Master of Kaidan
Chapter 181: The Flame People Emphasize Promises Over Partings

Chapter 181: Chapter 181: The Flame People Emphasize Promises Over Partings

Although Feng Xue had achieved preliminary contact with the officials of Yan Country, she did not expect to immediately become the source of Martial Arts.

Not to mention whether Yan Country was willing to create a Kaidan, even if the upper echelons of Yan Country were crazy enough to immediately call for nationwide promotion, it would probably take a lot of time to truly consolidate the story.

After all, Libra and the source of Martial Arts are completely different types of Kaidan. Although reluctant to admit it, the spread of Libra itself is built on "tragedy." It is precisely because there is injustice in the Mortal World that people longing for fairness look forward to the existence of Libra. And it is their intense hope and desire that are the core elements that trigger this Kaidan.

Even so, without the boost from the Olympic Games, it would likely take several years of fermentation and accumulation for Libra to truly consolidate its story.

However, the core of the Martial Arts Source Kaidan does not involve intense conflicts like injustice and justice; instead of passionate reforms, Feng Xue hoped it could integrate into Yan Country silently and gradually make Martial Arts Training and Qi Cultivation a part of everyone’s daily life in Yan Country, as routine as brushing teeth and washing faces every morning.

The time required for this was obviously not a matter of a day or two, or even a year or two.

This was also the reason Feng Xue meticulously selected three Secret Manuals.

She provided the officials with "Golden Bell Shield Twelve Layers," "Sunflower Acupoint Hand," and "Big Clumsy Hand," not only because these three Martial Arts had low training thresholds, but their characteristics suited promotion in Yan Country.

According to Feng Xue’s idea, if the officials truly intended to popularize Martial Arts, then the first choice would inevitably be Defense, or say, Cross Training Cultivation Techniques.

After all, Yan Country was a place where bullet-proof vests could be bought easily, but firearms were not permitted. Compared to deadly Martial Arts that could easily incite unrest, a technique that could enhance the citizens’ capacity to withstand risks was more likely to make the officials resolute.

Secondly, the integrated nature of medicine and cultivation in Golden Bell Shield also favored promotion. The officials could start by popularizing Golden Bell Shield in the military and police departments, teaching Body Refinement and Qi circulation, while reserving the medicinal formulas, and providing auxiliary medicines uniformly. In this way, even if the technique leaked, the cultivation speed among the public would still be lower than the official rate.

Next came "Sunflower Acupoint Hand" and "Big Clumsy Hand," two practical Martial Arts. "Sunflower Acupoint Hand," comparable to military grappling techniques, could more easily and conveniently control targets but was also restrained to a certain extent by the Golden Bell Shield, significantly reducing official concern.

The powerfully demanding "Big Clumsy Hand" required stringent physical conditions. Currently, in reality, meeting such criteria meant either possessing natural divine strength like lifting a cow single-handedly or having cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to a certain level, which created a safeguard against the leakage of Martial Arts secrets.

However, even though Feng Xue had shown as much goodwill as possible, the negative reputation accumulated by Infinite City could not be resolved in a day or two. Expanding influence would inevitably require a future visit to Yan Country.

The only problem was, her current self wasn’t confidence enough to stir things up in Yan Country.

Ultimately, she could stir things up in Victoria largely because of the Victoria officials’ deliberate inaction and the protection of Jessica, the daughter of a capitalist. If it were Yan Country, she might hardly sell a few Secret Manuals before being approached by the authorities.

Glancing at the calendar that had already reached the end of November, Feng Xue finally made up her mind and started packing various books procured by Jessica in wrapping cloth.

"Click..." Accompanied by a quiet sound, Jessica, carrying a fragrance of sweet grapefruit mixed with a hint of blood, walked into the living room. Seeing that Feng Xue wasn’t engrossed in reading like usual, she expressed her surprise:

"Not reading today?"

"Yeah, it’s time for me to go," Feng Xue nodded. Jessica, initially excited from the thrill of a successful assassination, suddenly stiffened, then as if realizing something, nervously asked:

"Are you going to Yan Country?"

"You’ve got the wrong idea; I’m just finished with my work and going home," Feng Xue shrugged, stuffing the lychee-sized wrapped books into her waist pouch, looking utterly indifferent.

Jessica heard "work" and couldn’t help squinting her eyes, and then realized,

"Is there a new ’Executioner Master’ already?"

"..." Feng Xue hadn’t reacted at that moment, but soon understood what Jessica was thinking and nodded,

"That’s right, Libra is now on the right track, and it’s time for me to return to where I belong."

"That... um, I mean... we..." Jessica wanted to say something but seemed unable to start. Feng Xue, seeing her struggle, removed a pen from her chest pocket and wrote an eleven-digit number on a sticky note—

"This is my phone number, although I’m not sure if it can get through after I go back, but if I do return..."

Before Feng Xue could finish, Jessica picked up her phone and dialed, and as the ringing came from Feng Xue’s pocket, she nodded in satisfaction.

Feng Xue took out his phone, saved Jessica’s number into his contact list, then stood up as if planning to leave.

However, a coin suddenly appeared before him.

"Just give it up, the value of a coin is not enough, no matter how many," Feng Xue shook his head, but Jessica smiled and said,

"Don’t worry, I didn’t plan to use a coin to make you stay. But don’t forget me, can we make that deal?"

"That feels like something I should be saying." Feng Xue took the coin, somewhat at a loss for words, then returned it to Jessica—

"Likewise, you can’t forget me either."

"Of course." Feeling the coin’s ownership returning to her hands, Jessica’s smile grew even more radiant, but Feng Xue did not like the atmosphere of farewells, and by the time she looked up again, he had already vanished from the room.

...

"I feel like I may have planted a flag." Walking through the streets after leaving Jessica’s villa, Feng Xue suddenly showed a self-mocking smile, but he clearly remembered that Jessica came from a Protestant family, so even if that flag really does rise, nothing will change. It might be better to maintain this ambiguous feeling for everyone’s sake.

This time, he had been in reality for almost a year. Feng Xue had long forgotten the location of the door he had entered through, but anyone who had passed through the door would have a kind of intrinsic sense, so there was no need to worry about not finding the door’s location.

The only concern would be if some unscrupulous person had sealed the door with cement or something.

However, Feng Xue wasn’t worried about encountering such an issue. After all, he had the incredibly sharp Holy Mother at hand; even if the door was sealed, just by cutting a "window" that reached the original position of the door, he would still be able to fulfill the requirements to pass through.

Compared to that, Feng Xue was more worried about being intercepted by the army...

But...

"Today, Bakerland is still as bustling with noise as ever..."