Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 255 - 125 Chen Jie: No One Can Find the Eighteen Dragon Capturing Palms? I Don’t Believe It!_6
Chapter 255: Chapter 125 Chen Jie: No One Can Find the Eighteen Dragon Capturing Palms? I Don’t Believe It!_6
[5. Having thought about the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms multiple times today, you’ve gained information. The old beggar, after obtaining the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms from Headquarters, copied it onto a sheet of paper and transferred it overnight to a location completely unassociated with the Beggar Sect, which is not within Mianshui County!]
Looking at the updated information, Chen Jie’s eyes opened wide as he carefully considered the information from today’s report.
The volume of information in today’s report was not small.
The first piece was the aftermath of today’s gambling fight, which actually resulted in the Jianghu bestowing a nickname upon him.
“The Soul-chasing Spear” sounded quite formidable, but Chen Jie didn’t feel a trace of happiness.
It is said that the louder the nickname, the weaker the strength.
This “Soul-chasing Spear” sounded intimidating, but it probably wasn’t much to speak of, much like those Jianghu characters in martial arts novels who serve as a backdrop for the protagonist.
For example, to highlight a swordsman’s prowess, they might say he defeated twelve masters, including the Soul-chasing Spear…
Well, his Dao Path in Martial Arts was just beginning. He needed to work hard!
However, such a Jianghu Greeting was beyond his control; it was typically something the Jianghu people would come up with based on your characteristics and then spread widely across the Jianghu.
Like Feng Xuan’s nickname, the “Eight-faced Buddha.”
What is the Eight-faced Buddha? It describes a person as being adaptable and also carries the connotation of being the second in command in a guild.
And then there’s Zheng Chuan’s “Iron-faced Tiger,” describing a person who dares to fight and act decisively, with “Iron Face” indicating a merciless and ruthless nature.
Or Zhou Chu’s “Black-eyed Bear”… which is best left unmentioned…
Now, Chen Jie had begun to establish his own name in the Jianghu, which, of course, would change along with the increase in his status, changes in his Cultivation Technique, and other factors.
For example, Peng Shizhong’s nickname used to be “Stone Breaking Hand,” but after he became one of the Thirteen Grand Protectors, it was changed to “Fisherman.”
Then there was the second piece of information, which said that Feng Xuan harbored resentment over Chen Jie’s rise in the White Tiger Hall. Chen Jie could understand this, for his rise meant that Feng Xuan’s power was gradually declining.
If Feng Xuan had no thoughts about it, that would be strange. But it wasn’t important.
This was something Chen Jie had anticipated long ago. To ascend to power, one naturally had to offend others—after all, there was only so much ‘meat’ to go around. If he took a bigger bite, others would have less. How could they be willing?
But at the same time, what could you do if they were unwilling?
Just because Feng Xuan held a grudge, should he refrain from grasping power? Impossible!
Chen Jie would never leave his life in the hands of others!
So no matter whether it was Feng Xuan, Zheng Chuan, or Lu Rong, he wouldn’t give in; he had to fight for what he should.
Of course, he also had to be wary of them trying to trip him up.
He continued to read the report.
The fourth piece was an informative report about that Qimu Ge he met today; he was unexpectedly a master no weaker than Nan Batian. More importantly, he was actually just a house slave of the County Daru Hua Chi; a house slave with such strength.
The Mulan people were truly fearsome.
And they had military forces like the Black Cavalry under their command, no wonder the entire Mianshui County revered them!
Even Nan Batian and Liu Laoguai had to look up to them!
It seemed that he had to be cautious not to conflict with Darugachi Mansion while he was still weak.
With this in mind, Chen Jie shifted his gaze to the third piece of information.
This piece was highly relevant to him as it mentioned something about the death of Fourth Brother, Deng Guangming.
Exactly how did Deng Guangming die? Now that he had taken Peng Shizhong’s order, he had to investigate. Previously he had no clear direction, but now he had a specific one—the account book.
That’s right, Deng Guangming was obviously reviewing the accounts at the time of his death.
Who would be affected by the account review?
Why did Deng Guangming have to die?
Did he discover something he shouldn’t have?
Thinking of this, Chen Jie knew he had a clear direction. He would look into the account books tomorrow; he was bound to find something.
Thinking like this, Chen Jie felt relaxed. The information System really was useful; a directionless matter was directly pointed out, saving him a lot of detours.
With this in mind, Chen Jie looked at the last and most critical piece of information.
The whereabouts of the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms!
Reading the fifth piece, there wasn’t much useful information, but it gave Chen Jie unlimited confidence because there indeed was a rubbing plate for the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms.
Chen Jie was not afraid of it being hidden well.
What he feared was the old beggar memorizing it all by heart; without this rubbing plate for the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms, how could he find it? Even if the information System prompted him all the time, he would never be able to find it.
But now it was different. This piece of information told him there is such a piece of rubbing paper.
And it was hidden outside the city, in a place completely unrelated to the Beggar Sect.
That was enough. Chen Jie could focus on this piece of information, constantly refreshing the fifth piece.
One piece of information might not lock down the location, but ten pieces or twenty might.
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As long as he was willing to refresh and wait, he would eventually get ahold of the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms manual. Sooner or later, it would be his for the taking.
And the more secret and unexpected the hiding place, the better.
Because that meant others couldn’t find it, and in the end, wouldn’t it be his?
With these thoughts, Chen Jie felt pleased.
Next, he only had to do three things: refresh the information and pinpoint the location of the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms manual.
Secondly, review the account books and find the real culprit behind the Fourth Brother’s death.
Thirdly, attend the morning meeting at White Tiger Hall to gain the power in White Tiger Hall, realizing his ambition.
With a clear goal, it was time to achieve it.
Like this, morning came quickly, and after eating breakfast, Chen Jie was surprised to find Peng Fu knocking at the door.
Peng Fu said, “Fifth Master, the Hall Master has sent me to escort you to White Tiger Hall.”
Chen Jie looked at Peng Fu and replied, “Thank you, Uncle Fu.”
