Chapter 58: The Mountain Rain is Coming, the Wind Fills the Building

  "This is what they call the Thirteen Taibao's horizontal fist technique, I've practiced it for so long and mastered the internal energy flow, already able to deliver a blow that can knock down a cow from afar, yet it still can't compare to your casual slap! Good grief, every palm of yours contains bone-penetrating dark energy, far more sinister and deadly than our Wudang's Huangni Yinshou, even an Iron Man wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

  Lei Ting crouched on the ground, carefully examining each of the broken steel stakes one by one. After seeing Wang Chan still standing in his original position, eyes slightly closed, observing his nose and heart, regulating his breathing, and exhaling true energy, he also walked to the resting area's sand dune, let out a long sigh, and stopped speaking.

  She seemed to have exhausted herself, and Lei Ting leaned back tightly on the sand, occasionally using her hands to rub her temples, and a thick layer of fatigue also appeared on her calm and solemn face. It's hard to imagine that she, who is proficient in internal martial arts, has great physical strength, and always presents a strong image of a "strong woman" in front of others, would actually show such a decadent feeling behind the glamorous appearance.

  It's a pity that at this time, Wang Chan only took care of himself to adjust his breath, inhaling and exhaling like a golden toad drumming his belly. Facing such a charming woman, he didn't even take another glance, completely immersed in his own world.

  After a long time, Lei Ting suddenly sat up straight, her body as stiff as a spear, and said to Wang Chan in a solemn voice: "Wang Chan, I have something to tell you."

  "You finally couldn't bear it anymore!" Wang Chan let out a mouthful of air, creating a tunnel over two meters long in the air in front of him. The sound of the air being torn apart was like the sharp whizzing of an arrow shot from a strong bow. "What's on your mind, just say it. A woman's heart has too many things, it's not good."

  Lei Ting saw a white gas spouting from Wang Chan's mouth, its speed and power were simply like those legendary swordsmen, high-ranking assassins in the myths, who could spit out white light, encircle the room, and make all enemy leaders' heads fall to the ground. Although it wasn't that exaggerated, just by looking at the formation of the air arrow, which could create a sharp whistling sound like a sharp sword breaking through the air, one could tell that Wang Chan's qigong was absolutely capable of killing someone within two meters without being seen.

  Even at a closer distance, within one meter, its power is much greater than that of an ordinary bullet.

  "You", how is it that just a few days without seeing you practice, I feel like your kung fu has suddenly increased by so much!!! Lei Ting was shocked and immediately stood up from the sand, sizing Wang Chan up and down, then saw the martial arts secret books she had lent him on the table next to him. Her eyes moved, but again revealed a deep puzzlement: "I've also read all these books, thoroughly memorized them, although they're all the wisdom of past masters, secretly transmitted heart methods, but wouldn't have such great effect, right? Your previous move, in the past would be called 'spitting air to form a sword', 'exhaling to form wind', if you could do it again from a bit further away, you'd be worthy of being called a Sword Immortal."

  "Xian of the sword? That's a method that doesn't cultivate fate, and it's different from my kung fu. I haven't seen it before, but I've heard people talk about it. A long time ago, in Qingcheng Mountain, there was a sect that specialized in swordsmanship, practicing the flying sword red pill that could take someone's life from a thousand miles away. With just one spit, a sword light would burst out, truly amazing. However, practicing that thing is too exhausting, and even gold and silver mountains can't withstand the consumption, it's not worth it."

  Wang Chan smiled slightly and didn't plan to explain further. The three volumes of "Huang Ting Jing" in Zhang Daocheng's hand were the personal annotations of the Quanzhen School's ancestor, with rare and precious content that was difficult to understand, and also involved things outside of martial arts. Compared to any martial arts secret book, it was easier to attract people's attention. Given the relationship between Lei Ting and Wang Chan, he didn't think it was necessary to share this book.

  He just briefly mentioned two sentences and then changed the subject, asking Leiting what she came to him for.

  As soon as the matter was brought up, Lei Ting's expression turned stern and she spoke in a cold tone: "You still have the nerve to ask me? For several days, you were at the Golden Sea Building, killing people left and right, with twelve lives lost because of you. Let alone Liu Lao San and his men, but also the city bureau chief and his subordinates, as well as Lin Yuan Shan's three bodyguards. Do you know that for your sake, I've been running around non-stop, begging everyone, saying things I'd never said before in my life, just to temporarily suppress the situation?"

  "Lin Yuan Shan? So the last four people who came in were his men, and that Lengshan Taoist was shot dead by them. This has nothing to do with me. Besides, I'm just doing someone a favor. What happens after the murder is not my responsibility. If you two siblings can't handle it, don't be embarrassed, I'll leave Qing Niao immediately."

  Wang Chan glanced at Lei Ting, his face expressionless. The lives of over a dozen people seemed to be no different from killing chickens or dogs in his eyes, and his tone was so calm that it sent shivers down Lei Ting's spine. She felt that this person was really like a wild beast, not human-like at all. He had killed so many people, yet he acted as if nothing had happened!!! She had originally wanted to use this matter to intimidate Wang Chan, but instead, she found herself being shocked by the man once again!!!

  Suddenly, he no longer mixed with Wang Chan, and from start to finish, he told everything that had happened in the past few days.

  However, after the Jin Hai Lou incident, due to the large number of deaths, including a police chief from Ha City who was found dead in bed naked, the event itself was too sensitive. Coupled with Zhang Daocheng's status in the Ling Shan Tai Qing Palace, which also carried significant weight, and involved multiple factions vying for power, the handling of the incident was "relaxed on the surface but tight at the core", limiting it to a very small scope, without large-scale dissemination to society.

  But even so, because this also involves Lin Yuanshan, the eldest son of the Lin family in Beijing, who was directly heard by Tian Ting on the same night, shocking many sensitive forces in Beijing. For a time, the wind and birds were alarmed, and the grass and trees were all soldiers. In just a few days, countless games were being played in secret, and things suddenly became extremely complicated.

  "Lei Xing Yunbo, I thought he asked for your help with just a small matter, but who knew it would turn out to be such a big mess!" Lei Ting said, and then stomped her foot again in anger. She let out a cold laugh: "You may have helped him with this matter, but even he can't fix the situation now. After all, you're the one who killed someone, and before that, no one even knew what your face looked like, but the surveillance video from Jin Hai Lou caught everything clearly. Now it's in Lin Yuan Shan's hands, and he's using it to force me to surrender! What do you think I should do? Little..."

  "I killed him. No need to hide or show, it's done by me, even if it's returning a favor, we're now clear of each other and owe nothing. If you feel uneasy, just let me handle it, is Lin Yuanshan still in Jinhai Building? Since I can get in and kill Liu Lao San, I'm not afraid to rush in again." Wang Chan hummed, also unhappy with Lei Ting's accusations against him, so he spoke clearly too.

  People like Leiting, who come from a wealthy and influential family, appear to be glorious and noble in their daily lives, but in reality, they are also subject to many constraints and have no freedom. Everything they do is restricted by their family's interests, and when it comes to political benefits, they don't even have the basic right to make their own choices like ordinary people do.

  So in Wang Chan's heart, he was extremely unwilling to get entangled with these people. He had come to Qing Niao originally to secretly protect Zhou Ya Huan without wanting him to know about Zhou Lin's matters, it was a temporary measure, but if things were to change, Wang Chan actually wouldn't mind, immediately taking Zhou Ya Huan and leaving.

  The Great Xing'an Mountains are vast and boundless, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests is already a feat, even if you have power and influence that reaches the heavens, what can you do? At worst, you can rely on geographical advantages to cross the Ussuri River, directly sneaking out of the country, and dive into the outer Xing'an Mountains within the Soviet Union. With Wang Chan's abilities, hiding in the mountains and forests is like a tiger entering the deep mountains, a dragon returning to the ocean, no matter how many people search for him, they won't be able to find his trail.

  "How did you know how to kill? Killing and killing, is it interesting?" Lei Ting was furious when she heard this, but then she looked up and saw that at this moment Wang Chan's eyes seemed to have a green light bursting out, suddenly thinking of the scene she saw in front of her at Jinhai Building a few days ago. Those people who were beaten to death by him, either had their chests and abdomens pierced through, or their livers and gallbladders exposed, or their brains shattered, with some even having their entire skeletons broken, smashed to the ground like rotten mud, unrecognizable as human beings. For some reason, she felt a chill in her heart at that moment, and her voice also became softer.

  "That Lin Yuanshan is the eldest son and grandson of the Lin family, and he will be the one to take over in the future. If you kill him, it's likely that the whole country will erupt into chaos. But this would expose heaven's secret. With their power, as long as you're still on this earth, they'll definitely be able to find you. Although you're formidable, can you really withstand the powerful firearms? Ten or twenty snipers, from a distance of two kilometers away, can lock onto you and kill you with ease, it's almost like the legendary flying swords! Don't do anything rash!"

  Lei Ting's face was clearly showing signs of exhaustion, with deep eye sockets. At this time, she no longer had her former demeanor, and instead plopped down onto the sofa, shaking her head at Wang Chan: "This matter is considered settled, but because of this incident, Lei Xing has already been sent back to Beijing by his family, early this morning. Things happened suddenly, he asked me to apologize to you! I also have to follow him back tomorrow, don't know when I'll be able to return."

  "Besides, I actually begged my master to put pressure on you. I told him about you and he's very interested in your Thirteen Taibao Quan skills. If you're willing, you can come with me back to the capital city to meet my master. With his backing, the Lin family won't dare to do anything."

  "Your master? The one who gave you that calligraphy, Ye Tian Shi!" Wang Chan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel a stir. Now that he had begun to practice the Daoist Nine-Turns Refining Dan method, combining it with his own fist techniques, his power had increased greatly. And when he thought back to the calligraphy hanging in Lei Ting's room, the ink still wet and seeming to burst forth from the wall at any moment, the character "Dao" evoked a different feeling within him.

  It is known that Ye Tian Shi has refined the principles of Yi, and as a recluse in the capital city, he must also be an expert in internal alchemy. If he hasn't guessed wrongly, this person might even be a true descendant of the Taoist school! Otherwise, it would be impossible to write the character "Dao" with such profound meaning and elegance, full of otherworldly charm.

  After thinking seriously for a moment, Wang Chan shook his head and said: "Although I'm also very curious about your master, for now, I don't want to leave here. The water in the capital is too deep, it's not suitable for me to go there. Here is better, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, no constraints, you can go back and thank him on my behalf, just say that Wang Chan will definitely repay him someday."

  "It's fine like this!" Lei Ting seemed to have expected Wang Chan's response, and her face didn't show any surprise. She waved her hand and let out a sigh: "It's not the right time for you to enter the capital now, there are undercurrents surging inside, it's chaotic. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I'd feel more at ease if you stayed in Qingwu. Be careful around Lin Yuanshan, he's a ruthless and vengeful person, he won't let things go easily. Although my master suppressed this matter, he'll definitely come looking for trouble sooner or later. When I'm not around, remember to be tolerant."

  At this point, Lei Ting's face also turned a bit pale.

  Wang Chan also knew that this matter involved too many people and was very complicated. Without getting information from Zhou Lin and thoroughly cutting off ties, he couldn't leave Qing Niao. And if he didn't leave Qing Niao, he would inevitably be entangled in the affairs of the Lei family and Lin Yuanqi, which would only lead to more trouble.

  However, the world is unpredictable, and there have been many cases in history where the winner becomes the loser. Just a moment ago, he was still sitting high on the dragon throne as the emperor, but in an instant, he was attacked by the rebel army and broke into the imperial city, and there are not a few examples of hanging oneself to death.

  Who can tell what will happen in the future!!

  "Then you help me keep an eye on the green bird, don't let anyone come and kick up a fuss. Tomorrow when I leave, I won't say goodbye to you!" Lei Ting covered her mouth and nose with her hand, yawned, stretched out a long and lazy waist, showing off her slender figure, adding a few more captivating touches. "That's it, I'm going upstairs to rest. When I'm not around, don't cause trouble! Or else you'll be in for it!"

  Ran Yu briefly exchanged a couple of words with Wang Chan before leaving the room and walking away.

  Wang Zhenzheng was about to continue practicing, but then heard a knock at the door. He frowned and opened the door to find Zhou Yahuan, dressed in sportswear, pushing a food cart into the room. It turned out that he had practiced martial arts for an afternoon and chatted with Lei Ting for a while, and now it was already evening, with the lights just coming on, exactly when dinner should be eaten.

  Zhou Yahang saw that Wang Chan didn't go to the dining hall for dinner, knowing he was practicing in the training room, so she found a food cart and pushed over his specially customized dinner.

  "Little uncle, how did I see on the internet that assistant came out of your room? Honestly and truthfully tell me, is there something fishy going on between you two? Oh my god, could it be that our big assistant has taken a liking to you this country bumpkin?! As soon as the door opened, Zhou Yahong was like a string of firecrackers with her questioning, her face full of gossip."

  "Don't spout nonsense, or she'll hear you and kick you out!" Wang Chan grinned, showing off his pearly whites, and reached out to ruffle Zhou Yahuan's hair: "You young folks are always full of fanciful thoughts. She came to tell me that she's heading back to the capital tomorrow and asked me to keep an eye on Qing Niao, make sure it doesn't get kicked out of the pavilion."

  It's only when he's with Zhou Yahan, this carefree and sunny familiar face, that Wang Chan will relax his guard a little, looking like a normal young person.

  "Little uncle, how many times have I told you not to keep touching my head!" Zhou Yahuan gave Wang Chan a punch in the chest and pushed the food cart into the room with a giggle.

  At the same time, in the "Hongxiulin" where Wang Chan and Lei Xing had been, a luxurious ancient-style palace named "Weiyang Palace", Lin Yuanshan, the eldest grandson of Lin's family, was sitting with a middle-aged man wearing Tang suit, smiling and clinking glasses.

  "Tomorrow, Beast Ting will return to Beijing, and Lei Xing has already left. This time, if Ye Tian Shi hadn't intervened, I would have definitely made them pay for their actions."

  Lin Yuan Shan burst out laughing, one hand embracing the woman dressed as a Han Dynasty imperial concubine beside him, and forcefully kissed her twice, his face filled with joy.

  "This time, Lin Shao must grasp the opportunity firmly, otherwise that matter will be postponed again." The middle-aged man who spoke had a slightly bowed body, eagle eyes and a hawk-like nose. He spoke slowly and deliberately, with cold glints often flashing in his eyes.

  "Do you still not believe in my abilities, Hong? That Zhou Lin is ungrateful, he himself ran to the capital to seek protection, but left his daughter behind. I must get that batch of goods from him, so I'll just have to use his daughter as leverage. Once the time comes, with just one phone call, I don't believe he won't come back obediently!"

  Lin Yuan Shan hummed and looked at the middle-aged man opposite him, suddenly smiling again: "It's you, Hong Lao Da. You've always been hiding behind the scenes, not showing your face, just using me as a gun. It's not very righteous to treat me like this. The Tian Gang stone was useless to me, but it has great significance for the Hongmen. Now that it's come to this, if you don't make some kind of gesture, I'll be very disappointed."

  It turned out that this middle-aged man was the behind-the-scenes boss of Red Sleeve Forest, named Hong Changqing. His true identity was actually a "Tang Zhu" level figure in the United States' largest Chinese community, the San Francisco-based Chee Kung Tong Overseas Hung Men Association.

  The Tien Shan Hongmen Zhi Gong Tang, to put it more clearly, originated from the "Tiandihui" of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It is also known as the Red Gang, San Dian Hui or Sanhehui, with a long history. Compared to the Italian Mafia in Sicily, this old-school gang force is not inferior in any way.