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"This is... Twin Perfect Hands?"
As Gong Qing summoned a bespectacled Quanxing youth who then extended a massive blue energy-formed hand from his body to perform a soul-search on Tian Jinzhong, George's eyes lit up instantly.
"What a pleasant surprise!"
When Tian Jinzhong had met Zhang Huaiyi, there had been another person present—Duanmuying, the heiress of the famed Ji Shi Hall of the Medicine Sect.
She was also the one who had comprehended the Eight Great Arcane Technique: Twin Perfect Hands.
So Tian Jinzhong had seen the technique before.
And now, the youth from the Lü family—an exotic cultivator named Lü Liang—was using the so-called Lü family hereditary ability Soul Illumination Art, which was clearly just the blue hand from Twin Perfect Hands.
"I can't wait any longer."
Seeing Lü Liang about to soul-search Tian Jinzhong, George knew the timing was just right. He quickly arrived at the door and deliberately lifted a Daoist priest, previously knocked out by Gong Qing, loudly exclaiming:
"Daoist of Longhu Mountain, are you all right?"
"Not good! Someone's coming. I can't be disturbed while using the Soul Illumination Art."
Lü Liang's expression changed as he heard the voice at the door.
Gong Qing frowned.
"You finish the soul-searching. I'll handle whoever's outside and close the door."
"Help—!"
Tian Jinzhong immediately cried out, but before he could finish shouting, Lü Liang interrupted him with his technique.
But before Lü Liang could truly extract and copy Tian Jinzhong's memories using the Soul Illumination Art, a bolt of lightning shot in from outside.
"Ahhh!"
Lü Liang screamed as the lightning struck, making his hair stand on end and breaking his concentration.
"Who are you people? What are you doing here?!"
Pretending he had just stumbled upon the scene, George strode in and barked the question.
Recognizing George as the winner of the tournament and a cultivator of notable strength, Tian Jinzhong quickly called out:
"They're all Quanxing fiends! Run! Go find Zhang Zhiwei!"
"It's him… This is trouble."
Naturally, Gong Qing also recognized Jin Baobao. His face darkened.
With Jin Baobao's strength, if he truly wanted to escape, Gong Qing wouldn't be able to stop him. And if the old Celestial Master was brought here, not only would they fail to retrieve the secrets, but even escaping Longhu Mountain would become impossible.
Without hesitation, Gong Qing drew his silver needle weapon and launched a full-powered attack. He had to kill Jin Baobao right here.
"If you're Quanxing scum, then die!"
Seeing Gong Qing charging, George flicked a coin lightly.
"Railgun!"
"What?!"
Gong Qing tried to dodge, but realized he was too slow.
He could clearly sense the terrifying energy embedded in that coin—if it struck him, he would surely die.
What shocked him even more was how much stronger Jin Baobao was now compared to what he had shown in the tournament.
Boom!
The coin hit Gong Qing right in the forehead, piercing through his skull.
"Dear God... one hit kill!"
Lü Liang, who had just recovered, was so terrified he nearly wet himself.
Their sect leader might not have been the strongest, but he was certainly formidable—strong enough to command respect.
And yet Jin Baobao had obliterated him with a single strike. Who was this monster? How could he be this powerful?
Infusing energy into his legs, Lü Liang sprinted toward the window at maximum speed, desperate to escape.
He knew that if Gong Qing was no match, he had no chance against Jin Baobao.
"Did I say you could leave?"
George casually released another bolt of electricity, paralyzing Lü Liang and sending him crashing to the floor again.
Since Gong Qing already suspected Tian Jinzhong and had begun questioning the Eight Arcane Techniques, the old Celestial Master would inevitably have had to kill him to protect the secret.
But as the acting sect master of Quanxing, Gong Qing would surely have been wanted alive by Na Duotong and other factions for interrogation.
To avoid putting the Celestial Master in a tough spot, George had simply killed him.
The reasoning was simple: Gong Qing tried to kill him, so he fought back in self-defense—no one could argue against that.
In fact, he had just solved a major problem for Longhu Mountain. It was a small way of repaying them for letting him practice their techniques and Daoist arts.
As for Lü Liang—since he was using Twin Perfect Hands, George certainly wouldn't let him go. He planned to dig through his memories to see what was going on.
"Daoist Tian, are you all right?"
While speaking with Tian Jinzhong, George grabbed Lü Liang's head and began scanning his memories.
Tian Jinzhong looked at George, his face full of gratitude.
"Thank you, Mr. Jin. Without your help, I might have died at the hands of these Quanxing beasts."
"I just happened to be nearby, practicing the Tongtian Record in the woods. When I heard all the fighting, I came to check it out. Then I found a Daoist unconscious at the door."
George lied casually.
While chatting with Tian Jinzhong, George had already sifted through all of Lü Liang's memories.
According to those memories, the Soul Illumination Art was a unique innate ability passed down in the Lü family. The stronger someone's qi cultivation, the more likely they were to awaken it.
But something didn't add up—the technique didn't exist in the Lü family before 1944, the year of the Jiashen Rebellion.
Based on what George knew, the conclusion was obvious.
After the Eight Arcane Techniques appeared, many sects used the excuse of hunting down the "Thirty-Six Bandits" to kill their creators and claim the techniques.
Feng Tianyang had been captured by the Wang family and handed over Commanding Spirits. Duanmuying was likely captured by the Lü family.
That's how they obtained Twin Perfect Hands.
As for why they renamed it Soul Illumination Art and called it an innate ability—it was clearly to prevent other sects from trying to steal it.
Unfortunately, Lü Liang only knew how to use the blue hand. To obtain the full Twin Perfect Hands, George would eventually have to pay the Lü family a visit.
The blue hand manipulates souls and memories; the red hand heals injuries and cures diseases—as long as the person is still breathing, it can bring them back from the brink.
This was different from the Threefold Reversal of Life from the San Yi Sect, which only works on the user themselves.
Twin Perfect Hands could heal others too.
"Uncle Tian!"
"Junior Brother Tian!"
Just as George was conversing with Tian Jinzhong, the door was suddenly thrown open. Rongshan, the old Celestial Master, and Zhang Chulan burst inside.
When they saw the corpses of Gong Qing and the unconscious Lü Liang, their faces immediately tensed.
It wasn't until they confirmed that Tian Jinzhong was unharmed and standing beside George that they finally let out a sigh of relief.
"What happened here?"
"Xiaoyu is Quanxing's sect leader. He tried to kill me. Fortunately, Mr. Jin happened to be passing by..."
Tian Jinzhong quickly recounted what had happened, omitting the part about Gong Qing questioning him about the secret. He simply said Gong Qing had come to kill him in retaliation against Longhu Mountain.
After listening, Zhang Zhiwei solemnly bowed to George.
"Thank you, Mr. Jin, for saving my junior brother's life. Longhu Mountain owes you a great debt."
In Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, George had saved not just his fellow disciple's life, but also protected a secret that absolutely must never be exposed.
This debt—he would not forget.
(End of Chapter)