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23: Blue Intelligence

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed since Qin Feng's Transmigration to this world.

The atmosphere in Star South City had quietly changed over the past half month. Long queues formed at the city gates, mostly consisting of refugees in ragged clothes and with sallow complexions; they dragged their families along, their eyes filled with terror and numbness. On the city streets, the number of patrolling City Guard had noticeably increased, their armor bright and their expressions solemn, adding a touch of tension.

Huichun Medical Hall was also busier than usual, with a constant stream of injured people. Some were hurt in conflicts during the chaos, others were patients suffering from the long journey, and occasionally, one or two men with blade wounds could be seen, their eyes alert and their words few. Fortunately, there were more than twenty medical halls of various sizes in Star South City, and in the eyes of most people, Huichun Medical Hall was still just an ordinary, though skilled, small-scale medical hall overseen by Doctor Chu, and it did not attract much extra attention.

That day, Qin Feng was eating in the main hall of Drunken Immortal Tower, his ears filled with various discussions.

"Hey, have you heard? The 'Purple Robe Bandits' from the north and the 'Green Turban Bandits' from the west have joined forces!"

"More than just heard! They've colluded and already ransacked several nearby towns! Burning, killing, looting—they've done every evil deed imaginable!"

"No wonder so many people are coming to our Star South City to seek refuge with relatives and friends..."

"My cousin serves in the City Guard. I heard they recently recruited a lot of new soldiers urgently. The military pay and equipment costs are being shared among the city's wealthy families."

"Do you think those killers might..."

"What's there to fear! Our City Lord and Vice City Lord are both Martial King realm powerhouses! I doubt they'd dare to run wild in Star South City!"

Listening to the discussions around him, Qin Feng ate his meal in silence, his eyes narrowing slightly. Relying on the System intelligence, he knew far more inside information than these street rumors. The alliance of those two bandit forces was powerful, and the nearby towns had indeed suffered; only a large city like Star South City, with a Martial King in residence and high walls with deep moats, could remain temporarily stable.

This made him vigilant. When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken. He immediately found Second Uncle and took out two hundred gold coins—using part of the Flower Picking Bandit's 'inheritance'—to purchase a residence with a courtyard in a relatively safe area of the city. To others, he simply said he was lucky and had rented a cheap courtyard. Then, he urged Second Uncle to return home as soon as possible to bring his father and several close, trustworthy relatives to the city for settlement.

"Xiao Feng, this... is this house really rented? Where did all this money come from?" Second Uncle looked at the spacious courtyard, both surprised and suspicious.

"Second Uncle, don't ask anymore. In short, the source is legitimate. It's not peaceful outside right now. Bringing Father and our fellow villagers here so we can all be together will make it easier to look after one another." Qin Feng didn't elaborate, his attitude firm.

Seeing his nephew's steady gaze and unquestionable tone, Second Uncle finally nodded and hurriedly left with the money and instructions. Qin Feng watched Second Uncle's departing figure, feeling slightly more at ease. With this base, he could at least provide some protection for his family in the midst of the chaos.

"It seems the outside world isn't peaceful either..." He felt an oppressive sense of an impending storm.

That night, zi hour.

Qin Feng refreshed the System intelligence with anticipation. Today marked exactly one month since he had arrived in this world! According to the System rules, one piece of blue or higher quality intelligence must be refreshed every month!

The light screen lit up, and three pieces of intelligence were listed, their radiance making his breath hitch!

【(Yellow) Instructor Zhang, the instructor of the City Guard's recruit camp, has a transcription of his family's 'Broken Army Spear Technique' (Profound Rank Low Grade) hidden in a secret compartment at the head of his bedroom bed.】

【(Green) Among the refugees, an old man is hiding a fifty-year-old 'blood lingzhi' on his person. Because he doesn't recognize its value, it can be purchased for less than ten gold coins.】

【(Blue) Among the newly arrived refugees, in the second shack of the third row in the western shantytown, a family surnamed Zhao has a remnant of the Earth Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique 'Primordial Unity Qi Art' (first three layers) sewn into the lining of their old, worn-out quilt.】

Yellow, Green, Blue!

Three colors of intelligence refreshed all at once! Especially the content of that blue intelligence, which made Qin Feng's heart almost leap out of his chest!

An Earth Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique!

Although it was a remnant with only the first three layers, it was Earth Rank! It was an existence far beyond the Profound and Yellow Rank techniques he currently knew! It was a peerless Secret Manual enough to make Martial Kings or even Martial Emperors red-eyed with envy! To think it was hidden in a refugee family's ragged quilt in such an inconspicuous way!

This sudden, massive Opportunity was like a surging wave, instantly dispersing the gloom caused by the external turmoil. In Qin Feng's eyes, an unprecedented brilliance erupted.

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