True Solution of the Sword Dao

In the following days, Lin Fei had no plans to meet with Chen Wu. The death of Xu Ruoruo was unexpected, but he could feel Chen Wu’s craving and determination for strength, a determination that had reached a twisted extreme. Lu Jun took care of all matters pertaining to Xu Ruoruo and accorded her the status of a special person.

Early morning light streamed through the gaps in the office curtains.

Lu Jun sat in the leather chair in front of his desk, his expression solemn. His hands were clenched into fists on the desk. Beside him, a young man in his twenties stood by the curtains, looking out the window through the gaps.

"Chen Wu’s sister, Chen Jing, has made contact with the Wu Family again. How should we handle this now?" Lu Jun asked softly.

The man at the window did not respond, just stood there. After a long while, he turned around.

"Chen Wu deliberately misinterpreted my intentions. It seems his sister is very important to him, but I don’t know if he knows that Chen Jing has become a Dream Eater. Chen Jing told him she hadn’t. If she had, then neither of them could be allowed to remain."

"The Wu Family has been spreading their network throughout the country on a large scale. It seems they have great ambitions as coordinates for the ’Void’s Child.’ Regarding the ’Void’s Child,’ I clandestinely gathered some information and barely understand that he needs a Dream Eater as a fixed coordinate when he travels. Should we report this intelligence?" Lu Jun inquired. He was very certain now, his entire position tied to Lin Fei, sitting in the branch leader’s office represented him embodying the identity of Yan Fei.

"No need to report it. Chen Jing is Chen Wu’s sister and also one of the Wu Family’s anchors here. Have you managed to get a handle on the other anchors?"

"Almost, but it’s hard to say there won’t be any that slip through the net." Lu Jun was not certain, "This time the Wu Family has returned to the country, deploying a vast number of Dream Eaters entering the country, completely disregarding local powers, placing coordinates everywhere. But those who know about the Void’s Child should be few."

"Regardless, we are no match for the vast power of the Wu Family, just playing on the margins is enough, but it really is a pity for Xu Ruoruo, taking on someone else’s suffering is truly not worth it. Try to keep track of Chen Jing’s movements. Use ordinary people for surveillance; stronger ones might alert them. Let’s just drag this out, they are still accumulating opportunities. The local powers definitely won’t let them stabilize, those nominal Dream Eaters are not simple characters."

"But if you hadn’t personally informed me about the matter of the Dream Eaters, I would never have believed that the Wu Family was actually the legendary Dream Family. These dream awakeners are extremely secretive, almost impossible to approach. They have retreated behind the scenes for too long, long enough that the outside world has almost forgotten them. I expect the upper levels are the same, our disconnect with dream awakeners has been too long, long. Their battlefield is a place we cannot see."

"All right, let’s leave the matter of Chen Jing at that. It was just a test for Chen Wu initially; I didn’t expect him to actually find a scapegoat, how foolish, thinking I knew nothing? If he hadn’t done anything, that would mean he didn’t know about Chen Jing’s identity, but since he killed Xu Ruoruo, he really treated me like some naive teenager. It’s better if outsiders don’t interfere with the Swordsmanship Club here. Chen Wu and Chen Jing are already unstable elements, find a chance to deal with them. I’m sure Master Yuan Yonglong will understand our actions."

"Alright, I’ll issue the warrant right away. This year a highly talented genius has joined us; just let him lead the team to give it a try." Lu Jun responded. "Of course, he is a top-level Sharpshooter." he added.

"Then that’s settled. I’ll pay a visit to Old Zhao." The man nodded and turned towards the door. "What a pity for Chen Wu, such good material wasted." He pulled open the door and walked out.

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Ping City’s Yunjun Mountain, famous for the Yunjun Taoist Temple. It has always attracted an endless stream of visitors. Along the base of the mountain, there are rows of small villas, reasonably priced but with a great environment, thus attracting many people to reside here despite being far from the city center. Old Zhao is one of them.

Old Zhao, real name Zhao Yunjun, this is his real name, not the false one used before. Ever since he served as the branch leader, he has been steady and faultless, making do with limited big mistakes or missteps.

Sitting in a reclining rattan chair, Zhao Yunjun sipped from a steaming cup of tea, occasionally taking a gentle drink. At seventy or eighty, dressed only in a white vest and beach shorts, lying on the rattan chair watching the live broadcast of the Tianyuan Competition on television, Zhao deeply appreciated the feeling of not having to work.

"Yaya, could you make some more tea for me?" Zhao Yunjun called out loudly.

"Of course, Grandpa," replied a ponytailed young girl as she walked out from the kitchen, carefully holding a kettle and topping up Zhao’s tea cup.

"And boil another cup of tea, we are about to have a guest."

"What guest? The last Mr. Lin? Or Vice Mayor Guo?" Yaya, with a pretty face and dressed in a white T-shirt and denim shorts typical of a student, looked no more than eighteen or nineteen, her voice sweet enough to cloy.

"Neither," Zhao instructed. "Use tea from a purple box of the same standard as theirs." He paused, then hesitated, "But if he can’t tell the difference, it would be a big loss; use the cheapest kind instead."

"Okay," Yaya said with a smile as she walked into the kitchen.

Knock knock knock.

The sound of the door knocking came just in time. Zhao Yunjun got up and walked over to open it.

"Old Master Zhao, long time no see," standing outside was Lin Fei. At 19, his height was already that of a normal adult male, around 1.75 meters.

"Come in," Zhao Yunjun nodded, waiting for Lin Fei to enter before closing the door.

"Make yourself at home, don’t be shy."

"Thank you," Lin Fei set down a box of nourishing goods she was holding and responded with a smile. She casually took a seat on the sofa next to the rattan chair.

"I knew you would come to see me. I just didn’t expect it to be so late," Zhao Yunjun also sat back in the rattan chair and got straight to the point.

"It was just some troublesome matters that delayed me," Lin Fei replied respectfully.

"Yaya, hurry up with the tea."

"Alright, coming right away." From the kitchen, Yaya hurried out, carrying a white porcelain teacup. She then quickly placed it in front of Lin Fei, "Please have some tea."

"Thank you," Lin Fei watched as Yaya hurried back into the kitchen. "Your granddaughter?"

"Yes, she’s about the same age as you," Zhao Yunjun sighed, "but her circumstances are worlds apart."

"There’s no helping it, if I could choose, I would rather live a carefree life like hers, just focusing on my studies," Lin Fei said with a smile.

"That’s true."

Zhao Yunjun nodded his head and picked up the remote control, setting the TV to mute.

"Regarding the situation above, you don’t have to worry too much; you just need to know that there’s a powerful figure above us shouldering all the pressure. Your matters and others in different provinces are all the same. Often, differing stances from above just represent different factions and opinions. It’s still early for you to be involved in these matters."

Lin Fei slowly nodded her head and was silent for a while as if analyzing and digesting the words. Zhao Yunjun was in no rush, just lying back and occasionally glancing at him. The sound of cooking from the kitchen became the main noise in the living room.

"As for the rest, don’t ask me about it. The best way to repay that powerful person is to strive to become stronger, then stabilize your position and perfectly complete your tasks. Only by fully demonstrating your value can you leave others speechless," he said.

Lin Fei nodded, picked up the teacup, blew on it lightly, and took a small sip. "Also, this visit is specifically to thank you for the care you provided in the past. If there’s anything you need help with in the future, feel free to call Uncle Lu Jun. Please do not be polite." With his and Lu Jun’s growing influence surpassing Zhao’s was inevitable, Lin Fei’s statement was also a reciprocation for Zhao’s unwavering support during the Shunyan attack. After all, with Zhao’s departure, his former influence was bound to rapidly decline.

"That’s what you said," Zhao Yunjun laughed. That was exactly what he wanted to hear.

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Swordsmanship Club, First Sword Room

Yuan Yonglong sat on a bench, his face full of astonishment, while the longswords were neatly placed on the rack beside him. Since the morning, he had just been sitting there, with no intention of getting up to practice swordsmanship.

Chen Wu, his proudest disciple, had crazily killed another disciple, Xu Ruoruo. Such a reality wasn’t something anyone could easily calm down from.

To verify the authenticity of the news, he had specifically gone to Chen Wu’s residence, along with Chen Jing, and both of them were gone. Xu Ruoruo’s body wasn’t found either, only a place full of bloodstains. There was also a small dagger, its metal handle bearing Chen Wu’s fingerprints as per the police’s investigation. This series of events had given Yuan Yonglong an unusually strong shock.

The police had already issued a warrant. A comprehensive manhunt was underway across the city and province.

"It shouldn’t be like this!" Yuan Yonglong whispered, "It shouldn’t! Didn’t Chen Wu and Ruoruo like each other? Why? Why would he do this?"

Click!

The door was suddenly flung open, and another disciple, Lin Yuanshan, rushed in with a face full of joy.

"Master, Ruoruo isn’t dead, she isn’t dead!" He was ecstatic.

"What?" Yuan Yonglong’s face brightened, and he stood up abruptly.

Lin Yuanshan was panting, his runner’s physique evident from how raggedly he had raced here.

"Master, Ruoruo is currently at Hexi Hospital, she was suddenly resuscitated last night. She isn’t dead!"

"Let’s go! Take me there immediately," Yuan Yonglong exclaimed loudly.(To be continued. If you like this story, please visit qidian.com to vote with a recommendation ticket or a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)