This Martial Saint is Too Cautious

Chapter 117: Chapter 8: The Things Remain

Lin Yan patted his younger brother Lin Mo’s head. Amid the reluctant gazes of his aunt and brother, he shouldered his pack and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Once he decided to leave, he never liked to dawdle.

Yesterday, after telling his aunt, he went to see his master and then picked up a letter from the Lin Mansion.

Stepping out of his home, Lin Yan had just reached the end of the street when he saw a figure with a horse up ahead and paused in surprise.

When Zhuang Zheng saw Lin Yan appear, he led the horse over. "Senior Brother Lin, Master said he wouldn’t come to see you off. This horse... Master wants you to ride it on your journey."

Lin Yan nodded. He had already gone to the Martial Arts Hall yesterday, and his master had said everything that needed to be said.

"Why didn’t you come to the house, Junior Brother?"

Seeing the horse manure nearby, Lin Yan knew Junior Brother Zhuang must have been waiting at the end of the street for a while.

"You know me, Senior Brother Lin. I’m not good with people. It’s better for me to wait out here."

Zhuang Zheng gave a shy smile. Lin Yan clapped him on the shoulder and was about to reply, but the words caught in his throat when he saw the height of the gray Martial Arts Tree in his mind.

The gray Martial Arts Tree showed a height of three feet and one inch. At the same time, the leaf representing Junior Brother Zhuang’s strongest cultivation technique was no longer the Mountain-Splitting Fist, but a technique called the Blood Transformation Technique.

’My goodness, Junior Brother Zhuang broke through to the Third-Time of Skin Smoothing without a word.’

’Just how many gang Martial Artists did he kill late at night?’

’And what’s this Blood Transformation Technique?’

"Senior Brother Lin, is something wrong?"

Zhuang Zheng asked quizzically, seeing his senior brother clap him on the shoulder and then suddenly fall silent.

"It’s nothing. I was just thinking that with Junior Brother Zhao gone to the Prefecture City and me leaving for Qing State, the Martial Arts Hall will have to rely on you from now on, Junior Brother Zhuang."

"You’re joking, Senior Brother Lin. Senior Brother Hao and the others are still at the Martial Arts Hall," Zhuang Zheng said modestly.

"Master himself said that among all the Martial Arts Academy Disciples, we three have the most potential. In any case, I hope that in the future, you’ll think things through before you act and not put yourself in danger, Junior Brother Zhuang."

There were some things Lin Yan didn’t say outright. He didn’t disapprove of Junior Brother Zhao killing gang Martial Artists.

In his eyes, the gang Martial Artists Junior Brother Zhuang killed had forfeited their right to be considered human anyway.

"Yes, I’ll be careful."

Zhuang Zheng agreed, lost in thought. He felt there was a hidden meaning behind Senior Brother Lin’s words.

"Goodbye, Junior Brother Zhuang!"

Lin Yan didn’t say any more. He took the reins and swung himself onto the horse.

"Have a safe journey, Senior Brother Lin! Master left something for you in the saddlebag. Don’t forget to take it."

Lin Yan froze. Reaching into the saddlebag, he immediately knew what his master had left for him.

Silver banknotes!

When he took them out and saw the denomination, he found two silver banknotes, each for a thousand taels.

His master had accepted over thirty new disciples at the end of the year. It seemed he had rounded up all their initiation fees and given them to him.

"Master..."

Lin Yan gazed toward the Martial Arts Hall for a few moments before putting the silver banknotes in his robes. "Take care, Junior Brother Zhuang!"

With a pull of the reins, he rode off. Zhuang Zheng smiled and waved from behind. He watched until Lin Yan’s figure disappeared from sight before murmuring to himself, "Senior Brother Lin’s control over his Qi Blood is truly exquisite. Since I started my cultivation of the Blood Transformation Technique, I can sense the density of a person’s Qi Blood just by making contact. But when Senior Brother Lin touched me just now, I couldn’t sense the level of his Qi Blood at all."

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Dust plumed up from the county road.

Caravans and carriages streamed by endlessly. Lin Yan had already passed several merchant caravans on the road. Each one was led by a team of Martial Artist guards, and every time Lin Yan rode up behind them, these Martial Artists would grow vigilant, only relaxing after his figure had disappeared into the distance.

Lin Yan dismounted at a teahouse by the side of the county road.

"Could you please feed my horse?"

"Right away! Leave it to me, sir. Please, have a seat."

The attendant led Lin Yan’s horse toward the stables out back. Lin Yan scanned the crowd in the teahouse. It was quite full, and an Escort Agency team was taking a break.

He found an empty table and sat down. The attendant immediately brought him some tea, but Lin Yan wasn’t particularly thirsty. He had mainly stopped to rest because his horse was getting tired.

From the moment Lin Yan had appeared at the teahouse entrance on his horse, the eyes of everyone inside had been on him. Now, as he sat down, two men from the Escort Agency team nearby began to converse in low voices.

"Is that him?"

"It has to be. I caught a glimpse of him from a distance at Young Master Cao’s celebration banquet for reaching the Third-Time of Skin Smoothing."

"True or not, we’ll know if we go ask."

The two men stood up and walked toward Lin Yan.

"Excuse me, might you be Young Master Lin Yan from Guangping County Town?"

"I am. And you two are?"

Lin Yan had already noticed them the moment they stood up and walked over. His five senses were very sharp, and ever since entering the teahouse, he had felt several gazes fixed on him. These two men were among them.

Once they confirmed Lin Yan’s identity, Zhu Xiao and Zhu Yi became very cordial. Although they were all Third-Time Skin Smoothing Martial Artists, they were only considered average among their peers, with a significant gap in strength. Furthermore, the Third-Time of Skin Smoothing was likely the peak of their achievements in this lifetime, whereas this Young Master Lin had a chance to reach the Fourth-Time of Skin Smoothing. The Third-Time was merely a temporary Realm for him.

"Young Master Lin, I am Zhu Xiao of the Seven Stars Escort Agency, and this is my junior brother, Zhu Yi. Our Head of Escort Leader has mentioned you many times and has nothing but the highest praise for you."

"I am unworthy of Senior Zhang’s praise."

Lin Yan replied with a smile. At the other tables, the other Martial Artists from the Escort Agency saw their two Escort Leaders talking with Lin Yan and began to mutter among themselves.

"So that’s Young Master Lin? The one who killed Chen Zheng?"

"I heard he’s only been training in Martial Arts for two years. That’s way too fast..."

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