Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 10 Obtaining the Yang Spiritual Root
Lin Le began burying the bodies, and it wasn't until the sun rose that he had buried them all.

After sprinkling a stream of pure yang boy urine to suppress his yin, Lin Le looked at the stone slabs in the courtyard that were slightly higher than the rest of the area and couldn't help but mutter, "I hope the owner of the house won't mind too much later."

Shrugging, Lin Le prepared to go out for breakfast when a ray of sunlight shone down on him.

Ok?
Lin Le's body jerked involuntarily. He felt something growing inside him, but his body seemed unable to retain it.

Although he didn't know what it was, the warm feeling made Lin Le realize that it must be good for his health.

Lin Le started practicing his boxing.

After a set of punches, Lin Le frowned because the boxing technique was useless.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Lin Le, and he stood up in the stance of Tongbei Quan.

Blood surged like a river, and Lin Le, through his keen senses, realized that what he tentatively called yang energy was gradually merging into his flesh and blood.

After standing for more than an hour, Lin Le stopped practicing the stance when he felt his stomach rumbling.

Lin Le swung his fist, his eyes filled with surprise and delight. In just a short while, he had actually gained two or three pounds of strength.

"It seems I have truly developed a spiritual root, and it appears to be a rare yang spiritual root, though I don't know how many segments it has," Lin Le concluded.

Because his father was a schoolteacher in this life, with a wide range of interests, Lin Le had heard about the concept of spiritual roots through his daily life.

The spiritual root has twelve sections, with three sections forming one grade, divided into four grades: extreme, upper, middle, and lower. The most common are the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The rarer ones are derived or mutated attributes such as wind, thunder, and ice.

Yang spiritual root is a mutated attribute of fire, and it is only born in males, making it extremely rare.

Those who possess Yang spiritual roots are often the darlings of various enchantresses or witches. And so on!

Lin Le suddenly fell silent. Did that mean he had become the so-called "furnace physique"?

Shaking his head, Lin Le put those thoughts aside. At least now, having a Yang Spiritual Root was a good thing for him, allowing him to advance to the Martial Master level more quickly.

As for switching to a different major? The thought had barely crossed Lin Le's mind when he rejected it. He needed combat-ready fighters, not helpless men.

Moreover, Lin Le estimated that his Yang Spiritual Root was probably only at the first stage, and the time required to establish his foundation in a hundred days would likely be quite long.

But slow and steady cultivation is not suitable for him now; fighting to sustain himself is the path he should take.

Arriving at the stall where he had been eating for the past few days, Lin Le said, "Two bowls of wontons, with plenty of pickled vegetables."

"Okay," the stall owner replied.

As he was waiting, Lin Le felt a gaze on him. He turned his head and saw a boy.

When the boy saw him turn around, he darted into the alley next door like a startled rabbit.

Was it the child from last night?

Lin Le turned his head back, not caring. After all, Wang Hu's death couldn't be hidden. According to the confessions of the two thugs a few days ago, Brother Wang had about ten men under his command. With so many people and no detailed address, Lin Le didn't have time to assassinate them.

Therefore, if the Wolf Gang wants to investigate, they will definitely be able to trace it back to him.

The time allotted for his reaction and investigation was enough for him to reach the limits of ordinary people and become a martial arts master.

When the wontons arrived, Lin Le added some vinegar and began to eat them heartily.

After finishing his meal and paying the bill, Lin Le stepped over a dark red bloodstain on the street, the blood of the last thug from the previous night.

Just as Lin Le didn't seem to care about the bloodstain, not many people did either.

In this dog-eat-dog world, murders and robberies occur all the time; bloodshed is all too common. At the White Ape Martial Arts School, Lin Le begins practicing with a spear. The White Ape Tongbei Fist's nine strikes are inconvenient to reveal, but two or three strikes are of little use in changing one's constitution, so it's better to practice with a spear directly.

However, some people were not satisfied with Lin Le's spear practice. Hou Guang walked over and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, how's your Tongbei Fist practice going lately?"

“There were three bangs yesterday, Senior Brother Hou.” Lin Le swung his fist, and three bangs rang out.

Upon hearing these three sounds, Hou Guang's eyes widened as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

It's only been less than ten days, and he's already achieved three breakthroughs! What kind of monstrous comprehension is that!

Hou Guang glanced around and immediately pulled Lin Le aside: "Junior Brother Lin, there's a great opportunity over here, do you want it?"

"What wealth and status?" Lin Le asked.

“Marrying into the family,” Hou Guang said. “There’s a wealthy family in the city who has an only daughter, but she has a birthmark on her face that makes her look hideous. So, people of equal social standing don’t want to marry her, let alone marry into the family. Therefore, they can only look for someone from the lower classes.”

"But not just any toad can marry into the family, so that family asked someone like me to find some talented but poor geniuses for them to examine."

"No, thank you." Lin Le replied directly after hearing this.

Because of his past life's beliefs, he wasn't too opposed to marrying into another family. If he were from an ordinary family, he might have given it a try. But in this life, he has a blood feud to avenge, so it's obviously impossible for him to start a family at this time.

Besides, he's only fourteen years old, too young.

"No way! Even if it doesn't work out, there are still benefits!" Hou Guang grabbed Lin Le. "That family has set up four checkpoints. You get a tea fee for each checkpoint you pass. They won't let you come for nothing. There's a fee."

Hou Guang spread his five fingers.

"Five taels?" Lin Le guessed.

“Yes.” Hou Guang nodded.

Lin Le was tempted. After all, passing the three trials would earn him fifteen taels of silver, enough to buy even better pills and greatly shorten the time it would take him to become a martial artist.

"What benefits do you get from that, Senior Brother Hou?" Lin Le asked. "How much of my five taels will you get?"

"No need," Hou Guang waved his hand. "If you pass the first test, I'll get one tael; if you pass the second test, I'll get five taels; if you pass the third test, I'll get fifteen taels; and if you pass the fourth test, I'll get five hundred taels!"

As he finished speaking, Hou Guang couldn't help but get excited, and his voice became a little louder, showing that five hundred taels was not a small amount for him.

"What are those four challenges? At least I'll be prepared," Lin Le said.

"No need to prepare. Except for the fourth level, which is special, the other three levels are not difficult for you, Junior Brother Lin," Hou Guang said, waving his hand.

"Let's talk about it," Lin Le insisted, not wanting those fifteen taels to go to waste.

"Alright." Seeing Lin Le's insistence, Hou Guang said, "The first test is the simplest. It tests your physical health and whether you have any illnesses, especially in that area. Parents can't possibly let their daughter live a life of widowhood, can they?"

"The second test will test your talent. I'm not sure about this either. It seems to be dynamic and depends on the host's wishes. However, with your comprehension, Junior Brother Lin, you should be able to pass this test without any problems."

"The third test will examine your literary talent, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and so on. With Junior Brother Lin's arithmetic skills, you will definitely pass this test as well."

"The fourth hurdle is first impressions. It depends on whether the girl likes you or not. Is this the hurdle?" Hou Guang glanced at Lin Le. "That family's daughter is already twenty-four years old. She probably wouldn't look at a half-grown boy like you, so you don't need to make yourself look ugly that day."

Lin Le rolled her eyes: "Then you'd better think about how to persuade that wealthy family to let a half-grown boy like me into their home."

"Don't worry, senior brother is quite skilled at talking," Hou Guang laughed.

(End of this chapter)