The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with a Suicide Note and Conquering All Realms

"I know where He Yuanjun is!"

Lin Yuan's roar almost tore his throat apart.

The sound echoed across the empty wilderness.

These nine short words were like a thunderbolt striking the top of Wu Santong's head, especially given his current state of madness.

The palm strike, which was already about to strike Lin Yuan's face and was carrying destructive true energy, was abruptly stopped in mid-air.

The sharp palm strike made Lin Yuan's cheek sting, as if cut by a knife.

"call!"

Wu Santong's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost bulging out.

In the next instant, he pounced on Lin Yuan like a ghost, his large hand, like an iron clamp, gripping Lin Yuan's neck tightly and lifting him into the air.

"What did you say! Do you know where Yuan-jun is?"

Wu Santong's breathing was heavy and labored, and when it hit Lin Yuan's face, it carried an unpleasant earthy smell.

With just a slight exertion of his fingers, Lin Yuan's throat bones would shatter instantly.

A feeling of suffocation washed over him like a tidal wave, and Lin Yuan's legs kicked futilely in mid-air.

But he forced himself to look directly into Wu Santong's crazed eyes, which were filled with murderous intent.

This is absolutely dancing on the edge of a knife!

We won; we defied fate.

They lost, and their bodies lay scattered in the wilderness.

"Cough cough... If you strangle me... you'll never... see her again..." Lin Yuan squeezed out these words intermittently.

Wu Santong's fingers stiffened slightly, and his grip loosened a little, allowing Lin Yuan to catch his breath.

"Speak! Where is she! If you dare to lie to me, you little beggar, I'll crush every bone in your body!"

Wu Santong roared fiercely.

Lin Yuan's feet finally touched the ground. He coughed violently twice, his mind racing through details from the novels he had read in his previous life, as well as the information provided in the will.

To deal with a madman, you must never go along with what he says; you must throw out a bombshell that can completely shatter his defenses.

"It's true that I'm a beggar, but I've been begging for food outside Jiaxing City all this time."

Lin Yuan rubbed his neck, which was covered in bruises, and tried to remain calm, speaking very quickly.

Everyone in Lujiazhuang knows that He Yuanjun is long dead.

"fart!"

Upon hearing the word "death," Wu Santong immediately raised his hand again, as if a wild beast had been touched on a sore spot.

"I'll kill you!"

"What's the use of killing me! Her husband, Lu Zhanyuan, is dead too!"

Lin Yuan roared, his voice even drowning out Wu Santong's.

"Chaos erupted in Lu Family Village tonight! That madwoman in the Taoist robe, Li Mochou, stormed in. She's going to dig up Lu Zhanyuan and He Yuanjun's graves!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Santong was struck dumb, as if by lightning.

"Li...Li Mochou...digging up graves?"

His previously chaotic mind experienced a fleeting moment of clarity upon hearing his enemy's name.

"That's right!"

Lin Yuan seized the opportunity and continued to weave lies.

"That she-devil said He Yuanjun betrayed her and wants to dig up her bones and grind them to dust. If you continue your madness here, He Yuanjun won't even have a trace of her bones left!"

This combination of bluffing and deception struck at Wu Santong's Achilles' heel.

Compared to finding a living person, protecting the remains of his beloved from being destroyed by his enemies is clearly a greater motivation for Wu Santong now.

"Li Mochou! How dare you hurt my Yuanjun!"

Wu Santong let out a fierce roar, his eyes turning blood red again, even more frenzied than before.

He didn't have time to think, nor did he care about killing the little beggar in front of him. He turned around and ran wildly towards the direction where the Lu Family Village was engulfed in flames, like a mad rhinoceros.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

Only when the violent sense of oppression completely disappeared did Lin Yuan's taut nerves snap.

His legs gave way and he collapsed onto the muddy ground, panting heavily.

My back was already completely soaked with cold sweat.

They survived!

With only a mortal body and a few pieces of information, he managed to escape with his life from a top expert below the Five Greats!

Lin Yuan did not allow himself to bask in the relief of surviving the ordeal.

He used both his hands and feet to climb to the edge of the dry well.

He frantically dug in that wet, soft mud.

My fingernails were filled with cold dirt.

Soon, the feel changed.

He touched a somewhat stiff, thread-bound book cover and a small, cool, smooth object.

It's been dug out!

Lin Yuan wiped the items on his tattered clothes.

By the moonlight, the words "Essentials of One-Finger Divine Skill" could be faintly seen in traditional Chinese characters on the tattered booklet, which was still stained with black blood spit out by Wu Santong when he went mad.

The stopper on the small white jade bottle loosened slightly, releasing a refreshing floral fragrance.

After just one sniff, Lin Yuan felt the colic in his internal organs lessen somewhat.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yuan pulled out the cork.

Only two bright green pills remained in the bottle.

He poured out one, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.

The Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill entered my stomach, but instead of the expected bitterness, it transformed into an extremely cool medicinal liquid that flowed down my throat.

In just a few breaths, an extremely domineering yet gentle heat surged up from his lower abdomen.

The heat flowed rapidly throughout the body.

Lin Yuan could even hear faint popping sounds emanating from the bones inside his body.

The internal injuries inflicted by Chen Gouzi were quickly scabbed over and healed under the power of this medicine.

Even more incredibly, a faint wisp of heat gathered in his dantian and lingered there for a long time.

This is the sensation of Qi!

This is the key to entering the world of martial arts!

Lin Yuan felt lighter than ever before, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking, brimming with power.

"Brother Lin!"

In the distant, chaotic graveyard, Yang Guo saw Wu Santong run away and finally mustered up the courage to run over.

Seeing that Lin Yuan was safe and sound, Yang Guo's eyes welled up with tears.

"I'm so glad you're alright! That old madman was terrifying."

Lin Yuan carefully put the manual away and tucked the jade bottle back into his bosom.

"Guo'er, there are many people in this world who are far more terrifying than that old madman."

Lin Yuan stood up, a sharp glint of unprecedented ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"Let's go back."

"Go back? Back to the dilapidated kiln? Chen Gouzi and the others are still looking for us!"

Yang Guo was stunned.

Lin Yuan sneered.

"If they can't find him, they'll definitely search everywhere. Now is the perfect time to go back and settle this score."

Having acquired the rudiments of internal energy and fully recovered physical strength, coupled with the ruthlessness he had honed in his previous life, Lin Yuan now completely disregarded those few low-level thugs.

Half an hour later.

The two followed the same route and quietly made their way back to the vicinity of the dilapidated kiln.

From afar, you could see only Chen Gouzi standing in the snow, cursing.

He probably sent his other two subordinates elsewhere to look for people.

"You two little brats, when I catch you, I'll skin you alive!"

Chen Gouzi cursed as he rubbed his hands together.

Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of footsteps coming from the snow behind him.

"who!"

Chen Gouzi suddenly turned around and drew a rusty dagger from his waist.

Under the moonlight, a slender yet upright figure emerged from the shadows.

It was Lin Yuan.

"You little bastard, you dare to come back!"

Chen Gouzi was taken aback at first, then grinned maliciously and charged forward with his dagger.

"You've saved me the trouble. Go take the blame in the south of the city!"

If it were half an hour ago, Lin Yuan would definitely not have been able to dodge this strike.

But at the moment.

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes. Relying on the faint heat flowing through his body, he felt that Chen Gouzi's movements were full of flaws.

Instead of retreating, he advanced.

Just as the dagger was about to pierce Chen Gouzi's chest, Lin Yuan suddenly shifted his body to the side, his right leg like an iron whip, kicking Chen Gouzi hard in the knee.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking was especially loud in the night.

"Ah—my leg!"

Chen Gouzi screamed and fell heavily to his knees, the dagger slipping from his hand.

Lin Yuan gave him no chance to catch his breath.

He took a step forward, picked up the dog-beating stick from the ground, gripped it tightly with both hands, aimed it at the back of Chen Gouzi's head, and smashed it down hard with all his might.

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out.

Chen Gouzi's screams stopped abruptly, and he collapsed limply in the snow, his face covered in blood, completely still.

From beginning to end, Lin Yuan's actions were clean and efficient, without any unnecessary words.

Yang Guo, hiding in the bushes behind, was stunned.

He never imagined that Brother Lin, who was usually the one who got beaten up, would become so fierce and terrifying.

Lin Yuan dropped the bloodstained stick and gasped for breath a few times.

The violent heartbeat from the first murder subsided.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Jiaxing City.

There, two figures, as swift as startled birds, were leaping across the roof beams under the cover of night, heading towards Lu Family Village.

One male and one female.

The man carried a longbow on his back and was burly; the woman was lithe and graceful, holding a green bamboo stick in her hand.

Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Guo Jing!

Huang Rong!