Starforce Warriors-Chapter 411: Passing Down Techniques

The golden glow at Tan Qingying's fingertips slowly faded. It seemed that she would not need to take action herself. She looked at Li Xiaofei, her eyes filled with surprise. However, she did not ask anything further.

Li Xiaofei, on the other hand, was engaged in deep reflection. He pondered whether his previous attitude toward Liu Shaji had been insufficiently respectful. From now on, he resolved to show even greater respect to this highly esteemed elder.

It wasn’t for any other reason than because Liu Shaji was an elder who had made significant contributions to the human race.

“Master...”

The voices of the bald man and the others trembled. They had considered the possibility that their master might be an expert. But they never expected him to be this powerful. A Saint Slayer. Their master was a Saint Slayer.

Saints were regarded as strategic nuclear deterrents. Five hundred years ago, a Saint would have been equivalent to a nuclear warhead. Why had the Ouyang family been so arrogant? It was because they had three Saints in their lineage. If Saints were revered, then Saint Slayers were even more terrifying. Saint Slayers were those who disrupted the strategic balance.

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“Get up, it's already modern times; there's no need to kneel for every little thing,” Li Xiaofei said, waving his hand. “What you saw today, don’t speak of it to anyone.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Master, we understand.”

“Master, you will always be our master.”

“The dearest master of all.”

The six men scrambled to their feet, each with a sycophantic expression, moving to stand behind Li Xiaofei as if they were looking at their own father. Such a strong connection, tied with the name of their master; if they didn’t cling to it with all their might, they would be utter fools.

Li Xiaofei found these six clowns quite endearing. After all, when the forces of the Ouyang family were pressing down on the realm, in that moment of peril, they had thought to help their master and were willing to take the risk of bringing him out of the Tan family estate. For that alone, they were worth nurturing.

Tan Baiqu gazed at Li Xiaofei. Although the young man was right before her, he now felt as distant as the far horizon.

If only I had met him earlier.

“Now, it’s our turn,” Tan Qingying said, turning to Tan Baiqu. “Send word. Have all stewards, housekeepers, and managers return to their original posts and reclaim all the lost assets of the Tan family.”

“Yes,” replied Tan Baiqu, feeling a surge of energy.

She immediately turned to gather the clan members. After this battle, the Tan family would firmly establish its foothold in Xiajing City. A family with a Saint Slayer was enough to command awe across the globe.

“Wait.” Tan Qingying suddenly spoke again.

Tan Baiqu paused mid-step.

Tan Qingying said, “What happened here must not be leaked, not a single word.”

“I understand,” Tan Baiqu replied.

The meaning was clear. The family head did not wish to reveal the true identity of the Saint Slayer.

Time passed. Tan Qingying was right; it was now the Tan family’s turn.

When the clan members arrived at the stores that had been smashed and looted, they were astonished to find that the Ouyang family and other opportunistic forces had already withdrawn. Much to their surprise, some individuals were even kneeling at the entrances of these stores, offering extravagant compensations and begging for the Tan family's forgiveness.

The Tan family managed to fully recover their holdings without losing a single soldier. Despite suffering the loss of two Saints, the once-arrogant Ouyang family did not launch the frenzied retaliation that many had expected.

Instead, they chose to concede. The last remaining Saint of the Ouyang family, the previous head of the clan, led dozens of high-ranking members, disheveled and barefoot, with their upper bodies exposed and bundles of thorn branches on their backs, to kneel outside the Tan family estate, pleading for the Saint Slayer’s punishment.

It was a genuine act of atonement. This time, however, the Tan family’s crazy family head did not push them to the brink. Nor did they humiliate the elderly head of the Ouyang family.

“You may go back. The Tan family only seeks to reclaim what is rightfully ours and has no intention of annihilating the Ouyang family.” Tan Baiqu conveyed the message on behalf of the family head.

In the end, neither the Ouyang family nor the entire city of Xiajing, which had closely followed the event’s developments, discovered the true identity of the mysterious Saint Slayer. But no one dared to openly inquire.

That afternoon, the third-ranking general of the nation personally visited the Tan family estate. After a three-hour discussion with the new head of the Tan family, the general left with a smile on his face.

“The Tan family is truly a model of a Saint lineage.” This was the official response given by the national spokesperson during an interview with the media.

This statement directly characterized the battle that had shattered the boundaries of the Saint families. The more arrogant the Ouyang family had been, the more tragic their downfall became. With that, the Tan family’s rise to prominence was secured.

***

At the Tan family estate. In the backyard. The Rain Pavilion.

“I won’t be visiting the livestream room for a while,” Li Xiaofei said. “However, I have a new cultivation technique to pass on to you. Take it to the livestream room, practice it with your senior brothers and sisters, and then teach it step-by-step to the followers in the room. Do not keep it to yourselves. Understood?”

“Yes, Master.” The six stood obediently with their hands at their sides.

Li Xiaofei began to recite the Yi Jin Jing.

“This technique can cleanse the body, improve one’s constitution, and bring about a complete transformation,” Li Xiaofei said in a serious tone. “It is considered the greatest ancient martial body-refining technique. With sincere practice, even those lacking natural talent can improve their physical condition in the shortest time possible. You must learn it with dedication and teach it with care.”

The six had long regarded Li Xiaofei as a being beyond human. Every word he spoke was taken as an unbreakable commandment. When they heard that the Yi Jin Jing could cleanse and transform the body, they were both shocked and elated.

Could such a technique surpass even the mythical level?

Their master was truly worthy of being a Saint Slayer, casually imparting such an ancient martial legacy. Now that the contents of the Yi Jin Jing etched into their minds, the six were filled with anticipation.

“Keep my identity a secret for now,” Li Xiaofei added, watching them closely. “Only you six should know.”

The bald man thumped his chest confidently. “Master, don’t worry. I wouldn’t reveal it even if I were beaten to death.”

The young man with yellow hair and earrings, along with the others, also pledged their loyalty.

Li Xiaofei nodded and said, “You may go now.”

Reluctantly, they departed. Once outside the Tan family estate, they could no longer contain their excitement. They burst into howls of joy, leaping and laughing along the road like a band of madmen.

The thought of being the only six privy to their master’s secret filled them with such excitement that they hugged each other and danced in the street.

Inside the estate, in the Rain Pavilion.

Li Xiaofei's decision to teach the Yi Jin Jing to the six and promote it in the livestream room was not a spur-of-the-moment choice. It was a well-thought-out plan. Next, he intended for Li Junjie to practice the Yi Jin Jing as well. He would use his top lieutenant to spread the technique throughout White Deer Academy and use it as a testing ground.

Most of the students at White Deer Academy came from lower to middle-class backgrounds, with rather average natural talent. However, they were resilient and possessed an unyielding dedication to martial arts. Once these students improved their natural abilities, they would unleash immense power. At that point, the entire academy would make a stunning impact. This was also part of the Red Flag High School model.

By using White Deer Academy, a once-revered institution, as a testing ground, any results achieved would undoubtedly astonish all of Great Xia. When that time came, Old Chen's years of hard work would bear fruit, and the traditional Great Xia martial lineage would gain more support in its struggle against the New Martial Arts movement.

Of course, all of this was for the future. For now, the most pressing matter was having an in-depth conversation with the young lady of the house.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. The long night stretched ahead, perfect for an intimate reunion. Li Xiaofei moved into the private chambers of the head of the family.