Chapter 141

Yin Qi looked at Yin Xuan and thought for a long time before saying, "This is a type of force I created; I named it Dark Jin. It can strike across mountains to hit a cow, and it can also injure a person's internal organs silently. Of course, Big Brother, don't worry; I only made you unable to muster your strength. After a while, you will fully recover."

"Dark Jin, you created it!?"

Yin Xuan was stunned, his mouth hanging open.

Yin Tiancheng, Chen Bo, and the others were equally stunned, shocked beyond measure.

Although it was just creating a type of force, in their eyes, this was no different from creating a martial technique.

Moreover, this martial technique was not weak; it could actually injure a person's internal organs silently.

It was perfectly suited for underhanded tactics.

Yin Qi nodded and said, "We martial artists are all pursuing the strengthening of ourselves to unleash greater power, and sophisticated martial techniques are just ways to integrate the body's full power to explode outward, extremely rigid and fierce, which I call Bright Jin."

"Of course, there are also soft palm techniques, but in essence, they are still Bright Jin."

"This Dark Jin of mine is a more sophisticated method of force application; it can form power into hundreds of strands, striking out like fine needles."

"Silent and soundless, making it impossible for people to defend against."

In public, he naturally could not explain the principles of Dark Jin in detail.

Actually, Yin Qi could have not explained it this way and just called it a secret technique.

But he felt that when it was time to show off, he should, so that he could gain more attention and resources.

Being low-key is fine, but one shouldn't be spineless.

At the same time, it also laid the groundwork for him to create the method of cultivating immortality in the future.

A badass person cannot suddenly become a badass; there must be a process.

Yin Xuan nodded and sighed, "So that's it. Thirteenth Brother is truly a heaven-sent genius; I am convinced of my defeat."

"Good, good, good!"

Yin Tiancheng stood up and couldn't help but call out repeatedly, not noticing Princess Xuanling's expression, which was cold enough to freeze.

He announced loudly, "I announce that Yin Qi has won first place in this family martial arts demonstration, rewarded with the Zhenhong Bow and a manor. Yin Xuan is second, rewarded with a restaurant; Yin Hao is third, rewarded with three thousand taels of silver. Yin Xiang, who has shown outstanding progress, is rewarded with one thousand taels of silver."

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The family martial arts demonstration had ended.

But the entire Duke Mansion was still excitedly discussing it.

"I really didn't expect that the final winner would be the Thirteenth Young Master. He only knew how to read books before and never easily left his courtyard; it seems he was practicing martial arts in secret."

"The Thirteenth Young Master is only fifteen years old and is already at the peak of Viscera Refining. Doesn't that mean in another year or two, he will be able to cultivate to the Marrow Refining Realm? That is a Grandmaster who can command tens of thousands of troops."

"Oh my, this is truly damnable. When the Yaoguang Courtyard was picking people, why did I refuse?"

……

The guards and servants were discussing it endlessly.

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Xinwu Pavilion.

Yin Tiancheng was still in a state of excitement, saying emotionally, "The ancestors are protecting us, truly the ancestors are protecting us; my Yin family has produced another person with the potential to be a Martial Saint. Chen Bo, our previous guesses were all wrong. But it's good, it's truly good."

Chen Bo was equally happy.

He had served three generations of Yin Dukes and had long considered himself a member of the Yin family.

He exclaimed, "Indeed. Who could have thought that the Thirteenth Young Master would be so outstanding and even able to create a secret technique himself. However, Duke, this matter should still be kept quiet by the people in the mansion for now. I worry that if the Thirteenth Young Master is too outstanding, some people will have crooked ideas."

"They dare!"

Yin Tiancheng was furious, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Chen Bo, do as you say."

In Yujing City, there is a mix of good and bad people.

Not only are there local forces of the Great Gan, but there is also no lack of secret agents from various countries.

If they knew Yin Qi was so outstanding, they would very likely send people to assassinate him, nipping the threat in the bud.

The Great Gan having one Champion Marquis is enough.

Various countries definitely do not want the Great Gan to have another young Martial Saint.

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Zhuijin Pavilion.

Princess Xuanling's residence.

Princess Xuanling was furious, saying resentfully, "This is outrageous, truly outrageous. I begged your father so many times, but he just wouldn't give the Zhenhong Bow to your elder brother; now it seems he was indeed still thinking of that vixen."

"Heh, your father has spent no small amount of effort cultivating that little bastard over these years!"

"What exactly does he want to do?"

"If he wants to pass the position of Duke to that little bastard, I absolutely will not agree."

In her view, Yin Qi being able to cultivate to such a realm in secret must be entirely due to Yin Tiancheng's efforts.

It was just that she had always had people watching Yin Qi, and for more than ten years, she hadn't discovered any abnormalities, thinking Yin Tiancheng had forgotten that vixen, never expecting he had hidden it so deeply.

Yin Hao said with dissatisfaction, "Mother, it's useless for you to scold Father now; you'd better think about how to deal with Yin Qi. If he really becomes a Martial Saint, then this position of Duke will belong to him."

A Martial Saint, the peak of Martial Dao, can suppress the fortune of a country!

With the cultivation of a Martial Saint, let alone a concubine-born son, even a slave could be enfeoffed as a Duke or Marquis.

The mother and son knew Yin Xuan was unreliable, so they didn't bother bringing him along for this discussion on how to scheme against Yin Qi.

Princess Xuanling sneered, "Whether he wants to become a Martial Saint depends on whether he has the life for it. However, your father is watching closely in the mansion, so we must not take action, otherwise, even if your father has to risk punishment from His Majesty, he will cripple you and me."

"Since we cannot take action, we can only borrow a knife to kill."

"Like this, you have people secretly spread the news that Yin Qi is a genius secretly cultivated by your father, not only with the cultivation of an Innate peak but also having created several martial arts and secret techniques, including Dark Jin—a heaven-sent genius."

"In short, it must be exaggerated, but not too exaggerated."

"We want all forces to know that within two years, Yin Qi will definitely become a Martial Saint, comparable to the Champion Marquis."

"Mother, I understand!"

Yin Hao sneered, saying, "Just one Champion Marquis has beaten the Yunmeng Empire until they can't find north; I believe various countries definitely do not want to see a second young Martial Saint born."

"I think we can also use Hong Xuanji for comparison."

"If I were a secret agent of another country, I would probably be eager to kill Yin Qi quickly to nip the threat in the bud."

"Not bad."

Princess Xuanling chuckled.

Dealing with a mere bastard is not something that can't be easily accomplished.

Just then, a maid knocked on the door and came in, reporting, "Reporting to the Madam and the Fourth Young Master, the Duke has just notified the entire mansion that regarding today's martial arts demonstration, especially the matter of the Thirteenth Young Master, it must absolutely not be revealed to the outside."

Princess Xuanling's expression changed, and she said resentfully, "He truly hasn't forgotten that vixen, protecting this bastard at every turn."

"Mother, what should we do now?"

Yin Hao's expression also changed.

Yin Tiancheng had ordered a gag order; if he carried out the plan, he would certainly be suspected.

Princess Xuanling sneered, "Your father wants to protect that animal, but I just won't let him have his way. According to past customs, every year on the night of the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth of the first lunar month, His Majesty will host a grand banquet for his ministers and their families to enjoy with the people."

"During this time, there will be various programs, including martial arts competitions."

"By then, your father will definitely take that little bastard along, so you just find someone to challenge him."

"By the way, didn't they say Yang Tong has a grudge against Yin Qi?"

"Just find him; let him have someone in the arena deal a lethal blow, forcing that little bastard to reveal his true cultivation."

"By then, we won't need to spread anything; there will be countless people who want to kill him."

Yin Hao's eyes lit up, "Mother, you are truly smart. Leave this matter to me; I will definitely handle it beautifully."