Decaying World

Chapter 74 074 Cooperation II

"Rosemary Soul Chaser!" Seeing the situation was bad, the other white figure didn't bother to check on Xiang Ying's condition. Instead, he unleashed three palm shadows with all his might, which automatically struck Lin Hui, who was sheathing his sword, from three directions and created three curved lines.

These three palm strikes are the fastest among the Bewitching Fragrance Palm techniques, and they also have a certain range of internal force pulling and restricting effects.

But just before the palm shadow approached, Lin Hui retreated and drew his sword once more.

Clang!
The moment the feathering effect was activated, the sound of a sword piercing the wind exploded once again.

A silver sword mark, traveling at terrifying speed, pierced through several meters, striking straight into the face of the white figure from the center of the three palm shadows.

puff!
Almost simultaneously, the white figure had already crushed a small ball resembling a hidden weapon.

The small ball exploded, releasing a large plume of thick white smoke that obscured visibility and emitted a strong, strange aroma.

At this moment, the smoke and the sword mark made direct contact. The white smoke quickly dissipated, but it also successfully caused the sword mark to deflect and change direction, avoiding directly rushing into the area with the most smoke.

Lin Hui appeared at the side entrance of the teahouse behind him, turning back to look at the people around him affected by the dissipating smoke.

The waiters, the tea servers, and the customers—so many people—were all collapsing one by one under the influence of the toxic smoke. Within seconds, a whole group had fallen.

The gasps of surprise interrupted the music in the teahouse, and the crowd screamed as they fled through the other doors.

The group of female disciples from the Hundred Flowers Sect surrounded Bai Ying, nervously protecting her. Clearly, they had all undergone poison resistance training and were not afraid of the poisonous smoke.

"Sect Leader Lin's swordsmanship is truly excellent. Is this enough?"

From within the smoke, a soft, white figure could be heard asking a question.

“Not enough,” Lin Hui said calmly. “So weak, what gives you the courage to talk to me as equals?”

"Why is Sect Leader Lin so aggressive? Xiang Ying and I will admit defeat, but our Hundred Flowers Sect is not just about the two of us elders. We also have the Sect Leader. No matter how fast your sword is, you can't possibly defeat the Sect Leader! We don't have any deep-seated hatred between us, so why fight to the death and end up hurting each other?"

Bai Ying said helplessly.

“You’re right,” Lin Hui nodded. “But I still prefer to talk to people who can handle the sword in my hand. Cooperation should be done with a cooperative attitude. Otherwise, you’d better lower your ego.”

These words made Bai Ying's face turn ugly.

The smoke cleared, revealing the other person's face.

This was a woman who looked to be about thirty years old. She was wearing a white bodysuit that accentuated her figure so much that it was almost as if she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. She showed everything that should be shown, and even things that shouldn't be shown.

“I am Li Zhaohan, an elder of the Hundred Flowers Sect. Since Sect Leader Lin has already broken through to the Inner Force Realm, why pretend to be still in the Body Tempering Realm? Now that Xiang Ying and I have both been defeated by you, the cooperation will naturally be led by Sect Leader Lin. We concede defeat.”

The woman had a dignified appearance, spoke in a soft and gentle voice, and adopted an extremely humble posture, which immediately thwarted Lin Hui's desire to continue.

His internal energy realm defense was astonishing, and he couldn't kill him instantly, which gave others room to argue.

Once he admitted defeat, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't bring himself to completely destroy the enemy.

Unless he dares to kill everyone around him, including the ordinary people in the teahouse and passersby on the street outside.

Otherwise, if the news gets to the authorities, he'll be a murderer. What will become of his business? What will become of his medicine supply chain? What will become of his daily life?
Even when Song Zhanlong was all alone in the outer city, neither Bao He nor the Taoist dared to kill him on the spot.

Regardless, the government's face must be given; the bottom line is that no one can be killed in broad daylight.

Of course, if it's done discreetly, then there's no problem.

but.

"How could you say I've broken through to the Inner Force Realm? I'm still in the Body Tempering Realm." Lin Hui changed the subject and stared at the other person as he asked.

"Body tempering can't withstand my poisonous smoke. Without any poison resistance training, if Sect Master Lin didn't have internal energy automatically protecting his body, he would have collapsed and fainted the moment he came into contact with the poisonous smoke," Li Zhaohan explained gently.

"Moreover, what kind of secret technique could support the terrifying sword speed of Sect Master Lin? If someone with body tempering dared to do that, their wrist would be broken on the spot by the recoil. There must be some kind of internal force protecting them."

Lin Hui remained silent. She was right. Under normal circumstances, that kind of sword speed was indeed beyond what a body tempering could sustain, but the problem was that he was not normal.

He glanced at the teahouse crowd who had run away, and saw two female disciples helping Elder Xiang Ying, who was covered in blood, walk out.

Xiang Ying was trembling all over, terrified by the sword strike. When she saw Lin Hui still there, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The huge gash on her body almost cut her left breast in two; a little deeper and her heart would have been split in two, killing her instantly.

Of course, given her current injuries and the amount of bleeding, if she hadn't used her internal energy to stop the bleeding in time, and if someone had been there to wrap her with bandages and ointments, she wouldn't have lasted more than ten minutes.

Recalling that sword strike, another elder, Li Zhaohan, was trembling all over.

She finally understood why Lin Hui dared to go to the Black Dragon Gate alone to cause trouble.

Why was Lin Hui able to frighten away so many internal energy masters who coveted the Black Dragon Gate?

Let alone her, who has only broken through to the Inner Strength Realm a few years ago, even if Song Zhanlong were still alive, he would probably have a hard time dealing with Lin Hui's speed.

"Sect Leader Lin, is there anything else you need? Regarding the cooperation, our Hundred Flowers Sect concedes defeat. I will send someone to Qingfeng Temple to discuss the details. We will certainly put you first in everything we do," Li Zhaohan said humbly.

"Can you make that decision?" Lin Hui asked in a deep voice.

“Of course. The sect leader has already entrusted me with full responsibility for this matter,” Li Zhaohan sighed.

Lin Hui thought about it and realized it made sense. Although the Hundred Flowers Sect was stronger than the Black Dragon Sect, the strongest person in the sect was probably just the sect leader. The rest were just subordinates, similar to the Qingfeng Temple's model back then. There was one Baohe and three Ming generation members.

This is considered the limit.

He looked at the pitiful group of Hundred Flowers Sect disciples in front of him and wanted to kill them all, but since they had already yielded to this extent, he still couldn't bring himself to do it.

I can only give up.

All I can say is that the two elders on the other side slid to their knees too quickly when they realized the situation was not good.

Such people are fine when things are going well, but they crumble immediately when they encounter a tough opponent.

However, in this world, truly reckless people are a tiny minority. After all, in such a dangerous world, even the most reckless person wouldn't live long; they'd be gone by childhood. "Forget it." Feeling inexplicably angry at this group, Lin Hui turned and walked away.

He originally went out with the intention of having a good fight, but he didn't expect that the Hundred Flowers Sect would immediately kneel down as soon as they made a move, which made Lin Hui quite dissatisfied.

He immediately headed straight for the headquarters of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

Regardless, since those two elders have backed down, let's go find the Hundred Flowers Sect's supposedly strongest sect leader.

Before the news gets back, given his speed, he can still go and fight a match first.

Since we've already taken action, we should eliminate any future troubles. Either we should completely subdue the person, or we shouldn't have made a move in the first place.

The last hope and pillar of the Hundred Flowers Sect is its sect leader. As long as she is completely defeated, the entire Hundred Flowers Sect can become her vassal.

Yes, if annexing doesn't work, then he can just create vassals.

For a behemoth like the Hundred Flowers Sect, with its vast industry and extensive network of intelligence and connections, charge in and don't give her a chance to recover; subdue her first.

After asking around, Lin Hui soon spotted a cluster of white buildings built against the mountain in the northern suburbs of Baishan Town.

A number of people could be vaguely seen moving around inside the building complex, creating a lively atmosphere.

The entrance and exit are on a single main road. At the intersection stands a large black stone with the three characters "Baihuamen" painted on it in white.

There is nothing to hesitate about.

Lin Hui unleashed his movement technique, leaving a trail of afterimages as he rushed into the mountain path, heading straight for the inner building complex.

Arriving at a plaza in the center of the building, he glanced around casually before heading straight for the largest six-story stone building.

"who!?"

At the entrance of the stone building, he paused to check his surroundings, which caught the attention of the guarding woman, who immediately began to scold him.

"He's insane! He tried to break into the sect leader's palace!"

"Stop him quickly!"

Upon seeing this, a group of seven or eight people hurriedly used their movement skills to rush towards Lin Hui.

laugh!
But the next second, a fan-shaped flash of silver swords swept past them.

Everyone had a bloody gash on their chest.

Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, everyone's forward momentum came to a halt, they fell backward to the ground, clutching their chests and unable to rise again.

Seven or eight people fell to the ground in a second. This effect made Lin Hui nod slightly, satisfied.

That's how speed-based gameplay works: you win quickly, you lose quickly, victory or defeat happens in an instant, and you naturally consume less resources.

Arriving at the stone building, Lin Hui pushed the door, only to find it locked shut.

He pushed hard, but there was no movement. He looked around, then leaped up, pressed one hand on the eaves, and lightly went up to the second floor.

With a crash, the glass window shattered, and Lin Hui calmly entered.

In what appeared to be a study, two women sitting opposite each other, holding tea, turned around in surprise at the noise.

"Where is the Hundred Flowers Sect Master?" Lin Hui asked the two women with a polite smile.

"No, I don't know. I'm here to discuss cooperation, not to work here," the woman on the left stammered.

"Damn it, how did you get up here? Where are the guards? Are they all dead?!" The other woman's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant, and she stood up and shouted angrily.

laugh!
With a muffled thud, the woman was struck as if by lightning, flying through the air and crashing into the bookshelf before rolling to the ground.

She was sent flying by the high-speed sword strike, which hit her shoulder. She rolled a few times and then could no longer get up.

His shoulder bones were snapped and crushed by the sword, causing him to wince in pain.

"I hate it when people yell at me." Lin Hui sheathed his sword, ignoring the remaining person, and walked out of the study. Outside, there were already more than a dozen white-robed disciples holding black metal tubes.

All the metal cylinders were aimed at him and locked on.

Behind them, a two-meter-tall mountain of flesh, its white, bulging fat swaying, looked down at them from above.

It was none other than Ou Tianrong, the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

"Lin Hui of Qingfeng Temple?" Ou Tianrong had seen the attire of Qingfeng Temple before, and in her hand she was holding a newly delivered message sent by carrier pigeon, which described the physical characteristics of Lin Hui, who was trying to cause trouble.

"What does Qingfeng Temple mean by this?" Ou Tianrong's face quickly darkened upon seeing this scene.

She initially didn't believe the other party would dare to come directly to her door, but now...
"Are you planning to start a war with my Hundred Flowers Sect?"

"I've come this far, what do you say?" Lin Hui chuckled.

"Either you die, or I leave. You choose."

"Ha, so you're the only one who's alright, right?" Ou Tianrong laughed in exasperation.

“Yes, because I’m fast enough,” Lin Hui said matter-of-factly.

He prefers the other party to be assertive, the more assertive the better, so that he doesn't have to find excuses to escalate the conflict and completely resolve the Hundred Flowers Sect issue.

Of course, it's also possible that Ou Tianrong's strength far exceeds his expectations, and he can't defeat her. In that case, he would have no choice but to cooperate with her.

After all, they proved their strength.

(End of this chapter)