Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction

"You need me to join the high ranks of the Qu Xiang Sect?"

Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

What exactly is Xi Yuanrong's identity? Joining the high ranks of the Qu Xiang Sect, what does it have to do with me? Why does it have to be me going?

"Why?"

Lin Yuan's eyes flickered momentarily, then he stared into Xi Yuanrong's eyes, standing his ground firmly.

Xi Yuanrong looked at Lin Yuan's gaze, recalling that moment in the past. Back then, she seemed to have lost to this person's resoluteness.

Thinking of this, Xi Yuanrong put down the tea cup and softly said, "You are cleaner than me."

"Cleaner?"

Lin Yuan hesitated.

"Correct." Xi Yuanrong nodded and continued, "Even if my identity is perfectly disguised, once I truly enter the higher ranks, suspicion will arise. It is very likely to be excluded from the core circle."

Saying this, Xi Yuanrong's gaze fell on Lin Yuan, smiling, "But you're different, much cleaner than I am."

"The Qu Xiang Sect only trusts those who rise from the lower ranks. And you, everything about you, comes from a remote village step by step, everything is traceable. If you show enough talent, you can gain their trust."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's heart trembled fiercely.

"After I enter the high ranks, what do I need to do?"

He originally thought that this woman just wanted to secure some position within the Qu Xiang Sect but didn't expect she had other motives.

But in such a situation, he, this small fry, absolutely cannot get involved.

He had occasionally perused the records of the Qu Xiang Sect. This sect seemed to be much deeper than the Fire Crow Sect. Unless absolutely necessary, he sincerely didn't want to interfere too much.

Wouldn't it be better to quietly cultivate and improve? Why live every day with a suspended heart?

"It's inconvenient to answer you now; when the time is right, I will naturally tell you."

Xi Yuanrong shook her head, not answering.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan fell silent.

And Xi Yuanrong also looked at the man in front of her, giving him time to think.

For a moment, in the room, only the bubbling sound of boiling tea water on the furnace could be heard.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, eventually shaking his head, "Sorry, I can't do it."

After careful consideration, the risk of rashly joining the Qu Xiang Sect was too great, and he really didn't want to be part of it.

With the help of the Nine Chapters, he only needed to proceed step by step, analyzing quietly, so why waste time and effort in the Qu Xiang Sect, where a slight misstep could lead to death?

Lin Yuan knew very well that he didn't have the talent for being a double agent.

After speaking, Lin Yuan took a sip of his tea and drank it all.

"Don't you really want to?"

Xi Yuanrong's voice carried a bit of coldness, her calm eyes slightly lowered.

Lin Yuan replied firmly, "I don't want to!"

"If you do not agree, perhaps you won't leave this room today!"

Xi Yuanrong's voice turned cold, and the aura from her body pressed down on Lin Yuan, causing the surrounding air to gradually solidify.

"If you want to kill, then kill. Why torment like this? I, Lin, have lived to this day without ever bending my knee."

Feeling the pressure on himself, Lin Yuan chuckled, "If you can't stand my head, feel free to take it. But to have complete control over my mind, sorry, you'd have to kill me!"

Seeing Lin Yuan like this, Xi Yuanrong sighed inwardly, "This guy is still as stubborn."

Shaking her head, Xi Yuanrong withdrew her aura. A smile flitted across her sallow face as she looked at the person before her, relaxed, "No, you will agree!"

The pressure eased, and Lin Yuan was quite puzzled, "What is in this gourd?"

Clang!

A crisp sword hum suddenly rang out.

A three-foot blue blade instantly pointed at Lin Yuan's throat.

"Hmm?"

Lin Yuan's brows furrowed instantly.

"Are you going to kill me?" Lin Yuan sneered, "Go ahead. If I ever shrink back even a little, my name isn't Lin Yuan."

Xi Yuanrong slightly shook her head and said calmly, "Do you recognize this sword?"

"Sword?"

Lin Yuan slightly lowered his head, looking at the three-foot blue blade.

He saw the complex patterns on it stirring up the deepest memories in his mind.

This sword, isn't it the one that mysterious woman held when I traveled here back then?

"Do you still recognize it?" Xi Yuanrong slightly smiled.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan took a deep look at this woman.

"Miss, I didn't expect you to appear here."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan finally understood this woman's identity.

The pill she gave back then truly gave him the opportunity to soar. If it weren't for that, he'd probably have overgrown grass on his grave by now.

Seeing the other party retrieve the long sword again, Lin Yuan slightly shook his head, "I once promised you that as long as you sought something, Lin Yuan would never back down."

"Those words still hold, I, Lin Yuan, mean what I say."

"Joining the high ranks of the Qu Xiang Sect is naturally no issue."

Seeing Lin Yuan's attitude change drastically, Xi Yuanrong found it amusing.

Lin Yuan, this man, is indeed stubborn. Judging by some situations, he is all about soft persuasion, not hard coercion. Truly pushing him would only make his head harder than iron.

"You don't need to worry; after you join the higher ranks, I only want to understand the reasons within. You don't need to take any action. I'll arrange everything else."

"Alright!" Lin Yuan nodded.

"My urgent advice for you to quickly raise your reputation aims to get you into the Qu Xiang Sect's sight, becoming a seed of the Qu Xiang Sect," Xi Yuanrong explained again.

She took a sip of tea, seeming to remember something, "By the way, what is your current strength? Are you confident in surpassing the young generation of several surrounding cities?"

"The young generation?" Lin Yuan slightly shook his head.

"Indeed." Xi Yuanrong, assuming Lin Yuan had little confidence, sighed, "You've been cultivating for too short a time, and aiming for the top of the young generation lacks a bit of foundation."

"But the new seeds for the Qu Xiang Sect need to be selected again. If you don't speed up, you will miss this opportunity for nothing."

"Hehe."

Lin Yuan chuckled softly.

At this moment, after understanding her identity, Lin Yuan completely trusted her. He had an innate, unconditional trust in this woman. Apart from the Nine Chapters, he could reveal everything about himself.

"What?" Xi Yuanrong looked at Lin Yuan's face, a bit puzzled.

"The young generation poses no challenge to me,"

Lin Yuan slightly shook his head, "In the Spiritual Source Realm alone, I've already killed no less than two dozen."

"The young generation, perhaps only the true disciples of those sects, are my target."

"??"

Just moments ago, Xi Yuanrong was sighing over the scarcity of opportunities. But seeing Lin Yuan say this now, she widened her eyes, looking at Lin Yuan in disbelief.

"Truly?"

"Could it be false?"

Lin Yuan chuckled again, "By the way, I have another nickname, quite famous within the Demon Sect."

"What is it?"

"Old Devil Crane! That's me!"

With a rush, Xi Yuanrong stood up, looking down at Lin Yuan. She wanted to see through everything about him thoroughly.

"Oh?" Lin Yuan spread his hands.

Looking at Lin Yuan in this manner, Xi Yuanrong remained speechless for a long time.

Lin Yuan chuckled softly.

What's the matter, my miraculous senior sister?

Has my humble Aperture Vein Realm self given you a little shock?