Chapter 415 - 368: Does Returning to the Old District Count as a Triumphant Homecoming?
Chapter 415: Chapter 368: Does Returning to the Old District Count as a Triumphant Homecoming?
And so, the middle-aged monk told them everything he knew.
What surprised Lin Yi a little was that the Blood Envoys sent by the Blood Handprint weren’t just the three foreigners at the inn down the mountain.
There were three other Blood Envoys hidden in the New District and the Old District.
One in particular, a foreigner named Bard, was primarily responsible for raising demonic beasts.
In other words, all the demonic beasts that had appeared in the cities of the New District recently were raised and released by him.
There were feeding grounds and a demonic beast breeding base.
Only by cleaning all of these up could they consider the Blood Handprint’s spies planted in the Huawu Alliance to be completely dealt with.
And this person, Bard, was currently in the Old District.
The demonic beast breeding base was also in the Old District.
Lin Yi nodded and said, "This information isn’t enough to save your life."
"Brother Chu, send him on his way."
As he spoke, a cold smirk flashed in Chu Zhengxiong’s eyes.
Just as the middle-aged monk, his face contorted in terror, was about to beg for mercy again...
SQUELCH—
A blade fell.
A bald head rolled directly onto the ground.
Fresh blood spurted out, instantly staining the ground red.
Seeing this, the old monk trembled in fear.
Lin Yi set down his teacup and stood up.
"How many times has this been steeped? There’s no flavor left at all."
He then turned to look at the old monk and said, "Master, how many years have you been with the Blood Handprint?"
"Ah? Amitabha, this old monk..."
"Just say it. Don’t waste time."
Lin Yi cut him off directly.
The old monk shuddered and quickly nodded. "I... I’ve been with the Blood Handprint for... for five years now!"
"Five years?"
Lin Yi smiled. "Is the Buddha less appealing than a murderous cult? Where did all your scripture chanting go? Or were you just a fake monk from the very beginning?"
After speaking, Lin Yi sighed and shook his head.
"When you reach the Yellow Springs, if you’re lucky enough to meet the Buddha, you can explain it to him yourself."
With that, Lin Yi walked directly out of the temple.
Wei Nan, Chu Zhengxiong, Mo Yanfeng, and the others followed close behind.
Only the Left and Right Guards remained.
By the time Lin Yi and his group descended the mountain, the sky was faintly brightening, dispelling the last of the darkness.
Suddenly, a towering blaze from Jinzhong Temple lit up the sky, dyeing it red.
Lin Yi, now at the foot of the mountain, looked back at the roaring flames.
His brow furrowed as he said, "I wonder if this fire will be enough to burn away the sins of Jinzhong Temple."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yanfeng laughed.
"The sins of the Blood Handprint can’t be burned away by a single fire."
"We have more important things to do right now!"
"The Old District... Who’s going back?"
Mo Yanfeng’s question made Lin Yi and Chu Zhengxiong look at each other.
Then, both of them broke into laughter.
Wei Nan scratched his head. "Hey, if we go back to the Old District, does that count as a glorious homecoming?"
"Of course it counts! Why wouldn’t it?"
"We’re part of the Town Martial Department now, after all. So many people would kill to get in!"
"I should talk to Old He first before deciding whether to go back."
The group exchanged smiles.
They walked off into the distance.
Meanwhile, the fire on the mountain burned more and more fiercely.
As the ferocious flames raged, black smoke billowed upwards.
It was as if all the sins hidden within Jinzhong Temple had been reduced to ashes, burned away without a trace.
...
「Jingzhao City.」
In Old He’s office at the Town Martial Department headquarters.
"Good, good, very good..."
"This is fantastic. Does this mean the Blood Handprint in our New District has been completely wiped out?"
"Good, then hurry back. I’ll throw a victory banquet for you all.
No need to be so modest. I’ll be waiting for you in Jingzhao City!"
After hanging up the phone, Old He couldn’t hide the joy on his face.
He was extremely satisfied with Lin Yi’s performance in the operation to purge the Blood Handprint.
Moreover, Lin Yi was already showing the makings of a leader who could manage the bigger picture.
This time, under his leadership, they had eliminated the Blood Handprint entirely.
This was enough to prove that in the future, Old He could retire in peace, leaving the Town Martial Department in Lin Yi’s hands.
「Songshan City.」
Xingwu University, the principal’s office.
Tang Baichuan was like a child who had done something wrong.
Before him stood Yi Xiaoying and Tang Qinru.
Facing these two "living ancestors," Tang Baichuan didn’t dare to show any temper.
After a long silence, Yi Xiaoying shot him a dark look. "Tang Baichuan, what did I tell you before?"
"Didn’t I tell you to take good care of Lin Yi?"
"And now? Where is he? His phone is unreachable, there’s no news at all. Where on earth did he go?"
Yi Xiaoying was furious.
Tang Baichuan sat with his head down, not saying a word.
Tang Qinru glanced at him. "Dad, Grandfather repeatedly told us to take good care of Lin Yi!"
"He’s a student at your university. How can you not know where he is?"
"Just tell us, so at least we know his whereabouts!"
After a long moment, Tang Baichuan sighed softly.
"Xiaoying, Qinru, I’m telling you the truth!"
"He stayed in Jingzhao City after the exchange conference ended!"
"He later took a leave of absence from the university, but I have no idea what he went to do!"
"And he didn’t even ask me for leave; he asked Old Qiao..."
Tang Baichuan finished his explanation, feeling utterly wronged.
Yi Xiaoying could barely contain the fury in her eyes.
"A grown man, and you just came back on your own? Why didn’t you think to bring him back with you?
Tang Baichuan, I’m telling you, if anything happens to Lin Yi, I’ll never be done with you!"
At her words, Tang Baichuan couldn’t help but laugh.
"Impossible. I’m telling you, that kid Lin Yi’s talent is monstrous!"
"If he could get into trouble, then no one would be left alive!"
"Let me tell you, on the day of the Martial Arts exchange conference, those foreigners were clearly there to kill!"
"Every one of them was ruthless, bent on taking lives!"
"Wei Shang and Feng Lei from the Town Martial Department, they’re both at the 6-star realm. That’s considered high among students, right?"
"And what happened? One was severely injured, and the other was nearly beaten to death!"
"If Lin Yi hadn’t shown up in time, Feng Lei would probably be reporting to the Underworld!"
"And guess what? After Lin Yi arrived, he killed three or four of them in a row, plus a coach leading the Sakura Alliance team..."
As Tang Baichuan recounted the events of the Martial Arts exchange conference, he became animated, speaking with wild excitement.
The more he spoke, the more excited he became.
Meanwhile, Tang Qinru and Yi Xiaoying—mother and daughter—sat there quietly.
They had no idea how many times they had heard Tang Baichuan tell this story.
But every time he spoke of the exchange conference, Tang Baichuan couldn’t hide his excitement.
This showed just how terrifyingly strong Lin Yi had become.
And just at that moment, a knock came from the office door.
His speech interrupted, Tang Baichuan looked a little displeased.
"Come in!"
The office door opened, and Old Qiao hurried in.
"Principal Tang, Director Yi, Physician Tang... Um, Lin Yi is back!"
"What?"
"Lin Yi’s back?"
Instantly, the expressions of all three people in the office changed dramatically.
Then, their expressions turned to excitement.
As for Tang Baichuan, the weight on his heart finally lifted.
"Old Qiao, go and get Lin Yi. Bring him here!"
"Get him? Are you still putting on your airs as principal?"
"Let’s go, Qinru. Come with Mom to Lin Yi’s dorm. He’s been in the New District for a year, and I, his aunt, haven’t even met him once!"
"Today, I’m going to get a good look at my nephew!"
Tang Qinru also nodded, and the two of them stood up and walked out of the office.
Tang Baichuan sat there, momentarily stunned.
Director Qiao glanced at him. "Principal Tang, aren’t you going to follow them?"
"Why would I go? To get yelled at?
You saw how Yi Xiaoying was just now!"
"I don’t want another scolding. Let them go by themselves!"
Hearing this, Old Qiao smiled and shook his head.
"Principal Tang, you’re a bit dense when it comes to matters of the heart!"
"If you go now, you might be able to patch things up with Director Yi. Even if she’s angry with you, would she really lose her temper in front of Lin Yi?"
"Maybe the two of you could even use Lin Yi as a bridge to repair the rift between you. Getting back together might even be possible!"
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you’re not going to take it? Miss this chance, and you won’t get another!"
After Old Qiao finished speaking, it was as if Tang Baichuan was suddenly enlightened.
His eyes lit up as he nodded. "Old Qiao, you’re right! Let’s go, let’s go, we have to catch up to them!"
"I’m not going. It’s your family’s business, it wouldn’t be right for me to get involved."
Tang Baichuan: "..."