When the decision surfaced in Chu Yin’s mind, his heart suddenly gave a sharp jolt.
It was as if… unconsciously, he was once again walking down the predetermined path, unable to change a single thing.
Chu Yin confirmed that he had entered this dream before.
The impression of “Baotang Wedding Ritual, followed by a tragic misfortune” was clearly etched in his mind.
Under normal circumstances, driven by a survival instinct, he would have been mentally prepared.
The Daliuren divination had even given a clear warning of misfortune.
Yet, unknowingly, he was still moving toward that direction.
The surrounding factors were invisibly pushing him forward, indifferent to his will.
“Sigh, no more overthinking for now. If the moment of the wedding ritual is the end of this dream, then I should just focus on cultivation.”
Hesitation, melancholy, doubt… all these distracting thoughts were only wasting his energy and lowering his cultivation efficiency.
Especially since he had already sold his shares in T Company, and with the Guild’s rapid acquisition, action was imminent.
If he didn’t quickly secure capital for negotiations, he would miss many opportunities!
Dreams could be replayed, but the actions of the supernatural Guild would not wait for him.
In the following month, Chu Yin’s daily schedule was extremely packed.
Nighttime was his shift.
He showed up punctually in Madam Chunhan’s study, sitting beside her at the desk, working late into the night on case files.
There was only so much he could handle.
Whenever his mind was drained and his eyes glazed over, Madam Chunhan would have him rest nearby.
Once he had recovered enough to converse, she would chat with him casually.
These late-night conversations were Madam Chunhan’s favorite part of the day.
The dull nights gained a spark of interest thanks to Chu Yin’s presence.
Her loneliness, which she had forced deep into her heart for many years until it became like a stubborn stone, was unknowingly loosened and gradually eased bit by bit by Chu Yin.
Sometimes, Madam Chunhan would wonder silently how long it would take her to adapt again if Chu Yin ever grew tired and refused to come at night.
When the night ended and the brief rest before dawn was over, Madam Chunhan would resume her daytime affairs, while Chu Yin began his daytime cultivation.
Using his intelligence advantage, he beat the Luo Shui City Constable to it, taking down various bandit targets ahead of them.
The official credit went to the constables, but all the spoils naturally went to Chu Yin.
Though his practical experience was limited, he could already wield the Flying Sword, making fights against petty thieves as easy as target practice.
The more special missions involved dealing with Zhuwai Demon.
But Chu Yin’s approach never changed—
Speed bumps? Tell my Flying Sword to take care of them!
With the spoils from these clean-up tasks, Chu Yin exchanged plenty of alchemical pills and Astrology and Divination Books at Luo Shui City’s trading firms.
The only regret was that these divination books were mostly incomplete fragments, with no full sets.
During this month, Chu Yin “minored” in Ziwei Doushu, Four Pillars of Destiny, Meihua Yi Numerology, and other esoteric arts, but all were partial texts—none could be learned fully.
“Well, it’s acceptable. I only want to exercise my brain and indirectly relieve my kidney energy.”
He had to admit the effect was real.
Since his “refining essence and nourishing brain” expenditure had intensified, the flow of his Yunshui Jing had improved, and he gradually found the sensation of integrating Feijian Technique.
He truly never expected that exhausting his kidneys a bit was necessary to properly cultivate the Luo Shui City’s techniques…
After another hard day’s toil, Chu Yin ransacked a bandit’s house and then went to the trading firm to exchange for what he needed.
“The security in Luo Shui City is just too good. The bandits’ spoils aren’t enough anymore. Can’t a couple of corrupt officials randomly appear for me to raid their homes?”
Chu Yin sighed as he entered the firm to “launder” his goods.
For some reason, the Boss Lady and the clerks all wore grim expressions.
Their eyes darted nervously as they beckoned Chu Yin to the back room.
Chu Yin thought nothing of it and walked straight in, curious about what good goods had arrived.
As soon as he entered, a familiar delicate fragrance triggered an alarm in his mind.
Sitting in the chair was his master’s wife, dressed in a noble and dignified black gown embroidered with golden patterns.
Her slender, snow-white legs were crossed beneath the skirt, emanating an invisible aura of authority.
Knowing Madam Chunhan’s thunderous methods, the Boss Lady did not linger but left the space for the two to talk.
This might be another storm of disciplining disciples.
Best to keep a low profile!
“Madam, what a coincidence…”
Chu Yin’s face stiffened as he approached, unsure how to act.
His master’s wife was now in full authoritative mode, her expression cold and inscrutable.
He dared not joke around or act familiar.
The graceful and elegant beauty slowly uncrossed her legs and said flatly:
“Recently, the city constables reported someone interfering with ‘their business,’ wasting trips every day. So it was you not resting properly.”
With Madam Chunhan’s authority in the city, she likely knew everything Chu Yin had bought at the trading firm in recent days.
Hiding anything was pointless.
Chu Yin voluntarily confessed:
“This disciple wanted to accomplish more at once, so I used the intelligence advantage to clear out those bandits.”
“How exactly did you accomplish more at once?”
“To maintain peace in Luo Shui City, use practical combat to cultivate skills, and use confiscated goods to buy alchemical pills and divination arts, improving my divination level. This way, the number of cases you have to deal with is reduced, and I can be more helpful to you.”
The beauty watched the youth quietly and said:
“You still have to help me handle affairs at night. I want you to use the daytime to rest!”
From her tone, Madam Chunhan seemed no longer angry about his unauthorized actions.
Chu Yin breathed a long sigh of relief and continued:
“Madam, you’ve been through years like this yourself, haven’t you? I hope you can have more time to rest, to sleep when you want, instead of being trapped in the city lord’s study!”
“You really are…”
Madam Chunhan dropped her stern act and sighed helplessly.
Facing this bold youth who dared to act on his own before her, she could not bear to scold him.
“Come back with me and rest. No wonder you’ve seemed especially tired lately at night!”
Tianxing City was a neutral major city at the time, not involved in outside conflicts, with solid strength and foundation.
Zhang Wei, the Lady of Luo Shui City, had been settled here in recent years to avoid turmoil and was studying at Tianxing Academy.
After receiving a letter from Madam Chunhan, Zhang Wei furrowed her brows, her mood darkening.
At that moment, a few recent visitors spoke up, concerned:
“Sister, what’s wrong? Why are you silent after reading the letter?”
Among them, the leader was Jin Liang, once a key disciple of Luo Shui City who, after failing to seize the city lord’s position, had left.
Zhang Wei bit her lip and said, “Mother wants me to return to Luo Shui City to discuss my lifelong affairs—to prepare for the future succession of the city lord…”
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