128: Chapter 126 Extreme Joy Method 128: Chapter 126 Extreme Joy Method Zhao Changhe shot Fa Yuan with an arrow, while Yue Hongling was not idle either; quickly recovering, her sword flashed, decapitating all the monks present.

Zhao Changhe looked up, but the Chaotic World Book didn’t flicker.

Killing a Ninth Layer opponent didn’t cause it to flicker…

He scratched his head, then realized soon after.

The Hidden Dragon List assessed martial potential, not combat achievements.

Killing a severely injured, unguarded enemy from afar—what did that have to do with potential…

The potential to seize opportunities?

The eighty-eighth ranking should have shown that; it wouldn’t cause an assessment change.

Nearby, Yue Hongling leaned over to check on the groaning woman on the ground, her expression extremely grim.

Indeed, their Dantians had been harvested, rendering these pitiable women, whose sects were unknown to the Worldly Society, completely crippled, worse than dead.

This was the so-called “quick recovery” secret technique.

Even so, when they saw Zhao Changhe approaching, they still flirted and clung to him, seeking pleasure, but Zhao Changhe, expressionless, knocked them all unconscious with pressure points and set them aside.

“Maitreya Sect…” Yue Hongling bit her silver teeth hard, stabbing her sword into the ground, “I swear I won’t rest until this Demon Sect is eradicated root and branch!”

With that sword thrust, her shoulder wound bled again; she clenched her teeth and held her shoulder, falling silent.

Zhao Changhe sighed, “That wound of yours, although it seems minor since it’s just on the shoulder, actually makes many movements inconvenient.

You should rest more.

You might as well dress them; I’m not the right person for that.”

Yue Hongling gave him a look, then lowered her head, “Changhe…

you are a gentleman.”

“Don’t say that; riding behind you on your horse, I wanted to embrace you, even more just now,” Zhao Changhe admitted without reservation, “I still do.”

Yue Hongling was stunned for a moment but said nothing, simply quietly dressing the unconscious women.

This attitude… As Zhao Changhe watched her slender, graceful figure, he suppressed his thoughts, eventually finding no words to further them.

After a while, he went to search around a Buddha statue.

He quickly found a hidden compartment that contained a list of officials from Yangzhou who followed the Maitreya Sect, as well as correspondence between Fa Yuan and the Sect Hierarch.

Zhao Changhe sighed, thinking to himself that his mission as a “Secret Agent” had come to a perfect conclusion this time; Tang Wanju would probably find it hard to continue leveraging the Six Harmonies Divine Skill against Dragon Sparrow.

He then felt something was missing and tapped his head, turning to search Fa Yuan’s body.

A lot of money, medicine, poisoned hidden weapons… and indeed, several secret books, all upper-level cultivation techniques from the Maitreya Sect, including one particularly eye-catching: “Extreme Joy Method.”

Having dressed the women, Yue Hongling turned around and saw this, her eyes blazing, “You must not learn this evil skill!”

“Before, the Heavenly Girl from the flower-picking event mentioned it contains parts about normal dual cultivation progress, which should be true.

The senior members practicing couldn’t just be exploiting each other…

And it has slight benefits for meridians issues, which also make sense.

This is important for me; I won’t play the gentleman.

Anyway, I, Old Zhao, will have a wife in the future; it depends on how the cultivation technique is used; why dismiss it completely?”

Zhao Changhe’s face didn’t blush as he stuffed the secret book into his chest, alongside some gold leaf.

Yue Hongling glared at him for a long while, “You might have a wife, but why keep staring at me while saying that?

Who are you thinking about using it with at this moment?”

But the air was still filled with the scent of flowers, and everyone was still forcibly suppressing their agitation under the influence of the Lust Poison.

Zhao Changhe’s performance just now had been too perfect… At this moment, other than feigning anger, Yue Hongling really couldn’t speak.

If Zhao Changhe had used the atmosphere as an excuse to come closer, saying, “Oh Yue Sister, let me help you check your wound,” Yue Hongling didn’t know if she would have resisted half-heartedly, so she had called him “a gentleman,” hoping to safeguard her modesty—hoping he wouldn’t act rashly.

But he hadn’t taken the hint and had said, “I think about it now.”

His intentions were nearly clear; he genuinely had the desire, merely respecting her, always unwilling to commit a desecration.

The moment became silent, only the distinctly quickening heartbeats of both clearly audible, thumping melodiously in that setting.

Everything was concluded.

Should something genuinely be said…

Zhao Changhe’s throat moved as he watched her with lowered lashes, taking a slight step forward.

Subconsciously, Yue Hongling stepped back half a step.

“Ah, how are you here?!” From the passage coming from Fa Yuan, Tang Buqi’s head popped out, “We finally found the secret passage…

Eh?

Fa Yuan is dead?”

Zhao Changhe stiffly turned his head, his voice seemed to squeeze out from between his teeth, “I didn’t see you attacking the temple, where did you pop up from?”

“?!” Tang Buqi was baffled, “I’ve been fighting on the front lines all along.

You can’t just pretend you didn’t see me because I’m a bit weaker, right?”

Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth, “I not only see you now, but I also remember you.”

“Pfft.” Yue Hongling suddenly laughed, naturally reaching out to wipe the sweat from Zhao Changhe’s forehead, softly saying, “Let’s talk when we get back.”

Zhao Changhe turned his head in astonishment, Yue Hongling smiled gently, her eyes clear and her features tender.

His heart slowly blossomed, and he whispered back, “Okay.”

Taking Fa Yuan’s head and the unconscious women from the passage, Zhao Changhe handed them over to the Demon Suppression Department and turned to look for Heavenly Girl.

In the monks’ chambers, the fragrance was faint, and the person was gone.

Yue Hongling was somewhat surprised, “I was worried that your pressure point technique wasn’t anything special, easy to break through, so I specifically reinforced it…

And she still broke through.

Did you really capture this person by fighting alone?”

“Hey.” Zhao Changhe grimaced, “She’s just at the Mystical Gate Fourth Layer, and her combat experience is quite immature.

There’s nothing strange about me winning.

Maybe she has some special unsealing technique.

I’ll take a look at the Extreme Joy Method later.”

Yue Hongling touched her chin and pondered, “Mystical Gate Fourth Layer, Heavenly Girl…

Normally, there shouldn’t be such a lowly cultivated Heavenly Girl; either she’s a novice testing her skills and fell into your hands, or she has some trick up her sleeve.”

This implied that Zhao Changhe’s cultivation was low, which made Zhao face can’t hang on again.

He humphed, muttering, “I’ll study the Maitreya Sect’s materials; if it can help me reach the Fourth Layer of Inner Strength, I might try the Fifth Layer of External Skill.”

“So you’re saying your Inner Strength really hasn’t reached the Fourth Layer?” Yue Hongling was increasingly shocked, “With the Inner Strength of the Third Layer Heaven, you heard it earlier than I did, you could suppress the lust poison better than I could; your cultivation technique…”

Being able to hear sooner due to the dual boost of Inner Strength and the spiritual perception, alone neither would suffice; being able to suppress the lust poison was truly a testament to the prowess of his Inner Strength, without Yue Hongling’s comparison, Zhao Changhe hadn’t realized just how remarkable Six Harmonies Divine Skill was.

He sighed, “It’s an incredible cultivation technique, considered top-tier in the world; I have always believed so.

But due to a problem with my meridians, I’ve never been able to focus on it as my main practice; this damned restriction, I have no idea how long it will frustrate me.”

Both thought of the Extreme Joy Method that Zhao Changhe carried, and then both fell silent.

Gong Chaoqun flew over, “Young Master Zhao, I saw the head of Fa Yuan that you asked them to pass on, was there anything else?”

Zhao Changhe pulled out some documents and letters from his chest, “I need to rest now; I’ll leave everything else to the Demon Suppression Department.”

Gong Chaoqun took the list, ecstatic, “Yangzhou is secure now!”

Is it?

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly, said nothing, and turned to leave.

He returned to the Xiao Xiang Inn, where his clothes, luggage, and Wuzhui were still, given the current chaos in the city searching for Maitreya Sect followers, hopefully no one takes Wuzhui away.

Upon arriving at Xiao Xiang Inn, indeed most of its people had been captured.

To Zhao Changhe’s surprise, Ruyan was still there, neither having left nor been caught.

Zhao Changhe asked curiously, “Is it because you’re just an ordinary follower and thus free from trouble?

Since when have the officials become so reasonable?

If I were to speculate maliciously, someone like you would be more likely to be detained just for the fun of it.”

Ruyan said, “Xiao Xiang Inn is owned by the Cao Gang, not a Maitreya Sect site.

Young Master Wan thinks Ruyan is unproblematic and chose to protect her.”

Zhao Changhe thought about it and chuckled, “Alright then, aren’t you going home?

What are you still doing here?”

“Ruyan has no home anymore.” She sighed softly, “I’ve been fallen into the dusty world for a long time; Ruyan has grown accustomed to it.

Let’s continue like this.

If you need it now, Ruyan can still serve…”

Suddenly, Yue Hongling’s face appeared in front of him.

Ruyan, “…”

Zhao Changhe burst into laughter, “It seems you won’t be able to open tonight; it’s all regular rooms.

Arrange a room for my elder sister Yue to rest, and we’ll talk about anything else tomorrow.”

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PS: Originally planned to code this afternoon, but suddenly my child fell ill.

Please bear with me.

I actually ran out of stock long ago…