Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains-Chapter 760 - 337, Outwitted by a six-year-old child_2
As Hou Yuxiao entered the palace, he saw that inside every five steps was a guard, and every ten steps, a post, manned entirely by Grandmasters. His expression slightly shifted, for just outside the hall there had been at least a thousand Warriors of the Gang Qi Realm on guard. Entering the palace to still find such arrangements, he couldn't help but be surprised by the grand setup of the Saint Child Wu Yuan.
Even Duanmu Hong and those six peak Disrupted Realm Grandmasters couldn't detect him, let alone these Martial Artists. Thus, he strolled confidently towards the deeper parts of the palace, covered by the mist of Karmic Obstacles, until he reached a room fiercely guarded by five Yuan Dan Realm Warriors; it was then that he stopped, his form slightly swayed, and a breeze accompanied him as he directly entered the room.
The five guards at the door were intently staring outside, patrolling around, their professionalism was commendable, but alas, their strength was too lacking to even notice the breeze.
"This late and still cultivating, this Xiao Shengzi, quite diligent!" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Upon entering the room, Hou Yuxiao watched the small figure sitting cross-legged on the soft couch and softly praised him, but the next moment, as he saw the clear and delicate face of the boy, a strange sense of familiarity surged in his heart.
Hou Yuxiao fixed his gaze on the Saint Child Wu Yuan on the couch, noting the holy white light swirling around his body and his slightly immature but delicate face, as well as the Brahman Scriptures he was murmuring, his brows furrowed even more.
No, no.
Why does it look familiar, as if reminiscent of a past encounter?
Hou Yuxiao's expression grew increasingly strange.
He was certain it was his first time seeing this Saint Child, yet why did he feel such familiarity? The Brahman Scriptures... Brahman Scriptures... that's right!
Zhan Taiqing!
Yes, yes, this child, looks too much like Zhan Taiqing!
Especially now, with his eyes closed murmuring the Brahma Sutra.
Hou Yuxiao immediately realized why he found this Saint Child so familiar. Over the years, he had seen Zhan Taiqing in action more than once. The demeanor of this Saint Child Wu Yuan, as he chanted the Brahma Scriptures and performed the Brahma Mysterious Sound, was exactly the same.
Once this thought crossed his mind, Hou Yuxiao then looked at the facial features of the child, and the more he looked, the more he resembled Zhan Taiqing, exactly the same!
This kid, must be related to Zhan Taiqing!
"Who are you?"
A crisp questioning voice interrupted Hou Yuxiao's thoughts, as he looked at Xiao Shengzi who had at some point opened his eyes to stare back at him, his expression suddenly stalled.
Even Duanmu Hong couldn't detect him, this kid could?
Upon closer inspection, Hou Yuxiao noticed the confusion in Zhantai Wuyuan's staring eyes and immediately realized that he must have sensed something unusual in the airflow of the room, but wasn't sure if someone was actually there, and thus had purposely asked.
This kid, actually tricking him...
It seemed Old Fifth was right, indeed extremely cunning.
Hou Yuxiao deliberately remained invisible and silent, wanting to see what else this kid could do.
Although the face of Zhantai Wuyuan was calm, his back was soaked in sweat. Despite seeing nothing, he was sure that someone was before him; he was always practicing, very aware of the room's airflow, and just now, the air in front of him had stopped moving.
While the rest of the room remained normal.
"The Yasha Group couldn't detect him, he must be of the Sub-saint Realm of Martial Arts."
"This person sneaking into my room in the middle of the night, and not making a move for so long, means he isn't here to kill me, but likely to capture me?"
"This person must know Grandpa Duanmu isn't by my side, seizing this moment to come, there aren't many in Nanjiang motivated to confront a Sub-saint in martial arts. Grandpa Duanmu and Qing Xuan are currently dealing with Heigu, so this person, must be..."
It was hard to imagine, but six-year-old Zhantai Wuyuan, facing a life and death crisis, though clearly afraid, not only maintained a calm expression, but also forced himself to remain composed. Inside his mind, he was thinking about who the other party really was. After he came up with an answer, he raised his head confidently and said, "May I ask, is Senior Hong Ju here because of the recent murders of Hong Miao Tribe people in the city? If that's the case, Wuyuan indeed knows some insider information. Please, Senior Hong Ju, show yourself, and Wuyuan will certainly tell the truth!"
So clever!
At this moment, Hou Yuxiao truly marveled at the intelligence of this Little Holy Child.
Hearing Zhantai Wuyuan's speech, he pieced together the city's murder incidents and knew in an instant what this child was thinking. Although he guessed wrong about his identity, that such a short time with the limited information he had, one could conclude he was the Hong Miao Clan Leader, Hong Ju. Even for an adult, this was no small feat, let alone for Zhantai Wuyuan, who was just a six-year-old child.
"Correct, it is I. Why are you killing my Hong Miao people? Speak!"
Hou Yuxiao almost certainly determined that the city's murders were the handiwork of Duanmu Hong and the Saint Child before him. He had come precisely to understand the purpose of Rakshasa Holy Sect in Qingmiao City. Since Zhantai Wuyuan guessed he was Hong Miao Clan Leader Hong Ju, he simply decided to use this assumption to his advantage to fish for information from the boy, and listen to why they were killing people.
"You show yourself first, and then Wuyuan will speak. Please forgive me, Senior Hong Ju!"
Hou Yuxiao immediately raised his eyebrow. At this moment, he dared not release any hint of his aura. Instead, he spoke sternly with a trace of anger, "Do you dare to play tricks with me?"
Hearing the anger in the other's voice, Zhantai Wuyuan's mind stirred, but he quickly showed a frightened demeanor, whispering, "Wuyuan is not playing tricks with the Elder. It's really a matter of great importance. Wuyuan fears it's someone else trying to extract information. Elder only needs to show himself, and Wuyuan guarantees to tell the whole truth."
"I'll give you one chance, if you don't speak now, I'll kill you!"
Zhantai Wuyuan's expression panicked, a deeper fear appearing on his face as he said fearfully, "Can one who silently sneaked into Wuyuan's room, with such strength as yours, Elder, still be afraid to show himself?"
Hou Yuxiao felt a slight chill in his heart. He could tell at a glance that Zhantai Wuyuan's fear displayed on his face was all an act.
The reason for seeing through it was simple.
He himself was an old hand well-versed in this act. From the earliest days with Cheng Yue, Ding Dian, Ding Buhai, Sikong Yue, Tian Fazheng, Gu Chenfeng, to later with Zen Master Yuan Kong, Zhan Taiqing... he had pretended so many times in front of others that the act of Zhantai Wuyuan now seemed too immature in front of him.
And the reason he felt a chill was because of Zhantai Wuyuan's age.
Six years old!
Just six years old, and yet possessing such cunning. What will happen when he grows up?
Rakshasa Holy Sect, where did they find this New Holy Child?
"Who dares to harm the Young Master, my Rakshasa Holy Sect will fight you tirelessly!"
Suddenly, a roar sounded above Qingmiao City. Hou Yuxiao's expression drastically changed. He turned to look outside the hall, recognizing Duanmu Hong, and distinctly felt Duanmu Hong swiftly approaching the hall.
"You sneaky little brat!"
At this moment, Hou Yuxiao could no longer bother with covering his tracks. He turned his head and stared at Zhantai Wuyuan, who still pretended to be ignorant, and suddenly felt a strange sense as if the waves behind were pushing the ones before.
This boy just now spoke so much and forced him to reveal himself; he thought it was indeed an attempt to confirm his identity. Now, it seemed this darn kid was simply trying to buy time. Duanmu Hong was not beside him tonight, he definitely had some other method to notify the other party.
"Elder, Wuyuan knows nothing at all!"
Hou Yuxiao had been tricked once and would not waste words with this brat again. He directly stretched out his hand to grab him. Without thinking, he directly consumed his good deeds to boost his cultivation to the Sub-Saint Realm, and before Duanmu Hong and the six fractured realm masters outside had a moment to arrive, he fled the hall.
In an instant, Hou Yuxiao had fled outside Qingmiao City, sensing Duanmu Hong frantically chasing behind him, he hesitated not at all, continuing to carry Zhantai Wuyuan while running.
His whereabouts had been exposed. Now, even in Duanmu Hong's presence, it was useless to disguise himself with his Karmic Obstacle Value. He could only rely on his cultivation to kidnap the boy first, it was just that in doing so, he ended up spending the one billion good deeds he could have saved tonight.
