My Martial Dao Has No Bottlenecks

A flash of the blade, and Zhao Ming’s desperate cries for mercy came to an abrupt end. Liang Cheng sheathed his saber, his heart utterly calm as he looked at the body on the ground.

He rested for a moment, hastily bandaged his wounds, then re-entered the water to retrieve Xu Cangming’s body. Afterward, he began to search the corpses of Zhao Ming and Xu Cangming.

Besides some broken silver, the most conspicuous item on Zhao Ming’s body was his Steward Disciple Token.

Liang Cheng touched his own Jade Token to it. A faint light flowed between them, and when he saw the number that was transferred, even with his composure, he couldn’t help but be shocked.

Thirteen thousand seven hundred Contribution Points!

A Steward Disciple from the Foreign Affairs Hall, even with some opportunities for graft, could never have amassed such a fortune. This could only be the result of long-term embezzlement and corruption.

Inside an exquisitely crafted brocade pouch on Xu Cangming’s body were several silver banknotes of large denominations, totaling over five thousand taels.

There was a Xu Family Elder Order forged from Profound Iron, with the two characters for "Cangming" and intricate cloud patterns carved on the back. There were also some unidentifiable Elixirs and a booklet made of tough Beast Hide. On its cover were four sharp words.

Profound Yin Sword Technique.

Liang Cheng flipped it open for a quick look. The method for circulating Sword Qi within was identical to the one used by Xu Cangming, the Flipping River Flood Dragon. It had to be a True Qi Realm Swordsmanship technique.

He guessed then, ’The relationship between the Xu Family and the Flipping River Flood Dragon is probably not as simple as that of an employer and employee.’

After a moment of thought, he tucked the silver banknotes, Elixirs, and the Profound Yin Sword Technique booklet securely against his body.

’The Xu Family Elder Order and that extraordinary foil are valuable, but they’re too distinctive. If they were ever discovered, the consequences would be endless.’

Enduring the excruciating pain from the wound on his chest and the residual cold energy rampaging inside him, he dragged the two bodies to the edge of the Cold Pool, tied them to large rocks, and sank them into its dark, icy depths.

After doing all this, he was on the verge of collapse. Although his defense at Great Success in the Copper Armor Realm was astonishing, and Xu Cangming was old and frail, the man had still been a True Qi Realm expert. The sinister and sharp Sword Qi he had infused into Liang Cheng before dying had caused a very serious injury.

’I have to leave as soon as possible. I need to get help from Elder Huang.’

His face was pale and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Right now, the only person he could trust who was capable of treating such an injury was Elder Huang.

Liang Cheng forced himself to muster a breath of True Qi, got his bearings, and executed Wandering Dragon Step. His figure struggled through the dense fog and strange rocks as he stealthily made his way toward Elder Huang’s Alchemy Room.

...

Liang Cheng avoided several potential patrol points and returned to the rear mountain of the Martial Arts Academy in the dead of night, arriving outside Elder Huang’s Alchemy Room.

By now, he was a spent force. Leaning against the cold courtyard wall, he barely managed to lift his hand and knock lightly on the main gate a few times.

"Elder Huang, it’s me, Liang Cheng."

A moment later, the courtyard gate opened silently, just a crack.

In the dim light, Elder Huang’s small eyes glanced at Liang Cheng’s wound. Without asking a single question, he yanked Liang Cheng inside and quickly shut the gate.

Inside the Alchemy Room, the air was thick with the scent of medicine.

Liang Cheng was helped to a straw pallet in an adjacent room. Unable to hold on any longer, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood laced with ice shards.

Elder Huang quickly examined his injuries, his expression growing increasingly grave. "Profound Yin Sword Qi has invaded your organs, and they’ve been violently shaken. The external wounds are secondary. Did you run into the Flipping River Flood Dragon again? How did he sneak into the Martial Arts Academy? What the hell is Yan Song doing as the head of the Law Enforcement Hall? Has the Academy become a sieve?"

Liang Cheng weakly shook his head and briefly explained the general situation, omitting the specific details about the Contribution Points and the Profound Yin Sword Technique. He only mentioned that he had luckily managed to kill Xu Cangming and Zhao Ming in the end.

After listening, Elder Huang was silent for a long while before sighing, though it was unclear if it was out of emotion or exasperation. "That brat Zhao Ming deserved to die for colluding with outsiders. But you, you’re a real trouble magnet. To think you actually managed to kill that old True Qi Realm codger, Xu Cangming."

Though he complained, his hands never stopped moving. He swiftly took out a row of Golden Needles and, with lightning-fast technique, inserted them into several major acupoints on Liang Cheng’s chest and back, temporarily locking down the rampaging Sword Qi.

He then rummaged around and found several Jade Bottles, pouring out Elixirs of various colors.

"Luckily, your strength has greatly improved, and you made it to me in time. Just take one of these Warm Sun Pills every day, and it will dissolve the Cold Yin Sword Qi in your body."

"As for this Jade Marrow Ointment, apply it externally to your wounds to regenerate flesh and mend bone. This bowl of medicinal soup—drink it now. It’s for Strengthening the Foundation and Nourishing the Essence."

Liang Cheng did as he was told and drank the medicinal soup. A gentle warmth spread quickly through him, greatly soothing his nearly frozen Meridians.

"Thank you, Elder Huang," he said, his voice hoarse.

"Thank me, my ass!" Elder Huang shot him a glare. "Consultation fee, medicine fee, plus a hush-money fee and a ’scaring an old man’ fee! Give me your Jade Token!"

Liang Cheng was taken aback, but Elder Huang grew impatient. "Don’t even think about skipping out on the bill, kid! That brat Zhao Ming was no saint. I refuse to believe you didn’t fleece him for his Contribution Points!"

Liang Cheng sighed at Elder Huang’s fox-like cunning and took out his Identity Jade Token. Elder Huang took it gleefully. A faint light flowed, and he handed the Jade Token back.

"I’ve always been a generous man, so I left you a few Contribution Points. You also had some Elixirs for the True Qi Realm on you, which are useless to you. I’ve taken them as partial payment, but remember, kid, your debt isn’t settled yet."

Liang Cheng took back his Jade Token and glanced at it. Three hundred Contribution Points. ’He really did leave "a few."’

But as Elder Huang carefully cleaned Liang Cheng’s wound and applied the ointment, he looked at the overlapping new and old scars on his body and couldn’t help but marvel. ’This kid’s foundation is truly profound.’

’Those in the world who can kill someone in a higher realm, like the True Qi Realm, can be called heaven-blessed prodigies.’

’The Martial Arts Academy has truly found a rare gem.’

’Then again, with the Martial Arts Academy’s style of raising Disciples like venomous insects in a jar, letting them fight to the death, and their hands-off attitude toward anyone who hasn’t become a True Qi Realm True Inheritor... this kid is probably in for a lot more suffering.’

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