True Solution of the Sword Dao

It was the perfect opportunity to make a name for himself, and then spread his fame nationwide. His goal was to become famous and gather popularity in a short period of time.

This was the intention of Golden Garb.

Lin Fei knew Golden Garb’s personality well—obsessive, domineering; those were her usual styles. It came as no surprise to him that she would take such a step. Merely developing power in a small place like Ping City would never allow for real growth; only by absorbing a multitude of forces in a place teeming with hidden dragons and crouching tigers like Capital City could one hope to influence the whole country.

Right now, with the Tower of the Dark Night entering Hua Nation and the Five Stars in disarray, the upper echelons were too preoccupied with their own problems to worry about any premature exposure.

According to Golden Garb’s plan, the strategy was to promote the revitalization of the Chinese Martial Arts Community. A perfect opportunity to recruit highly qualified individuals from the community as a foundation.

After pondering a moment, Lin Fei sent back a text agreeing to the plan. Communication through the Sword Canon Space should be avoided if unnecessary—it’s less likely to expose any flaws, and modern technology isn’t much slower than the Sword Canon for communication.

Next, the most important thing was to enhance his power. Ultimately, Lin Fei couldn’t afford to spread his strength too thin across multiple avatars. Dispersion meant increased risk and danger.

Therefore, strong and loyal subordinates had become his most urgent priority. However, neither the followers of Golden Garb nor the Swordsmanship Club seemed to offer such individuals, and training them would be too slow. So, the only choice was the Sword Canon Space.

Sitting alongside him and sipping a drink, Zhao Yuqing saw that Lin Fei had not moved for a long time. She lifted her head and saw that he had closed his eyes to rest.

Zhao Yuqing had been following Lin Fei for several days. Each day, she would see him either sleeping in class, daydreaming during self-study, or languidly practicing with his sword, slower even than an old man.

As for the textbooks, he seemed to only study for an hour or two each day, and even that was done in a very casual manner. He was the epitome of the laziest student. Yet weirdly, whether it was a teacher calling on him out of spite or practical tasks like experiments, Lin Fei always dealt with them effortlessly, as simple as eating or drinking, provoking an involuntary sense of frustration in others.

The two had just sat down in the study room when—

Lin Fei, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly sensed the aura of a True Force seed rapidly approaching.

Just as he opened his eyes, he saw a small figure hurtling directly into his arms.

"Brother..." A voice he recognized rang in his ears, no longer the soft, mewling tone he remembered, but something clearer and crisper.

Lin Fei instantly embraced the small girl who had thrown herself at him.

"Long time no see, Shuang’er," he said with a soft smile.

The girl in his arms, Shuang’er, looked up at Lin Fei in shock, then suddenly struggled, breaking free from his embrace to stand before him. With a light twirl, she asked,

"How do I look, brother? Am I still pretty?"

Lin Fei replied with a smile, "Very cute."

"Pretty? I mean pretty!!" Shuang’er emphasized.

The two completely ignored Zhao Yuqing next to them and started chatting among themselves.

Zhao Yuqing’s face had stiffened the moment Shuang’er leaped into Lin Fei’s embrace, but relaxed upon hearing the term "brother." Instead, she found Shuang’er’s coquettish behavior even more endearing as she sat to the side, silently watching the siblings’ reunion.

Although she was surprised to see Shuang’er leap across a table to throw herself at Lin Fei, her astonishment was only fleeting.

In the study room, the other two students seemed annoyed by the noise and promptly packed up and left, evidently in search of a quieter space. Nevertheless, as they left, they deliberately slammed the door loudly, clearly indicating their irritation.

Suddenly, the study room was left with only the three of them.

Lin Fei fixed his gaze on Shuang’er standing before him.

The cute little girl he remembered seemed to have grown taller. Her hair was adorned with two large black bows, and her long hair almost reached her waist. Dressed in a tight-fitting black t-shirt matched with a maroon plaid miniskirt and her favorite pair of maroon boots, the milky-whiteness of her skin was exposed from the thighs, a light girlish scent lingered around him, complemented by the gentle curves that were just beginning to stand out on her body.

She looked both adorable and carried an air of cold nobility.

Indeed, Lin Fei hadn’t guessed wrong.

After greeting Lin Fei, Shuang’er’s eyes shifted to Zhao Yuqing beside him.

The temperature of her gaze dropped to freezing, her face taking on a cold, scrutinizing expression.

"Who are you?" Shuang’er asked as her eyes moved from head to toe over Zhao Yuqing, naturally exuding a strange sense of superiority.

"I’m a friend of your brother," Zhao Yuqing answered with a smile.

"Friend?" Shuang’er scoffed. "Then how come I’ve never seen you before?"

"We haven’t known each other for a long time. Maybe you were the one who went away first?" Zhao Yuqing continued to smile.

"You’re so ugly," Shuang’er said without any hint of politeness.

"Is... is that so?" Zhao Yuqing’s smile became a bit stiff.

"Do you know what 1+1 equals?"

"That... equals 2..." Zhao Yuqing’s mouth twitched slightly. Do you think I’m an idiot!!!

"Wrong, it equals 11!" Shuang’er looked at her with disdain.

"Uh..."

"Idiot! Only a moron would answer such a stupid question," Shuang’er said ruthlessly. "Are you really my brother’s friend? My brother’s friends have never answered this question for me."

Zhao Yuqing felt like the muscles on her face were starting to spasm.

"Alright, Shuang’er," Lin Fei pulled Shuang’er into his arms with one quick motion. "Have you become impolite after going out?"

"Sorry, brother," Shuang’er instantly showed a cute and innocent smile on her face.

"Apologize to Sister Zhao Yuqing," Lin Fei gently tapped Shuang’er on the head.

Shuang’er made a sound, approaching Zhao Yuqing somewhat aggrievedly.

"I’m sorry, Sister... It was all my fault..." she pouted earnestly.

"It’s okay," Zhao Yuqing sighed in relief, smiling again.

"Really?" Shuang’er lifted her small face, with tears brimming in her eyes. "Have you really forgiven me?"

"Yes," Zhao Yuqing nodded her head.

Lin Fei, on the side, knew that Shuang’er was up to her tricks again as soon as he heard the conversation. He quickly grabbed hold of Shuang’er.

The moment he touched Shuang’er, he knew that this little one had already successfully fused the True Force seed, and her body had started to cultivate a strand of True Force. The level of a Dream Eater had directly leaped a rank, now possessing the energy volume of about Intermediate Level C Class. Although having the energy of this level and the combat power of this level were two different things, this showed Shuang’er’s rapid progress, which was quite astonishing.

Speaking of the True Force seed, Lin Fei now had several hundred fusers of the True Force seeds. The golden seeds spread like a storm among the Dream Eaters around the world, like an unstoppable virus. The power of Dream Eaters with the seed increased, and those who had been suppressed relied on it to turn the tables on their rivals, leading to even more people seeking out the True Force seeds.

Every second, a vast amount of True Force flowed continuously into Lin Fei’s body. He could feel his body continuously compressing this True Force into True Qi, with the vast True Force only condensing into a whisper of True Qi. Even now, his progress was only a strand of True Qi as thick as his little finger. Despite the incessant influx of True Force, it showed no signs of increase.

He left a projection directly in the Sword Canon Space, ceaselessly producing True Force seeds, then distributing them through designated individuals to spreaders like the Scarlet Hand and other seed fusors. This was the main method he used to expand the range of the True Force seeds. Until now, no one knew he was the mastermind behind the golden seeds.

Previously, he had sent the Scarlet Hand to infiltrate and steal the components of the Divine Artifact but failed. Only later did he have them establish an organization to spread the seeds.

Sis, who hadn’t been seen for a long time, was dispatched by him to help William, the heir to the United Kingdom’s Kaisrunk Group family, fight for the family fortune. While there was no lack of powerful individuals who had fused with the True Force seed, they did not entirely control the life or death of the top-level powerhouses. At most, they could severely wound them in an instant and cause them to lose most of their strength.

This was the conclusion Lin Fei had recently reached. Generally speaking, top-level powerhouses were not reliant on a single type of power, so it was certainly not advisable to control the True Force seed solely to ensure loyalty. The moment the details of the True Force seed’s controller were exposed, he expected that everything would fall into chaos instantly, and he would become the target of everyone’s arrows.

Lin Fei, along with Shuang’er and Zhao Yuqing, sat in the study room until noon before they left the classroom and headed for the cafeteria.

The two girls chattered non-stop in the classroom, with Shuang’er dominating from the beginning. Had it not been for the occasional intervention from Lin Fei, helping Zhao Yuqing, she probably would have been completely overwhelmed by Shuang’er without any chance to fight back.

They hadn’t even walked halfway when Zhao Yuqing could no longer bear it, her face twitching as she quickly came up with an excuse to escape. Clearly, she couldn’t stand Shuang’er’s relentless bombardment any longer.

Walking beneath the shade of the trees on the school campus, Lin Fei looked at Shuang’er, who was now as tall as his waist, and at the smug smile on her face. He couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her little cheek.

"You don’t like her?" he asked.

"I don’t," Shuang’er shook her head. "She’s too weak. We are lions; we shouldn’t hang around with our food."

"Is that so?" Lin Fei chuckled helplessly.

He looked up at the students by the roadside, coming and going, in all shapes and sizes, each moving quietly along their own life’s trajectory. Perhaps after graduating from college, they’ll find good jobs, or become civil servants, then pair up with a decent partner, have a child, and so settle into their lives. They will then repeat the experiences and processes countless people have gone through before them. And their descendants will also repeat the same, not much different, processes.

At that moment, Lin Fei suddenly felt as if he was the only one there, although people were still coming and going, a faint sense of loneliness spread around him. He was no longer just a regular student.

"Brother is the strongest. He shouldn’t have any weaknesses," Shuang’er’s voice rang beside him. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian [qidian.com] to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)