66: Chapter 66 looks a bit like the Sunflower Acupuncture Technique?
But now, everything had been ruined by that mindless idiot Liu Changqing!
His 'bone-stripping craft' was completely exposed; who would dare to foolishly come forward and give him money in the future?
Leave just like that?
That would be a damn huge loss!
No, absolutely not!
When Chun Xiaobai did business, there was no such thing as a loss!
He had risked his life and worked hard to infiltrate the Outer Sect. If he didn't make enough profit and just left dejectedly, where would he put the Face of the Black Wind Stronghold Great King?!
"It seems I can only take the initiative... and pull off a big job."
Chun Xiaobai's eyes darted around as he glanced through the broken wall of the cultivation room at the fat and thin figures in the pavilion outside.
His eyes rolled, and a plan instantly came to mind.
However, he was in no hurry. He first blocked the gaps that had been shaken open earlier, then with a thought, he entered the Altar once more.
Because he intended to pull off one last big job.
This time, he had to learn a supreme technique suitable for a dark and windy night.
Chun Xiaobai scanned the walls; there were many fist techniques and footwork techniques, but they had too many Moves and steps.
Based on the time it took to learn Sky-Tearing Hand and Heaven-Treading Step, he likely wouldn't be able to finish before being kicked out.
After some thought, he walked up to a finger technique.
This finger technique had only three strikes.
Chun Xiaobai immediately followed the movements of the first illustration, extending his right hand with his index and middle fingers pressed together, pointing forward from a distance—the first level of the Heaven-Sealing Finger!
Similarly, a set of key formulas regarding the Cultivation Technique entered his mind.
The first strike of this finger technique seals a person's major acupoints and their Qi and blood; the second strike seals and severs their Foundation; and the third strike seals their vitality!
"Why does this look a bit like the Sunflower Acupoint Hand?"
Next was the second illustration.
On the third illustration, there was only one simple movement: two fingers pressed together, pointing at one's own glabella.
This Heaven-Sealing Finger was quite miraculous; it could be used not only on others but also on oneself. However, he didn't know what the effect would be if used on himself.
But he discovered that this finger technique was even more profound than the Sky-Tearing Hand; it actually took him a full hour to comprehend it.
Just as Chun Xiaobai wanted to study it further, his head suddenly felt heavy.
His time had reached its limit.
An invisible force kicked Chun Xiaobai straight out.
He quickly took out twenty Spirit Medicines and stuffed them into his mouth in one gulp.
After recovering from that sense of weakness, Chun Xiaobai took a full day to rest and regroup, since he was planning to pull off a big job.
The next day, he ran out of the cultivation room to the pavilion and asked Bai Jiner and the other person.
"Do either of you know how to do needlework?"
Hearing this, Fang Yuan shrank his neck and immediately turned his gaze toward Bai Jiner.
Licking someone's boots was fine, but holding an embroidery needle?
Better not make a fool of himself.
Bai Jiner froze for a moment, then nodded timidly. "Chun... Great King, I do. Are your clothes... torn?"
Hearing the title 'Great King,' Chun Xiaobai nodded with satisfaction. Taking in this Third Leader wasn't in vain.
"Yes, I have a 'special' set of clothes that needs a bit of processing."
Then, he beckoned mysteriously, "Follow me."
The two of them arrived at the cultivation room.
Chun Xiaobai gave a casual wave, and with a clatter, a pile of messy clothing poured out from the Storage Pouch. He rummaged through it for a bit, picking and choosing.
Finally, he picked up several sets of ink-black robes and stuffed them all into Bai Jiner's arms.
"Alter a comfortable, form-fitting outfit for This Great King according to the style of Night-traveling clothes."
Bai Jiner stiffened slightly while holding the pile of black clothes.
Night-traveling clothes?
That was the standard equipment for a dark and windy night of killing or for a thief leaping over walls!
Was he planning to... be a thief?
"You..."
"Third Leader, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
As soon as she uttered one word, she was directly interrupted by Chun Xiaobai, his tone carrying an unquestionable bandit-like air.
"As long as you alter this set of clothes to be comfortable for This Great King, it will be counted as a great service!"
A great service?
Bai Jiner looked at the black cloth in her hands.
This guy was eighty percent likely going out to do some 'business without capital.'
She wanted to offer a few words of advice.
But as the words reached her lips, the resources he had obtained—which she couldn't have gathered in ten years—somehow flashed through her mind.
For some reason, she suppressed her words of advice.
Today, she had just casually held the Storage Pouch for him to help bolster his prestige, and as Great King, he had earned so many treasures.
If she sewed this outfit, then wouldn't it be...
"Oh my! How can I be so greedy for money!" she pinched herself hard in her heart. "This is aiding and abetting a villain... what if he gets caught..."
"Hurry up!" Chun Xiaobai urged impatiently.
"Oh!"
Bai Jiner's body jolted, and she instinctively nodded.
In the next second, she skillfully took out a sewing kit from her Storage Pouch and threaded the needle with a 'whoosh'.
Her conscience was still struggling, but her hands were already moving very honestly.
To be fair, her stitches were fast and precise, with no sense of awkwardness at all, and not a hint of the guilt of 'aiding a villain' could be seen in her movements.
In less than half an hour, a set of Night-traveling clothes had been altered by her.
Chun Xiaobai picked it up and shook it, then gave the seams a hard tug.
"Good, the needlework is decent... very sturdy. This counts as a great service!"
Bai Jiner awkwardly rubbed the corner of her clothes, keeping her head down, not daring to look at him.
Chun Xiaobai didn't let the two of them leave. His Immortal Cave was large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, so he just pointed out two side rooms.
Naturally, the two of them wouldn't refuse.
One day of cultivation on this mountain peak was worth ten days of bitter cultivation at the foot of the mountain, especially in this courtyard that had been cleansed by Spirit Stones.
...
The night was dark and windy, with dark clouds obscuring the sun.
Not a single star could be seen; the entire Outer Sect peak seemed to be coated in a layer of ink, so dark one couldn't see their own hand in front of their Face.
In the eyes of a scholar, such weather was deathly still, but in Chun Xiaobai's eyes, it was... a business opportunity.
He looked up at the pitch-black sky.
"Damn, even the heavens are providing cover for This Great King. If I don't go out and pull off a job, wouldn't I be failing to give the heavens Face?"
No sooner said than done.
He threw on the set of Night-traveling clothes sewn by Bai Jiner.
Next, he fished an object out of his robe—a black hood that only revealed two eyes.
This was his 'tool for eating' back in the Black Wind Stronghold; it carried the traces of his countless 'glorious years,' and he always kept it with him.
Chun Xiaobai pulled it over his head.
He walked to the bronze mirror.
In the mirror, a man in black with only two thieving eyes showing raised his eyebrows at himself.
He immediately felt a long-lost aura.
Chun Xiaobai patted his chest with satisfaction.
"Not bad, not bad! This material from the cultivation world... looks even a bit more handsome than what This Great King wore back in the Black Wind Stronghold!"
...
Chun Xiaobai didn't even greet Fang Yuan and Bai Jiner, slipping out of the courtyard alone and silently.
Arriving outside the Immortal Cave, he spread his Divine Sense and scanned the surroundings.
Late at night, he didn't see many Disciples wandering around the Immortal Cave area.
However, he did see several Law Enforcement Disciples on duty, gathered at a distant corner of the mountain path, each holding a jar of wine and drinking happily.
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