Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 82: Spiritual Vision and Depression (Thanks to the leader ’珈百璃是也’ for the reward)

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Spiritual Vision and Depression (Thanks to the leader ’珈百璃是也’ for the reward)

On the official road, Lin Xing rode side by side with Jing Shiyu.

Two days had passed, and under Jing Shiyu’s hands-on teaching, Lin Xing now looked proper on the horse.

At that moment, Lin Xing was consulting Jing Shiyu about Taoist techniques.

The techniques required for inheriting the Sword Hero legacy comprised four levels of mastery, but Lin Xing still couldn’t gather the skills needed for the final upgrade.

Traveling with Jing Shiyu, he accordingly sought advice from this young Holy Daughter of the Heavenly Will Sect.

"Do you want to learn a skill like spiritual sight, Heavenly Eye, or Dharma Eye?" she asked.

Jing Shiyu thought for a moment and said, "These three skills are among the best scouting techniques in Taoism, and not just any sect possesses them."

"However, the Heavenly Will Sect does have the Heavenly Eye and Dharma Eye. But to pass them directly to you would be against the rules, and I fear it might harm you."

Bai Yiyi’s inner voice immediately appeared in Lin Xing’s mind, "See, Lin Xing, this Evil Woman from a heretical sect wants to seduce you into joining the Heavenly Will Sect. Not like how I teach you without asking for anything in return. Whatever you want to learn, I am willing to teach."

Followed by Jing Shiyu who added, "But, eight years ago, I did obtain a method for practicing spiritual sight from a wandering Daoist, and I still remember it."

Irritated, Bai Yiyi transmitted her thoughts to Lin Xing, "She just wants to teach you bad things, and something from eight years ago—who knows if she remembers it incorrectly."

Lin Xing, somewhat curiously, asked, "A secret from eight years ago...can you still recite it now?"

Jing Shiyu sighed, "I’ve always had a bit of a memory issue since I was young—I can’t forget anything I’ve seen."

"This woman is showing off!" thought Bai Yiyi, reminded of how previously Lin Xing had asked her things she didn’t know or remember, a strong sense of dissatisfaction surged within her.

Yet, Lin Xing jubilantly said, "That’s great, can you recite that scripture to me?"

Jing Shiyu then recalled how she had nearly died trying to kill that wandering Daoist years ago.

Spiritual sight was considered a closely-guarded secret among many sects, not to be imparted to anyone but True Disciples.

Even if she herself hadn’t mastered it, holding such a skill was always a valuable bargaining chip.

Had it been someone else requesting a skill so directly, she would never have agreed to share it without something in return, not even with her own disciples.

But Lin Xing...remembering what he had done for her and seeing his expectant eyes, she found herself relenting yet again.

Jing Shiyu helplessly shook her head, "Well then, listen carefully..."

...

A day later, on a mountain path.

Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu were riding together.

A day went by, and under Jing Shiyu’s oral instruction, Lin Xing had memorized the method to cultivate spiritual sight.

Luckily, knowing his memory was faulty, he had packed paper and pen in his bag beforehand, and thus he had recorded the method of cultivating spiritual sight without fear of forgetting it.

This new acquisition of spiritual sight and Sword Heart Sympathy from the Purple Sun Temple, combined with the already mastered Object Manipulation Skill, meant Lin Xing had now acquired all the skills required for the Sword Hero legacy. He felt immense gratitude towards Jing Shiyu beside him, believing becoming her disciple eventually seemed plausible.

At that moment, Jing Shiyu pointed at the mountain ranges ahead, "This is Yellow Dragon Mountain. We have now traveled from Dongya Prefecture to the territory of He Xi Mansion. Two or three more days of forwarding, and we’ll reach the residence of that recluse."

Since entering He Xi Mansion’s territory, Lin Xing noticed this place was even more desolate than Dongya Prefecture.

Along the way, he saw many long-abandoned villages and fields, as if the inhabitants had all fled to escape disasters.

The roads were increasingly lined with wandering refugees in droves, their frail figures, confused and despairing gazes, and corpses by the roadside made for an oppressing sight.

Bandits appeared more frequently, and in just the past few days, Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu had encountered four groups.

At that moment, facing Lin Xing’s curiosity, Jing Shiyu explained, "The strongest power in He Xi Mansion is currently called the Wuding Army, and its leader is known as the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, Zhao Tianlong."

"The Wuding Army is backed by one of the nine major factions, the Divine Dragon Gang, and Zhao Tianlong himself is the direct disciple of the Divine Dragon Gang Leader."

"Over the past few years, the Wuding Army has been at war with the New Ocean Army to the southeast, which has left He Xi Mansion increasingly impoverished."

Lin Xing then asked, "What is the relationship between the Wuding Army and Commander Zhang? Are they all managed by that what, administrative office?"

Jing Shiyu smiled and shook her head, "It’s not that simple. Officially, the provincial administrative offices oversee the livelihood and military affairs of their provinces. But how could they easily control the local warlords?"

"These warlords superficially hold official positions, but behind them lies a tangled web of powerful individuals, gangs, sects, and even high-ranking central officials."

"The warlords fight among themselves for territory, and it’s happened more than once that a city’s allegiances switch hands several times within a few days."

"The people in the administrative offices are mostly happy to watch them fight among themselves and deplete each other."

"These past few years, He Xi Mansion’s Wuding Army has been busy fighting with the New Ocean Army from the southeast, barely maintaining peace with Zhang Tiande..."

During these past few days, besides learning spiritual viewing techniques, Lin Xing had been asking Jing Shiyu various questions, deepening his understanding of the current state of affairs in the Mirror World.

Just then, a group of bandits wielding clubs and pitchforks suddenly rushed out on the mountain path ahead, blocking their way.

Lin Xing looked back and sure enough, saw bandits jumping out on the trail behind them, encircling him and Jing Shiyu.

One bandit laughed loudly, "Heh heh, pretty boy, leave behind all your valuables if you want to keep your miserable life."

Another man was leering non-stop at Jing Shiyu and the Puppet Girl, licking his lips and saying, "Leave these two little chicks too!"

The leading bandit then said, "Why not keep the pretty boy too? Then we can take turns with him."

"What the leader says makes perfect sense, let’s just keep them all."

The group of bandits burst into laughter.

Feeling the lecherous gazes of the bandits, Jing Shiyu’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a faint murderous intent began to emanate from her.

Watching this unfold, Lin Xing said, "You’re still injured, let me handle this."

He gently pulled out four transparent rulers from his backpack.

Having returned from the present world, Lin Xing had also replenished his equipment, such as bringing ten rulers with him.

At that moment, four flashes of light shot up to the sky, accompanied by bursts of thunder, and flew toward the bandits, one after the other.

In an instant, screams filled the air as each bandit’s knees were shattered, dropping them onto the mountain path.

Seeing this terrifying scene, some of the remaining bandits kneeled and begged for mercy, while others turned to run, but they couldn’t escape the fate of having their knees shattered.

Looking at the bandits lying and screaming on the ground, Lin Xing said, "That’s enough, let’s go."

Jing Shiyu smiled and nodded, and together with Lin Xing, they rode away.

However, no sooner had they left the scene than Jing Shiyu’s right hand began to tighten slightly.

She thought to herself, "My disciple is still too kind-hearted. What use is there in keeping such scum?"

Recalling the repugnant gazes of those bandits, Jing Shiyu lightly clenched her right hand, and an invisible spiritual force swept fiercely behind them.

Out of their sight, the bandits, their knees broken and completely immobilized, lay despairingly on the mountain path, unsure of what to do.

If nothing unexpected happened, they might either starve to death or be attacked by wild beasts, or even killed by other displaced people or bandits.

But in the next moment, an invisible force locked onto their heads. Before they could scream, all the bandits’ heads were crushed, and their lives were extinguished.