Chapter 359:

Teacher Li had just experienced something big in the game, this “surprise” was too much, making the middle-aged man’s spirit too exhausted.

He didn’t plan to find a place to sleep in the game, and since he had to prepare teaching materials in the afternoon, he logged off in a tent at the camp outside the city, but made plans with the young people to get online for dinner together.

Speaking of which, having dinner together in the game was quite an experience.

But Teacher Li’s hard work got an amazingly good return. At this moment, outside where Old Li logged off, under everyone’s observation, Sister Pomegranate opened the scroll with the North Wind God’s precepts in her hand, and then activated the item identification of this classical “martial arts manual”:

Name: Monk’s Mystery – Scroll of Qi

Quality: Rare Manuscript 【Rereadable – No reader limit – Requires 【Monk】 related profession basics】

Effect: Teaches young monks about the basic connection between spirit energy and qi to guide beginners in gathering and using monk’s qi, thus allowing fighters to truly break free from the constraints of mortal flesh and step onto the path of transcendence.

Note!

This mystical manuscript contains records of several methods for learning and using monk’s qi. According to the different paths of monk training taken, readers can learn different types of qi from it.

Shadow Sect monks can learn the passive skill 【Shadow Dance Secret Technique】 through reading the manuscript, increasing physical attack power while granting the 【Shadow Walking】 talent.

Four Symbols Sect monks can learn to use the passive skill 【Elemental Attunement】 through winter wolf monks’ insights, granting the ability to manipulate spirit energy to cast spells with elemental qi.

Sword Saint Sect monks have a chance to comprehend the faction-exclusive skill 【Sword Qi】 usage method.

Note!

Monk sects – Sun Soul Sect and Eternal Death Sect are special inheritances, their mysterious monk qi 【Solar Strike】 and 【Reincarnation Chant】 have not been recorded and cannot be learned.

Those interested can visit the Sun Holy City and Moon Holy City of the Sanghai Empire in the Origin Lands to seek their traces.

Note!

This manuscript contains winter wolf church monk predecessors’ understanding and annotations of the Way of Qi, therefore monks with Nord bloodline can additionally learn the special monk qi – Winter’s Breath.

If such monk’s faith is in the North Wind God Su, they can learn the Winter Wolf style advanced martial art – Winter Wolf Fist through this manuscript.

If such monk chooses the church inheritance – Wolf God’s Eye faction, they can additionally learn certain special faction fighting techniques.

Developer’s Note!

“Rare Manuscript” is one of the more precious physical items among all readable manuscripts and notes in 《Reality Realm》 game, generally recording precious knowledge or history, and is considered valuable items in various factions.

Holders of rare manuscripts can gain large amounts of reputation and “Blood Vulture Grand Duchess’s Gift” by submitting them to Lady Tris.

Item Description:

【This item is property of the Wolf God’s Eye Monastery under the Winter Wolf Church’s Secret Sects inheritance. Holders please do not damage it. After the holder passes away for various reasons, messengers from the Wolf God’s Eye Monastery will come to retrieve this item.】

“Holy shit! Teacher Li hasn’t been in the game for two hours and he’s already given us a complete monk profession system inheritance!”

Niuniu exclaimed beside them:

“I was bragging earlier saying he’s our Shadow Trail Sect’s grand master, didn’t expect it to come true. With this thing, players can transform from monk beginners into true monks who can use qi.”

“Ha, now our Shadow Trail Sect is awesome.”

Shrimp Catcher said with gleaming eyes beside them:

“Quick quick! Post this on the forum, let those guys who always claim they’re pro players see who the real top-tier players are!

F**k, Sister Pomegranate has already started comprehending?

You could at least find another place, this is in public.”

“Don’t disturb her, let her study! Study well! She needs to learn it well to teach us!”

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“I lost, mighty North Wind God, Your follower has disappointed You. I underestimated Transia’s monk inheritance, my arrogance brought me defeat.”

In a dark room deep within the Iron Fist Club’s base, Turner sat cross-legged on the ground holding the Winter Wolf holy symbol, praying to his deity.

Although the North Wind God’s doctrine values bravery and revenge, that winter great wolf said to eternally hunt in the astral realm wasn’t cruel enough to demand his followers commit suicide just for losing once.

Actually just looking at the doctrine, the North Wind God is similar to Avalon of nature, both being neutral deities. The reason his earthly followers are so aggressive is purely due to the Nord temperament.

This is a case of the North Wind God taking the blame for his hot-headed lord followers.

But this matter became quite troublesome for Turner.

He had originally planned to attract Murphy’s attention through a series of victories, to achieve a meeting with that mysterious vampire governor. Although this defeat didn’t affect his ability to continue competing tomorrow, for Turner, since he lost it meant this method could no longer be used.

It wasn’t that he was being picky.

Mainly Turner also had a strong person’s dignity. When Transia’s Shadow Trail Sect grand master had already stepped forward to “warn” him, it would be unsightly if he kept persisting.

Therefore, the main task now was to quickly think of another way to make contact with Murphy.

“You could actually come to Blood Vulture Halls to find me directly, I’ve been waiting for you to take the initiative to visit, Sir Turner. To be honest, I even prepared a glass of moonlight aged wine from North Wind Castle for you.”

Just as the Winter Wolf monk was pondering methods in his mind, a quiet voice suddenly sounded from the darkness behind him, giving Turner a shock before he relaxed.

“Governor Murphy?”

He turned back in surprise to look at the vampire lord standing in the dim room like a ghost, merged with the darkness, and said:

“You’re a member of the Blood Vulture Clan, right? Why are you so proficient in the Thorn Clan’s midnight concealment techniques?”

“Just consider me studious.”

Murphy sighed.

He didn’t want to answer this question, but actually the answer was quite simple, all of Thorn Clan’s techniques served their amazing assassination arts. Murphy had already trained the midnight killer swordsmanship to master level under Necessary Evil’s guidance, so naturally he raised these supporting skills to proficiency level too.

This was just a case of killing two birds with one stone, something that came along with it.

Murphy had been learning Secret Blood Clan’s spirit energy secret sword recently, that damned “spirit energy parry” practice was as addictive as playing single player tennis.

Of course, this wasn’t the topic he specifically came to Turner’s place to discuss.

“I’ve been paying attention to you since you appeared at the fighting club after arriving in Transia, Sir Turner.”

Murphy didn’t hide his curiosity about this Winter Wolf monk.

He stood in place letting the darkness envelope him, saying in a calm voice:

“I don’t know if all warriors think so straightforwardly, but you really didn’t need to participate in the king of fighters championship to attract my attention. Just as you don’t need to hide your inner doubts right now. Yes, I can hear your thoughts when you’re unguarded, this is midnight’s blessing.

But I’m not used to peering into people’s hearts, it’s very impolite in many situations.

The reason I bring this up is to tell you to speak directly, what exactly do you want from me?”

“Is it safe here?”

The Winter Wolf monk asked vigilantly.

Murphy blinked and said:

“That depends on how you interpret the word ‘safe’ and what you plan to discuss with me. If you count your four church friends representing the North Wind God’s gaze, then my Crimson Citadel is currently being watched by three deities. I think such ‘security conditions’ are rare across the continent.”

“I knew there was an Avalon Cathedral being built in the city, I just didn’t expect the Nature God would actually choose Transia.”

Turner relaxed and said softly in the darkness:

“I came to your territory only to complete my hunt – Dusk! My God told me that traces of Dusk could be found in Transia.”

“Indeed they can be found here! Before you came, we were quite harassed by those bastards.”

When he heard the Winter Wolf monk say the word “Dusk”, Murphy immediately realized this was a case of wishes coming true, not only had he used this Winter Wolf monk before him to fish for several capable professionals, but even the bait itself represented a pleasant surprise.

But Murphy didn’t immediately believe Turner.

Before the Avalon Church collapsed, even the Elder Council of Glamo had Dusk’s spies, which was enough to prove their forces spread across the continent.

If the Avalon Church could be infiltrated, it meant the Winter Wolf Church wasn’t very safe either.

Therefore, Murphy asked in return:

“Where did you hear this name? And for what reason are you hunting them?”

“Does that matter?”

Turner asked with furrowed brows, and Murphy answered quite seriously:

“Of course, having a common goal doesn’t mean we’ve already become friends, Mr. Turner. I must know what I should know.

If you truly understand what Dusk is, you should know my caution is absolutely necessary.

So, speak.

We have enough time to talk before your subordinates wake up from the sleep spell.”

“Alright.”

Turner pondered for a few seconds.

He was about to speak but was interrupted by a gesture from Murphy. The vampire lord pointed at his own heart then his ear, saying to the Winter Wolf monk:

“Remove your mental protection, I want to hear both your words and thoughts, neither can be missing! Therefore, I warn you one last time.

If you’re Dusk’s lackey, now would be the time to try breaking out.”

“I’m not!”

Turner was quite angry at the vampire’s suspicion.

But after three deep breaths, he really removed his mental defense power, letting Murphy once again clearly hear this monk’s thoughts.

Unsurprisingly, his mind was very calm.

All monk masters’ minds were this calm. A person whose heart is constantly filled with war and roars cannot become a good monk. This path relies far more on tempering the mind than martial arts. Therefore, for those who only think about killing, becoming a warrior is their destined path.

“Several years ago, I was still a Winter Wolf Legion reconnaissance officer in the northern Great Wilderness. During a special escort mission, the Western Caesar barbarian bandit gang from the barbaric lands attacked my unit.

We suffered heavy casualties.

All my brothers died in that attack, and more terribly, the important figure we were escorting also disappeared after that disaster.”

Turner described in a low voice:

“But I was very lucky, our ambush location was close to the Wolf God’s Eye Monastery, and before I died, Master Yuri who was out buying food discovered and saved me.

Unfortunately, after I spent 8 months crawling back from hell to the mortal world, I found I had already been declared dead in that war.

This didn’t mean much to me.

I was originally a war orphan adopted by the Winter Wolf Legion, but I bore responsibility for my brothers’ deaths. Most importantly, I failed to complete that escort.

My failure caused quite terrible consequences for my country, even forcing the Wolf Queen to temporarily suspend construction in the Great Wilderness.

The Kingdom of Nordtov and the frost dwarves of the Great Wilderness nearly went to war because of my mistake. That was a sin I could never atone for in this lifetime. However, under my God’s guidance, when I first crossed the barbaric lands and set foot in Western Caesar barbarian territory a year later, I discovered that wasn’t an accidental attack.

It was Dusk orchestrating everything behind the scenes!

My brothers and I, including that important figure who died due to my failure, even the near civil war between two races in Nordtov, were all caused by Dusk.

If the Wolf Queen hadn’t been wise enough to use political compromise to get the frost dwarves to back down, then the chaos that once happened in Transia might have repeated in Nordtov.

After I learned all this, I realized I had to dedicate my remaining life to fighting Dusk to the death.

Perhaps this was the North Wind God’s reason for letting me survive that failure, or maybe I’m actually already dead, and what appears before you is just a stubborn ghost unwilling to rest in peace.

Before seeing all Dusk followers sent to hell, neither I nor my brothers can rest!

This is a Nord’s oath.

This is the oath I made at hell’s gates!

Is this reason enough?”

“Sounds weighty, but before that, I must ask you a question.”

Murphy asked in an odd tone:

“That important figure you were escorting… was it a frost dwarf? A golden rank frost dwarf?”

“Hm?”

Turner’s eyes widened.

He said:

“How do you know?

Did you hear the answer in my heart?

No!

That’s impossible, that’s a secret I begged my God to seal at the North Wind God’s shrine, a secret that cannot be made public.”

“So, what I said is correct, the true identity of dwarf Victim X has come to light.”

Murphy smiled.

Then he told Turner everything that happened on the third level of Crimson Citadel’s sewers before, including the story of Plague Rat King Zweig and that unformed plague ghoul overlord.

When he heard that the “raw material” for that ghoul overlord was a golden rank frost dwarf, Turner completely lost composure.

Frigid killing intent burst forth from the Winter Wolf monk’s entire body as he squeezed out words through clenched teeth:

“What a bunch of beasts! Even after death Lord Rathir still had to suffer such humiliation. I swear I will definitely avenge that noble ruler.”

“Lord Rathir?”

Murphy asked:

“So, was he the frost dwarves’ high lord?”

“The previous high lord. Lord Rathir’s son Balder Frostwind has already succeeded after his father’s suffering. A missing body is a terrible curse for dwarves, so to stabilize Frost Castle’s morale, Lord Balder announced externally that his father was only missing and not yet dead.”

Turner explained:

“That old frost dwarf high lord was one of the Wolf Queen’s most respected elders. He was already an important political force in Nordtov during the Wolf Queen’s father’s reign.

Dusk obviously wanted to shake the Wolf Queen’s rule by killing Lord Rathir, but they underestimated her like everyone else.

Though that Hero King’s bloodline is young, her style is decisive unlike a woman. Fortunately she was there or this matter would have produced even worse bitter fruits.

But who could have imagined that Lord Rathir would nearly destroy Transia after death. Governor Murphy, you say you have Lord Rathir’s urn in your hands?

Please understand, but I must return it to Frost Castle.”

“I can understand, and I’m willing to help a poor dwarf’s soul return home.”

Murphy said hypocritically:

“Of course, if those frost dwarves are sensible enough, they should show some appreciation to Transia for a kind vampire helping their old lord find peace.”

“Lord Balder will definitely thank you for your mercy, however, this matter won’t end so simply.”

Monk Turner sighed and said:

“Because when Lord Rathir was ambushed, his death wasn’t the only tragedy. The frost dwarves’ sacred weapon ‘Winter’s Strike’ also disappeared with the old lord in barbarian territory.

It’s precisely because that god-gifted hunting spear is missing that Lord Balder’s position isn’t very stable now.

If we want to help stabilize the Frosthold, we must find that Gaia hunting spear, which is much harder than finding the old lord’s urn.”

“Now it’s ‘we’?”

Murphy snorted and said:

“Sir, I haven’t agreed to let you join our cause yet.”

“Then would you refuse a god-chosen monk’s service?”

Turner simply went all in, spreading his hands and asking:

“If you’re unwilling, I’ll immediately take the old dwarf’s ashes and leave.”

“Tch, Nord’s bad temper.”

The vampire lord shook his head, pointing upward and saying:

“Go report to the Adventurer Guild and Shadow Intelligence Bureau, Sir Turner. Lady Natalie and my servant Adele have both sworn to hunt Dusk to avenge their father and elder. I think you’ll make excellent partners with them.

Of course, in return for accepting you, I hope you can become Transia’s monk trainer.

Please note, this is not a request.”