The King of Urban Mercenaries

Chapter 1696 - 1701: Clearing Away the Mist

"Senior brothers and sisters, what day is it today?" Lin Fei asked with uncertainty.

"Today is the day when the master lectures, a rare opportunity. Let’s hurry," Li Qing said.

Upon hearing Li Qing’s words, Lin Fei was startled, and immediately followed Li Qing and the others towards the lecture platform.

When Lin Fei and the others arrived at the lecture platform, they found that many disciples had already gathered around it, at least seventy to eighty percent, with the rest still rushing over. The lecture platform was a high stone stage located at the front of the plaza, and the plaza was densely covered with meditation mats for disciples to sit and listen to the lecture.

Lin Fei and the others found a mat and sat down, looking at the lecture platform, and asked, "Is the lecturer fixed?"

Upon hearing Lin Fei’s question, Li Qing replied, "It’s not fixed. Any Elder from Qianhuang Peak can come here to lecture, and their teachings are different, so we can draw lessons, but absolutely shouldn’t follow their path."

"Li Qing, you’re misleading the junior brother again," Yang Yuxiang commented.

Li Qing laughed awkwardly, "This is just my view. After all, I’ve listened to many master’s lectures. Their Dao might be similar, but definitely not the same. I’m thinking, they must have their own Dao. Since that’s the case, why should we mimic them? We should rather learn from them."

Hearing Li Qing’s words, Lin Fei nodded in agreement. Indeed, everyone is different, and whether Dao skills can become one’s own depends on understanding. Even with understanding, there are no identical leaves in the world; the Dao skills they comprehend and exhibit differ as well, so why mimic others’ Dao?

At this moment, an elder with white hair and sharp eyes, exuding an aura of severity, came onto the lecture platform, looked at the disciples below, and said, "Today I will lecture. As for my name, you don’t need to ask, and I won’t say it. I’ll only give you three words: anger, attack, move!"

Upon hearing the elder’s words, the disciples quieted down one by one, then watched the elder use his True Qi to condense these three words in the air, and then he actually turned around and left.

While everyone was puzzled, "You should truly experience these three words. After three hours, the words will disappear on their own. If you cannot grasp the meaning of these words, then you are not qualified to taste my Dao."

After speaking, the elder had vanished from the scene, leaving behind a group of bewildered disciples.

"Junior brother, truly experience this. You’re really gaining today, this master must be a significant figure!" Li Qing expressed excitedly.

Lin Fei glanced at Yang Yuxiang, who was intently focusing on the three words above.

After seeing these three words, Lin Fei felt they shared a kindred likeness with his Godspeed Talisman. Lin Fei’s Godspeed Talisman uses a kind of rune that constantly changes. Although the elder didn’t use the profoundness of runes, lacking the myriad transformations, each word radiated different atmospheres and meanings, so Lin Fei closed his eyes.

He quietly felt the true meaning of these three words, anger!

When Lin Fei touched the ’anger’ word, he felt as though he was about to be engulfed in flames; a surge of fury burned within him, seemingly ready to transform Lin Fei into a person seized by rage.

But Lin Fei wasn’t truly driven by it, as he remained calm. With a detached viewpoint, he scrutinized these three words, thus Lin Fei felt little.

Having examined anger, Lin Fei comprehended the essence of rage—it purely disrupts heaven and earth, akin to an erupting volcano, persistently brewing fury, waiting for the blaze to surge.

The next word, attack—what Lin Fei felt was a compelling momentum, definitely not an ordinary kind of momentum, seemingly carrying Lin Fei towards the ends of the earth, eager to destroy everything in sight.

The final word, move—Lin Fei felt a profound connection, the flair of moving thousands of miles instantly gave Lin Fei insights, as though being guided hand-in-hand by a mentor. This was Lin Fei’s sensation now.

This ’move’ word seemed to provide Lin Fei deeper insights into the Godspeed Talisman.

As time flowed by, in an instant, three hours had passed, Lin Fei opened his eyes and saw the vanished words, stood up, and started heading to his room.

Many felt similarly, and, with matching paces, they quickly returned to their rooms to quietly savor the three words they just witnessed.

It is conceivable that as long as they grasp the true essence of those three words, their strength will undoubtedly rise further.

Three days flew by, Lin Fei emerged from seclusion, gaining better understanding of his strength, and clearing many doubts about cultivation, but a greater question plagued Lin Fei—why must so many disciples cultivate here?

Just as Li Qing said earlier, why follow others’ paths?

At this instant, Lin Fei felt like a bird in a cage, though taught numerous powerful skills, yet the sky is vast, are these truly enough to soar freely?

Lin Fei recalled another thought, "Without enduring storms, can one truly witness the rainbow?"

Hence, Lin Fei couldn’t resist an idea—a daunting one others dared not entertain.

"I must find a chance to escape."

Indeed, Lin Fei’s thoughts revolved around this—escape!

No matter what, Lin Fei had been noticed by the Confucian Emperor, and likely soon, Lin Fei would be summoned to him, or that senior sister might compel him to reveal the first layer of the Godspeed Talisman, what should Lin Fei do?

He didn’t even know what the Godspeed Talisman truly was, what first layer could there be? Should he sketch a talisman for them? Even if he did, they’d likely not comprehend it!

If the others realized Lin Fei wasn’t useful, he dreaded what might become of him; possibly a terrible fate!

Concluding this, Lin Fei felt more resolute in his belief, to leave here, otherwise, how long would it be before he becomes distinguished? Let alone venturing to the Lower Realm.

Besides, he pondered about matters concerning the Lower Realm; if he spent years cultivating here, then what?