From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

Apart from a few loose silver coins, there was nothing else.

It makes sense, how could someone be so lucky as to always stumble upon a secret manual or something?

In short, the mission was accomplished, so Chen Shi stopped thinking about it and left with the severed head.

Seven days later, Chen Shi killed the other two mission targets one after another.

Compared to the scarred man, the two of them didn't encounter any unexpected situations. After all, since Chen Shi chose these missions, they were within his capabilities.

However, the third target was too good at hiding. The location given by Fufeng was only a general area, so Chen Shi spent more time to find him.

……

"You're quite quick on your feet."

With the mission accomplished, Li Qinghan, as the introducer, still led Chen Shi to meet the sect leader and formally join the sect.

"I can't help it, I'm in a hurry."

Chen Shi smiled and said, half-jokingly.

With the Holy Son's duel just a few days away, it's definitely impossible for him to fully solidify his blood energy into his arms before then. But at least he needs to truly break through to the seventh rank before the final ranking test in September.

Moreover, going to Yongqiu Mountain was not just about hunting demonic beasts; it was also the place he planned to bury the Holy Son who would fight him!

Therefore, he must quickly infiltrate the Fufeng Society, complete the task assigned by the patriarch, and obtain the opportunity to enter Yongqiu Mountain.

It's the same fortune-telling shop as last time, with the same codes and mechanisms.

Practice makes perfect, and Chen Shi didn't say much more along the way, silently memorizing the forks in the tunnel.

Back on the ground, in the same secret room as before, the altar master, wearing a mask with the character "王" (king) and tiger stripes, was already waiting there.

Chen Shi untied the bundle from his waist and placed it on the table. When he opened it, he found the head of his third target.

The first two had already been submitted by Li Qinghan on his behalf.

After all, it's already June, and the weather is getting hot. If there's no ice or anything to freeze it, the head will rot and stink within a few days of being cut off.

"very good."

After glancing at the third severed head and confirming its authenticity, the altar master nodded slightly, then looked at Chen Shi.

"You have passed the test. From now on, you are a member of the Fufeng Society."

As he spoke, he took out a token from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Chen Shi knew that this was the identification document for members of the Fufeng Society; after all, he had another one on him.

Picking up the token to examine it, it was quite similar to the other one, except that this one had the character "雅" (elegant) on the back, with the fifth grade marked next to it.

"What does this mean?"

Chen Shi pointed to the sign and asked a question directly.

"The Fufeng Society is divided into three departments: Wind, Elegance, and Praise. In other words, from now on, you will be a member of the Elegance Department. Wind, Elegance, and Praise each have their own duties, and the Elegance Department's duty is sabotage and assassination."

The forum leader began to explain, his tone calm and without any fluctuation.

Why was I assigned to the Ya tribe?

Chen Shi, of course, knew about the three categories of Feng, Ya, and Song, and frowned as he asked another question.

The altar master glanced at the severed head on the table, a slight smile seemingly appearing on his lips.

"The three tasks you completed before joining were both a test of your loyalty and a assessment of your abilities. You chose assassination for all three tasks; where else could you be assigned but to the Ya tribe?"

"..."

Chen Shi was speechless for a moment, then turned to look at Li Qinghan.

She should have known about the key point all along, but she didn't warn me beforehand.

Beneath the mask, Li Qing sneered. She made the choice herself; how could she be blamed?

Chen Shi frowned, looked away, and realized that this was indeed the case.

"As for the fifth rank, that is your level in the Fufeng Association. To advance to the fourth rank, you need to obtain the eighth-grade cultivation level and one hundred points."

The altar master spoke again, too lazy to explain in detail, glanced at Li Qinghan beside him, and said a word.

"If you have any further questions, Zhuyeqing will answer them for you."

Bamboo Leaf Green was Li Qinghan's code name in the Fufeng Society.

Chen Shi nodded, letting out a soft hum in his heart.

One hundred points is quite a requirement. Keep in mind, the three assassination missions he completed previously only earned him a total of six or seven points.

However, he joined the association only to complete Gu Tingshu's mission and had no intention of improving his rank, so there's no need to worry about it.

"Now that you've joined the Fufeng Society, adopt a code name."

"...Red Scorpion".

Chen Shi hesitated for a moment, then uttered two words.

The altar master nodded slightly and wrote the words "Red Scorpion" on the last page of the list.

Thus, Chen Shi was considered to have successfully joined the society.

The altar master then waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.

Just like last time, Chen Shi and Li Qinghan returned the way they came.

"Oh, right."

After leaving the divination hall, Chen Shi looked at the token in his hand and turned to Li Qinghan beside him, unable to contain his curiosity.

Why did you join the Fufeng Association?

Everyone who joins the Fufeng Society must have a reason.

Take Chen Shi for example. The first time, it was to continue his cultivation, and this time it was to complete the task assigned by Gu Tingshu.

The vast majority of people wanted to get something from Fufeng Association.

Money, status, women, martial arts, or even revenge—Fufeng Society can fulfill the desires of most people.

This is why the Fufeng Association is able to recruit so many members.

But as the First Lady of the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion, what couldn't Li Qinghan have? Why should she belittle herself and join the Fufeng Society?

Chen Shi had been puzzled for a while, and this time he couldn't help but ask.

"None of your business."

Li Qing snorted coldly, ignored Chen Shi, and turned to leave.

Chen Shi pursed his lips; Li Qinghan was indeed not going to tell him.

But it doesn't matter, since it was just a momentary curiosity.

Looking at the token in his hand again, Chen Shi smiled slightly and quickly left.

The next day.

In the master's study, Chen Shi presented the token.

Chief Steward Jin took it and handed it to Gu Tingshu.

Gu Tingshu took it in his hand, looked at it, sneered, snorted, put it on the table, and looked at Chen Shi.

"You are indeed very capable, infiltrating the Fufeng Society in such a short time. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't even have found a trace of the Fufeng Society."

"I dare not deceive you, sir. I actually had contact with people from the Fufeng Society before."

Chen Shi knew that Gu Tingshu was suspicious of him, after all, he had used too little time.

Fortunately, he had already come up with a reason.

"A few months ago, I had just been promoted to head of the medicinal herb purchasing department when a batch of herbs was stolen by a group of bandits outside the city. To retrieve the herbs, I joined the government troops in storming the mountain stronghold, where we encountered members of the Fufeng Society..."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Shi repeated the lie he had prepared.

"What a coincidence!"

After listening to Chen Shi's explanation, Gu Tingshu looked at Chen Shi with suspicion.

According to Chen Shi, he didn't know about the Fufeng Society at the time. He only learned that the person was a member of the Fufeng Society when he heard him mention it a few days ago.

Afterwards, they went to the government prison, interrogated the chief of the stronghold, obtained clues, found Zhu Yeqing, a member of the Fufeng Society from that day, and then joined the Fufeng Society through Zhu Yeqing's introduction.

While it's reasonable, it's a bit too coincidental.

Chen Shi didn't speak, but he secretly chuckled to himself. There was an even more coincidence: Zhu Yeqing was none other than Gu Tingshu's bedmate.

"Um."

After a moment's thought, Gu Tingshu nodded.

Whether that's true or not, he'll find out by sending someone to interrogate the chieftain; he figured Chen Shi wouldn't fabricate such a clumsy lie.

Chen Shi's expression remained unchanged. He had naturally thought of this as well, so he did interrogate the chieftain and obtained some clues.

"Tell me what you've discovered."

"Yes."

Then, Chen Shi recounted in detail the divination hall, the codes, mechanisms, secret rooms, the mysterious altar master, and the various rules and regulations of the Fufeng Society.

"These scoundrels are indeed cunning!"

Gu Tingshu let out a cold snort, his face dark and brooding.

Chen Shi already knew some of the things he said about the torture of the assassin.

This confirmation further reinforces the belief that Chen Shi was not lying.

After a slight pause, Gu Tingshu continued.

"You will temporarily infiltrate the Fufeng Society and gather intelligence as much as possible. If there are any developments, report to me immediately."

"Yes."

Chen Shi responded, paused slightly, and then spoke.

"So, may I go to Yongqiu Mountain to cultivate next?"