Chapter 7

“It was... it was Young Master Brooks, he deliberately had someone lure you into Lushan to collect herbs. As long as I made you disappear in this Lushan secret realm, he would give me a thousand taels of gold.” Roger Grant spoke very quickly at this moment, deeply afraid that Liam Foster would not give him a swift end.

Liam Foster nodded; it was more or less as he had guessed.

Seeing the ashen look on Roger Grant’s face, he didn’t hesitate—he raised his sword and brought it down, killing Roger Grant on the spot.

As for Roger Grant’s medicine basket, Liam Foster certainly didn’t stand on ceremony. He poured the herbs from Roger Grant’s basket into his own, then began searching Roger Grant’s pockets.

From Roger Grant, Liam Foster found over three hundred taels in gold notes, a few pieces of gold, and a manual labeled “Qing Sha Palm.”

Although he was now burdened with a debt of three thousand gold, what interested Liam Foster most was this Qing Sha Palm.

Because of time constraints, Liam Foster hadn’t carefully read the training method for the Qing Sha Palm, but from the introduction on the first page, he saw that the Qing Sha Palm was divided into nine levels. Once the first level was mastered, a single strike would not only increase his power and attack strength by thirty percent, but also allow the palm’s baleful energy to be transmitted into the opponent’s body.

A classic silent killer.

Flipping through the Qing Sha Palm manual, Liam Foster carefully looked at Roger Grant’s two severed hands and saw that Roger Grant’s left palm was noticeably more blue than the right.

It seemed that Roger Grant had already mastered the first level of the Qing Sha Palm.

He was lucky this time. If not for the Lushan tour map, he would never have escaped Roger Grant’s deadly hands. Whether it was himself or the original host, under Roger Grant’s fifth-level cultivation, there would have been no chance to fight back.

All thanks to this Lushan tour map!

After tossing half of Roger Grant’s body back into the pit, Liam Foster looked ahead. About a hundred meters away, there was another turn.

After turning, according to the map, there should be a Taoist temple called Xianglong Temple. But now that Lushan had become the Lushan secret realm, would this Xianglong Temple still exist?

Chapter Four: Golden Swallow Skill

On the road to Xianglong Temple, Liam Foster felt more and more uneasy with every step.

At first, the spatial rifts or various pits marked on the map as being three meters away from the correct path seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

When Liam Foster reached the side of Xianglong Temple, a slight stumble caused a large chunk of his flowing hair to fall off.

If not for this Lushan map, Liam Foster didn’t even know how far he could have made it on the road to Xianglong Temple.

But dangerous roads also come with great rewards. Although he didn’t dare go too deep, Liam Foster’s medicine basket was still filled with quite a few things.

If nothing else, just the twenty-year-old clovers alone numbered seven stalks. According to the prices in the original host’s memory, this basket of herbs was worth over two thousand gold.

He finally arrived at the location of Xianglong Temple, but where was the temple? What appeared before Liam Foster was a platform only about thirty mu in size.

On the platform grew uneven vegetation.

Following the route, Liam Foster walked onto the platform. After a brief moment of thought, he didn’t immediately examine the plants. Instead, he used his longsword to cut down a small tree over three meters tall, then slowly probed around with the tree.

He was checking for any dangers nearby.

No danger, no danger, still no danger!

Liam Foster spent half an hour exploring the platform and found not a single bit of danger.

This made him breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Although there was no Xianglong Temple, at least this platform gave him a place to rest.

The moment the long stick extended beyond the platform, Liam Foster felt a gust of wind before his eyes, and the stick in his hand was silently cut in two.

This discovery startled Liam Foster!

After more than twenty tests, Liam Foster could confirm that there was not the slightest danger on the platform itself, but the area around the platform was a hundred times more dangerous than usual.

Not only were there countless spatial rifts of all sizes, but also many silent, suddenly appearing and disappearing pits—who knew how many.

If not for the map, coming to this place would have been certain death.

After sitting down to rest for a while, Liam Foster finally began to carefully examine the things on the platform.

“Clover, a full hundred-year-old clover!” Liam Foster had already collected quite a few clovers, so he was very sensitive to them. Seeing the thick spiral pattern at the root, he immediately made a confident judgment.

Ten years, two hundred gold; a twenty-year-old clover was five hundred gold; a hundred-year-old clover—at least a thousand gold.

He was rich!

Thinking of how easily he had entered the Lushan secret realm, Liam Foster felt an urge to laugh up at the sky. This urge came not only from the original host, but also from himself.

In his previous life, Liam Foster was an orphan, long used to stretching every penny. His dream was to rely on his own hands to become one of the wealthy.

And now, a golden road had already appeared before him.