Blind Spot
Chapter 426 - 389 Madness 3_2

Chapter 426: 389 Madness 3_2

He sat down on the stone bench next to Li Chengyi.

"All that is still far away from you, just focus on practicing martial arts at home, so you won’t have to recover from serious injuries so often in the future," he said.

"If that red-eye disease is so fierce, why doesn’t it come to town to kill people? Why does it only appear in the wilderness?" Li Chengyi voiced his own confusion. "Isn’t it true that the Blood Guard hasn’t shown up either?"

"Because of the Town General ah." Wang Yifeng laughed, "The Town General usually doesn’t intervene, but in critical moments, even a Blood Body can be withstood."

"The Town General is that formidable..." A flicker of surprise crossed Li Chengyi’s mind.

He wanted to ask more.

Suddenly, a constable rushed into the courtyard in haste, dressed in dark red and stepping on black boots, but without a hat and lacking the white trim on his clothes.

"Arrest officer! The Town Guard wants you to come over immediately!"

"Got it, do you know what it’s about?" Wang Yifeng casually asked, standing up.

"It’s about the three inspectors from the Iron Gate Broad Saber... They didn’t return when it was time to change shifts... The Town Guard sent people to investigate and found that where the three did their patrol there was a large amount of blood..." the constable reported gravely.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yifeng’s expression turned serious.

In terms of strength, he was only slightly better than these three inspectors, and if he were to face all three in a fight, he would undoubtedly lose.

Yet such a trio had suddenly vanished together in the wilderness?

"Let’s go!"

He stood up and left.

After taking a few steps, he turned back to look at Li Chengyi.

"You better practice martial arts and recuperate at home, and don’t you dare go out. Do you hear me!?"

"I got it."

Li Chengyi nodded.

"I’ll have the second brother watch over you later," Wang Yifeng left the words behind and quickly left with the constable toward the Town Guard Mansion.

Li Chengyi sat back down, lost in thought.

’This place actually has martial arts techniques... I wonder how they compare to Combat Technique in terms of power.’

He remembered that his predecessor had only learned some basic punches and kicks and hadn’t even started on the family’s Pine Deer Blade Technique.

In his memory, when his father Wang Yifeng practiced the saber technique at home, he could occasionally produce a strand of saber qi.

This was a lot stronger than the Combat Technique from Yi Country.

There, the main focus was on Gene Medicine and various scientific instruments in combination, monitoring and pushing the human body to its limits.

Here, it seemed to be a completely different path.

With this in mind, Li Chengyi steadied his heart.

Since he had come to this place, he might as well learn the local special techniques first.

Previously, in the City of the Death Angels, he had gained great benefits because of this.

After tasting the sweetness, he was not planning to let it go this time either.

He moved around in the yard.

He got up and strolled around at leisure.

The ground’s black soil was the same as the outside world, with no difference.

The air temperature was around twenty-three or twenty-four degrees, not too cold or hot. The humidity was probably around sixty or seventy percent, comfortable.

The only issue was the wind, which was quite strong, blowing through the surrounding gaps and producing a whistling sound from somewhere, rather frightening.

After making a round in the yard, Li Chengyi walked to the edge of the courtyard wall and touched it, then pressed against it.

The wall had a granular feel to it, ash-black in color, and its surface was rough, unsmoothed. It seemed to be mixed with quite a few white hard substances inside, the material of which was unknown.

A few centipedes crawled slowly in the corner of the wall.

Li Chengyi pinched one’s head with one hand and picked it up for a closer examination.

’So this is a centipede, but... its size seems a bit too large...’

The dark red centipede, as thick as two fingers side by side, he had only seen in the laboratory in his previous life, never in the wild.

After dropping the bug and checking the environment, Li Chengyi walked out of the yard into a larger square garden.

To his left was the main house, where Wang Yifeng and his wife’s reception hall, study, bedroom, and other places were located.

On his right was the exit gate.

Straight ahead was the dwelling of his second elder sister, Wang Yiheng, and his eldest brother, Wang Yijue.

The two small courtyards were next to each other, and from here, his second sister, Wang Yiheng, was seen holding a watering can, tending to plants.

Flowers!?

Li Chengyi’s mind stirred, and he looked carefully.

Indeed, there was a type of small flower with purple edges and white centers planted in his second sister’s courtyard.

Each bloom had five petals, both the center and the edges were pure white, and the petals themselves rich purple, extremely vivid and contrasting.

From a distance, it gave off a refreshing and pleasant feeling.

’That is... false forsythia...’ Li Chengyi didn’t expect to see a familiar flower even here.

This alleviated the vague worry in his heart considerably.

As long as there were familiar flowers, he might be able to further complete the collection of his Flower Language Technique and then obtain a new main flower.

"Second sister," he strode over. "Are you tending to the flowerbed?"

"Hmm, little brother, are you feeling any better?" Wang Yiheng was a bit distracted.

But seeing Li Chengyi approach briskly and looking spirited cheered her up a bit.

"Much better, just still a bit weak from the loss of blood," Li Chengyi replied. "Where’s big brother?"

"He... as always, is still at the old house, shutting himself in and practicing martial arts like mad," Wang Yiheng sighed.

"What on earth is big brother thinking?" Li Chengyi frowned as fragments of memories resurfaced in his mind.

Wang Yichen’s eldest brother, Wang Yijue, appeared to be madly dedicated to practicing a martial art known as the Blood Fury Technique.

Once mastered, this technique could grant one immense strength under the stimulus of life-or-death situations and intense emotions.

Wang Yijue wanted to achieve this, but unfortunately, after five years, he still had not succeeded.

"He’s almost gone mad. Last night, when I returned from my task, father and mother went to see him, told him your situation, yet he didn’t open the door. Father hit him twice right there, still no use, he won’t give up even if it kills him," Wang Yiheng shook her head.

She looked at her brother, speaking softly.

"The town is in a state of panic now; if it weren’t even more dangerous outside, I’m afraid half the people would have run away. I’m not scolding you, but after this, you really should focus and practice martial arts with father and us, so that if anything unforeseen happens one day..." She didn’t finish, but the implication was clear.

"Yes... I nearly lost my life this time, and I have realized that I should indeed practice martial arts seriously...," Li Chengyi said.

"You’ve realized it? Will you be persistent this time?" Wang Yiheng raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, this time I definitely will!" Li Chengyi nodded earnestly.

He was merging with this body, gradually making it his own. With his own state at the peak of the Shanchong Dragon Realm, the Radiance Field to constantly heal wounds and restore vigor, the various amplifications from the Seven Spirit Holy Technique and Floral Dress with the Floral Bead,

And finally, the enhancement from the Shadow Dragon Bloodline.

With such physical capabilities, practicing the martial arts of this place would certainly be effortless.

Once he had some basics down, he would be able to blend in with everyone and together probe the various anomalies here.

The key point was that only by integrating himself here would he be able to investigate the situation of the Illusory Color Dragon and that God Limit Heart Technique from various channels... was it really what he had thought it was?

If so, how precisely did it connect with the reality he knew?