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Chapter 202 Undercurrent
The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed. Perhaps because the clouds had dispersed, the moon that appeared was exceptionally bright.

Rays of moonlight shone through the broken roof tiles onto Li Ming's cheek.

"Are you serious?" Li Ming asked.

Chu Youmeng nodded and said, "The Linglong Fruit has matured ahead of schedule, and my uncle has passed away unexpectedly. As long as Master Mingxin is willing to escort me to Jiulian City, I will guarantee you a Linglong Fruit!"

Li Ming groaned for a moment, seemingly hesitant but actually very interested.

When he was cramming his medical knowledge of this world in the Pharmacist Hall, in addition to comparing the medicinal properties of medicines in different worlds, he also learned about many of the special elixirs of this world.

Since Linglong Fruit is produced in this state, Li Ming also knows that this thing is very precious. There is only one such plant in Lingzhou. It blooms once every ten years, bears fruit once every ten years, and matures once every ten years. Linglong Fruit is extremely difficult to preserve and will rot in three to five days at most, so it should be consumed immediately after it matures.

After taking it, it can help improve thinking and open up wisdom. It is very effective for acquired warriors. There are even rumors that it has a certain effect on innate bottlenecks. Of course, it is just a rumor. After all, Linglong Fruit matures every 30 years, but Jiulian City does not produce a batch of innate warriors every 30 years.

However, Li Ming knew very well that the three innate barriers were essence, energy and spirit. Linglong fruit could enhance spirit, no matter how much or how little, so it did have some effect on the innate bottleneck, so it was highly sought after. Whenever Linglong fruit was ripe, Jiulian City would make a big fuss. However, according to Chu Youmeng's words, Linglong fruit ripened ahead of schedule this time, and the current city lord of Jiulian City left suddenly. There must be some complicated reasons behind this, and it must not be that simple.

Thinking of Manager Qin and the account book on his body, Li Ming was extremely curious. In fact, he didn't care much about the spiritual enhancement function of the Linglong Fruit. Instead, he valued the short-term improvement in comprehension after taking it.

Now he has roughly deduced the fourth level of "Return to the Truth Sutra". He has abandoned the way of forgetting emotions, but there is still something missing in the way of forgetting the way and returning to the truth. If he can get it, it will definitely be helpful. Besides, he also wants to see what the spiritual fruits in this world look like, as well as some other promises of Chu Youmeng. If they can be fulfilled, perhaps it will help Guangde Temple to make friends with Jiuliancheng, which can be regarded as repaying the Guangde Temple for raising him.

Li Ming thought for a moment, nodded and said, "In that case, I will do my best!"

After receiving Li Ming's affirmative answer, Chu Youmeng was obviously relieved.

Then Li Ming looked at the sky and said, "Now that the rain has stopped, let's go!"

"Asshole, are you saying that Manager Qin died in Sanwa Village, killed by an unknown monk? Sanwa Village is so big, and Niu Ben is also a master of the third level of the acquired realm, and he was wiped out by himself???"

A young man in brocade clothes was holding a secret letter in his hand, and his face suddenly darkened.

A man in black knelt before him. He trembled uncontrollably at the sound, knowing his master was furious. He could only bite the bullet and say, "If the information is correct, it's this man. The spies reported that he likes to wear white monk's robes. He seems to be Mingxin, the monk from Guangde Temple who appeared in Baiyang City. He captured the Jade Tooth Flower Thief the other day. However, he was hanging out with the Sanhe Gang and the Li family at the time. I didn't expect him to have such profound skills. It seems that the Jade Tooth Flower Thief is not to blame."

The young man walked to the desk, his back to the man in black, and said, "Have you checked all the records before Manager Qin's accident? Did this person also get the Five Poison Miasma-Repelling Pearl?" "Reporting to the young master, after Manager Qin took the Five Poison Miasma-Repelling Pearl, he didn't return to the city directly. Instead, he transferred a sum of funds. However, the amount was not large and within Manager Qin's authority. If it weren't for his current accident, he should have been able to keep it secret." The man in black continued, "Also, we have checked in detail. Manager Qin seems to have lost the Fourth Young Master's account book. This fund is related to this matter."

The young man snorted coldly: "Heh, it seems that you are planning to fill it yourself. If it weren't for your bad luck to meet such a freak, I don't think it would be like this. These old people are always like this, always thinking that if there is a mistake, they can just fill it themselves. It seems that I turned a blind eye for too long, and you have all forgotten my methods!"

"I dare not!" The man in black knelt down and kowtowed, saying earnestly, "Young Master is very capable, but he is too kind and generous to bother with us, a lowly person. Manager Qin deceived his superiors and subordinates and deserves death, but..."

"Hmm?" The young man murmured.

The man in black gritted his teeth and continued, "Even if he died, he shouldn't have lost the Young Master's Five Poisons Miasma-Repelling Pearl, and he shouldn't have gotten rid of the Fourth Young Master's account books. I will do my utmost to recover the Five Poisons Miasma-Repelling Pearl and the account books!"

The young man sneered and said, "Even Manager Qin is dead, which shows that this man is very powerful. He also has the Five Poisons Miasma-Repelling Pearl. I'm afraid that small tricks can't hurt him. The City Lord selection will be held soon. The Five Poisons Miasma-Repelling Pearl is very crucial and cannot be lost. I have my own arrangements. Go down!"

The man in black secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, bowed again, and slowly left the study.

Then the young man sat behind the desk and frowned in thought for a moment. At this time, a carrier pigeon suddenly flew in. The young man looked at the three black feathers on the pigeon's back with a serious expression. Then he stepped forward and opened the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, took out a piece of paper with words written on it, and flattened the paper.

Then he took out a long-necked bottle from his bosom, poured water into the inkstone on the desk, dipped the brush in it and brushed it lightly. All the words were distorted and deformed into some weird and twisted fonts.

The young man laughed in anger upon seeing the words, then said with a gloomy face: "What a bald donkey! You keep ruining my plans and trying to get involved in everything. How can I tolerate you!!!"

Then he took out a piece of white paper and wrote while muttering to himself:

"The Nine Families of Jiulian City's Unity has long been in name only. The Zhao family should have become the main branch long ago. This is the best opportunity, and we must be on guard. The account book is nothing special; it was just a handle left behind deliberately. Who could have expected that Tong Lao Si would be able to turn things around? He's been acting very differently lately, and he must have been guided by someone above him. He was able to quietly devour two of my caravans and win over the Seventh and Eighth Brothers. He's achieved such momentum in just half a month. What if that girl from the Chu family with the rumored physique also joins him?"

"I never thought that my Saint Sect, after planning for so long, would encounter so many unexpected events once it erupted. Damn it! It seems I have to use it again. However, this will lower my evaluation. Even if I succeed this time, I will still be at a disadvantage in the Saint Son election. Well, I will first get the position of Jiulian City Lord, and then I will take my time."

As if he had made up his mind, he tore the white paper in his hand and, with a push of his internal force, turned it into powder. Then he changed to a special paint and paper, wrote a new note and put it in the bamboo tube. With a gentle push, the pigeon immediately flew away.

The young man's expression became very complicated, and he finally sighed, as if he, who seemed to hold power in the eyes of outsiders, also had many unspeakable troubles.

(End of this chapter)