Lin Xing searched the firewood shed and found nothing, so he moved to the nearby earth house, only to discover that it was also empty, without even a single hair left behind.
Helplessly shaking his head, Lin Xing asked, "Miss Bai, are you familiar with this place? Which way should I go if I want to take you home?"
Bai Yiyi was slightly taken aback by the question, not expecting it to be the first thing he asked.
"This madman is quite true to his word."
Just as Bai Yiyi was about to say something, she fell silent for a moment and finally sighed, "No matter where this place is, it won't be close to my home. Given your current abilities... the journey back would be too dangerous."
"It would be better if you seize the time to practice more skills and strive to understand the legacy sooner. In this chaotic world, only by understanding the legacy will you have the means to protect yourself."
Lin Xing asked, "I remember two legacies in my mind now, one called 'soldier' and the other called 'Daoist Child'. Is 'Daoist Child' perhaps more powerful?"
Bai Yiyi immediately objected, "You are young and strong, of course, you should aim to be a 'soldier', mastering deadly Martial Arts to protect yourself in this chaotic world."
"As for the 'Daoist Child's legacy', although I haven't practiced it, I've seen old monks and Taoists train, and it seems quite simple; it's neither capable of fighting nor very useful."
Lin Xing frowned slightly. Although Bai Yiyi's words made sense, the part of his memories he had regained deemed 'Daoist Child' to be more powerful.
Bai Yiyi continued to persuade, "I know the secrets to mastering the 'soldier', just follow my guidance in training. With your talent, you could understand the legacy in just one or two months."
Reflecting on his regained memories, Lin Xing insisted, "Miss Bai, I still choose 'Daoist Child'."
Bai Yiyi was both angry and anxious, "A legacy cannot be changed, why would you waste your great talent on 'Daoist Child'?"
Meanwhile, Lin Xing began to recall in his mind the requirements for understanding the 'Daoist Child' legacy.
"You need to master three skills: two levels of boxing, two levels of meditation, and one level of talisman."
"There are methods for practicing meditation and talisman in these memories."
"But I have no idea about the boxing."
Lin Xing had never really learned any Martial Arts boxing techniques in his more than ten years of life, and he had not had the chance to learn in the last two days since acquiring the skills.
So, he placed his hope on Bai Yiyi, "Miss Bai, do you know any boxing? Could you teach me?"
Bai Yiyi laughed heartily, proudly saying, "You should listen to me, follow the 'soldier' legacy. Come on, I know lots of boxing techniques, what kind do you want to learn?"
Seeing Bai Yiyi misunderstood, Lin Xing thought about it but decided not to explain for now, focusing instead just on learning boxing.
Lin Xing asked, "Do you have something simple, easy to learn, and practical?"
Bai Yiyi responded, "Then start with Taiqing Long Fist, it's a very common boxing technique."
Lin Xing asked in confusion, "Common?"
Bai Yiyi chuckled, "Hehe, a common technique proves it has stood the test of time, it's robust and useful. Enough talk, start practicing as I teach you…"
As soon as Bai Yiyi began teaching the boxing techniques, she transformed into an entirely different person, much stricter than usual, perhaps ten times stricter.
Especially since she saw Lin Xing's potential, she was enthusiastic and full of anticipation while teaching him boxing.
She circled Lin Xing endlessly, constantly swinging her little cat plushie arms, directing Lin Xing's movements.
But Lin Xing's performance... was a huge disappointment to her.
Taiqing Long Fist was said to be a form of fist technique, but it also included the most basic steps, hand movements, elbow techniques, and throwing techniques among others; it was a holistic basic combat system, much more solid and comprehensive than the scythe technique Lin Xing had previously self-trained.
At this moment, Lin Xing was just like the most amateur beginner, each move and form had to be explained several times by Bai Yiyi before he could barely grasp them.
He felt that the Taiqing Long Fist seemed similar to the long fist techniques he had seen online, but it included many more practices related to actual combat, not merely a set of routines.
"You used to learn so fast," Bai Yiyi said incomprehensibly, "how come now you're even slower than the slowest apprentice I've ever had?"
Lin Xing knew he had never shown any talent for Martial Arts, and could only awkwardly explain, "I was killed over and over by that old man, repeatedly reversing time and relearning until I mastered the scythe technique."
Watching Lin Xing's clumsy performance, and recalling how fast he had learned while fighting before, Bai Yiyi also began to half-doubt, "Could he really reverse time? But how… How is that possible?"
After another half-hour of practice, seeing Lin Xing's still slow progress, Bai Yiyi gave up her original expectations.
"You're too slow, learning this way is too slow."
The scene before her starkly contrasted with her earlier expectations, making her unable to help but express disappointment, "At this rate, just to learn the first level of Taiqing Long Fist would take months? And how much longer for you to understand the legacy of soldiers and sustain your own protection?"
However, Lin Xing was not affected by her disappointment, and continued to practice the fist technique diligently, showing no signs of slack.
Just then, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard, followed by the creaking sound of the gate opening, and a young girl appeared in front of them.
Seeing Lin Xing in the courtyard, the young girl was startled, "Who are you? Why are you at my house?"
Lin Xing, surprised, asked, "This is your house?"
Seeing the young girl nod, he further asked, "Did an old man die here a couple of days ago?"
The girl replied, "That was my grandfather! Do you know who killed him?"
Faced with the relative of the deceased, Lin Xing was also somewhat embarrassed, not knowing what to say, and noticing the empty yard he asked, "Have you moved out?"
"My father has gone missing and my grandfather died. We couldn't pay the God's money, so our things were taken away."
As the young girl spoke, she sized up Lin Xing, who was still wearing the blue and white hospital garb with a cat doll head on the collar, looking completely out of place.
Suddenly, she asked, "Are you a member of the Demon People?"
Lin Xing helplessly explained, "I am a good person."
The young girl, "A good person? What's that?"
Just as Lin Xing was about to explain, a man pushed the gate open and walked into the courtyard, immediately reaching for the young girl.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Xing reached out to stop him, but then heard Bai Yiyi's warning in his mind, "Don't."
The next moment, Lin Xing felt a pain in his wrist, already tightly gripped by the man.
He tried to resist, but realized the man's strength far surpassed his, and after a few moves, he was thrown to the ground.
The assailant gave him a cold look, his murderous intent sweeping in, making Lin Xing's pores tighten all over.
"Young man, don't meddle in other people's business."