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"Bashan City is controlled by three families. There's no need to mention the Ye family in the south; I know them well. Zhao Qiang, the City Lord Bai family, how are they?" Lin Qian stepped forward, reached out, and helped the two up at the same time, asking.
"The Bai family shows no abnormalities, just as Senior Brother Bai guaranteed, and I received more information from Senior Brother Bai's father," the Wanxiang Sect disciple on the left responded.
Lin Qian raised an eyebrow, showing interest in Zhao Qiang's answer. "What information? Let's hear it."
Seeing Lin Qian speak, Zhao Qiang quickly responded, "The depths of Bashan City to the west, the Li family in the north of the city, have been entering the mountains rather frequently. To avoid alerting the enemy, the Bai family dares not act rashly."
"Dare not act rashly? It's time to act. Bai Ren should be back tomorrow, right? Let him investigate," Lin Qian punched Zhao Qiang in the chest, suggesting, "Intercept Bai Ren outside the city tomorrow. Tell him not to rush back into the city. Investigate the situation in Bashan first; return two days later."
Having instructed Zhao Qiang, Lin Qian turned to the Wanxiang Sect disciple, the former's brother, Zhao Jian. "How do you feel about the Li family in the north?"
Zhao Jian furrowed his brows and shook his head. "It feels off. They seem respectful to us on the surface but are actually quite casual, unlike Ye Nanxin, who is very cautious."
Bang!
As soon as Zhao Jian finished speaking, a leg shadow flew straight toward his abdomen. With a heavy blow, he was sent flying.
Zhao Jian, who was kicked away by Lin Qian, somersaulted three times in midair before landing on one knee, clutching his abdomen in semi-kneeling position.
"Wow!" Zhao Jian opened his mouth wide, spitting out dark, foul-smelling clotted blood.
"You dare to directly call your senior brother's future father-in-law's name? From now on, you must call him Uncle Ye!" Lin Qian retracted his leg and glared at Zhao Jian, who was slowly getting up, saying irritably, "How many times have I told you not to be impatient in cultivation? Such internal injuries can be deadly when breaking through."
Zhao Jian wiped the blood from his mouth and grinned at Lin Qian. "Isn't Senior Brother Lin here to help solve them?"
"What the heck are you smiling at? If you don't listen next time, I'll stomp you to death!" As he spoke, Lin Qian tossed the storage bag Ye Nanxin gave him to Zhao Qiang.
Zhao Qiang reached out to catch the storage bag and, upon probing inside, clicked his tongue in surprise. "Quite plentiful, is this a gift from Senior Brother?"
"Don't even think about it. My future father-in-law wants me to give this to you to curry favor, hoping to get that special quota. Find an excuse to return it to him." Lin Qian said this while already walking toward the courtyard gate. "Be reliable in your work, and don't let him suspect anything."
With those words, Lin Qian's figure disappeared around the corner of the courtyard gate.
"How are you, still in pain?" After Lin Qian left, Zhao Qiang turned to his brother with concern.
Zhao Jian gave a wry smile to his older brother. "Of course it hurts. What strength does Brother Lin possess? How can I withstand a casual kick? But I'm happy the internal injuries are gone."
"As long as you're okay. Stabilize your state and complete the tasks Senior Brother assigned."
"During this period, I've seen the true faces of everyone in Bashan City. Brother, I'm curious, if they knew the person they thought was a useless fool is actually an Inspector, what would they think?"
"Hmm, I'm curious too."
After leaving the courtyard, Lin Qian arrived at the neighboring one, the residence arranged by his future father-in-law, Ye Nanxin.
Closing the courtyard gate, Lin Qian felt a sense of longing as he looked at the familiar scenery in front of him.
His soul came from a planet called Earth and was reborn into this world.
In his past life, Lin Qian was congenitally disabled and could not walk. However, he unexpectedly received a huge inheritance as an orphan.
With no particular hobbies, he became addicted to a realistic virtual national war game and naturally became a Huaxia Coin warrior, successfully dominating the server with his massive inheritance!
As a result, the virtual helmet suddenly overheated, and Lin Qian couldn't escape the game. Suddenly fainting, he woke up to find himself becoming a newborn baby, reborn into this world.
It was called the Soul Martial Continent!
In this continent, martial arts were practiced by drawing nature's spiritual energy into the body and refining it into Soul Power. Born with a Martial Soul, one becomes a Soul Martial Artist.
From birth, Lin Qian lived with this life's parents at the Ye family.
His parents were friends with Ye Nanxin, and he grew up with their daughter, Ye Xin, becoming childhood sweethearts and betrothed as children.
However, at age six, during the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony, Lin Qian was discovered to have no Martial Soul fluctuations and was labeled as a waste.
At age ten, his parents in this life left the Ye family, never to return, in order to solve his Martial Soul problem.
The Ye family looked down on Lin Qian, except Ye Nanxin remained as before, with Ye Xin quietly by his side.
At age twelve, the Ye family said Lin Qian left without saying goodbye, but they didn't know he was taken.
It took Lin Qian three years to escape from that nightmare place and join the Wanxiang Sect.
During those three years, Lin Qian, who was harmless to humans and animals, learned a lot and fully adapted to this power-driven world.
After four years away, looking at the familiar courtyard, remembering the past, Lin Qian's eyes reddened a bit.
In his previous life, he was an orphan. After being reborn in this world, he finally had family, and Lin Qian truly enjoyed that feeling, incomparable to the immense inheritance of his previous life.
"For so long, where on earth have father and mother gone, why is there no news at all?" This time upon returning, Lin Qian thought he would find news of his parents.
However, after asking Ye Nanxin, he was told his parents sent no news back at all.
Staring at the familiar courtyard in front of him, scenes of familial bliss with his parents from this life seemed to appear before his eyes. Clenching his fists, Lin Qian vowed, "Things are different now. Father, Mother, I will surely find you both and make you incredibly proud of me!"
Without a Martial Soul, cultivation was impossible. Yet four years ago, when Lin Qian was captured and brought to that nightmare place, his Martial Soul mysteriously awakened, giving him the confidence to survive.
Moreover, his Martial Soul was extraordinarily bizarre and unique.
In this world, a Martial Artist's Martial Soul comes in many forms, but it cannot escape one principle: it must be a weapon!
A Soul Martial Artist's Martial Soul is definitely a blade or weapon.
But Lin Qian's Martial Soul was a pure white vortex, continuously generating pure nature's spiritual energy, frantically washing over his body, making his physical form frighteningly strong within the same realm.
Additionally, this vortex Martial Soul had a storage function and would occasionally expel items familiar to Lin Qian yet impossible to appear.
For example, things that could be consumed to speed up cultivation.
However, these consumable items that could enhance cultivation speed were not pills from this world.
Instead, they were experience potions used by players in the virtual national war game he dominated in his past life.
Yes, they were experience potions!
To this day, Lin Qian still didn't understand why his Martial Soul would produce potions from the virtual national war game of his previous life!
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