I Can See Through Everything - Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Refining the Blade Embryo, Strange Misunderstanding

. On the hillside, in the woods,

Lu Qing fell silent as he watched Shadow’s gradually fading corpse.

His dying words echoed in his mind.

“Sir Lu Qing, I’ve told you everything I can, but I advise you not to rush for revenge. We have many assassins stronger than me within the Seven Killings Tower, and several of our most important strongholds are manned by Innate Realm elders.

Sir Lu Qing, you possess unparalleled martial arts talent and a promising future. You will surely become a martial arts giant.

It would then be easy for you to control the Seven Killings Tower.

Unfortunately, I won’t be there to witness that scene…”

Lu Qing could sense that Shadow, before his death, was filled with resentment towards the Seven Killings Tower.

That’s why he revealed everything he knew about the Seven Killings Tower.

He wondered what cruelty the Seven Killings Tower had inflicted on Shadow, causing him, as a disciple, to harbor no loyalty to the sect and instead wish for its utter destruction.

He recalled the assassin “Tian Gu” who had previously assassinated Young Master Wei. He had also given him some advice before dying.

It seemed that these assassins from the Seven Killings Tower were quite interesting.

Perhaps because they had assassinated so many people, they had long been prepared to face death.

Even at the moment of their own death, they all seemed quite calm.

However, although his impression of these assassins had slightly improved, an enemy was still an enemy.

Lu Qing would not spare “Shadow”‘s life because of this.

Although with his abilities, it would not be difficult to heal “Shadow’s” injuries.

But being lenient to the enemy would be cruel to oneself.

As early as when “Shadow” decided to assassinate him, it was already determined that only one of them would survive.

Lu Qing was not such a saint that he could even let his assassin go.

Through his supernatural powers, he could see that “Shadow” was indeed completely dead.

Lu Qing searched through Shadow’s possessions briefly, storing any useful items in his Qiankun Qi bag. He then found a place to bury the body, resting it in peace and preventing it from being exposed in the wilderness.

After completing this, he returned home with Xiao Li, who had been hiding in the dark.

He had previously kept Xiao Li hidden as a precaution.

If the enemy proved too strong for him to handle, he would have a backup plan.

However, it was clear that his concern was overblown.

Returning home, Lu Qing unearthed the items he had looted from Shadow.

After taking inventory, he found few valuable finds.

Aside from some gold, silver, and banknotes, there were only a few items of any real value:

two medicine bottles, a set of soft armor, and the poison-coated Qianlian-level dagger.

One of the two bottles contained poison, the other contained elixirs for the Inner Viscera realm.

However, aside from the bottle of Inner Viscera Realm elixir, these items were of little use to Lu Qing. Giving them away later would be a nice favor.

Lu Qing felt a little disappointed.

He hadn’t found any secret manuals or anything like that on either Tian Gu or Shadow.

Honestly, he was still very interested in the Seven Killings Tower’s bone-changing technique.

While his current level of control over his physical body had reached an extremely high level,

temporarily changing his appearance wasn’t difficult.

However, achieving the seamless disguise of someone else, coordinated and flawless, achieved by Tian Gu before, was still extremely difficult.

Unfortunately, it was clear that the Seven Killings Tower had some kind of restriction, prohibiting their assassins from carrying secret manuals, lest they reveal the sect’s core secrets.

Finding nothing particularly useful, Lu Qing gathered his belongings and, carrying Xiao Li and the fish bucket, headed towards the courtyard halfway up the mountain.

“Brother, Xiaoli, you’re back!”

Arriving at the courtyard halfway up the mountain, Xiaoyan, who had been reciting an article in the yard, suddenly put down her book and came bounding over.

“Well, how’s it going? Did you memorize today’s article?” Lu Qing asked with a smile.

Xiaoli jumped into Xiaoyan’s arms, enjoying her touch.

“I’ve got it. How’s your fishing haul? Did you catch any rare fish?”

Xiaoyan knew that Lu Qing had gone fishing this time because Xiaoli had been craving rare fish lately, begging for them and rolling around, which was why he had gone out early this morning.

“I did, and I caught several.”

The brother and sister were talking in the courtyard when Old Doctor Chen emerged from the house.

He looked at Lu Qing with a serious expression. “Ah Qing, what was that just now?”

It was clear that the old doctor had sensed the fluctuations from Lu Qing’s earlier battle with “Shadow.”

After all, the courtyard halfway up the mountain wasn’t too far from the hilltop.

“A rogue from the Seven Killings Tower has been dealt with by our disciples,” Lu Qing said casually.

The old doctor nodded, not asking about the assassin from the Seven Killings Tower.

He himself disliked harming others, but he wouldn’t ask his disciples to do the same.

Furthermore, he disliked the Seven Killings Tower, a force that casually assassinated others.

“Although you’re fine this time, you should still be more careful on a daily basis,” the old doctor advised.

“Disciple understands,”

Lu Qing nodded, then added, “Master, I had some luck this morning and caught a few Red Moon Carp. We sold that Red Moon Carp last time, and we didn’t get to taste it. Why don’t we try one of the world’s ten most delicious fish tonight?”

“You caught several Red Moon Carp?” the old doctor exclaimed in surprise. “Are Red Moon Carp so easy to catch now?” “

I’m surprised too. Perhaps it’s because I haven’t fished in a while, and the river’s exotic fish have gathered.”

Lu Qing had a suspicion, but he couldn’t jump to conclusions without confirmation.

Hearing about the Red Moon Carp, the old doctor grew excited.

That evening, while Lu Qing was cooking, he left his study early, not even looking at his medical textbooks.

Lu Qing steamed two Red Moon Carp, and made soup with the other.

At dinner, the others tasted the fish and found them incredibly tender and fragrant, while the soup was incredibly refreshing and delicious, truly worthy of its title of “Ten Fresh Delicacy.”

Lu Qing and the others devoured the meal with relish, exclaiming in delight.

That night, after Xiaoyan and Xiaoli had fallen asleep, Lu Qing sat in bed, quietly pondering.

During the day, he had learned a great deal about the Seven Killings Tower from “Shadow,”

including the locations of several important strongholds.

But he had no intention of attacking the Seven Killings Tower anytime soon.

Lu Qing was self-aware. With his current strength, attempting to overthrow the Seven Killings Tower was a pipe dream.

Even if he could unexpectedly destroy one or two of their strongholds, it would be a minor blow to a behemoth like the Seven Killings Tower, serving only to alert the enemy.

He had to strike at the weakest point, or else he wouldn’t attack at all. If he did, he would absolutely cripple, inflict harm, or even kill!

So Lu Qing wasn’t in a rush.

Right now, his most important priority was to accumulate experience, seize the time, and maximize his strength.

Only when he was strong enough would he be worthy enough to challenge a formidable force like the Seven Killings Tower.

He also had a premonition that the thousand-year-long shift the young man had spoken of wasn’t far off.

Perhaps within a few years, the world would truly change.

After condensing a trace of the soul rune framework, Lu Qing remained confident in his intuition.

To survive the great changes of the future, strength is essential.

Temporary gains and losses, or strife of arrogance, are of little consequence; strengthening one’s own strength is paramount.

With this thought, Lu Qing’s mind shifted, and a sword materialized in his hand—the very blade embryo, forged from meteorite iron.

Placing the blade embryo horizontally across his knees, Lu Qing concentrated his mind and calmed his spirit. A trace of spiritual power emerged from the acupoint between his eyebrows and entered the blade embryo, beginning to refine it.

Lu Qing employed a secret technique inherited from the Lihuo Sect.

Using his mind to refine the blade embryo, he inscribed secret patterns within it, leaving behind his spiritual imprint.

Once the patterns were inscribed and the refinement was complete, the blade embryo would transform into a magical sword weapon, a realm even higher than a divine weapon.

However, due to his limited spiritual power, Lu Qing’s daily refinement time was limited.

Therefore, successfully refining the blade embryo into a magical weapon was bound to be a lengthy process, requiring considerable time.

After refining for a quarter of an hour, Lu Qing began to feel mentally exhausted. Knowing he had reached his limit, he ceased the practice and returned the blade embryo to his Qiankun Qi Bag.

He then took this opportunity to practice the [Furnace-Burning Visualization Method], straining his mind to its limits before falling into a deep sleep, following a special breathing technique.

Waking the next day, Lu Qing felt refreshed, and the spiritual power within his brow acupoint had increased significantly.

This was the cultivation method he had devised over the past few days, pieced together from the numerous traditions he had memorized.

Every night, he would first utilize his spiritual power to refine the meteorite blade embryo, then practice the [Furnace-Burning Visualization Method], straining his mind to its limits. Then, following a tortoise breathing technique, he would regulate his breathing and fall asleep, restoring his spiritual power in his sleep.

After this period of practice, upon waking the next day, well-rested, his spiritual power would not only be fully restored but even significantly increased. He

truly achieved the perfect balance of refining and cultivating.

After feeling the enhanced power of his soul, Lu Qing was very satisfied.

At this rate of progress, it would no longer be a luxury for him to condense a complete soul talisman before entering the Xiantian realm.

Looking at the sky outside, the morning sun had already risen. As usual, Lu Qing practiced a few rounds of health-preserving boxing in the yard, then went to make breakfast.

Just after finishing breakfast, he was about to call Xiaoyan and Xiaoli.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside, followed by a cheerful voice.

“Brother Lu Qing, I’m here to eat!”

“Master Ma, are you done with the affairs of your clan?”

Lu Qing walked out, a little surprised.

Yes, the person who came was Ma Gu. He was dressed in a green robe, with a long sword at his waist, and he had returned to his old attire.

“I’m done. Thanks to Zi’an, the clan doesn’t need to be busy anymore. The clan leader and elders keep nagging me, practically telling me straight out that as long as I maintain good relations with Zi’an and you guys, I don’t need to do anything else.

I got fed up with it, so I found an excuse and ran back to Daji.”

Ma Gu looked rather depressed and a little embarrassed.

He seemed to feel that the clan’s actions were overly calculating towards his relationship with Lu Qing and the others.

Lu Qing, however, didn’t seem to care.

Instead, he asked, “You’re back in Daji. What about Zi’an? You don’t have to supervise his cultivation anymore?”

Lu Qing knew the real reason why Wei Zi’an had chosen Ma Gu as his master.

“Well, I’ll keep you in suspense for now. You’ll know in a couple of days.”

Unexpectedly, Ma Gu smiled and continued to keep the suspense.

Lu Qing: …

Just as Lu Qing was speechless, Ma Gu removed the longsword from his waist.

“By the way, Brother Lu Qing, I just noticed a few days ago. Was this sword you gave me as a gift?”

Lu Qing glanced at the scabbard. It looked familiar; it was the one he had asked Master Lin of the Zhuxin Workshop to make that day. He nodded.

“Yes, it was from me. It was a gift for you and Young Master Wei at the apprenticeship ceremony that day.”

“Really?” Ma Gu’s eyes widened. “Brother Lu Qing, did you know that this sword is a thousand-refined sword?”

“Of course I know, otherwise why would I give it to you?” Lu Qing nodded again.

Of course, he had forged this sword himself, so how could he not know its quality?

However, Lu Qing was also a little puzzled.

He had given the sword away some time ago, so why was Ma Gu asking about it now?

“A thousand-refined sword is incredibly valuable, worth a fortune. Brother Lu Qing, I dare not accept such a valuable gift. You should take it back,” Ma Gu said quickly.

In his heart, Lu Qing was a great benefactor who had saved him so many times.

He hadn’t even had time to repay such a great favor, so how could he possibly accept such a lavish gift?

You have to know, even in the Ma family’s treasury, there wasn’t a single Thousand-Refined-level weapon.

So when Ma Gu discovered this gift, not only he, but even the head of the family was completely stunned.

Lu Qing: “…Didn’t Chief Steward Wei tell you that I forged this sword myself? Didn’t it cost me a fortune?”

“You forged this precious sword yourself?!”

To Lu Qing’s surprise, Ma Gu’s eyes widened even wider upon hearing this, like a cow’s, his face filled with disbelief.

Lu Qing fell silent.

Ma Gu didn’t look like he was being sham; he probably genuinely didn’t know about this.

But how could Chief Steward Wei make such a mistake? What Lu

Qing didn’t know was that Chief Steward Wei was always so thorough and considerate, and logically, he wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake.

However, a number of incidents occurred during the apprenticeship ceremony that day, most notably Wei Zi’an, who was severely injured in an assassination attempt.

Although Lu Qing saved his life with a miraculous elixir,

his vital energy was severely damaged, and the ceremony ultimately concluded abruptly.

Afterwards, the Wei family was so eager to uncover the identity of the person offering the bounty for Wei Zi’an’s assassination that they neglected to provide gifts. They only sent Ma Gu’s portion to the Ma family, leaving the rest unaccounted for.

Lu Qing’s gift, however, was lost amidst the other gifts.

It was only when the Ma family counted the gifts and saw the name on the box that they realized it was from Lu Qing.

Upon opening it, the entire Ma family was stunned to see the Thousand Refined Sword within.

By then, Lu Qing and the old doctor had already returned to Jiuli Village.

After listening to Ma Gu’s account, Lu Qing finally understood what had happened.

He smiled and said, “In that case, Master Ma, you can take this sword without any worries. This sword is a practice work I made at the Heart Casting Workshop. It’s nothing special and it didn’t cost much.”

These words choked Ma Gu.

A practice work of the Thousand Refinements level…

Has Brother Lu Qing’s casting skills reached this level?

No, when did Brother Lu Qing learn the casting skills? How come he doesn’t know?

Was it during the days when he went home? But that was only a few days!

For a moment, Ma Gu’s thoughts fell into a mess, and his whole brain almost crashed.

However, knowing that it was really made by Lu Qing himself, he finally accepted the Thousand Refinements Sword.

“Master Ma, have you eaten? I just made breakfast. Do you want to eat together?”

Lu Qing asked after seeing Ma Gu’s mentality recover.

Ma Gu’s eyes lit up immediately. “Of course I have to eat. I came here on purpose with an empty stomach. It’s just been so long since I’ve tasted your cooking, and I’m craving it.”

“…” Lu Qing could only laugh when he heard someone talk about eating for free so confidently. “Okay, then, go inside and wait for a while. I’ll go wake up Xiaoyan and the others.”

(End of this chapter)