[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback":3,"chapter-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-110":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Rising from Obscurity: My Martial Path Comeback",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2265945,4424,"Chapter 110: Zhen Yue Martial Arts School Has Reached a Moment of Life or Death!","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-110",110,"\u003Cp>Wuzhengsuo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zeng Qingyao and Tai Rubai sat on chairs, ignoring the tea offered by servants, exchanging silent glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteen minutes earlier, when they received word from Wuzhengsuo that Master Su wished to see them, both had assumed he was summoning them to discuss the county match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only fifteen days remained until the county match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after waiting a cup of tea’s time, they realized only they had been summoned—no other martial arts school masters had appeared—and understood Master Su had called only the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met, each harboring the same suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing linking Jing Shui Martial Arts School and Zhen Yue Martial Arts School could be one student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai knew well: Master Su summoning Jing Shui and Tie Xue Martial Arts Schools was normal, since those two schools were neighbors, and their students often clashed, sometimes even bringing disputes to Wuzhengsuo for the director to mediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their own school was different: Jing Shui was three streets away, and Jing Shui’s female students considered Zhen Yue’s students too bulky, barely even glancing their way—the two schools had almost no contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was delayed by official duties; I apologize for keeping you both waiting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps sounded behind the screen, and Su Lingchuan appeared with a smile; Zeng Qingyao and Tai Rubai rose to bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your duties are heavy; we’re glad to wait a moment, Sister Zeng, isn’t that right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai chuckled in reply, and Zeng Qingyao nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I summoned you both because I’m uncertain about something and wish to consult you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan sat in the main seat, turning to Zeng Qingyao: “Sister Zeng, Lin Chen has trained the Iron Bones Art—technically, is he still considered a student of Jing Shui Martial Arts School?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zeng Qingyao had suspected Su’s summons concerned Lin Chen, but she hadn’t expected this exact question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, Lin Chen didn’t just learn Iron Bones Art—he also learned Clear Wind Palm. If learning Iron Bones Art disqualifies him as a Jing Shui student, does that make him a Qing Feng Martial Arts School student instead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tai Master, what do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan wasn’t surprised by Zeng Qingyao’s answer; he turned to Tai Rubai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I agree with Sister Zeng. Lin Chen trained Iron Bones Art only because he chose the Extreme Martial Path—he remains a Jing Shui student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Tai Rubai’s eyes, Lin Chen was truly a gifted student; had he appeared in their own school, Tai Rubai would have welcomed him gladly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he still had his dignity to preserve!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The March contest drew crowds of civilians and martial artists from across the city—all knew Lin Chen was a Jing Shui student. If he now tried to poach Lin Chen over his Iron Bones Art training, it would be a laughingstock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the contest, Qing Feng Martial Arts School privately approached Lin Chen, trying to lure him back—someone leaked it, and the entire martial community mocked them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had they actually succeeded in bringing Lin Chen back, it might’ve been acceptable—but they failed, making it a complete farce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Feng’s failure was a warning; he didn’t want to repeat it and ruin his reputation in old age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan nodded: “Then I won’t dwell on it. If Lin Chen hadn’t astonished me, I wouldn’t have summoned you two to discuss this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Su Lingchuan picked up his teacup and sipped leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai froze—what did Master Su mean by that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke half a sentence, then served tea as a dismissal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, what exactly did Lin Chen do to make you so hesitant? I’m curious—could you tell us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zeng Qingyao’s eyes flickered; she knew all about stalling tactics. Seeing Tai Rubai rooted in place, she had a hunch—and spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Iron Bones Art is extremely difficult to master. I expected Lin Chen to reach proficiency within three months. But he surprised me—guess how far he’s progressed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan smiled. Zeng Qingyao paused a breath, then guessed: “Has Lin Chen already mastered it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not mastery!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Su could answer, Tai Rubai cut in, eyes sharp with calculation: “With Lin Chen’s martial aptitude, even mastery wouldn’t surprise you. Only one possibility remains: Lin Chen has achieved Minor Completion of Iron Bones Art!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of Lin Chen’s Minor Completion, Tai Rubai felt a pang of regret—such talent… pity Jing Shui got to him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Feng Martial Arts School truly had blind eyes, letting such a genius slip away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai couldn’t help mentally cursing Qi He again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iron Bones Art differed from the other seven schools’ techniques; in true difficulty, even Iron Crash Fist couldn’t compare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students of other schools with talent might reach perfection in three years—but for Iron Bones Art, reaching Major Completion in three years was already exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tai Master, no wonder you’re head of Zhen Yue Martial Arts School—you understand Iron Bones Art well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan nodded, exaggerating his praise. Seeing Tai Rubai smile, he sighed: “As Tai Master said, Lin Chen’s Iron Bones Art isn’t just mastery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three months, Minor Completion—that’s already…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not Minor Completion. Major Completion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fishing requires restraint; too much pressure scares the fish away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan knew this well. He stopped dragging it out and revealed the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“M-Major Completion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai froze, speech stumbling: “Master Su, you’re not joking, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Would I joke with you about something this serious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Tai Rubai drew a deep breath, his expression shifting to sorrow: “Master Su, Zhen Yue Martial Arts School suffers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone in Poyang County knows Iron Bones Art is hard to train and costs a fortune. For years, our school seemed stable, but we’ve been declining—many students now avoid us. If this continues, Zhen Yue will vanish. I betray my school. I betray every past head!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai was desperate. If Lin Chen had merely achieved Minor Completion, he might’ve swallowed his pride and let go. But this was Major Completion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did Major Completion mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen had a chance to reach perfection within three years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—with the talent he’d shown, he might reach perfection in one year, shattering the school’s record!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Zhen Yue’s long history, only one student had ever achieved perfection in Iron Bones Art within three years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know Zhen Yue’s struggles, but this has nothing to do with why I summoned you two. Don’t get worked up, Tai Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, it has everything to do with it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Su raise a hand to interrupt, Tai Rubai no longer cared about decorum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Lin Chen joins Zhen Yue as our student, it will inspire our current students and encourage every martial youth in Poyang County—it’s a matter of our school’s survival!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Zeng Qingyao’s lips curled. Tai Rubai truly had no shame—using “survival” like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without Lin Chen, would Zhen Yue really shut down?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tai Master, just now I asked you: which school does Lin Chen belong to? You yourself said he remains a Jing Shui student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zeng Qingyao added: “Master is right, Brother Tai. You can’t deny your own words now. Lin Chen is a Jing Shui student—that’s common knowledge across Poyang County.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…,” Tai Rubai stiffened his neck, “Lin Chen may be a Jing Shui student, but he trained Iron Bones Art under Zhen Yue—we’ve also taught him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Master Su weren’t here, he’d immediately retract his earlier words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Su’s amused smile, Tai Rubai realized: Su had dug a pit, and he’d walked straight into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan was head of Wuzhengsuo, overseeing all eight martial arts schools in Poyang County—not just Jing Shui’s master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Su revealed Lin Chen’s Major Completion from the start, Tai Rubai would’ve launched his tragic act—and Su couldn’t have refused, lest Zhen Yue feel abandoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, with his earlier words, Su had a perfect excuse to decline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been tricked!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Su, as head of Wuzhengsuo, you can’t let Zhen Yue’s past heads, instructors, and students feel abandoned!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai played the tragedy again, then turned to Zeng Qingyao: “Sister Zeng, Jing Shui gaining Lin Chen is merely icing on the cake—you only take female students. But for Zhen Yue, he’s the key to our future survival. Please, for the sake of our shared roots and as fellow Poyang martial schools, save Zhen Yue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flattery. Moral grandstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai’s move was clever—but he faced Su Lingchuan and Zeng Qingyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither budged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing their silence, Tai Rubai gritted his teeth: “Master, since Lin Chen shows such aptitude for Iron Bones Art, I’ll take him to meet Master Li and beg him for guidance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Shhh!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Su Lingchuan and Zeng Qingyao showed visible surprise—especially Su. Lin Chen needed money; his goal was to get Zhen Yue to raise funds for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, Qing Feng’s elders had offered donations to reclaim Lin Chen—Zhen Yue could do the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai wasn’t wrong: as head of Wuzhengsuo, Su viewed Jing Shui and Zhen Yue equally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhen Yue’s student numbers had declined for years—something he, as director, had to consider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn’t expected Tai Rubai to have such boldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since taking office, Su Lingchuan had reviewed records of graduates from all martial schools, especially those who entered the ranks. In Zhen Yue’s history, one student had once risen to sixth rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai’s eyes gleamed with pride: Zhen Yue had produced great figures. Master Li of Quzhou Prefecture had once trained at Zhen Yue for half a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Li still remembered that bond—he visited every New Year’s, and always made time to meet Tai Rubai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sixth-rank powerhouse granting him even fifteen minutes proved everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t being honored for his own status as a Qi Refining martial artist—he was honored for Zhen Yue’s legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Lingchuan knew Master Li well: a sixth-rank hardening martial expert, though past sixty, his vital energy waning, yet even a dying camel outweighed a horse. If such a master offered Lin Chen even a few words of advice, it would benefit him immensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Zeng, since Tai Master shows such devotion to talent, I’ll make a decision: Lin Chen is a student of both Jing Shui and Zhen Yue. You’ll jointly cultivate him. I’ll report this to Wuzheng Office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai froze. He’d hoped to claim Lin Chen alone—but seeing Su’s expression and Zeng Qingyao’s gaze, he knew this was the best outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine. This would do. Lin Chen hadn’t yet perfected Water Cloud Palm; he still relied mostly on Clear Wind Palm. Now he’d added Iron Bones Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outsiders seeing Lin Chen use Clear Wind Palm would assume he was Qing Feng’s student. Then Zhen Yue could spread word: Qing Feng had been blind to lose him—everyone would believe Lin Chen was Zhen Yue’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing Shui Martial Arts School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zeng Qingyao returned to the school with a grim face. Kong Yinglei, puzzled by her sister’s expression, asked: “Sister, what happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Su summoned me to Wuzhengsuo to discuss Lin Chen. His aptitude for Iron Bones Art rivals his Clear Wind Palm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing her senior sister briefly recount the events, Kong Yinglei’s eyes sparkled: “Senior sister, this is a good thing—no matter what, Lin Chen is still our Jing Shui Martial Arts Hall’s disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingfeng Palm is perfected, Tiegu Gong is fully accomplished—soon Tiegu Gong may even reach perfection. Yet Lin Chen’s Shuiyun Palm remains incomplete. With Tai Rubai’s nature, he’ll surely boast about this everywhere. Won’t Lin Chen’s status as a Jing Shui Martial Arts Hall disciple then become hollow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Tai Rubai’s terms favored Lin Chen, Ceng Qingyao naturally had no objection—but she understood this man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Rubai was not like Li Tianqi, still striving to break into the ranked ranks. Tai Rubai was nearly forty and had long abandoned any hope of further breakthroughs in martial cultivation; his energy was now focused entirely on expanding the influence of Zhen Yue Martial Arts Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that Li my lord ’s guidance, Lin Chen’s Tiegu Gong will surely reach perfection. At that point, Jing Shui Martial Arts Hall will be put on the defensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… should we urge Lin Chen to put more effort into Shuiyun Palm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ceng Qingyao gave her junior sister a weary look. “Do you think martial arts techniques are just cabbage in the field? Lin Chen is already cultivating Tiegu Gong—he can’t split his focus to also train Shuiyun Palm. Even the most gifted genius can’t withstand such strain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“More importantly, have you considered what comes after Tiegu Gong? There are two paths to the martial extreme: one is cultivating two techniques—which is what Su my lord  arranged for Lin Chen. But clearly, Lin Chen’s talent far exceeds Su my lord ’s expectations. It’s likely Su my lord  will assign Lin Chen the ultimate path: upper-body palm techniques, middle-body hardening, lower-body leg techniques. The Kuangfeng Martial Arts Hall’s Kuangfeng Leg Technique would suit him perfectly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingfeng Palm, Tiegu Gong, plus Kuangfeng Leg Technique… Lin Chen has already perfected Tiegu Gong—Kuangfeng Leg will be no problem. Then he’ll have four techniques, three perfected, yet Shuiyun Palm still incomplete…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Yinglei’s mouth opened slightly. After her senior sister’s insight, she now saw the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Jing Shui Martial Arts Hall disciple whose only incomplete technique is Shuiyun Palm, while the other three are perfected—that will indeed invite criticism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since Lin Chen is now on the extreme martial path, he cannot afford distraction. With Qingfeng Palm already perfected, Shuiyun Palm doesn’t need urgent breakthrough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. Let’s wait until after the County Competition. By then, Lin Chen should be heading to the Wuzheng Office anyway. Something might still change—worrying now is pointless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ceng Qingyao rubbed her temples. For an ordinary gifted student, she could predict their progress on the martial path. But Lin Chen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was growing less and less certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had assumed that, on the extreme martial path, Lin Chen would need at least a year to stabilize. Yet in less than three months, Tiegu Gong was already fully accomplished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a genius cannot be judged by ordinary standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen had no idea that, over his disciple status, such a scheming meeting was taking place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a private room of a tavern in the county town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides Lin Chen, Lu Yongfeng, Zhao Jingchuan, and Cheng Ying, three middle-aged men were also present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them Lin Chen recognized—Tai Dongyang. The other two were Lu Yongfeng’s and Cheng Ying’s fathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the fish stall transfer, the most suitable candidates in Lin Chen’s mind were these three junior brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t let the fat water flow to outsiders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Dongyang and the others were thrilled. For them, development in Kaohe Town had reached its limit—the town had so few people, and business had a ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three families had considered moving into the county town, but how simple was it to enter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every trade and industry in the county town was backed by a family, by a powerful martial cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Lin, I never imagined you’d think of us three for such a fortunate opportunity. My Jingchuan is lucky to have you as a senior brother—and so is our Zhao family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Zhao, you’re too kind. Not only am I close to Junior Brother Zhao, but you’ve always been kind to my family. I, Lin Chen, am no ungrateful scoundrel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen waved his hand with a smile, then turned to Lu’s father and Cheng’s father: “Neither of you need to be so formal. Junior Brother Lu has sent me ginseng many times, and the clothes I wear are all from your family’s textile shop, Uncle Cheng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu’s father and Cheng’s father both felt a pang of reflection. When their sons were first overshadowed by Lin Chen, they had been resentful. But after learning their sons got along well with Lin Chen—especially after the Spring Festival, when their sons’ martial cultivation became more diligent after interacting with Lin Chen—they changed their attitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to them, they hadn’t seen as far as Tai Dongyang. Tai Dongyang had instantly recognized Lin Chen as a hidden dragon. It was said the fish Lin’s family caught sold to Tai’s tavern for several percent higher than the fish stalls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tai Dongyang knew how to handle people—he’d even said, “The fish are freshly caught from the lake, so their freshness justifies a higher price.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Dongyang knew these two had less connection with Lin Chen than he did, so he didn’t dawdle. He spoke up: “Young Master Lin, I’ve discussed with Brother Cheng and Brother Lu—we plan to jointly take over the Shao family’s fish stall for fifteen hundred taels. What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteen hundred taels was a substantial sum for the three families, especially with their sons’ martial training expenses—even five hundred taels might be beyond their reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if five hundred taels could buy the fish stall, all three were confident they could borrow the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteen hundred taels—that’s four years’ profit from the fish stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The price was fair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen, having run a business in his past life, knew that business wasn’t just about paper profits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Business required bribes and connections everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Government officials, gang factions…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each side needed a token offering. But with the fish stall, the three families could also expand their influence in the county town, using it as a foothold to open their own businesses there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The price Uncle Zhao offered is perfect. Let’s do it. The Shao family needs three days. Once the contract is signed, I’ll have Junior Brother Zhao notify you all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the price settled, the wine cups began to clink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen subtly revealed why the fish stall would fall into his hands—this was to reassure the three uncles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish stall was the Shao family’s apology, approved by Su my lord .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All major forces in the county town could uncover this truth. With Su my lord  watching, none would be foolish enough to cause trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least until Su my lord  leaves Poyang County, no other faction will dare covet the fish stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for after Su my lord ’s transfer…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen had the confidence that, by then, the county’s families wouldn’t dare touch the fish stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tai Dongyang and the others naturally understood this layer too. Su my lord  had just been assigned to Poyang County—he’d serve at least three years. By then, with Lin Chen’s talent, even if he didn’t enter the ranked ranks, he’d at least reach the peak of Qi Refining, enough to intimidate all the county families.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A twenty-year-old at the peak of Qi Refining—who would dare offend him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to fear the middle-aged than to underestimate the young.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless there was an irreconcilable grudge—but with the Shao family’s example before them, any sensible family in Poyang County would know what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Lin Chen, seated calmly in the main seat, Tai Dongyang felt a deep sense of awe. A year ago, who could have imagined that such a powerful family as the Shao family would be forced to flee, selling all their wealth just to save their lives, all because they offended a fisherman’s son?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be true, as the fortune-teller claimed, that the feng shui of Linhu Village was exceptional? Should he move his ancestral graves to Linhu Village too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the banquet ended, the three elder uncles departed first, leaving only Lin Chen and the other three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother Lin, thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jingchuan sincerely expressed his gratitude. Lu Yongfeng and Cheng Ying didn’t speak, but their eyes held deep gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen smiled carefree: “We’re brothers—no need for such formal thanks. Back by the lake in Linhu Village, we swore to help each other and grow together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Lin Chen mention their promise by the Linhu Village lake, Zhao Jingchuan and the others wore expressions of nostalgia. Though only half a year had passed, they felt as if years had gone by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ultimately, it was because Senior Brother Lin had advanced too quickly—so fast it made them feel time had stretched into years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On the martial path, if you don’t advance, you fall behind. You three junior brothers must work harder—strive to break through the Ten Meridians soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the three, Lu Yongfeng had progressed fastest—he’d already broken through to the Seventh Meridian. But Zhao Jingchuan and Cheng Ying were still at the Sixth Meridian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This pace was not slow for students from the town—in fact, it was exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to Lin Chen, it was indeed slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen said this not to boast, but to urge Zhao Jingchuan and the others not to grow complacent—to keep pushing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Six thousand characters combined into one chapter. Still eight hundred votes short of five thousand. Only three days left—anyone still with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3451,"2026-06-19T20:25:56.550Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4c4391cbca5e5674639aaa15d598d80d13b224eda8b24d36e052a1be579e614f","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-111","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-109",591,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-cover.jpg"]