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Chapter 11

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"Indeed." Lu Sheng stroked his tiger mask, but he grew even more vigilant. "Does Wan 'er have a way?"

"Wan 'er does have a way to find some inner force manuals for Young Master. But what can Young Master offer in exchange? "

Duanmu Wan said meekly.

What arrogance.

Find some? Even the Prefect of the city wouldn't dare to speak like that.

Lu Sheng grew increasingly wary.

"What does Miss Wan 'er want in exchange? How about silver and gold? "

"How about the price of Black Fury Skill today?" Duanmu Wan said with a smile.

"If Miss Wan 'er can really get your hands on a manual, that's fine."

At the same time, he looked deeply into the woman's eyes.

Duanmu Wan did not think much of it and smiled.

"Young Master need not worry. Wan 'er just sees Young Master's talent and extraordinary bearing. I just want to do you a favor in advance."

Like hell Lu Sheng would believe her.

The carriage moved forward slowly, entering the city in no time and stopping at the entrance of the Thousand Blessings Inn.

Duanmu Wan and the guard alighted from the carriage. Under the enthusiastic welcome of the inn's attendant, they walked towards the inn.

Lu Sheng sat in the carriage and watched silently as the two of them disappeared into the inn. His expression remained unchanged, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Let's go back."

He instructed.

Only then did the coachman come to his senses. Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he resumed his journey.

Even the three guards looked disappointed as Duanmu Wan left.



Back in the manor, Zheng Xiangui personally paid a visit early the next morning.

Clearly, he was here to apologize for yesterday's incident.

The two sat in the little garden in the backyard. A small wine pot and dishes were placed on the stone table: a plate of peanuts and a plate of cold pickled radish.

The weather was hot, eating these was refreshing.

"I must drink this cup of wine!"

Zheng Xiangui said seriously, raising his wine cup.

"It was my fault for not taking good care of you yesterday. I was so scared when I heard the news. If anything happened to you, I, Zheng Xiangui, would have let down the Lu Family even if I had to sacrifice my entire body."

Lu Sheng shook his head.

"It's not your fault. I insisted on your arrangements."

He argued.

Zheng Xiangui downed the wine in one gulp and placed the cup heavily on the table.

Pa.

The cup knocked against the table, making a light sound.

"Brother Sheng, let's not talk about anything else. I've been wondering how you could take on such a huge burden all of a sudden and still dare to take the risk of going to the Black Meeting to buy things. In the end, you were hiding your strength? However, it was better not to engage in direct combat with others in the future. Even if the other party was the Zhang Family, the Lu Family was a tyrant in Nine Links City. How could the Zhang Family extend their reach here? If something happens to you … "

Lu Sheng smiled.

"Actually, I've liked to practice martial arts since I was young. It's just that I didn't achieve much in the past, so I never said it. Now that I've achieved something, I can't help but say it. The Black Meeting is just a practice."

"It's not practice, right? Zheng Xiangui was speechless. "You even killed people, and you still want to practice it?" "You have to inform Uncle Lu about this. If the Zhang family blames us, he'll be prepared."

"I know." Lu Sheng nodded. "Speaking of which, do you know more about that Duanmu Wan?"

"Duanmu Wan … I'm really not sure about that. Why don't I look into it for you?"

Zheng Xiangui asked hesitantly. Because his Zheng Family interacted with all sorts of people, they were much more well-informed than the Lu Manor. This was their strength.

"Alright."

Lu Sheng poured himself a cup of wine and took a sip.

The wine here was very light, almost as light as fruit drinks.

"Why? Did Duanmu Wan come into contact with you? "Zheng Xiangui asked.

Lu Sheng was about to answer.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the arched door of the little garden.

A young girl in the prime of her youth, dressed in a light-yellow short-sleeved shirt, walked in quickly.

The girl had an oval face and a waist so slender that it looked as though it could be broken with a light grip.

The front of her shirt was open, revealing a pure white inner lining that tightly wrapped around her ample bosom.

Because her bosom was too full, the girl swayed as she walked.

"Brother, Brother Sheng, you're really hiding here!"

The moment she saw Lu Sheng and Zheng Xiangui, she rushed over angrily and grabbed Zheng Xiangui.

"Let's go, let's go. Stupid brother, how dare you stand me up and make me wait at home for four more hours!"

"Yu 'er, long time no see. You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Lu Sheng greeted with a smile.

"It's all because of you, Brother. You promised to bring me to see the opera troupe in the north of the city. They're leaving the city in the afternoon. I waited for a long time, but no one came. "

Zheng Yu 'er was Zheng Xiangui's younger sister, and biological sister at that.

The two of them had been close since young. Because of her relationship with Zheng Xiangui, Zheng Yu 'er was also very close to Lu Sheng.

"Yu 'er, it's my fault …"

Zheng Xiangui apologized with a bitter face.

"I'll make it up to you, I'll make it up to you! What do you want? I'll buy it for you right away! "

As the second son who controlled part of the family business, Zheng Xiangui's funds and pocket money were far from what his younger sister could compare to.

"I want a purple brush, three pieces of Su Mo, ten boxes of Crimson Moon powder, five powder stuffed buns a day, one coral flower a day …"

Zheng Yu 'er quickly listed her conditions. Clearly, she had a draft in mind when she came.

But after a few sentences, she suddenly remembered that Lu Sheng was beside her. Instantly, she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Then, she stepped hard on Zheng Xiangui's foot.

"Ouch."

Zheng Xiangui screamed.

"Good sister, good sister! Let's go home! We'll talk about it when we get home! "

Not long after.

Lu Sheng watched in amusement as Zheng Yu 'er dragged Zheng Xiangui home by the ear.

He sat alone on a stone bench, watching the servants busy putting away the food and wine.

'Black Fury Skill … can increase the quality of the body, but it's incomplete … it's not particularly suitable for me to cultivate. A pity … I don't have a choice now. '

He closed his eyes and began to follow the route recorded in Black Fury Skill. Using his mind, he imagined a sliver of Qi rising from his feet, converging into his abdomen and spreading throughout his body.

This was the method to enter Level One of Black Fury Skill.

It was simple, but it was also a test of one's aptitude. According to the manual, one needed at least several days to a month to be able to sense Qi.

This wasn't a long period of time.

He had to first enter the skill before he could find the corresponding skill on the Modifier. Only then would he be able to modify it.

Therefore, Lu Sheng could not avoid this step.

"Young Master."

Little Qiao walked out of the room and called out cautiously.

"What's the matter?"

Little Qiao looked at Lu Sheng. She had a feeling that her Young Master had been rather absent-minded lately, but she didn't know why.

"Is there something that Young Master is unhappy about?" Little Qiao had always been considerate, so she asked cautiously.

"Don't make wild guesses. It's my own problem."

Lu Sheng sat on the bench, closed his eyes and began to sway gently.

The dark blue interface of the Modifier floated before his eyes.

Lu Sheng looked down. In the first row of empty boxes, there was the words: Black Tiger Saber Technique — Level Four.

As for Black Fury Skill, there was still no sign of it.

Muttering to himself, Lu Sheng put away the Modifier and stood up from the stone bench.

Since he had obtained Black Fury Skill, he would persevere in his training. As long as there was even the slightest chance of entering the skill, his hard work would not have been in vain.

The next few days.

Lu Sheng didn't go anywhere. He just stayed in the Lu Manor and trained diligently.

Black Tiger Saber Technique had been exposed, so there was no need to hide it anymore. It wasn't a big deal anyway.

Lu Sheng also began to ask Uncle Zhao about joint techniques and some actual combat experience. Mainly, he deliberately revealed that he had learned some Black Tiger Saber Technique.

Although he had mastered the saber technique, the actual application of it — when to strike, what kind of opponent to face, and what moves to use — these were all experiences that required detailed guidance.

Using this opportunity, he spread the story of his secret martial arts training throughout the entire Lu Manor.



Three days later …

"Dang, dang dang dang!!"

Lu Sheng and Uncle Zhao each wielded a saber on the drill ground, exchanging blows rapidly.

Two flashes of saber light collided from time to time.

Like two silver balls.

Uncle Zhao abruptly dodged sideways from the flash of saber light.

His expression solemn, his beard and hair fluttering in the wind. His eyes widened abruptly.

"Tiger Kill!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of a tiger's roar reverberated through the air. The long saber in Uncle Zhao's hand was like a shooting star, chopping towards Lu Sheng's wrist.

"Tiger Kill!"

Almost at the same time, Lu Sheng let out a low roar as well, striking out with Tiger Kill.

The two of them fought for a long time before Lu Sheng pretended to react and 'barely' adjusted his stance to execute Tiger Kill.

The rhythm was more than a beat slower.

"Clang!"

Two saber blades collided violently.

The two of them separated abruptly, each panting heavily as they stared at the other.

Lu Sheng lowered his head. Seeing that a section of his right sleeve was missing, a look of admiration appeared on his face.

"As expected of Uncle Zhao!"

He sheathed his saber and stood straight, smiling.

"That's already very impressive … very impressive … to be able to execute Tiger Kill in such a short time. Even if Eldest Young Master secretly practiced martial arts in the past, how long has it been since you learned saber techniques? … Given time, Eldest Young Master will surely surpass this old man. Even in the entire Nine Links City, he'll be able to sit firmly in the top five. "

Uncle Zhao sighed.

"What a joke. I thought Eldest Young Master had given up on saber training. Who would've thought …"

Lu Sheng laughed.

"Uncle Zhao, you jest. You're one of the top four experts of Nine Links City. How can I surpass you just because I want to?"

"Not at all, not at all. I'm old and no longer as brave as I was in the past."

Uncle Zhao waved his hands repeatedly.

"But Eldest Young Master's talent is outstanding. To be able to master the first move of Black Tiger Saber Technique in such a short time, you can consider learning a few more sets of martial arts."

"Learn a few more sets of martial arts? Uncle Zhao, you mean …? "

Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Uncle Zhao laughed.

"I, Old Zhao, can be considered to have some reputation in Nine Links City. Eldest Young Master, your Lu Family is also rather wealthy. Combining the two, I should be able to persuade quite a few old fellows to impart their ultimate arts to you. Speaking of which, these so-called ultimate arts are all third-rate ultimate arts, most of them on par with Black Tiger Saber Technique. If Eldest Young Master is interested, I can recommend you. "

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