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"I never expected they would arrange for me to assassinate the noble at this time..."

In the silent forest, only Sun Zhengqiu's voice, shaky and speaking in a slow and stiff manner, echoed as he recounted what he had seen and heard within Hidden Dragon.

He had a very vague memory of his life before the age of three, only remembering that his family was not small.

After turning three, he was trafficked to the Hidden Dragon Organization.

Then he and other children who entered Hidden Dragon for various reasons lived every day as if they were in a living hell.

They had almost no time to rest, practicing various forms of cultivation from dawn to midnight.

To quote Sun Zhengqiu himself: "Those instructors wearing bronze masks simply didn't care whether we lived or died."

At first, children who failed to complete their cultivation tasks would just be left hungry.

After a few such instances, these children would be brutally beaten by the instructors.

And if they dared to repeat their mistakes after being beaten...

Sun Zhengqiu would then find that they had disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed within the Hidden Dragon Organization.

"It was not until I was seven that a Daoist came, observed our talents using the Qi Observation Technique, and then selected me as a 'Hidden Dragon seedling' to be taken into the Sect."

"It was then that I obtained my current identity, a new name, and place of origin."

"And a codename—Lonely Wolf."

Daoist, Qi Observation Technique, Hidden Dragon seedling, codename?

It was after being initiated into Grand Void Sect that Chen Yi learned that in the Xingwu Academy, the Ancient Tao had used the Qi Observation Technique to probe their talents.

He also knew that the Qi Observation Technique was unique to the Taoist sects.

With this in mind, the Daoist mentioned by Sun Zhengqiu must be real.

Thinking this, Chen Yi asked, "Do you know the exact identity of that Daoist?"

"That Daoist wore a silver mask on his face, so I am not clear about his identity, only remember his gaze..."

Sun Zhengqiu recalled the moment and answered truthfully: "It was very indifferent, the murderous aura on him too, somewhat indeed."

Although he wanted to say that the Daoist's murderous aura at the time was very intense, thinking of Young Master Chen's substantial killing intent just a moment ago.

He suddenly felt that the Daoist was not really so frightening.

What he couldn't understand, however, was how Young Marquis managed to cultivate such terrifying killing intent.

Chen Yi, unaware of what Sun Zhengqiu was thinking, continued to inquire: "'Hidden Dragon seedling'—apart from the Grand Void Sect, are there those who have been initiated into other Sects?"

"To the best of my knowledge, several Taoist, Buddhist, and even Confucian Academies have 'Hidden Dragon seedlings' who have joined their ranks."

"However, we all follow the orders from above, and the 'Hidden Dragon seedlings' have no contact with each other."

At this point, Sun Zhengqiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Even if we met, I'm afraid I would not be able to confirm their current identities."

"I see."

Chen Yi nodded thoughtfully.

From Sun Zhengqiu's narration, he had a relatively clear understanding of this "Hidden Dragon".

First, 'Hidden Dragon seedlings' use fake identities to join various Sects and cultivate Martial Arts.

They do not have contact with each other,

Above them, there should be relatively core members within "Hidden Dragon," responsible for issuing them missions.

Perhaps these members are the same group as those instructors wearing bronze masks.

Then there's the Daoist wearing the silver mask.

This indicates that within the Hidden Dragon Organization, there is a strict hierarchical structure.

Through this segmentation, the risk of exposing their identities can be greatly reduced.

Could such a secretive organization with very detailed and comprehensive rules, in existence for over five years, be secretly established by Zhou Tiance?

Chen Yi frowned slightly.

If that were the case, then he would have to reevaluate Duke Jingye.

"My lord,"

At this moment, Sun Zhengqiu's stiff limbs recovered slightly, he knelt on one knee with hands clasped in a fist, and said with a serious expression, "What this subordinate has just said is nothing but the truth, I hope my lord can fulfill my request!"

Chen Yi calmly asked, "By serving me, aren't you afraid of being hunted down by 'Hidden Dragon'?"

"My subordinate believes you will certainly wipe out the 'Hidden Dragon.' I am willing to provide the service due to a dog or horse!" Sun Zhengqiu bowed his head without any hesitation and replied.

He was very well aware that in this world, Martial Arts reign supreme.

Power and influence, as great as they may be, are not greater than a fist.

A person who is so young yet possesses such terrifying Sword Dao achievements will surely be the one with the hardest fist in the future.

And what he needed to do was to firmly grasp the opportunity and become one of his followers!

Chen Yi gazed at him, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the sword hilt of the Spring Rain Sword.

After contemplating for a moment, he looked at the two corpses on the ground, then turned and walked up the mountain.

"This matter is left to you, as a test from me."

"If people from the Martial Arts Hall don't trace this to me after three days, then you have passed the test."

Sun Zhengqiu's face lit up with joy, and he knelt down again.

"Thank you, my lord!"

After the surroundings returned to calm, Sun Zhengqiu stood up, glanced in the direction of the peak of Sword Edge Mountain, then lowered his head to look at the weapon of the Martial Arts Hall disciple.

"Thank you."

Only Sun Zhengqiu knew how sincere his gratitude was for this disciple from the Martial Arts Hall, who was also a 'Hidden Dragon seed.'

Without this "companion" offering himself, that terrifying Young Marquis would never agree to his request.

Nor would he have had the chance to seek revenge against the 'Hidden Dragon!'

After contemplating for a while, Sun Zhengqiu took the Martial Arts Hall disciple's weapon and inflicted two wounds upon himself.

"Since you have already helped me once, you wouldn't mind helping me out with one more little thing, would you?"

"Not speaking means you've agreed."

With these words, Sun Zhengqiu, carrying his injured body and lifting the two corpses, stumbled away.

Once he had gone far, Chen Yi emerged from behind the tree, chuckled, and returned to the peak.

Sun Zhengqiu was quite a smart man.

Although a bit lacking in strength, he was enough to be a useful subordinate.

...

Over half a month had passed, and Chen Yi's days at the Grand Void Sect remained as usual.

Half of the day was spent teaching Sword Dao to people like Hua Youxiang, and the other half on cultivating Basic Skills.

Aside from the first two days when Fang Wentai had an accident and several disciples from the Martial Arts Hall came to inquire, no one visited thereafter.

Chen Yi didn't ask Sun Zhengqiu how he resolved the matter, only confirmed that the man could be used by him.

He also didn't rush to have Sun Zhengqiu start investigating the 'Hidden Dragon' or whether the 'Hidden Dragon' had any connections with Duke Jingye Zhou Tiance.

Firstly, to avoid startling the snake and wasting his subordinate Sun Zhengqiu.

Secondly, in the short term, it was not convenient for them to leave the mountain. There would be enough time to make a move when the opportunity was ripe.

At the very least, through this event, Chen Yi had come to understand a few things.

Since Zhou Tiance and the 'Hidden Dragon' were both hiding very deeply, he would not make a move unless necessary, but when he did, he would uproot them completely.

Only then could he rid himself of his deep-seated hatred!

Another ten or so days passed until the approach of the Lantern Festival, and Chen Yi finally perfected his Basic Skills.

[Name: Chen Yi]

[Age: 33]

[Cultivation: Nayuan Realm (Lower Stage)]

[Talent: Late Bloomer—The older the bone age, the faster the cultivation speed.]

[Basic Skills: Perfected—From a trickle to a river, shaping a great cause.]

[Sword Dao: Great Success—A hundred years of battle, where Sword Intent reaches ultimate purity. With one strike, myriads of bones wither!]

[Rebellion Point: 5/100]

"With this, I am now in a position to ask Senior Sister Ning Ning to instruct me on the Sword Edge Mountain Cultivation Technique inheritance."

Chen Yi looked at Ning Xue, who was practicing her sword dance in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face.

Although his pace was slower than Lin Xueru, Du Yanqing, and others who had perfected their Basic Skills two months ago, he believed that, with age, his talent of 'Late Bloomer' would surely allow him to catch up from behind.

"Let's wait until we've celebrated the Lantern Festival with the kids before pursuing this..."