Chapter 122 Infiltration
Million Sword Hall.
Inside the hall were Qing Yang Zi and Zhao Qing Ying, seated next to each other.
Qing Yang Zi was stroking his beard while Zhao Qing Ying was tapping on the table, bored out of his mind.
A moment later, Zhao Ming Ye came in.
His robe had bloodstains on it, and he didn't even change into a new one before coming over to report.
He clasped his hands and bowed to both of them.
"Anything useful?" Qing Yang Zi asked.
Zhao Ming Ye nodded, looked around, and hesitated to speak as there were some menial disciples nearby.
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Raising his hand, Qing Yang Zi emitted a white glow that engulfed himself, Zhao Qing Ying, and Zhao Ming Ye.
"You can speak freely now. No one can hear anything from outside."
"I gathered from Lu Di's memories that they are planning something that has to do with the Emperor's Concubine.
"They have spies in many sects and even the imperial court.
"I have the list of names for the spies in Qing Feng Sect." Zhao Ming Ye stepped forward and passed an envelope to Qing Yang Zi. "Should I get rid of them?"
"Don't rattle them. Monitor these spies closely and let the other sects know who the spies in their sects are," Qing Yang Zi said as he read the list of names.
"As for the Emperor's Concubine, where is Tan Kun now?" Qing Yang Zi asked.
"Tan Kun is away at the imperial palace, tending to the Emperor's Concubine," Zhao Ming Ye replied.
Qing Yang Zi had a bad feeling when he heard this.
Most likely, Tan Kun was involved in the plan.
"Just let me go and cut him into pieces," Zhao Qing Ying couldn't stand it and said.
"Are you forgetting that the Tan Family Head is the Northern General now?
"If he turns against us publicly, the Emperor might not be on our side.
"The Emperor needs him to secure the north from the demonic beasts and barbarians."
Zhao Qing Ying raised his hand, wanting to speak, but kept quiet and lowered his hand again.
He knew Qing Yang Zi was right.
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"What do you suggest then?" Zhao Qing Ying asked.
"They have a contact point we might be able to exploit. Best if we could send someone to infiltrate them," Zhao Ming Ye said.
Qing Yang Zi nodded. Hun Yen Kun, with his shape-shifting mask, was a great candidate for that.
"We will have to do that and be on the alert. Whatever may come might be from the Emperor next," Qing Yang Zi said.
He was worried that the Emperor's Concubine might influence the Emperor to turn against Qing Feng Sect.
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Physique Peak.
After Lin Fan broke through to the Foundation Establishment Level, he went over every day to learn the techniques of physique cultivation.
Sun Hai was generous and taught everything he knew.
Right now, in front of Lin Fan was a huge wok with a mixture of sand and some other herbs inside.
He had to place his hands into the sand while it was heated up.
When the heat was too much, he had to pull out his hands and strike a steel block beside him.
Lin Fan did this repeatedly as Sun Hai watched in awe beside him.
Sun Hai had expected Lin Fan to cry out in pain, as it was excruciatingly tough to endure when the sand burned through the skin.
But Lin Fan did it as if it was nothing.
His beast abilities enabled him to surpass others at the same level.
Still, the cultivation helped.
He could feel his skin, flesh, and bones getting tougher as he did so.
Even without activating his Primordial Earth Bastion.
"Senior martial brother, am I doing all right?" Lin Fan asked as he realized Sun Hai hadn't commented much on his performance.
"You… You are doing all right, but you could be much better," Sun Hai replied.
Lin Fan nodded. He knew that meant he was well ahead of others.
"Now try and see how far you can strike into the steel block," Sun Hai said.
The steel block was made of a special material, and the Physique Peak disciples used it to gauge how tough their hands were.
As Sun Hai watched Lin Fan plunge his whole arm into the steel block, his jaw dropped.
Never had anyone been able to do it after such a short time.
Sun Hai could only get his hand halfway in, up to his knuckles.
Nothing like what Lin Fan just did.
"Hmm. Not bad. That's all for now. Clean up and rest for the day," Sun Hai said, trying very hard to contain his astonishment.
"When you are done, go to the Mission Hall and update your cultivation level. The missions allocated to you shall be of higher difficulty since you are at Foundation Establishment Level now."
"Yes, senior martial brother."
After the cultivation was over, Lin Fan went to the Mission Hall as instructed.
But before that, he went to Sword Peak.
He hadn't seen Ho Ming in a while, and he was interested in knowing Ho Ming's progress.
The Thunderous Exploding Sword Technique might be something to behold if Ho Ming mastered it.
"Lin Fan!" Ho Ming ran over to Lin Fan when he saw him.
"How is your progress with the Thunderous Exploding Sword Technique?" Lin Fan asked.
"It's not going well. I have only mastered one of the strokes. My dad would be breathing down my neck if he knew," Ho Ming shrugged as he spoke.
Lin Fan shook his head.
It seemed like Ho Ming was still living under Ho Fu's constant pressure.
"You're doing great. I've got two strokes to familiarize since my Qi wasn't sufficient enough. Now that I'm at the Foundation Establishment Level, I should be able to do that now."
"Foundation Establishment Level? That's great news!" Ho Ming was happy for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's learning speed was unmatched, much faster than everyone else's.
Both of them went over to the Mission Hall after that.
Lin Fan didn't waste time and went up to the disciple at the counter.
"I'm here to update my cultivation level," Lin Fan said.
"Update your level?" The counter disciple wasn't sure he heard correctly.
He remembered Lin Fan had only joined Qing Feng Sect recently.
How could it be that he had already broken through to the next level?
"Yes, senior martial brother Sun Hai asked me to do so," Lin Fan said.
"Hmm…" The disciple at the counter wanted to ask Lin Fan to prove it to him, but he saw someone holding a fan enter the Mission Hall.
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