C13 Green Mountain Sect

"Everyone has a love for beauty; who could be the exception?"

Jiaang Lin's statement momentarily baffled Qiu Xiya, but she quickly burst into laughter, remarking, "You're quite the character—far more entertaining than these stiff folks!"

As she spoke, Qiu Xiya spat disdainfully, as if she had nothing but contempt for the villagers.

Qiu Xiya dashed out the door, calling over her shoulder, "You're too intriguing for me to just let you go! I'm going to negotiate with the elders!"

She vanished like a breeze. Jiaang Lin, holding a steamed bun, mused aloud, "You're off to discuss things without even knowing if I want to stay?"

But then he chuckled, adding, "Though, with a beauty like you around, I'd be reluctant to leave."

He laughed once more, but the laughter quickly turned into a violent coughing fit, and he choked.

As Jiaang Lin coughed, the chopsticks he was holding flew from his grasp and clattered to the ground.

Congratulations, host, you've mastered a new skill: Throwing!

Throwing: When perfected to great completion, it can pierce a Martial Master's body from a kilometer away with pinpoint accuracy!

Throwing: Current level 1/10. Would you like to upgrade to maximum level?

Yes.

No.

This was a Martial Master who had surpassed two realms! Mastering the Throwing technique to great completion meant he could precisely penetrate a Martial Master's body, effectively allowing him to execute surprise assassinations with a maximum level Throwing technique—a superb skill for long-range elimination!

"Yes!"

The Throwing skill was now at maximum level, with a current skill level of 10/10.

After his coughing subsided, Jiaang Lin felt an incredible agility in his wrist. Picking up the chopsticks, they felt like an extension of his own body, easily controlled, and he was filled with a newfound confidence in his ability to hit any target accurately.

Jiaang Lin smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting as the flavors of his meal seemed to intensify with each bite.

At that moment, a sudden uproar erupted from the outskirts of the village. Jiaang Lin could faintly make out the villagers' cries of alarm!

The meal on the table had been finished, and Jiaang Lin's curiosity was piqued. Furthermore, he could hear cries of pain drifting from outside, causing his brow to furrow with concern.

"Could it be that the old lady has found me?"

Jiaang Lin stepped out the door and saw a crowd of villagers gathered at the village entrance. He hurried over to join them.

"Hey! I've already told you time and again that the Green Mountain Sect has suffered many losses protecting your village from demonic beasts and bandits. And all you offer in return each month is this meager tribute. Do you think the Green Mountain Sect is begging for scraps?"

As Jiaang Lin reached the village entrance, he witnessed a richly dressed young man pointing at an elder and berating him loudly.

Surrounding the young man were four other youths, making a group of three men and two women, all exuding an air of superiority. They wore matching outfits, with the only difference being that the young women's attire included skirts.

The mention of the Green Mountain Sect triggered a mental image of the Cloud City map in Jiaang Lin's mind, and he quickly grasped the significance of the sect.

The Green Mountain Sect was the most prominent sect near North Mountain Village, yet it was merely one of the smaller sects within the Thunder Sword Sect's domain. Nevertheless, to the people of these humble villages, even a single disciple from the Green Mountain Sect was viewed as a celestial being gracing the earth.