My Mosquito Clones Are on a Killing Spree

Chapter 67: Chapter 59: Actual Combat

The early morning sun pierced through a gap in the curtains of the first-floor guest room, casting a long, thin sliver of light across the floor.

Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes. He felt the immense power of his Qi and Blood surging within him, even more potent and condensed than the day before. A smile touched his lips.

His strength had taken another leap forward overnight.

This tangible progress filled him with a reassuring sense of satisfaction.

He stood and stretched his limbs. A series of crisp pops, like a pan of popping soybeans, rippled through his joints, crackling with a sense of power.

His mind was slightly weary from the intense focus needed to continuously perform the Refinement of his Qi and Blood. However, thanks to the constant nourishment from his kidney’s Spiritual Essence, all physical fatigue had vanished, leaving him full of energy.

He pushed open the door.

Zhang Quan was already sitting on the large leather sofa, holding a steaming cup of a high-energy nutritional supplement.

When he saw Lin Yi emerge, his sharp gaze habitually swept over the young man, and his brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Your vigor seems high," Zhang Quan’s voice was as steady and powerful as ever, carrying the scrutinizing tone of a strict master. "You didn’t neglect your Cultivation last night, did you? Your Qi and Blood seems a little more solid."

Lin Yi’s heart skipped a beat. ’A Third-Grade Martial Artist’s perception is as sharp as they say,’ he thought.

He kept his expression neutral and replied respectfully, "Yes, Teacher. I wouldn’t dare slack off. Besides practicing my spear arts, I’ve been continuing my Bone Tempering and nurturing my Qi and Blood."

Zhang Quan nodded and pushed another prepared nutritional supplement toward Lin Yi. "Drink up. Today, we’ll practice ’Twining’ and ’Circling.’ The variations in these two forms are the most complex, their force-conversion requirements are extremely high, and they consume a lot of energy."

"Yes, Teacher!" Lin Yi took the cup and drained it in one gulp.

The familiar warm current of energy, carrying the crisp sweetness of apples, spread quickly, nourishing every inch of his body.

When Lin Yi set down the glass.

Zhang Quan stood up decisively. "Let’s go to the school. Training can’t stop. If you want to improve your spear arts, daily diligent practice is essential. There’s no room for slacking."

"Yes, Teacher!" Lin Yi immediately straightened his back, his reply crisp and clear.

He hesitated for a moment, a look of perfectly feigned reluctance on his face.

"Teacher, before we go to the school... could I stop by my home first? There’s something I need to pick up."

Without a moment’s hesitation, Zhang Quan waved a hand.

"Fine. I’ll go with you."

「Soon.」

Zhang Quan drove Lin Yi back to the tenement building.

The engine cut out, and the two of them got out of the car.

Zhang Quan stuck to Lin Yi like a shadow as they stepped into the dimly lit hallway.

He was under strict orders from the principal to personally ensure Lin Yi’s safety, so he naturally wouldn’t leave his side.

For two Martial Artists, climbing eight floors took only a moment.

Pushing open his apartment door, Lin Yi went straight to his bedroom. He deftly bent down and dragged out six bulging black duffel bags and five Spiritual Weapons of various designs, each emanating a faint, cold aura.

"Hm?" As a Third-Grade Martial Artist, Zhang Quan’s senses were far sharper than an ordinary person’s.

The strong smell of ink wafting from the bags’ zippers allowed him to instantly identify their contents.

He frowned slightly, a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"You keep this much cash piled up at home? That’s not safe at all! We should go to a bank later and deposit it into your personal account. It’d be much more secure."

He didn’t ask where the huge sum of money came from.

He had an excellent sense of discretion.

He didn’t pry into Lin Yi’s private affairs.

He just felt that walking around with so much cash was too great a risk.

Lin Yi’s heart sank. He had rehearsed a whole slew of excuses in his head, ready to fob Zhang Quan off the moment he asked about the money’s origins.

Who would have thought Zhang Quan wouldn’t ask at all?

’All that preparation for nothing!’

In reality, who other than one’s closest family would pry and ask how someone else made their money?

That would be tantamount to prying into trade secrets!

It shows a complete lack of tact and is incredibly annoying.

In this day and age, being able to make money is a skill in itself. As for how you get it?

As long as it’s not illegal, who cares!

Even someone from the Public Security Bureau wouldn’t just ask about something like that without ironclad evidence.

"Then I’ll have to trouble you, Teacher!" Lin Yi said quickly, feeling a sense of relief.

Without another word, Zhang Quan stepped forward, picked up three of the heavy duffel bags in one go, and led the way with a steady gait.

Lin Yi followed close behind, carrying the five valuable Spiritual Weapons.

The two of them stuffed the duffel bags and Spiritual Weapons into the trunk.

The engine roared to life again, and the car sped off toward a large bank nearby.

At the bank’s brightly lit counter, after a somewhat tedious but highly efficient verification process, the six large bags of cash were finally converted into a string of numbers in the banking system.

Lin Yi’s heart stirred as he looked at the final number that appeared on the screen.

He’d only had a rough idea before and hadn’t counted it properly the night before. Only now did he know the exact total.

A grand total of 6,280,000 Huaxia Coins!

It was even more than he had estimated.

Lin Yi hadn’t been idle on the way to the bank, either.

He had already taken out his phone and used the "Zhuan Zhuan" trading platform’s app to contact one of the platform’s official appraisers.

By the time he and Zhang Quan arrived at the school gates, a professional appraiser in a company uniform and white gloves was already waiting by the entrance, toolbox in hand.

Lin Yi handed the five Spiritual Weapons to the appraiser.

The appraiser’s expression was focused, his movements professional and swift. He took out various small, precise instruments to carefully inspect each Spiritual Weapon’s material, sharpness, energy-conduction efficiency, and state of preservation, occasionally murmuring to himself as he cross-referenced with the platform’s database.

After about half an hour of rigorous evaluation, the appraiser gave his final offer. "Mr. Lin, for the five Spiritual Weapons, based on a comprehensive assessment, the platform’s acquisition price is a total of 1,120,000 Huaxia Coins. What do you think?"

The price was about what Lin Yi had expected, so he readily agreed.

The transaction was completed quickly on the online platform.

With the crisp chime of a deposit notification...

Lin Yi’s personal account balance instantly jumped to an astonishing figure.

7,400,000 Huaxia Coins!

’Seven million four hundred thousand... that’s enough to buy 740 Bone Tempering Pills! It’s enough to support a period of rapid Bone Tempering Cultivation!’

As he followed Zhang Quan toward the training room, Lin Yi’s heart beat a little faster.

’In the coming days, my cultivation realm is bound to advance by leaps and bounds!’

...

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yi threw himself body and soul into his spear arts training under Zhang Quan.

The daily training was grueling and monotonous.

But his focus was absolute, pouring every ounce of his energy into the long spear in his hands.

Before he knew it, the calendar had turned to the end of January.

Nearly a month had passed since the end of the Red Moon disaster that had swept the globe.

In that month, Lin Yi’s progress was nothing short of astonishing.

Under the meticulous guidance of his strict teacher, Zhang Quan, his fundamental spear techniques had reached the peak of the Micro Level!

Every move, every form—seemingly simple, basic actions—became something miraculous in his hands, transforming the mundane into the magical.

And in the breaks between his spear practice, Lin Yi didn’t waste a single second.

He made full use of his Mosquito Avatar’s ability, furiously consuming Bone Tempering Pills.

The more than 7,400,000 Huaxia Coins had long since been spent like water, converted into case after case of Bone Tempering Pills.

Now, all those Pills had been refined and absorbed, transformed into immense energy for the Refinement of his bones.

The results were significant:

[Qi and Blood]: 226.96/226.96.

[Bone Tempering]: 18 (100%), 1 (8%), 187 (0%).

He had successfully tempered 18 of his torso bones to the flawless realm of Perfection.

And he had already begun the assault on the 19th bone.

The human torso consists of 51 bones in total.

According to the common standards of the Martial Dao world, successfully completing the Refinement of 17 torso bones signifies breaking through a minor realm.

In terms of cultivation realm, Lin Yi had now firmly stepped into the ranks of a First Grade Middle Stage Martial Artist!

「That afternoon.」

In the school’s private training room.

Lin Yi was practicing his spear arts with single-minded focus.

The most basic spear forms flowed from his hands, turning from complex to simple and back to complex again. Every thrust cut through the air with a whistle, demonstrating his precise control of power.

"Good! Very good!"

Zhang Quan, who had been observing with his hands clasped behind his back, couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration. His eyes glinted, his face filled with relief and praise.

"In just one short month! The solidity of your spear-arts foundation and the speed of your progress are truly astonishing! Your mastery of the basic spear arts has now firmly reached the very limit of the Micro Level. You’re just one step away from the gate to the Control Level! Lin Yi, you truly are a natural-born prodigy of the spear’s Martial Dao!"

Lin Yi slowly lowered his spear, its tip angled toward the floor. He frowned, a hint of confusion on his face.

"Teacher, I can feel it. I know these basic spear arts like the back of my hand, to the point where they’re second nature. But why... why do I always feel like I’m missing something, that I can’t quite break through to the Control Level? What is this invisible barrier?"

Zhang Quan walked up to him, his gaze as sharp as a torch. "Because your ability to ’Listen to the Spear’s Force’ is still lacking that final spark," he said in a low voice.

"A spear is an extension of your arm, but more than that, it is a vessel for your will."

"The Control Level is all about the unity of man and spear—where your mind intends, the spear tip follows. Your current perception of the subtle feedback from the spear itself—the force, the vibrations, the changes in trajectory... what we call ’listening to the force’—hasn’t yet reached the state of complete, unimpeded Perfection, the level of Great Success where it responds to your every whim."

"When you can truly ’hear’ every tremor of the spear, feel every subtle shift of force flowing through its shaft, and control it as effortlessly as your own limbs—when your mind and the spear are one—then you will naturally step into the Control Realm!"

"Listen to the Spear’s Force..." Lin Yi murmured, mulling over the phrase. Indeed, this seemingly simple concept of "listening to the force" was exceptionally difficult and profound to cultivate.

"Don’t be impatient."

Zhang Quan clapped him on the shoulder, a meaningful glint in his eyes.

"Your current bottleneck isn’t something that can be broken through with mere hard work."

"What you’re missing is the tempering of real combat—a fight that forces you to forget everything, that drains every last drop of your potential, that pushes you to the very edge of life and death!"

"Theory can only take you so far."

"After training ends tonight, I’m taking you somewhere. Only in a true life-or-death battle can your spear truly come alive!"

Lin Yi tightened his grip on his spear. "Teacher, where are we going?"

Zhang Quan spat out two words: "Black market! We’re going to sign you up for the underground fighting circuit!"

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