Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 240 Murong Yan's Decision (Second Update)

Lingxiao Palace Square.

Looking at the empty square, Lin Chen was somewhat puzzled.

There were quite a few disciples present when he arrived, so why is it so deserted now?
We went down the steps.

Lin Chen was about to go find the instructors at the martial arts academy when his brows furrowed and his body began to spasm.

The side effects of the "medicine-induced illness" are coming.

The pain will return twice as much.

The only downside of the "medicine-induced illness" is that it is uncontrollable when it flares up.

As soon as he finishes his cultivation, the "medicine pot disease" seems to sense it and then slowly begins to manifest.

Based on his past experience, the pain would fully erupt within half an hour at most, but this was just the beginning.

Lin Chen changed direction, preparing to return to his own yard and weather this storm first.

He hurried to his residence, but didn't encounter many disciples along the way. Although he was a little puzzled as to where all the disciples of Lingxiao Martial Academy had gone, Lin Chen didn't have time to think about it at the moment.

"Brother Lin?"

Just as Lin Chen arrived at the gate of the villa arranged for him by Lingxiao Martial Academy, the gate of the adjacent courtyard opened, and Murong Yan looked at Lin Chen with a surprised expression.

"Brother Murong... I have something to attend to. I'll talk to you later."

Upon seeing Murong Yan dressed as a man, Lin Chen left these words and hurriedly entered the courtyard. He didn't have time to talk to Murong Yan any further.

"and many more!"

Murong Yan saw Lin Chen enter the courtyard directly, and before she could finish speaking, he closed the door, a look of confusion on her face.

In the past, she wouldn't have said anything since Lin Chen had said those words, but now that the Great Liang was facing a major event, she felt it was necessary to let Lin Chen know as soon as possible.

"Brother Lin, I..."

As she walked toward Lin Chen's courtyard gate, Murong Yan's voice suddenly stopped, because she heard Lin Chen's deep voice coming from inside the courtyard.

It was a suppressed growl.

Murong Yan's pretty face changed, and she quickly pushed open the courtyard door.

The courtyard was deserted, and the door to the main house was closed; the sound was coming from inside.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Filled with doubt, Murong Yan walked towards the main house and called out a few times in front of the door, but there was no response. Only the deep roar continued to come out intermittently.

"Brother Lin, am I coming in?"

A few breaths later, Murong Yan pushed open the door, and the moment she saw Lin Chen curled up on the bed, her fingertips suddenly gripped the door frame tightly, somewhat unable to believe what she was seeing.

His body, curled up on the bed, was convulsing violently, every muscle taut like a knife's edge.

The stray hairs on his forehead were soaked with cold sweat, clinging wetly to his deathly pale face.

His face was pale and bloodless, like a thin sheet of paper.

Murong Yan finally realized where that deep roar came from.

Lin Chen let out a suppressed growl mixed with the clattering of his teeth, and large beads of sweat rolled down his face.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

After the initial shock, Murong Yan looked worried. She didn't know what Lin Chen had gone through. He had no visible wounds, yet he seemed to be suffering from an unbearable injury.

Unfortunately, Lin Chen did not respond.

Seeing the veins on Lin Chen's neck slowly bulging and his blood-red eyes protruding, Murong Yan's expression changed. She didn't know what Lin Chen had encountered, but she knew that if things continued like this, Lin Chen was very likely to get into trouble.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with my mind?"

As a princess of the Yan Kingdom, Murong Yan knew many secrets that were unknown to many people, as well as some special circumstances in the martial arts that many martial artists were unaware of.

Before a martial artist reaches a certain rank, they cultivate their physical body. To reach a higher rank, they must open their spiritual platform and condense their martial will.

The Lingtai is the abode of a martial artist's spirit and soul.

There are some special secret techniques that can directly attack another person's spiritual platform.

Lin Chen's condition doesn't seem like his spiritual platform has been attacked, but it looks very similar to a spiritual platform injury.

The pain in the mind is even more severe than the physical pain.

Many martial artists with exceptional willpower would only groan when their bodies are broken and bleeding, but when their minds are injured, they can't help but roar in pain.

"Lin Chen stayed in the Lingxiao Hall for two months and sixteen days, breaking the record for the longest time a disciple could stay on their first visit. Could it be because he absorbed too much Lingxiao power and his spiritual platform couldn't handle it?"

Murong Yan knew quite a bit about the Lingxiao Hall of Lingxiao Martial Academy, and a guess arose in her mind.

In martial arts training, excess is as bad as deficiency.

Many martial artists have a limit to the amount of pills they can take. Once the limit is exceeded, not only will the effects of the medicine weaken, but excessive consumption will also leave drug poisoning in the body and may even cause damage to the meridians.

Besides elixirs, there is another type of special resource.

The Lingxiao Power of the Lingxiao Martial Academy, even including the energy contained in the Canglan Sea Waves of the Canglan Martial Academy, and the power of their Yan Kingdom royal family...

This special energy of the five elements, nurtured by heaven and earth, can damage the soul if absorbed excessively, ultimately leading to damage to the spiritual platform.

Although Lingxiao Martial Academy has set up an array to ensure that each disciple does not absorb too much Lingxiao power, Murong Yan can't find any other reason to explain Lin Chen's current situation except for this guess.

In addition, Lin Chen stayed in the Lingxiao Hall for far too long, far exceeding the limit that a martial artist practicing internal organ cultivation could achieve.

Murong Yan blinked her beautiful eyes, gritted her teeth, and looked at Lin Chen who was enduring pain. After a long while, a resolute look appeared in her eyes.

"If Lin Chen can get through this hurdle, then he will also meet the requirements."

For Murong Yan, she needed to find a true genius. Lin Chen's performance so far was acceptable, but it had not yet reached the level she wanted.

If she ignores Lin Chen now, Lin Chen's spiritual platform is very likely to shatter, and even if he reaches the next level, he will lose his current potential.

Give up on Lin Chen...

They decided to choose Lin Chen.

Murong Yan hesitated for a short while. The next moment, she lifted her trouser leg, her lotus-like feet stepping onto the bed. Looking at Lin Chen, who was curled up in the corner of the bed, she slowly reached out with her fingertips, but paused slightly when she was still an inch away from Lin Chen's brow.

Thinking about what would happen next, I couldn't help but blush.

"It's an advantage for you."

Murong Yan whispered something, sat cross-legged in front of Lin Chen, and finally placed her fingertips on Lin Chen's brow.

The clouds and mist drifted by, and the air was filled with enchanting music.

Above the clouds, two lotus platforms floated silently.

Murong Yan stood on the lotus platform on the left, dressed in a black dress, with a vermilion mole between her eyebrows that was as red as weeping blood, white lips and red teeth, and skin as white as snow, like a dancing spirit in the dark night.

At this moment, Murong Yan stepped out with her bare feet and walked towards the lotus platform opposite, the golden bells on her ankles jingling as she moved lightly with her lotus steps.

The most exquisite music could not compare to this.

Her light and cheerful steps, and the ample curves faintly visible beneath her black dress, were enough to set any man's heart ablaze.

"My lord, aren't you coming out yet?"

Upon reaching the lotus platform, which was closed like a flower bud, Murong Yan pressed her delicate face against it, her breath as fragrant as orchids, each syllable carrying a hint of languidness.

The lotus petals slowly unfolded, revealing the true face of the boy inside.

"My lord." As Murong Yan parted her lips slightly, the thin veil of her black dress fluttered without wind, draping over the young man like a gentle breeze...

With her slender fingers, Murong Yan lifted the boy's chin, pressed her flawless face against his body, blinked her eyes, and then gracefully turned around, her soft, boneless body already nestled in the boy's arms.

"Official..."

……

……

Lin Chen had a dream!

In the first half of the dream, he was walking in the desert, suffering from hunger and thirst. Just as he could no longer bear the heat and dryness and collapsed in the desert, waiting for death to come, his face suddenly became wet.

It started to rain.

Lin Chen greedily absorbed the sweet rain, his lips, cracked from the heat, frantically sucking in the rainwater. In the end, he even took off all his clothes and bathed in the rain.

A long drought meets sweet dew!
The comfort it brings is beyond what outsiders can understand.

……

……

An hour later.

Murong Yan withdrew her finger, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom. Looking at Lin Chen, whose face had returned to calm, her face instantly turned crimson. She felt hot all over and quickly got off the bed to straighten her clothes.

Just as Murong Yan finished tidying her clothes, Lin Chen on the bed opened his eyes. The two looked at each other, and Murong Yan's pretty face, which had just calmed down, blushed again.

"Cough cough!"

Lin Chen coughed twice. He couldn't remember what happened in his dream, but now that the pain had subsided and his mind had returned, everything he had experienced before came back to him.

He didn't know how to describe this experience; was it a fusion of soul and spirit?

"Brother Lin..."

Before Lin Chen could speak, Murong Yan said, "I'm here to tell you something. A great battle is currently taking place at the Lingxiao Martial Academy's training ground."

This person... judging from their expression, is still savoring the moment.

What's there to reminisce about?

Murong Yan felt somewhat embarrassed, as this was a secret technique of their Murong family, and only women could possess it.

The reason why royal families from various countries would marry women from the Murong family was not only because the women of the Murong family were extremely beautiful, but also because of this secret technique.

This secret technique is of great benefit to martial artists breaking through to higher ranks.

"A major battle?"

Lin Chen's attention was also diverted by Murong Yan's words. No wonder he didn't encounter a single martial arts academy disciple on his way back.

"Could it be the martial arts academy's year-end competition?"

"The year-end competition has long since ended."

Murong Yan was speechless: "Brother Lin, do you have no idea how long you've been at Lingxiao Martial Academy?"

"About a month."

"Two months and sixteen days."

Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted. Two months and sixteen days? Did that mean he had missed the end of the year?

I hadn't realized I'd been in the Lingxiao Palace for so long.

"If it's not the year-end competition, then what kind of big battle is it?"

"Two weeks ago, the younger generation from the three islands in the Nansha Islands joined Liang and declared that they would challenge the younger generation of Liang."

The three islands in the Spratly Islands?

Lin Chen frowned slightly; he was no longer completely ignorant of the territory of Daliang.

The three islands in the Nansha Islands were inhabited by remnants of the previous dynasty. Because the demon race in the north was eyeing them covetously, and the Zheng and Xiang kingdoms were also scheming on the border, the Great Liang Dynasty was in no hurry to take back the three islands in the Nansha Islands.

"Is this the first time this has been done on the Spratly Islands?"

"Of course not. Every ten years, the three islands of Nansha send disciples to challenge Daliang. The three islands of Nansha have always wanted to establish a country, but because of the existence of Daliang, they dare not actually establish a country. However, if the geniuses of the three islands of Nansha defeat the geniuses of Daliang, they will have an excuse to speak out."

Upon hearing Murong Yan's words, Lin Chen nodded to indicate that he understood.

Daliang wants to reclaim the three islands in the Spratly Islands, but if the younger generation is no match for the Spratly Islands, the Spratly Islands will naturally ridicule them to the extreme.

Has the Great Liang ever been defeated before?

"No." Murong Yan shook her head: "I haven't lost a single game."

"Ah."

Lin Chen wasn't surprised, but in terms of talent, the Nansha Islands, located in the Three Islands region, naturally couldn't compare to the Great Liang.

"But this time the situation is different. The three islands in the Spratly Islands have sent three people this time. The three people are of one mind and are especially good at joint attacks. This time the three islands in the Spratly Islands have proposed a competition in which each side sends three people to fight together."

"If Daliang can send one person, that's fine too. Anyway, the three islands of Nansha are joining forces to fight the enemy. There will be a total of three matches. As for whether Daliang Martial Academy will send one person for each of the three matches, or two or three people, that's fine too."

Three children?
Triplets?
Lin Chen frowned: "So the Great Liang agreed and decided to hold this battle at the Lingxiao Martial Academy?"

"Yes, the Great Liang has never refused a challenge from the three islands of Nansha. This time, one person each from Qingyun Martial Academy, Kyoto Martial Academy, and Lingxiao Martial Academy will accept the challenge."

"No one from Canglan Martial Academy came?"

In Lin Chen's opinion, both Junior Brother Xiao and Junior Brother Fang were no less powerful than the other three.

Murong Yan seemed to know what Lin Chen was thinking and explained, "The three people from the three islands of Nansha are all at the Great Perfection of Internal Organ Refinement."

Lin Chen suddenly realized that before his year, Canglan Martial Academy was slightly inferior to the other three martial academies, especially in terms of student enrollment. Therefore, the strongest students in the previous year were all from these three martial academies.

"In that case, I'll also go and take a look at the training ground."

Are you alright now?

Murong Yan glanced at Lin Chen, who smiled and said, "It's all better now."

The side effect of his "medicine-dependent illness" is that the pain is doubled, but it doesn't actually affect his body; rather, it's a pain that comes from his soul.

Otherwise, given the excruciating pain of his meridians bursting after refining the dragon's true blood, if he were to suffer double the pain, his meridians would have been completely ruptured long ago, turning him into a cripple.

"By the way, why don't you go take a look?"

Lin Chen was a little curious. Logically speaking, Murong Yan should be in the training ground for such a battle, so why was she staying in the courtyard?

Even if they specifically waited for me to return, they still had to calculate that I came out of the Lingxiao Palace today.

"I don't want to see a certain person."

Murong Yan didn't tell Lin Chen something: there were many martial artists from the nine kingdoms who came to watch the battle this time, and among them were people she disliked seeing.

In the past, Murong Yan would not have told Lin Chen these things, but perhaps for some reason, she blurted them out. Only after she finished speaking did she realize that something was wrong, and her pretty face blushed slightly.

Seeing Murong Yan's blushing face, Lin Chen guessed what was going on and coughed lightly: "So you're going to stay in the courtyard now?"

"What do you think?"

Murong Yan glared at her: "Don't worry, Senior Sister Jiang isn't here, and I'm dressed as a man, so I won't cause you any trouble."

"Ahem, that's not what I meant."

Lin Chen felt a little embarrassed, but after thinking for a moment, he decided not to explain: "In that case, let's go and see what's going on."

(End of this chapter)