C6 Special Talents Are Good at Fighting

"Could you be a hired hand from the Twin Rage Sect?" Fong Chuan's mind raced to his feud with the sect.

He couldn't fathom that the formidable, cold-hearted youth before him was the same weakling he had scorned three years prior. The only plausible explanation was that the Twin Rage Sect had enlisted him.

Lee Qingyun advanced towards Fong Chuan with deliberate steps, eyeing him with a hint of amusement, yet remaining silent.

"I, Fong Chuan, did indeed break away from the Twin Rage Sect to start my own faction..."

"Thud!" Lee Qingyun's foot sent Fong Chuan sprawling to the floor.

"Say it again!"

"I..." Fong Chuan's throat tightened. The kick had carried a lethal intent, and he had no doubts this young Taoist would not hesitate to end his life.

"I... I, Fong Chuan, betrayed the Twin Rage Sect."

"Do you admit your wrongdoing?" Lee Qingyun crouched down, gazing at Fong Chuan who lay unable to rise, and gently tapped his cheek.

"I was wrong, very wrong."

"In light of our history, I'll let you live." Lee Qingyun sealed Fong Chuan's spiritual energy and extracted a small red token from his chest.

"However, I'm reclaiming what's rightfully mine."

Fong Chuan's eyes bulged, desperate to speak, but the seal on his energy left him mute.

"Yes, it's me, the 'loser' you despised," Lee Qingyun whispered in Fong Chuan's ear. "But it seems you're the real loser, unable to withstand even a single blow from me."

Fong Chuan's head lolled to the side as he passed out from sheer rage.

Lee Qingyun rose to his feet, addressing the onlookers, "Disperse, everyone. Manager Wang has neglected a gambling debt to me for three years. I'm here to settle the score."

"Oh!" Realization dawned on the crowd.

"So that's why he trashed the restaurant."

"Who would've thought? Manager Wang, always so lofty, and yet a gambler."

"That's news to you? Well, I've heard..."

"..."

Lee Qingyun shook his head, stepping out to rouse the old donkey dozing in the stable, and quietly embarked on his journey home.

He had just unleashed a near-mad frenzy of vengeance upon Fong Chuan—demolishing his restaurant, trampling him underfoot, and reclaiming the sect's property.

It was a first for Lee Qingyun. Whether in his past life or the present, he was known as a gentle and decent man. But now, he was beginning to realize that to hold his ground in a world that revered strength, he needed to employ certain tactics.

Against the unscrupulous, only a thunderous approach would do. Today was merely a prelude; he hadn't drawn blood. But when the time came to take a life, he would have to act with unwavering resolve, without a trace of mercy. Otherwise, he would be the one crushed beneath others, the one to die.

Fong Chuan's departure from the sect had left a memory of a contemptible and brash demeanor in Lee Qingyun's mind. To see him brought low today, cowering and humbled, felt like just retribution.

"Sect Master Lee—Sect Master Lee!" Lost in thought, Lee Qingyun was jolted by an urgent voice calling from behind.

He halted the old donkey and turned to see a youth, about his own age, breathlessly catching up.

"Sect Master Lee, I'm Fong Chuan's assistant, Lin Zhixiao. Please, I'm asking for a chance!" Lin Zhixiao pleaded with fervor.

"Oh, it's you," Lee Qingyun recognized him, recalling the exchange between Fong Chuan and Lin Zhixiao at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.

"Name: Lin Zhixiao

Age: 19

Qualifications: Three Spiritual Veins, Bone Structure: 3, Comprehension: 5, Predestined Blessing: 3, Temperament: 6, Total Score: 17

Cultivation: Third Level of Qi Refining

Rating: Special talent, adept in business management."

"I hold you in high esteem!" Lin Zhixiao exclaimed.

"You were truly impressive just now!"

"..."

Lee Qingyun fished the red token from his pocket and offered, "Then I'll give you that chance."

"I appreciate your skills, not just because you complimented my looks."

Lin Zhixiao vigorously nodded, "A man as handsome as Sect Master Lee doesn't need flattery!"

"Er... ahem..." Lee Qingyun interjected, "Enough with the compliments, okay?"

"Here's the token."

[Ding! Mission to reclaim the sect's property: Complete!]

[Reward: 50 Heavenly Genius Points]

[Total Reward: 100 Heavenly Genius Points!]

[You've earned one opportunity to remodel the sect's gate and main hall.]

100 points, in the bag!

"Oh, Sect Master Lee." Lin Zhixiao suddenly remembered something, pulling out a green thumb ring from his pocket. "This was meant to be Fong Chuan's birthday present for Wang Ruhai."

"This piece?" Lee Qingyun examined the exquisite ring with a hint of skepticism.

"Don't underestimate this ring; it contains a one-zhang-sized space for storage," Lin Zhixiao explained.

"A storage ring?" Lee Qingyun echoed.

"Exactly," Lin Zhixiao confirmed. "It's a high-quality storage ring that Fong Chuan spared no expense on in Wildwallow. It's incredibly valuable. He's hoping to request a significant favor from Wang Ruhai at the birthday celebration."

"What kind of favor?"

"I'm not sure."

"No matter." Lee Qingyun pocketed the storage ring, relieved to have a ready gift for Wang Ruhai, which had been a source of concern.

"If there's nothing else, please sort out the sect's assets and deliver them to the sect in a couple of days."

"Understood," Lin Zhixiao replied.

With that, he promptly turned and made his way back to the restaurant.

Lee Qingyun entrusted the spiritual field token to Lin Zhixiao without any reservations.

He was aware that a capable and ambitious young man like Lin Zhixiao was always on the lookout for opportunities and wouldn't forsake his bright future for mere temptation.

Besides, Lin Zhixiao wasn't a Foundation Stage cultivator like Fong Chuan; he was merely a Qi Cultivator, incapable of causing any real trouble under Lee Qingyun's watch. He was smart enough to know that Lee Qingyun was his sole protector.

With a turn of his heel, Lee Qingyun headed back to Twin Rage Sect. This quest to retrieve the property from Fong Chuan had left him with an unsettling premonition.

Fong Chuan has been secretly conspiring with Situ? Lin Zhixiao narrowed his eyes, pondering over Situ Quan...

Situ Quan stood apart from Fong Chuan. Once the Great Elder of Twin Rage, he was the right-hand man to Lee Qingyun's father and the sect's second-in-command.

But in the aftermath of the Twin Rage incident, if Fong Chuan was merely a betrayer, then Situ Quan was the epitome of treachery. As the Great Elder, he absconded with all the resources and followers he could muster and defected to the Soul Capturing Sect! He even brutally crushed and executed anyone who dared oppose him!

While Lee Qingyun seethed with a desire for retribution against Fong Chuan, his fury towards Situ Quan knew no bounds. He was determined to exact vengeance without the slightest hint of mercy.

What scheme could these two be plotting? Particularly at this critical juncture, with the protection period for Twin Rage drawing to a close?

Could Wang Ruhai's birthday celebration in two days truly be as straightforward as it seemed?

Lee Qingyun exhaled deeply. Entanglement with a man like Situ Quan was bound to be anything but simple.

He had to leverage his remaining 145 Genius Points to bolster his strength to its utmost potential.