??Chapter 87: Chapter 81 Plan A
Chapter 87: Chapter 81 Plan A
Lin Fei once again cast her gaze toward the black card lying on the desk. According to Andrew, all one needed to do was to infuse their own aura, replacing the one inside, to assu the identity of the card’s previous owner and sever both parties’ entanglents.
This statent obviously had many loopholes. Imagine if anyone could simply do that: kill a mber of the Tower of Glory, replace the aura, and then they would not be chased, but they also wouldn’t heed any orders. If that were the case, wouldn’t the entire organization exist in na only?
Either there was an unknown force that made the new substitute either actively or passively wait for orders, or the statent itself was a trap.
However, no matter which possibility it was, Lin Fei was prepared to give it a try. Andrew’s sudden appearance had indicated that the other party indeed had a thod to track her anyti. If there was such a thod, there would be a second ti, a third ti. If they couldn’t kill her the first ti, what about the second or third? That was hard to say.
Blue hues suddenly flashed in her eyes, and a faint aura directly enveloped the grey card on the desk.
“Hiss…” A soft sound later, the card abruptly revealed specks of black light. These light points trembled incessantly, stubbornly clinging to the card, seemingly reluctant to leave. After a minute, the black points seed to gather their strength for one last struggle, brightly flashing and emitting a faint white light, pushing back the blue aura slightly. But lacking subsequent power, they were ultimately squeezed out of the card by the encompassing blue aura, dissipating into thin air. In an instant, a large number of blue light points swiftly attached themselves to the black card, eventually fading away into invisibility.
Lin Fei then withdrew the deploynt of her aura. Almost the instant her aura had latched onto the card, a flood of information that seed to be stored inside the card suddenly entered her mind. However, it was quickly blocked out by the Sword Dao True Solution.
Afterward, a faint black glow on the Sword Dao True Solution trembled slightly, and the flow of information was directly enveloped by the black light, as if being filtered. When the black light released the information flow once again, it erged in Lin Fei’s mind.
Contained within this information was everything regarding the regulations for mbers of the Tower of Glory’s rcenary Corps.
Upon seeing these regulations, Lin Fei understood why they were not worried about the loophole of mber substitution.
The system was actually very simple. The Tower of Glory was known as the Free rcenary Corps; in reality, relationships between mbers were very indifferent, not very close. The corps would release tasks, just like an assassin organization, and subordinates would take on missions, forming their own teams or working alone to complete them. If successful, the reward for the mission would be distributed; if they failed and died, no one would care—that was due to their own lack of ability. Thus, there were many affiliated rcenary groups and elite squads under it. For instance, the foreigners who had initially co to assassinate Lin You, whom Lin Fei had killed, were nearly ability-less, but they were skilled fighters on the brink of leveling up. They were part of a small organization affiliated with the Tower of Glory. Fire Snake had also established his own rcenary Corps following the sa model. The Tower of Glory was responsible for issuing missions, acting as an interdiary. Only when the lower ranks were completely incapable of completing a mission would the main mbers possibly take on the task personally.
The reason Lin Fei killing Fire Snake was rembered by the other party was also because Fire Snake and Yan Shi were brothers. After that, Andrew was sent because of the Energy Scepter’s retrieval. Added to that was Yan Shi’s uncle-nephew relationship with Auston, so they sent a person. But this was already the limit. A C-grade was already higher combat power and, as one regulation in the system stated, when a C-grade person taking part still couldn’t resolve the mission, that mission would be marked and remain posted within the organization indefinitely, with the higher-ups no longer concerned with it.
Which is to say, from the mont Lin Fei killed Andrew, the Tower of Glory would no longer dispatch forces against Lin Fei. They were just an interdiary organization, the relationships among mbers inside were not good, and with many factions, there was no reason to waste higher combat power on a minor task.
Therefore, what Andrew had said at the end was obviously a lie because only by killing him would the Tower of Glory cease the mission. But naturally, that was a reason he could not admit.
In other words, a target that even a C-grade couldn’t handle was already considered to have special treatnt. Even if Lin Fei ignored them, they would not take any action. An organization, especially one with a lengthy history, would not adhere to a die-hard policy. They would constantly adapt to certain reasons for the greater good; enemies might even beco friends. A stubborn fight to the death was foolish in the extre. Strength would eventually be consud, and it was best to have as few enemies as possible.
It was at this ti that Lin Fei truly breathed a sigh of relief. Although she had the Sword Dao True Solution, facing a vast unknown enemy was not sothing she wanted. After all, growth also required ti.
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Ti passed day by day in routine cultivation. Lin Fei spent every day with diligence, grasping all the ti to visualize patterns, and practicing the newly learned Tracing Shadow Sword Art every morning, noon, and evening. The sword techniques obtained through visualization were strange to her; they were simply basic sword forms such as thrusting, lifting, slashing—just a series of basic movents from the first form to the fifth, nothing odd or extraordinary like Yan Shi’s Sword Heart Chain. Although the sword forms were sowhat disappointing to Lin Fei, her faith in the Sword Dao True Solution was exceptionally strong. Where did the marks left by Yan Shi, which fused into the very root, originate from? Weren’t they from the Sword Dao True Solution?
With this thought in mind, she persisted in practicing these seemingly basic sword forms every day. anwhile, the core in her chest released a cooling aura bit by bit. Just like in the beginning, this aura not only accelerated the cultivation of her cultivation level, but the enhancent and transformation it had on her body were also evident.
Three months had swiftly passed, and winter break had smoothly arrived.
At the top floor of the Rainbow Hotel
The practice room, as spacious as a small basketball court, with black floors and white walls, was created by combining many rooms into one large space, resembling an indoor sports field. Outside the window, a hazy drizzle cast the world in a dim, pale light, while the soft yellow glow from the indoor ceiling lights offered warmth and tranquility.
“Clang!” The longsword ring clattered to the ground, its blade ringing crisply against the marble floor.
Lin Fei, with a gloomy expression, clutched her right hand, from which nurous dense blood points were beginning to seep. The trouble with the Tracing Shadow Sword Techniques was the excessive strain they placed on the wrist.
Awaiting dical staff hurried over to tend to her injury. “Chairwoman, this is the fourth ti you’ve been injured this week. You can’t keep doing this!” a male doctor in a white coat said earnestly. “Receiving four consecutive injuries in the sa spot, even with your strong recovery capabilities, could still likely lead to a permanent disability.”
Lin Fei nodded. “I understand, Dr. Lin.”
“For your wrist, I recomnd a complete week of rest before you continue sword practice. And that’s considering your recovery ability. If you were an ordinary person, the wrist would have been useless by now,” Dr. Lin said gravely, “I hope you’ll prioritize your own health above all else.”
“What’s the quickest ti fra?” Lin Fei asked.
“A week is already very quick.”
Lin Fei was silent for a mont before finally saying, “Alright then, today is the weekend, I’ll start resting at ho from tomorrow.”
“That would be best.”
Lin Fei looked towards the entrance of the practice room. A pure-looking woman with a cold deanor had been waiting for so ti. Dressed like a professional office woman in a black skirt suit, flesh-colored stockings, and high heels, her silver-frad glasses added an extra asure of earnest solemnity.
“Chen Chen, is it done?” Lin Fei asked indifferently.
The woman standing at the doorway was Chen Chen, the F-grade expert who had sought revenge by approaching Lin Fei. However, by now, she had completely joined Lin Fei’s ranks to work for her. With her family gone and only a younger sister in high school to take care of, there was no financial support after her parents’ death—only she could keep them afloat. She had thought about ending it all, but the debt of gratitude towards Lin Fei and her dependent sister demanded her full support. Tuition, living expenses—all fell on her shoulders, necessitating her continued work for the association. As for leaving Shueisha, that was basically impossible for any mber—unless they reached a certain level of strength.
Lin Fei had simply brought her over to serve as her personal secretary; Xiao Ling was the life assistant, while Chen Chen was responsible for implenting his plans.
“It’s done.” Chen Chen presented an identity docunt to Lin Fei, “The association is very familiar with this area, as we often need new identities.”
Lin Fei took it and looked it over; his photo on it was shy and refined, the kind that looked harmless at first glance. “There’s a signed docunt on my office desk. Take it to Wang Dong of the Rainbow Group, and have him allocate sufficient funds to my account. This will be the start-up capital, considered as an interest-free loan from the association for the ti being.”
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