Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1400 - 1449: First Grade Four Realms

Li Yifei recounted the process to Yao Lingfu, who remained silent for a long time. Just as Li Yifei was about to ask, Yao Lingfu let out a breath and said, "Kid, you’ve struck it big."

Li Yifei said in confusion, "Ah? Elder Yao, what do you mean by that?"

Yao Lingfu replied, "Do you know what this stone you’ve got is called?"

"Of course not, but it’s indeed quite magical. It changes color when it touches water, revealing the words on it."

Yao Lingfu urgently said, "Nonsense, this is called Black Gold Stone, a very rare type of stone. And the words on it... if I’m not mistaken, are Bird Trace Script."

Li Yifei raised his eyebrows and said, "What is Bird Trace Script? Some kind of text?"

"I told you to read more books, but you didn’t listen... Bird Trace Script is, as legend has it, the text created by Saint Cang Jie. Because it contains many bird-shaped characters, it’s called Bird Trace Script!" Yao Lingfu raised his voice, speaking urgently, "Kid, what kind of luck is this? You actually found the Bird Trace Script. I don’t even know what to say."

Li Yifei felt his heart skip, touched his nose to calm himself down, and asked, "Elder Yao, are you saying I really found Cang Jie’s written legacy?"

"Whether these are Cang Jie’s words, I don’t know, but it’s likely Bird Trace Script, considering the material it’s written on. Characters engraved on stone are easy to preserve, but many have eroded over years due to the elements. However, characters on Black Gold Stone won’t disappear for millennia; its stability is too strong. Without water, it self-protects, and ordinary blades can’t damage it. So, I deduced this is likely the real Bird Trace Script!"

"Then didn’t I just stumble upon a treasure... Wait a minute, even the clan chief doesn’t know what this is. How are you so certain?"

"It’s normal for the clan chief not to know. After so many years, they might not even be sure if they’re Cang Jie’s descendants. As for how I know... hmm, kid, are you underestimating me?" As Yao Lingfu’s voice chilled near the end, Li Yifei quickly shook his head in denial on the phone, saying, "No, absolutely not. What I mean is... Elder Yao is too amazing to know about Bird Trace Script."

"It’s your ignorance. As a master, how can you not know your country’s history? People like Murong Yuanqing possess a lot of secret knowledge. Anyway, keep the Bird Trace Script safe. Although I know it’s Bird Trace Script, I don’t know what it says. But I can tell you this; it’s a treasure for a linguist. The characters might seem mundane to us, but a linguist would gain much enlightenment from them."

"You could say this is a linguist’s path to enlightenment. They observe the text and comprehend the truths of the universe and nature. So you say, kid, how lucky you are to have obtained the Bird Trace Script. You know, there’s a Stele of Saint Cang’s Bird Trace Script built in the Han Dynasty temple, with 28 curious symbols. These were engraved by Han people; their authenticity remains unknown. But you might have gotten the real Bird Trace Script. Wouldn’t you be happy?"

Overjoyed, Li Yifei nodded quickly and said, "I should be happy, haha. Elder Yao, thank you for clearing this up for me. I will keep the stone safe and show it to you when the time comes."

"Whether I see it or not doesn’t matter. It’s just that, suddenly, I thought, if you gather enough Bird Trace Script, even without a linguist, you could attempt to comprehend it yourself. If successful, you might even resolve the witchcraft within you."

"What? Can I really do that?" Li Yifei was shocked.

Yao Lingfu’s next words were a blow, "The premise is you must find enough Bird Trace Script, and coincidentally, the corresponding character can offer the solution to your witchcraft. Moreover, you need to understand the method of deciphering them, or else the characters will be useless to you. Witchcraft isn’t easy to handle, and a linguist is even harder to find."

Li Yifei smacked his lips a few times, let out an "uh", and with his hopes just sparked, was disheartened by Yao Lingfu’s words. With a wry smile, Li Yifei said, "Alright, it seems I’ve oversimplified things. Finding a piece was like a blind cat stumbling on a dead rat; gathering a bunch would be a fool’s dream."

Perhaps feeling like she’d dampened his spirits too much, Yao Lingfu said, "Don’t be too disheartened. Everything follows cause and effect. Maybe fate thinks you’ve been too lucky lately and is giving you a challenge. I see you have great luck; you won’t be stuck on this forever."

"Huh?" Li Yifei, hearing the consolation, sensed something amiss. A flash of insight hit him, and he quickly asked, "Elder Yao, can you see the luck over my head?"

Yao Lingfu answered, "I can see it, but you may not. A few of us can, though we each use different methods. At a certain level, it isn’t difficult."

Li Yifei grinned upon hearing this, chuckling, "Elder Yao, does that mean my realm isn’t too far from yours? I can see the presence of Qi now."

"What? How is that possible? You’ve just entered the Innate Realm; your cultivation is barely beginning, yet you can see Qi’s presence? Tell me quickly!" Yao Lingfu was startled, quickly asked, knowing Li Yifei wasn’t one to boast. If he said so, it must be true.

Li Yifei then recounted seeing Qi at Shaolin Temple and Cang Village, and Yao Lingfu sighed deeply after hearing it, saying, "I don’t know what to say. Your luck is simply extraordinary. There are levels within the Innate Realm, four in total. Sensing Qi, also called feeling Qi, then Controlling Qi, followed by Observing Qi, and then the final stage, Condensing Qi. Yet you’re telling me you can see Qi, see others’ Qi? You astonish me."

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "I don’t know how I can see Qi, but it seems my cultivation hasn’t improved much."

Yao Lingfu rolled her eyes over the phone and said, "Alright, I’ve been stimulated enough today. I don’t want to talk to you anymore. What kind of luck is this, being able to find Bird Trace Script, truly..."

Just before the call ended, Li Yifei faintly heard a phrase "**** luck," and he grinned at the phone. A few seconds later, Li Yifei burst into laughter.

After laughing, Li Yifei approached the Black Gold Stone, gazing at the characters engraved on it. The forms of four birds etched themselves into his mind, and his brain became like a canvas, with the birds moving, flying, and reorganizing under the command of his thoughts.

This was inspired by Yao Lingfu’s words; Li Yifei thought to himself, if he could comprehend the linguist’s methods, wouldn’t he be able to solve it himself?

But... not long after, Li Yifei suddenly screamed and clutched his head, falling to the ground. Initially, as the birds danced, Li Yifei felt nothing. But seconds later, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a massive force was compressing him from all sides. His vision darkened, and he collapsed.

Fortunately, he didn’t lose consciousness; Li Yifei only felt surrounded by darkness. It was unclear how long, but the sound of a phone roused him. Li Yifei struggled to open his eyes, staggered to the table, picked up the phone, and after a while, managed to see the characters clearly.

It was the tour guide calling; Li Yifei answered, and heard the guide say, "Mr. Li, I’ve found out where Li Musheng will be tonight. Would you like to go now?"

The tour guide knew that Li Yifei was extraordinary and had witnessed his skills, so he was naturally eager to lend him a hand.

"Alright, tell me, I’ll go myself," Li Yifei said.

The tour guide gave an address, and Li Yifei noted it down, hung up the call, plunged his head into the basin, splashed cold water on himself for a while, and felt somewhat better.

Looking at the Black Gold Stone, Li Yifei murmured to himself, "Seems I can’t casually attempt to decipher it. This thing is truly peculiar."

Taking the stone out of the water and drying it, he wrapped it in a pocket and slipped it into his backpack, changed his clothes, and left the room.

Downstairs, he hailed a taxi, giving the driver an address. The driver glanced at him but said nothing, and half an hour later, Li Yifei got out of the cab.

Here was a villa district, and taxis could only stop at the entrance. Li Yifei looked at the security guard there but didn’t cause any trouble and walked aside.

Seeing this, the taxi driver sneered and muttered, "Thought he was someone wealthy, turns out he’s just pretending. Coming here late at night to show off, really something."

What the driver didn’t see was Li Yifei soon running a few steps before leaping skyward, effortlessly clearing the two-meter-high wall, landing inside the community.

After discerning his direction slightly, Li Yifei identified the direction to Villa Twelve and walked towards it.

Li Musheng returned to Central Plains City, furious. Never in his life had he suffered such a loss, being handled like a dog and stepped on the ground. This enraged him and made him hate Li Yifei immensely. However, he remained calm, knowing his men couldn’t deal with Li Yifei. Even with double the people, they likely couldn’t manage him, especially with Li Musheng stationed at Cang Village. His side lacked a viable plan.

Upon returning, he chastised his men, drank heavily at his bar, and then staggered back to his villa with two young models in tow. When Li Yifei sneaked over, Li Musheng had just returned to his villa moments ago.

At this moment, he was embracing the two models on either side, dancing provocatively, releasing bursts of lecherous laughter.

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