Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1865 - 1744: Yin Xi’s Manual_2

Song Yun was both surprised and delighted.

"If I master the manual, won’t I be like an immortal!"

Song Yun couldn’t help but feel happy, just thinking about flying in the sky—it’s an extraordinary thrill.

He began to organize the information in his mind and realized that much of it was vague, with faint impressions that he couldn’t quite recall, as if blocked by some force.

But that wasn’t important. Just the cultivation methods at the beginning—once mastered, they already made one exist like an immortal.

After organizing the information, he found that the realms described in the manual were completely different from those he had encountered so far.

Song Yun was a bit excited and didn’t care about the risk of going astray. He immediately began cultivating according to the records in the manual.

In a flash, another day had passed. For four whole days, Song Yun neither ate nor drank. If his body weren’t so robust, he would have collapsed long ago.

Over the four days, he became thinner, and the beard on his face had grown longer, making him look like a disheveled artist.

That day, he stopped cultivating, his whole body trembling with excitement.

He felt as if the power within him was about to burst forth, with his overall combat strength elevated to a new level.

At this moment, he was incredibly excited because, to his surprise, the cultivation technique from the manual had broken through his current bottleneck in one fell swoop, reaching a new level.

Song Yun was overjoyed. He vaguely felt like he would be world number one tomorrow.

There was no helping it; Yin Xi’s Manual was indeed too powerful.

Gurgle.

Just as he was feeling excited, his stomach growled with hunger.

"Sister Xia Tian, quickly get some food."

Song Yun pushed the door open and froze just after stepping out the door.

Outside, Xia Tian, Qingluan, Li Shishi, Xu Ying, and Li Yueyue were all waiting at the door, staring intently at it.

Seeing him come out, the women all breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Yueyue muttered, "If you hadn’t come out, we would’ve thought you died in there."

"You really scared us. We were going to go in and get you, but Qingluan stopped us."

"I knew you’d be fine."

"Song Yun, hurry and have some food. By the way, you haven’t eaten for days, so don’t eat too much, just a little."

Xia Tian led Song Yun to the kitchen.

Song Yun originally planned to eat a little, but who would’ve known the more he ate, the hungrier he got, so he ate more and more.

In the end, after finishing all the food, he only felt about half full.

"It seems that with the increase in level, even the appetite has grown," Song Yun laughed, thinking to himself: "But according to the book, with continued cultivation, I can just absorb nature’s spiritual energy and not eat for a month without a problem."

"Song Yun, have you absorbed that book?" Qingluan cautiously asked.

"Well, I just dropped a little blood, and who knew it actually..."

"That proves this book is fated for you. This book was discovered by my master in the tomb of a great Taoist, supposedly written by Yin Xi, with descendants adding to it."

"Yin Xi? Why does that name sound so familiar?" Song Yun asked curiously.

"Yin Xi was the first person Laozi met on his way out of Hangu Pass, essentially Laozi’s personal disciple, the ancestor of some factions within Taoism," Qingluan shrugged and said.

Song Yun was completely shocked upon hearing this. What kind of figure was Laozi, someone capable of "One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones"? And this Yin Xi was actually Laozi’s personal great disciple. It’s undoubtedly impressive.

Song Yun was in such a good mood now that he didn’t even bother chatting with the women, quickly returning to his room, leaving a message behind: "Do not disturb me."

Back in his room, he reorganized the information in his mind and found that besides cultivation, there was alchemy, array techniques, and all sorts of information.

For example, the Small Gathering Spirit Array in this quadrangle courtyard had relevant information.

Song Yun skimmed through the alchemy section, and just from the materials mentioned, some he’d never even heard of.

However, this knowledge of alchemy was quite formidable and might come in handy someday.

After organizing the information in his mind, Song Yun found that someone else had practiced this book and made records, filled with bizarre and strange matters, very mysterious.

Mermaids, deep-sea treasures, forest monsters, lake monsters, the Amazon Tribe, and so on—all recorded in the book.

If it were before, Song Yun would have just read it as a story, but now he didn’t find it strange at all, because he knew these were real.

After reading for a while, he suddenly discovered that the book’s origin time was completely unknown, with many unfamiliar place names.

Perhaps it’s because the times were too distant, now they are called something different.

After reading for a while, he finally found a familiar name, the Malacca Strait.

The book records that deep in the Malacca Strait, a Divine weapon is intertwined in the seaweed, unseen by sunlight.

If this Divine weapon were to be used by the world, it would surely awe the entire realm.

Yet despite these words, Yin Xi’s Manual seems to dismiss this Divine weapon with a brief mention, ultimately stating that it is useless to him, and recorded it for future destined individuals.

"Divine weapon, what could it be?"

Song Yun’s heart stirred; he was just in need of a handy weapon. The Seven Kills Ghost Dagger was certainly powerful, but when faced with Kunpeng’s sword, it wasn’t adequate. So why not head to the Malacca Strait to find this Divine weapon?

If he obtained the weapon and added Bao Yuan’s power, there would likely be few opponents in this world.

With this thought, Song Yun decided to take action immediately, carefully putting away Yin Xi’s Manual’s records, walking out of the room, directly heading out of the courtyard.

"Song Yun, where are you going?"

Seeing Song Yun about to leave, Xia Tian asked.

Song Yun turned back and said, "Going to Singapore for some business."

Before the women could react, he had already left the Song Family, heading to the airport.

Using his connections, Song Yun purchased a ticket to Singapore and boarded the plane.

Just after he boarded, a man wearing a baseball cap in the waiting room dialed a phone: "Mr. Qingyang, Song Yun has boarded the plane to Singapore."

In Las Vegas, within a villa belonging to the New Technology Family, Qingyang hung up the phone, revealing a sinister smirk: "Song Yun, you killed so many of our top executives; I’m going to make you pay with your life."

However, recently Huaxia suddenly tightened the monitoring of inbound and outbound personnel, which did not concern Qingyang about being identified, but rather he feared he couldn’t leave Huaxia after killing Song Yun.

After all, Huaxia has many masters, and Qingyang wasn’t entirely confident he could escape.

More importantly, he didn’t want to reveal the strength of the poker cards just yet.

He had been waiting for Song Yun to leave Huaxia, so he could take action and avenge, killing Song Yun.

Thus, upon receiving the news from his subordinate that Song Yun went to Singapore, he was very excited.

The opportunity has come!

"Qinghu!"

Qingyang shouted, and a young man with a model-like figure, wearing a suit, walked in from outside, possessing an attractive physique.

However, the person’s complexion was deathly pale, with cold eyes, giving an eerie feeling.

Qingyang handed the phone to Qinghu: "Go to Singapore and help me kill this person."

"Mm, thanks."

Qinghu glanced at the photograph and information on the phone, nodded, and with a bloodthirsty smirk, turned and walked out.

He didn’t ask who he was supposed to kill, as it wasn’t significant to him.

In his eyes, as long as he could kill, it was enough.

Watching Qinghu leave, Qingyang revealed a sinister smile: "Heh, Song Yun, this time you’re doomed; you cannot defeat Qinghu."

Qinghu, with two subordinates, arrived in Singapore.

The two subordinates were not poker card members but outer intelligence personnel, not strong, but excellent at gathering information.

Quickly, they tracked Song Yun’s whereabouts, heading straight to the harbor.

Upon reaching the harbor, they found that Song Yun had hired a yacht and had already gone to sea, with no idea where he was heading.

"You two go back, I’ll wait here."

Qinghu instructed the two subordinates, then rented a boat at the harbor and stayed there.

...

The sea breeze rushed in; Song Yun stood at the bow, gazing out at the sea.

After arriving in Singapore, he immediately rented a yacht to go to sea, searching for the Divine weapon recorded in Yin Xi’s Manual.

According to the book, 150 nautical miles east of the Malacca Strait, there is a turtle-shaped reef about 100 square meters wide, protruding approximately five meters above the water.

The Divine weapon is located 300 meters west of the turtle reef, about 200 meters deep underwater.

The location was quite clear, but when the Yin Xi’s Manual was recorded is unknown, perhaps now the rising sea level has submerged that reef underwater.

Song Yun was already prepared for this.

He had a tablet computer in front of him, displaying images from underwater cameras.

This way, he could see both above and below the sea.