Chapter 97: A Midnight Quest for Vengeance!

Outside the dormitory.

Ling Qiu stepped out.

Zhao Dezhu turned his head and exclaimed, “Holy crap! Brother? No, no, it’s Brother Qiu… Lord Qiu!! You’re out?!”

At the same time, he quickly glanced at his watch. “Wow… no way, big brother… it’s only been a few minutes… You’re that fast?!”

Ling Qiu said nothing and swiftly hoisted Zhao Dezhu up.

“Open your mouth.”

Zhao Dezhu was taken aback. Though unsure of Ling Qiu’s intention, he followed the command instinctively.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ling Qiu suddenly tossed a small granular object into it.

Gulp!

Zhao Dezhu swallowed involuntarily and then hurriedly tried to clear his throat.

“Big brother… what… what did you just feed me?!”

“An elixir,” Ling Qiu replied casually.

“What the hell is that?”

Zhao Dezhu poked and prodded his throat but couldn’t get it out. Suddenly, a chill ran through him. “No way… you caught me snooping on you and the campus belle Cheng, and now you’re trying to poison me to keep me quiet, huh?”

Ling Qiu couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head.

This guy really had an overactive imagination.

Of course, Zhao Dezhu wasn’t serious—it was just a wild guess.

The thing Ling Qiu had just fed him tasted like a candy bean, which sparked Zhao Dezhu’s imagination. “I get it! You gave me a candy to shut my mouth! So I won’t blab about this!”

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Dezhu gave a thumbs up. “Brother, I’m impressed! Every move of yours is so full of mystery, making me figure it out on my own! Truly a master with the demeanor of a grandmaster!”

Ling Qiu: …

Faced with such a wildly imaginative and carefree thinker, Ling Qiu knew there was no need to explain further; the other wouldn’t overthink it.

That candy-like object was actually a crude Yang energy pill.

Ling Qiu had made it on the spot using his Yang energy, without any tools.

Once Zhao Dezhu ingested it, his Yang energy would remain abundant for the next few days.

If it had been earlier, Ling Qiu wouldn’t have needed to give it to him.

Even if a ghost was attracted here, there would be at most one or two—no big deal.

But after today’s encounter with that mysterious fierce spirit, Ling Qiu felt this was no simple matter.

Unexpectedly…

Zhao Dezhu’s own recklessness—taking a drag from his “cigarette”—had hooked a big fish instead.

Ling Qiu had a hunch this mastermind behind the scenes might be the first real opponent he would face since his resurrection.

…

That day passed unusually slowly.

Because something major had happened at Jiangnan University.

Ling Qiu had defeated the legendary and seemingly invincible Taekwondo black belt expert, Park Daoshi, in the gymnasium!

The news spread like wildfire across campus.

It even reached beyond, into society!

…

At this moment,

In a luxurious executive apartment in the eastern suburbs of the provincial capital,

In a modest but exquisitely decorated room,

Qin Siyao put down her phone, her brows knitting slightly.

“As expected… this Ling Qiu… has stirred up trouble again!”

Indeed, Ling Qiu’s actions today had reached Qin Siyao’s ears.

Moreover, she had learned that Ling Qiu’s deed had angered a large number of Taekwondo masters across China, some of whom had even threatened to place a bounty on him!

Shaking her head, Qin Siyao was also somewhat surprised.

Because…

The Park Daoshi whom Ling Qiu defeated was known to her as a fairly famous Taekwondo expert with considerable renown in the martial arts community.

To defeat Park Daoshi with a single move…

This suggested that…

Ling Qiu was likely not just some amateur who dabbled in martial arts.

“Could it be… this kid practices some form of ancient martial arts? Internal martial arts?”

In China, anyone with a bit of status knows there are two levels of martial arts masters.

One is the folk masters who practice external styles.

Whether it’s folk Tai Chi, folk Bajiquan, Taekwondo, Karate, or Sanda…

Once mastered to a certain level and genuinely tested in combat, they can be called experts.

But these are only experts in the public eye, because after all… these are external styles anyone can learn.

However, Qin Siyao understood very well that true masters practice internal martial arts.

Internal martial arts are not confined to China.

Japan, Southeast Asia, even Europe and America have many lineages!

Internal martial arts train the essence, energy, and spirit, unify form and intent, and cultivate one’s realm.

Only by mastering internal martial arts can one be considered a true master.

Only then can one access the different tiers of martial cultivation.

Low martial realm, high martial realm, true martial realm, ancient martial realm, primordial martial realm…

This series of concepts emerged precisely for internal martial arts.

“No wonder… grandpa once looked at Ling Qiu favorably. Could it be… grandpa saw right through this—that Ling Qiu practices internal martial arts?”

Qin Siyao pondered a moment. “Ling Qiu is only about eighteen or nineteen years old. Could he already be a low martial realm master?”

Realizing this, Qin Siyao couldn’t help but admire him silently.

Even with expert guidance, born into an ancient martial family with excellent martial heritage…

Most people only reach the low martial realm in their twenties or later!

Ling Qiu is not yet twenty…

And he’s already at the low martial realm…

Such talent was undeniably exceptional.

Of course…

There are many with even greater talent.

Like the daughter of the Southern Military King Yuan family’s venerable elder, Yuan Dudu!

Rumor has it that Yuan Dudu stepped into the low martial realm at just eight years old!

Such talent wasn’t just excellent—it was terrifyingly abnormal.

But…

What is Ling Qiu’s background?

And what is Yuan Dudu’s?

One is a castoff and discarded by his family.

The other is a prodigy raised amidst countless hidden masters and superior martial legacies.

How can they be compared?

Moreover, records show Ling Qiu has never received any formal internal martial arts training or practice!

So if he has touched internal martial arts, it could only have been during the years after his family abandoned him.

In just a few short years, he reached the low martial realm…

Such talent could not be called anything but remarkable.

Thinking of this, Qin Siyao suddenly inhaled deeply, recalling their last unpleasant meeting with a twinge of regret.

“So this Ling Qiu… is not the useless person I thought he was. It seems my behavior last time was indeed excessive. After all, a low martial realm master must have a strong sense of pride.”

Qin Siyao pursed her lips, propping her chin on her hand, and murmured to herself, “Maybe… this time, I should help him? Consider it an apology for what happened before?”

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