Chapter 66: Chapter 63: Soaring Fame

"Master Wolf..."

The grease-covered vendor had already collapsed, his legs giving way.

That cultivator, whose body was suffused with a crimson glow, lay nearby, his head lolling to the side. His face was twisted into a terrifying grimace, his vacant eyes staring right at him.

Seeing this terrifying scene, he scrambled to get away, but he couldn’t get to his feet. Instinctively, he scooted on his rear a little closer to Lin Shu.

The vendor quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then instantly realized something was wrong.

"Huh?"

His face stiffened slightly.

’Why... did I subconsciously feel safer next to a Fierce Wolf?’

’After all, this ferocious-looking master cultivator had died at the hands of Master Lin.’

Greedy Wolf’s cruel methods had long since spread throughout Sifang Street, becoming common knowledge.

’And that wasn’t even mentioning that I sold Master Lin some less-than-clean food.’

At this thought, the vendor sat stunned on the ground, his eyes filled with confusion.

Although he was a little scared, he was completely missing the terrifying, life-or-death tension he always felt when facing other members of the Black Water Gang.

"Get me a new bowl of soy milk and another plate of steamed buns."

Lin Shu sat leisurely at the low table.

Facing the bloodstained table and the corpse beside it, he actually intended to continue eating his breakfast.

The Zhao Family Courtyard was at the entrance to Sifang Street.

This Greedy Wolf just sat there quietly, without any unnecessary words. Instead, in the simplest, most brutal way, he used the life of the tiger, Xia Mingtang, to declare his ownership of this place to everyone nearby!

Whether it was a blade of grass, a tree, a dog on the street, or the people in the courtyards.

Without his approval, no one could touch a thing.

It didn’t matter who came.

"I’ll have a plate too."

Yan Jin pulled over a clean small table and also sat down.

She wasn’t actually that hungry, but since she had already come over, it would feel a bit awkward to do nothing.

’Alright, it’s already awkward enough!’

Yan Jin remembered how she had previously acted like a cultivation senior, giving him that bottle of Spirit Gathering Pills and saying something like, "I have no more use for this."

’He must have thought it was hilarious.’

"..."

Cheng Yi stood in place, the raucous voices of the Tigers ringing in his ears.

He stared thoughtfully at the young man, while also sensing the overwhelming anxiety of the White Tiger Hall members.

After a moment, the corners of this Overseas Dragon’s mouth quietly turned up in a slightly amused smile.

’Greedy enough, and wild enough!’

’I’ve wasted ten years in this place; I’m getting really sick of it.’

"What’s all the shouting about? I’m the third-in-command, not the first-in-command."

Cheng Yi stretched lazily, glanced to the side, and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, a fight has already broken out. You can continue now if you want. I’ll still pretend I don’t see it."

"We..."

This sentence silenced all the Tigers.

Old Xia’s death was truly bizarre, but the most important reason was that the man named Lin seemed to have mastered some kind of Immortal Technique that could ignore those strange eyeballs.

Being countered like this might be rare on the outside.

But in Black Water City, everyone’s methods were already lacking, and resources were scarce.

Therefore, most Cultivators could only pour all their effort into a single Immortal Technique.

One could only say Xia Mingtang was unlucky to have run into it.

They were all Qi Cultivation Realm Cultivators. If they all swarmed him, they didn’t think that Greedy Wolf would have much of a chance.

But then again, who could guarantee that Lin Shu didn’t have the ability to drag one or two of them down with him before he died?

The Tigers were already among the highest-status people in the city, yet they still spent all day pondering how to perform alchemy. Wasn’t it precisely because they worried about life and death?

Before their own vital interests were truly threatened, who would be willing to rush in and fight to the death?

"If that’s what you’re going to say, then our only choice is to report this to the First-in-Command."

The men sensed the third-in-command’s ambiguous attitude. Their faces darkened, but they still refused to back down.

If that brat named Lin was allowed to live, the White Tiger Hall losing face would be a small matter. In the future, who would dare risk their fortune to procure medicinal herbs?

What if, like Xia Mingtang, their main ingredients were stolen, and they were left with a pot of "vegetable soup"?

"Go on, then."

Cheng Yi waved his hand and turned to leave, looking weary.

Before leaving Sifang Street, he glanced at the beautiful figure on the rooftop to his right, a hint of venom in his eyes.

’That meddling bitch.’

"Hmph!"

Seeing the Overseas Dragon truly leave, the Tigers looked resentful. They had no choice but to start walking toward Chenlong Hall in the North City.

As one of the gang’s leaders, this man had no sense of responsibility at all! Who knows how much luck he needed to break through to Foundation Establishment!

As expected of someone from a minor family. The Cheng Family just sells medicinal ingredients; what kind of decent person could they possibly raise?

The long street, bustling with noise just a moment ago, suddenly became much quieter.

Bai Feng stood rooted to the spot, at a complete loss.

’What in the world is going on? Xia Mingtang arrived at Sifang Street radiating killing intent, but he didn’t even survive a single encounter before dying at Lin Shu’s hands.’

’Is this the same pathetic kid I saw in the Old Woodshed just a little while ago?!’

’And what’s more, every last one of those famous Tigers, clearly filled with resentment, didn’t dare to act. All they could think about was how to run and complain. The whole thing is just absurd.’

Bai Feng suppressed his wildly fluctuating emotions.

He hesitated, taking a step, wanting to walk toward the two at the food stall.

But just as he lifted his foot, he remembered the backs of the Tigers heading toward the North City.

’Even though Xia was the one who attacked first... given the cautious nature of the Gang Leader, Mountain-Smashing Dragon, he probably wouldn’t appreciate Lin Shu’s arrogant style. He would most likely choose to side with the White Tiger Hall to appease the Tigers and prevent the situation from escalating.’

’Two madmen!’

Bai Feng gritted his teeth, not daring to step into these muddy waters.

He neither followed the Tigers nor entertained the thought of approaching the pair again. He turned and left Sifang Street alone.

At the distant food stall.

Lin Shu, having eaten and drunk his fill, counted out a dozen or so copper coins. After a thought, he took out another handful and tossed them on the table. "Paying up."

’She gave me a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pills. Buying her breakfast is the least I can do.’

’As for what Yan Jin said about taking her out of Black Water City... I don’t even have a clue how to get out myself, so how can I think about anything else? But if an opportunity really does come up, I can’t forget about it.’

"Uh!"

The stall owner rubbed his hands together and was about to politely refuse when he froze again.

He seemed to have suddenly understood his earlier confusion, why he had felt so strange, and where that sense of security had come from.

You pay for your food. Once protection money was collected, it wouldn’t be taken again—even if the previous Fierce Wolf was the one who collected it.

This man was clearly the local tyrant of Sifang Street, yet he inexplicably stuck to some kind of rule that didn’t even exist.

And looking all over Black Water City, it seemed only Master Lin actually took "guarding" a street seriously.

Even when a master cultivator shows up, he won’t let them barge into a commoner’s yard.

This wasn’t a Fierce Wolf at all. Even if you put him among a pile of constables, he’d stand out as a paragon of integrity!

"I’m off."

Lin Shu waved, offered a casual farewell, and got up, heading in the direction of the Old Woodshed.

Last night’s rush back from the South Suburbs was too hasty; he hadn’t had time to carefully experience his newly acquired power.

Only through the exchange just now did he begin to understand just how profound the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord, nurtured by the Sin Coin, truly was.

"You’re back!"

Inside the Old Woodshed, Miss Yun quickly stood up.

She had been wanting to talk to her benefactor about something, but he had been strangely busy lately.

Now that she finally had a chance, a guilty look appeared on Miss Yun’s face, and she hurriedly said, "I..."

"Go on with your business for now. I have something to do. We can talk when we have time."

Lin Shu interrupted her and leisurely stepped into the side room.

’Everyone gets their own opportunities. Since she found one, she should make the most of it and figure out how to improve her lot in life. No need to feel so burdened, like she’s taken advantage of someone. Besides, the Cyan Qi belonged to Yu Sheng, not me. Discussing Cultivation Techniques is fine, but as for all this apology and gratitude stuff, let’s just skip it. It’s too much trouble.’

"Benefactor..."

Miss Yun stared blankly as the door to the room closed.

The copy of the Sword Heart Formulas she had transcribed and left on the windowsill had been taken.

’My benefactor must know that the Immortal Aura in the courtyard was stolen. I wanted to explain that I didn’t mean to do it. But not only is he not angry or blaming me, he’s deliberately trying to downplay it.’

At this thought, Miss Yun’s gaze lowered slightly, and she clenched her cuffs tightly.

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