Chapter 158: The Nine Yin Cut-off Veins

In Henan Province, cities such as Dengfeng, Zhengzhou, Kaifeng, and Luoyang were home to many gang forces and smaller organizations, all eyeing Happy, who ranked 36th on the wealth list. With the spread of “Secrets of the Jianghu,” more and more people became interested.
But on this day…
Happy’s net worth soared from 1,000 taels to 3,000 taels in just a short time. Each detection cost three times as much as usual, resulting in huge losses over time! Many smaller forces chose to give up.
Only some medium to large organizations and unions that had already invested heavily continued their pursuit. These people had mostly arrived near the outskirts of Luoyang City, planning to encircle Happy from all sides to catch him like a fish in a jar!
Yet…
As groups of people rushed out of Luoyang on horseback, they heard many players talking about the Blue-Clothed Swordsman, which further inspired them. But when they arrived at the battlefield that Happy had cleared, it was already deserted, with only a crowd of onlookers discussing the events enthusiastically.
Not far away, there was also a large group of well-dressed riders, clearly belonging to a strong union. Strangely, after a man wearing a tall crown spoke, the group lost interest and quickly dispersed into smaller groups, retreating in all directions…
“Another one giving up? Hey, great!”
Just as they finished speaking, a homing pigeon flew in from afar. The group’s eyes lit up!
The leader caught the pigeon but was shocked—there were no expected location or coordinate details, only a simple four-word command: “Mission canceled.”
One after another, those who arrived here received homing pigeons…
Without exception, they all received the same command.
Some received slightly more detailed messages: the fortune-tellers claimed they couldn’t determine Happy’s location, refused to take payment, and even refused to discuss anything related to him.
If the fortune-tellers in one city were like this, and those in two cities were the same, then all the I Ching experts were the same…
Happy disappeared from everyone’s sight!
…
“Snap!”
A pair of antlers, one upright and one inverted, landed on the Bagua disk. The middle-aged man in a loose robe glanced at the Tianji Inkstone—still no sign of activity. His brows furrowed slightly.

Gently picking up the pair of uniquely crafted antlers, he clasped his hands together and, using esoteric techniques, threw them onto the Bagua disk. With a crisp sound, “snap,” they ended up in opposite positions once again. This time, two lines of text appeared on the Tianji Inkstone: “Kill Yin Ye!” “Bloodshed fills the sky; the Star of Death descends to cover the sun and moon” (Heavenly secrets must not be revealed!). Upon seeing the text on the Tianji Inkstone, the middle-aged man’s expression grew even more solemn. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Do one’s best and leave the rest to fate.” He put away the antlers and the Bagua disk, slowly stood up, and headed toward the door. Outside was a simple and serene courtyard filled with numerous flowers, plants, and trees, brimming with vitality. From a side building, melodious sounds of zither and flute drifted out, creating an otherworldly atmosphere. Yet, from a small pavilion in the courtyard, occasional discordant noises could be heard… Snap! “Damn it! Try again!” Snap! “I just won’t believe it!” Inside the pavilion, a girl dressed in all-white was earnestly struggling with the Bagua disk and antlers in her hands, throwing them over and over—always ending up in opposite positions, in a truly mysterious manner. Then, unwilling to give up, she bit her lip and continued throwing them, stubbornly endearing. The middle-aged man smiled silently. “Fengling.” “Master!” Fengling trembled like a startled deer, quickly sat up, stuck out her little tongue, and frantically tried to cover the antlers and Bagua disk with a book. “Still hiding them?” the middle-aged man drawled. Hearing his voice, Fengling, like a child caught in the act by a teacher, immediately stopped moving, lowering her head so only half of her pink neck was visible, leaving the middle-aged man speechless. “What virtue,” he said angrily as he entered the pavilion. He glanced at the book but didn’t even bother to look at the antlers and Bagua disk on the table, shaking his head and sighing, “I’ve told you before—your comprehension is insufficient, and your level of esoteric knowledge is low. It’s not appropriate to waste time on divination now… Sharpening the axe doesn’t delay chopping wood; just finish reading your books properly.” “But…” Fengling raised her head to speak but met the middle-aged man’s calm gaze. “Just focus on studying. Although my ‘Jianghu Secrets’ doesn’t earn much money, it can help you boost your comprehension to 100 and easily reach the level of an esoteric master.” “But Master, your own comprehension isn’t even that high…” Fengling lowered her head, biting her lip, speaking softly in a mixture of gratitude and helplessness. The middle-aged man smiled indifferently:

“You don’t need to worry about that. With the ‘Heavenly Secret Inkstone’ in hand, even without that title, I can stand firm in the martial world! But you have the rare ‘Nine Yin Absolute Vein’ condition—ordinary cultivation methods won’t work for you. You can only succeed in finding a master once your comprehension reaches over 100. I really hope to see you learn from a great master and excel through mastering extraordinary skills someday…”
This person was none other than the extraordinary figure who had suddenly appeared—“The All-Knowing Man of the Martial World”!
Yet from his words, it seemed that the mischievous girl in the pavilion had some special condition related to the Nine Yin Absolute Vein. If this became public, it would surely be a big news story.
With that, The All-Knowing Man of the Martial World picked up the antler and the Bagua disk from the table and said to her, “Focus on your studies.”
“Oh.”
Feng Ling wasn’t very enthusiastic. She picked up the book listlessly and skimmed through it, as if forcing information into her mind. Soon, the sound of her reading could be heard beside her.
After standing by quietly for a while, The All-Knowing Man of the Martial World left, clearly satisfied.
In fact, studying wasn’t easy either—especially in a game. Although one could gradually increase comprehension by spending enough money to buy more books, more books were needed as time went on.
Moreover, while others were freely roaming the martial world, enjoying the thrill of battles, she was stuck reading in a room. While others grew stronger, she remained weak—the disparity was beyond what most people could bear…
Due to the constraints of the Nine Yin Absolute Vein, practicing any martial arts wouldn’t enhance her internal energy. Even though Feng Ling was a girl, over time, she often thought about deleting her account and starting over!
If it weren’t for The All-Knowing Man of the Martial World, who recognized her potential and provided substantial support at the beginning, she might have already changed her identity and started anew, instead of continuing to bear the burden of her special condition and slowly improving her comprehension at great expense.
But… thanks to The All-Knowing Man of the Martial World’s keen insight and support, Feng Ling no longer thought about deleting her account. With the money she earned from “Martial World Secrets,” her comprehension improved rapidly these past few days. Although she was still some distance from 100 points, her progress was much faster. Full of confidence, she believed she could reach 100 comprehension in just a few months, allowing her to seek out great masters and master extraordinary skills.
“You will surely have your place in the future martial world!”

Returning to the room, the moment he closed the door, Bai Xiaosheng stared at the pure white figure at the entrance, which matched his memories perfectly, his expression filled with nostalgia and determination, before closing the door a few seconds later.