through supernatural abilities like Lin You could, since the sphere could only accommodate one type of supernatural power, he was able to read the data inside the sphere with his eyes and even suppressed the light completely.

"This intelligence sphere will dissolve on its own in ten minutes, Jack, you better hurry," Feil’s voice rang directly into everyone’s ears.

"Understood," Jack nodded.

"It will dissolve automatically?" Lin You asked, perplexed.

"Of course, this sphere isn’t made of solid material. It’s crafted from a special supernatural material that can absorb others’ supernatural yuan force for a short period. It will dissolve and vanish when it reaches the time limit, which is also beneficial for confidentiality," Jack explained. The Night Demon squad, picked by Feil, had no communication barriers as they all spoke excellent Chinese.

Soon, Chris sneaked over from the shadows and whispered.

"They’ll pass by here in about twenty minutes. The vehicle is an ordinary white van. Here’s the license plate number," Chris passed a note. After Jack took it, she laid down on the side and began praying softly.

"She always does this before a mission," Jack said as he noticed Lin You looking curiously at Chris.

"Is she a Christian?"

"No, she just wishes purely, without the name of any god," Jack shook his head.

Soon, ten minutes had elapsed, and the sphere in Jack’s hand suddenly turned into a puddle of water and then evaporated at a visible rate.

"A hundred thousand pounds..." Lin You felt a pang, though it wasn’t her money. Watching a hundred thousand pounds evaporate before her eyes was still a regrettable sensation.

"That’s the convenience of dealing with intelligence traffickers," Jack also sighed. "We work hard on a mission and only make ten thousand pounds, while they make ten times that with ease. It’s truly infuriating to compare."

"Enough talking, the target is approaching ahead of schedule," a voice came from aside. It was Beisman, responsible for reconnaissance and intelligence. He gently opened his laptop, which rapidly switched between various screens and spreadsheets, and then popped up a display showing a white van speeding along. The background was a pitch-black road, flanked by dense forests—exactly where they were ambushing.

"Well done, Beisman," Jack patted his partner’s shoulder. "Can you maintain real-time monitoring?"

"Absolutely," Beisman smiled confidently.

"Okay, looks like little Annie has found a new home. Let’s all go to your place to rest after this, I haven’t seen my lovely Annie darling for a long time."

"Cut it out! You always use that excuse; don’t you think it’s stale? Just say outright you want a free meal!" Beisman joked, then returned to his hiding spot. The laptop remained here, clearly indicating he had more than one piece of equipment.