True Solution of the Sword Dao
Chapter 161 - 155 Dong Yaofei 1

Chapter 161: Chapter 155 Dong Yaofei 1

In the teacher’s family district of Ping City No. 1 Middle School, at Lin You’s home.

At night, the faint chirping of crickets could be heard outside. Occasionally, there were also the tender sounds of children playing catch. From the unit above, the sound of someone practicing the electronic keyboard drifted down.

The living room was brightly lit, and the television was on, broadcasting the weather forecast from Central Television. A female host in a white blazer pointed at a national weather map, using a metal rod to indicate various points.

If it had been a normal time, Lin You might have focused on the television. But now was different.

Her family had recently opened another branch, and her parents had started to get busy with the company registration. Lin Jianguo had big plans; he was determined to grow his chain bookstore into a large-scale book city. However, it was still in the early foundational stages, and it was just a plan so far. But there were far more things to be busy with. After showing concern for their son’s college entrance examination, the couple threw themselves into all sorts of tasks. That meant they were often not at home—including right now.

Lin You had been sitting on the sofa, watching the weather forecast, and was about to start going over the school lessons she had fallen behind on. Even though she had been drawn into the vortex of the Inner World, she still hadn’t given up on her studies, which was the only thing that could still make her feel calm and peaceful. Every time she concentrated on studying, she felt as if she returned to the time before her powers had awakened—it was monotonous and dull, yet peaceful and happy. It was a kind of faint warmth and nostalgia.

Unexpectedly, before she could start studying, Chris showed up, leading to the current situation.

Lin You sat on the sofa, looking at Chris sitting across from her. Chris sat on the sofa, looking at Lin You sitting across from her. The two stared at each other.

Outside the living room, a black cat passed by.....

"You’re saying you want to live with me?" Lin You asked again.

Chris nodded her head. She had changed into a clean, black dress and sat on the sofa with a proper and elegant posture, looking very much like a noble lady.

"Why?" Lin You asked, puzzled.

"Xylan, is not here," Chris replied sparingly.

Lin You couldn’t help but scratch her head, "But this is my home! My parents, my brother, none of them know! What do you expect me to do... how am I supposed to handle this?"

Chris looked at her calmly.

"Second Stage Transformation, exchange," she said.

"Second Stage Transformation? What is that?" Lin You was startled.

Outside the living room. A black cat passed by again....

"It will make you stronger," Chris said expressionlessly, a classic ’three-no’ girl.

"Stronger?" Lin You was taken aback, and her fist clenched quietly.

"Exchange?" Chris asked again.

Outside the living room, a black cat passed by yet again...

Veins bulged on Lin You’s forehead.

"Enough with the cat already!!"

A minute later, Feil was squatting on the coffee table in the living room with a big bump on his head.

"Spit it out, what do you want? I’m busy," he said.

"I don’t want to drag my family into this. You should know that," she said in a low voice.

"Well then, we can rent a house next to yours," said the bracelet, Babanoya.

"That’s not a problem, but what’s this Second Stage Transformation?" Lin You looked at Chris, who sat quietly without speaking.

Feil nodded his cat head, "Since you’ve already heard of the Second Stage Transformation, let me explain it to you. The so-called Second Stage Transformation is a stronger battle form developed from the foundation of our previous contract. As for why it’s called transformation, it’s because the first form is only a bracelet, whereas the second form involves more extensive equipment. For example, Chris’s gear is the costume you saw earlier that looked like a cosplay. That is a special protective suit created by the Energy Scepter."

"However, with your current level, you’re far from wearing the Second Stage form. You’ll need to train hard," the aged voice of Babanoya came from Chris’s bracelet.

"How much Combat Power will the Second Stage Transformation increase?" Lin You asked curiously.

"Increase? Not really. It just provides additional defense and equipment, allowing for more tactical versatility, but the actual Combat Power depends on the user. There’s no shortcut to becoming powerful overnight," Feil said bluntly, shattering Lin You’s expectations.

"If the Second Stage Transformation is something everyone has, why do I need to exchange it with her?" Lin You asked again.

"You think it’s that easy? As Contractors, we cannot offer you much help; only Chris, who is also a Contracted, can give you the necessary insights."

"Whether to exchange is up to you, but I think it’s better if you agree," Feil said gravely, "As fellow Energy Scepter Contractors, we must unite as one. We can have Chris stay in a rented house nearby. That way, he can respond quickly in the event of an enemy attack. I have a rough idea of where West Lan has gone. Our time is running out."

Lin You’s gaze darkened, as though reminded of the Night Demon squad that had died for her not long ago.

"We have no other choice, Lin You," Feil said calmly.

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Dongning Hotel

Inside a spacious hall of the building.

Moonlight slanted in through the side windows, casting its glow on the mirror-like marble floor.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The clear sound of footsteps echoed continuously in the space.

Lin Fei, with one hand in his pocket, turned his face to look out the window at the flowing traffic. His tall figure seemed all the more frigid under the moonlight.

Not far in front of him, a strong man was bent over and kneeling on the ground, his face pale and veins bulging, indicating a degree of pain that nearly left him unable to groan.

Behind the man, the handsome man from earlier was now completely ecstatic with excitement.

"I’ve finally found him! This is a true swordsmanship master as the legends described!!"

"Why did Zhang Minghui bring me up to you?" Lin Fei asked softly.

As a fellow swordsmanship master, Zhang Minghui was not like those ordinary Chinese Martial Arts Masters; he was truly an Inner World master who had grasped the essence of momentum, and his strength was entirely accumulated through actual swordsmanship. Unlike Lin Fei, who had to rely on inheritance from the Secret Tome to break through his limits.

Lin Fei did not feel any good intentions from Zhang Minghui’s inexplicable attention, yet he also did not sense any ill will.

The first time the two had met was when accompanying Xu Ke to a banquet at a restaurant, where they saw Zhang Minghui passing by in a vehicle.

The second time was when Lin You was being picked up on that night and they suddenly encountered Zhang Minghui. He had asked Lin Fei back then, why he drew his sword?

"I’ve always been looking for the swordsmanship master that I most admire, the one who is most suitable for me. To think he could defeat Uncle Yan! To think..." The handsome man fell deeper into his frenzy, his face showing not a hint of fear.

Suddenly, the man bent over and deeply bowed to Lin Fei.

"Please, you must become my swordsmanship mentor!!"

Lin Fei was startled and took a moment to respond. He didn’t know why Zhang Minghui had recommended him and for what reason, but he could guess that the man before him held a very high status, otherwise, he wouldn’t be accompanied by such high-level bodyguards. The strong man who had been defeated just now had almost reached D-level standards, but he lacked the aura of momentum, which meant he relied purely on experience and physicality to get close to that level, placing him near D-level standards. Such a person would be at the top level among Special Forces Soldiers in the military.

"If you were there, those damn..." The handsome man was grinding his teeth. "This is not the place to speak, please come with me to a different location."

Lin Fei nodded. In Ping City, everything was under his control; he could mobilize a large force at any moment, and with his own speed, he was not afraid of any encirclement or ambush. Since it was Zhang Minghui who had sent him, given Minghui’s status as the future heir of the Brilliance Group—a famous national conglomerate—the caliber of people he associated with would naturally not be low. The background of the man before him certainly wouldn’t be simple.

The man referred to as Uncle Yan seemed to have recovered significantly, slowly rising from the ground, picking up the fallen throwing knife, and his eyes became focused, no longer meeting Lin Fei’s gaze head-on. This was an acknowledgment of Lin Fei’s strength.

As they moved, Lin Fei rapidly analyzed all possible scenarios in his mind, deriving the other party’s intentions from the slight cues given.

Especially when he arrived at the hotel’s basement, all his speculations were fully confirmed.

The basement was spacious, more fitting to be called an underground plaza.

At the elevator entrance, a sparse group of people stood around. There was a variety of attire, ranging from white-collar workers, office staff, laborers, to hoodlums, vagabonds, and students. Their ages also varied, with the oldest being in their seventies to eighties and the youngest being teenagers. Although their clothes were different, everyone there shared a similar trait: all of them emitted a dangerous aura to some extent.

The handsome man walked in front, and upon exiting the elevator, all eyes instantly focused on him.

"Young Master Dong Yaofei, since you’ve gathered us here, what is it about?" a stout man with a stocky frame called out loudly.

Only then did Lin Fei, who was standing behind him, learn the name of this handsome young man. As for the stout man, Lin Fei could clearly sense that he was no weakling—he must at least be a high-level professional. Considering that F-level is the lowest and its peak combat power equates to the firepower of a top Special Forces Soldier with a gun, reaching such a level without firearms speaks to a strength that surpasses that of Special Forces Soldiers.

As the stout man spoke up, the others also began to voice their questions.

"Young Master Dong, since we have accepted your invitation, we certainly won’t go back on our word. Now that you’ve summoned us at this time, could it be that another master has joined?" An old man with snow-white hair spoke up, leaning on a cane. He seemed to command respect among the group; when he spoke, the others voluntarily quieted down.

Dong Yaofei gestured with his hands, "Everyone, please calm down. I’m sure you all have noticed the person behind me by now. He is one of the new masters I’ve invited today." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)