Chapter 34 The Shadowless Gun - Lin Chen

After entering the city, Jiang Chen and the three of them checked into the same inn.

Through conversation, Jiang Chen learned that the Jianghu man surnamed Wang was called Wang Jiao, and the other two were called Hu Xiu and Zhang Ji.

The three of them had met by Destiny, and since they shared similar interests, they had become good friends.

After setting down their luggage, the three of them impatiently headed into the county town to seek out places of pleasure, enthusiastically inviting Jiang Chen to join them, but Jiang Chen declined.

At night, Jiang Chen sat in meditation and practiced breathing in his room; although he believed in Cultivating with a balance of relaxation and tension, he had already relaxed for the entire day.

If he didn't put in extra work at night, when would he ever achieve longevity?

Moreover, it was nearly the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon was becoming increasingly full, and the Lunar Essence was spilling onto the ground as if it were free.

That's right, Jiang Chen accepted everything that came his way; not only did he absorb Solar Essence, but he didn't even let the Lunar Essence go.

For a Daoist Cultivator, this was quite inconceivable.

Because the Daoist sect had its own system; absorbing the purple Qi of the rising sun was one thing, but absorbing both Lunar Essence and Solar Essence simultaneously easily led to one's True Qi being strong but not pure enough.

This was also the reason why many demons were often stuck at a certain Realm for hundreds of years.

However, this was no issue for Jiang Chen; his Physique was special, and he had no Bottleneck to speak of. On the contrary, because of the mutual aid of Yin and Yang, his True Qi became even more powerful.

However, too much is as bad as too little; Jiang Chen only absorbed a little bit of the Lunar Essence before stopping.

Then, he simply washed up and lay down on the bed to sleep.

However, during the night, Jiang Chen heard a rustling sound coming from the room.

He was somewhat speechless; there were actually more rats in this inn than in the mountains and forests.

As for a place of pure spirit like Mount Mao, there were, of course, no rats.

With a wave of his sleeve, Jiang Chen relocated the few large rats and over a dozen small rats.

On the street, a tabby cat was all alone raising four kittens.

Recently, it had been exhausted; the little ones were too voracious, and it was struggling to catch enough rats on its own.

But suddenly, next to its nest, a few large rats and a litter of small rats appeared.

At this moment, the big cat's eyes widened at the big rats, and the kittens' eyes widened at the small rats; for a moment, both sides were somewhat bewildered.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The big rats finally reacted, and with a startled cry, they tried to flee.

But the tabby cat was faster; it caught one with its left paw, one with its right, and held another in its mouth.

As for the small rats, they were all subdued by the kittens.

"Meow～"

Only then did Jiang Chen lie back down with peace of mind and sleep until dawn.

The next morning, Jiang Chen woke up early, washed up, and went downstairs.

Only after descending the stairs did he notice that the atmosphere in the inn today seemed somewhat unusual.

There was none of the usual hustle and bustle, nor were there many people eating breakfast in the inn.

Near a window in the inn, there was only a young man eating slowly with a spear wrapped in cloth strapped to his back.

Jiang Chen didn't know what was going on, but he didn't care either; after ordering breakfast from the waiter, he simply ate on his own.

On the other side, the young man saw that someone was actually not afraid of him and had sat down to eat so openly, so he couldn't help but take a few extra looks at Jiang Chen.

Wearing Daoist robes, he didn't know which Daoist temple in Yangzhou this person came from.

The young man shook his head; the Daoist temples in Yangzhou were mostly just for show. He had once gone to consult a few, but unfortunately, none of them could fight.

Two of the temples did know some minor Spells, but under his long spear, they were as vulnerable as clay chickens and pottery dogs.

"Little Daoist, you're up quite early."

Just then, Wang Jiao and the other two walked in from outside, clutching their waists and sporting dark circles under their eyes.

As soon as they entered, Jiang Chen could smell a thick odor of cheap powder and rouge.

This made him frown slightly; he flicked his sleeve, and a breeze appeared out of thin air, blowing away the scent of powder and rouge from the three of them.

The three of them instantly sobered up, feeling the fatigue from last night's exertions wiped away.

They were now certain once again that Jiang Chen was indeed a Daoist with profound Daoist arts, not some fake Daoist who swindled people.

"Many thanks, Little... Daoist!" the three of them clasped their hands in salute.

"No need for thanks. Three, I wonder when the duel between Zhao Tianhai of the Golden Blade Sect and the Shadowless Spear, Lin Chen, is scheduled to take place."

"Ah, that Zhao Tianhai and that Lin, Lin, Lin Chen!" Wang Jiao hadn't finished speaking before he looked at the young man sitting near the window as if he had seen a ghost.

The young man also put down his chopsticks at this moment, his sharp eyes sweeping over.

"Little Daoist, do you want to watch the life-and-death battle between me and Zhao Tianhai?" The young man looked about the same age as Jiang Chen, only about twenty years old, but his voice sounded more weary, as if he had experienced many things.

Speaking of the person involved right in front of them, even Jiang Chen felt slightly embarrassed, but he quickly dispelled this emotion.

He stood up and performed a Daoist salute towards Lin Chen. "This poor Daoist is Great True Lord Xuanyi. I did not know it was Hero Lin present just now; please forgive my rudeness."

Lin Chen did not put on airs and also stood up to return the salute.

"Little Daoist, I have an appointment with Zhao Tianhai at Beiyuan Villa, thirty miles outside the city. Would you like to go with me?"

For some reason, Lin Chen had originally just wanted to quietly resolve his grudge with Zhao Tianhai.

But suddenly, he wanted this battle to have more spectators.

Although the news of his battle with Zhao Tianhai had already leaked out.

"Little Daoist, let me propose a deal. If I lose, I ask that you bury my corpse right there. I have nothing of value, only this long spear is worth a few taels of silver. Will you take this job, Little Daoist?"

Jiang Chen's eyelids drooped slightly. "Since Hero Lin has lived a life of integrity and has only the long spear as a companion, how could I take what you love? If you die, I will naturally perform the funeral rites and bury Hero Lin."

Lin Chen's eyes brightened slightly upon hearing this. "It seems I underestimated you, Little Daoist. Since that is the case, let us go together!"

Wang Jiao and the others trembled on the side, not daring to interrupt.

They were usually arrogant and overbearing, but when facing a true Martial Forest expert, they could not help but show cowardice.

However, the duel between the two great experts overcame the fear in their hearts; they gritted their teeth and followed behind Jiang Chen and the other man.

As they left the city, more and more people followed behind them.

These people had all heard of the duel between Lin Chen and Zhao Tianhai and had come to watch.

"Hero Lin, I wonder how much chance of winning you have on this trip?"

Lin Chen's lowered hand gripped the long spear on his back, and he said indifferently, "Although Zhao Tianhai is despicable, his martial arts attainments are truly at the peak."

"I started practicing the spear at five, and at eleven, I single-handedly wiped out a band of mountain bandits. At eighteen, I sparred with the master of Mingcheng Temple and won by a narrow margin. At twenty, my spear technique reached Major Achievement, and I escaped unscathed from the hands of a fox demon."

"Now at twenty-two, I have challenged the five great experts of the Central Plains, achieving four wins and one draw. Finally, I even comprehended a trump card spear technique from the rain, but facing Zhao Tianhai, I only dare to say it is a fifty-fifty chance."