I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 995 - 289 Sharp Ears and Clear Eyes
Chapter 995: Chapter 289: Sharp Ears and Clear Eyes
Chapter 995: Chapter 289: Sharp Ears and Clear Eyes
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Initially, Gu Han had no intention of killing Ji Yongchen, as there was still a cooperative relationship between the Ancient Blood Tower and the Beimang Ji Clan. But when he discovered the intelligence was encrypted and related to the Wuyi Sect, his loyalty to allies naturally gave way to the temptation of exclusive information.
So he brazenly made his move, killed Ji Yongchen, and obtained what he wanted.
After Ji Yongchen’s death, this secret report that could shock the world was known only to the Corpse Monk and Bone Taoist.
As leaders of an assassin organization, no one understood better than they did the immense power of a unique secret.
“This Yan Luo Yu really is a lucky charm for the Blood Tower. If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t be staying in Serpent Fang Mountain, nor would we have coincidentally stumbled upon this person transmitting intelligence. When we return to the Blood Tower, we should credit this person for his contribution!”
“Let’s follow the master’s suggestion,”
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the Bone Taoist agreed. “It seems that it’s time to head to Hui Ling Mountain!”
“That’s very good!”
The two who had seen through the true state of the Wuyi Sect naturally let go of their guard because the young man who had come to Beimang to spread the teachings ten years ago was only at the peak of shedding the mortal body. In just ten years, even if the person was a genius, he would only be at the early stage of entering the Fierce Realm at most.
Such cultivation was not even worth mentioning in the eyes of the Dao Child of sacred places, nor to Feng You and Gu Han—let alone such a charlatan.
While the two protectors of the Blood Tower were discussing plans in their tent, at the top of the sky covered in toxic mists, Tang Luo sat on a cloud platform. His extremely keen hearing not only caught the sound of the marsh gas rising and the flow of Primary Qi, but also every word of the conversation between the Bone Taoist and the Corpse Monk.
Thanks to the marvel of this body, Tang Luo’s sensory acuity was close to challenging that of the Xu Clan’s supreme sword body. Perhaps the Bone Taoist would never have expected that Tang Luo had overheard the entire conversation meant for the Corpse Refiner.
And after listening to the information the two shared, Tang Luo couldn’t help but feel a trace of respect for this Blood Lion Grand Sect Leader he had never met.
Everyone knows how to lie. As one of the basic natures of humans, a person who does not know how to lie hardly exists.
It’s just that women tend to lie to please others more, and men tend to boast about themselves.
But to tell a lie that the whole world believes, and even makes Heaven Sect sacred places wary, causing clans and the powerful to retreat, truly none has done so before or will come after.
Thinking about the Xuanji Sect’s very serious Earth Level mission, Tang Luo couldn’t help but laugh. If those Daoists knew that this so-called Blood Lion Grand Sect Leader was the preacher from ten years ago, their expressions would be priceless.
Looking at it this way, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take on the Xuanji Sect’s mission. To exchange a swindler for a divine power seemed to have no harm done.
However, he must act before the Corpse Monk and the Bone Taoist. Otherwise, if the Blood Lion Grand Sect Leader was captured by the Blood Tower, then his divine power would have no place to go!
But on his own, to overpower the two protectors of the Blood Tower and capture the Blood Lion Grand Sect Leader was a bit beyond his ability, he was in urgent need of a powerful ally.
After removing the Gou Chen mask and taking off the robe of controlling stars, swallowing back the thirty-six Fallen Imperial Magnetic Beads into the Void Stomach, and completing his disguise, Tang Luo flitted unsteadily toward Mount Taicang, which was adjacent to Serpent Fang Mountain.
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The Ji Clan had operated in Beimang for a thousand years and had regained the confidence to declare war on Zhongzhou. It was said that even many sects had been secretly controlled by them.
To some extent, this made it very easy for Tang Luo to find this “ally” in Beimang. After all, it would be laughable for a family aspiring to return to the peak of the sacred land to still have blind spots of power within their own stronghold.
Insignificant forces like the Serpent Fang Mountain aside, the established tribes of Taicang Mountain must be vassals of the Ji Clan or have the Ji Clan’s Wind Media.
Unlike the barren Serpent Fang Mountain, Taicang Mountain was lush with trees, with neat terraced fields on its southern slopes, where men and women were busy harvesting crops.
Some tired farmers looked up to see Tang Luo, and, instead of being anxious, they waved and greeted him. Just from this, the strength of Taicang Mountain was apparent.
After all, people only maintain a casual attitude towards things they are accustomed to, indicating that there were not a few high-status individuals in Taicang Mountain.
Flying straight into the depths of Taicang Mountain, Tang Luo was eventually stopped near the residential area. Several elders dressed in simple clothes stood in front of Tang Luo, wanting to ask his name and intention, but Tang Luo could not understand a word of their local dialect.
Having had experience in the Wilderness, Tang Luo was unfazed and immediately activated his ‘voice like a tolling bell’ ability. A thunderous boom echoed in the skies of Taicang Mountain, “Tell the Ji Clan that their ally has arrived!”
The few Taicang Mountain elders, who took the brunt of the noise, were left dizzy by the provocation which made three of the tribal warriors furiously angry. They sent three Spirit Arts hurtling towards Tang Luo with no mercy.
Without dodging, Tang Luo clenched his fists together, and amid a symphony of dragon roars and tiger howls, his sweeping punches not only dissipated the three Spirit Arts but also enveloped the figures of the three men. The Great Mighty Dragon and the Mysterious Serpent Phantom erupted, and in a single encounter, he repelled the three men.
Seizing the advantage with one blow, Tang Luo advanced, his ghostly movements allowing him to appear above the three men instantaneously. With one punch each, he sent them plummeting to the ground like shooting stars. Amidst thunderous impacts, three human-shaped pits appeared in the tribe’s training ground of Taicang Mountain, and the three tribal warriors crawled out, covered in dust, their eyes filled with amazement as they looked up at the sky.
They could certainly feel that, at the moment the iron fist was upon them, their opponent had held back much of his strength. Otherwise, they would have been unable to withstand his ferocious power, for he was a martial arts master after all.
Someone with enough strength has more ways to express goodwill. By the time Tang Luo landed in the tribe’s training ground, the three men were no longer in the same fighting mood as before; instead, they were chattering with the gathered clanspeople.
However, Tang Luo could not understand a word of their dialect and thus could only stand around, looking bored.
Finally, following the chattering explanations of the three men, an elderly man with white hair and beard, leaning on a wooden cane, walked out from the crowd. After a kindly nod, Tang Luo heard the familiar sound of the official language.
“Please move to the house, young master. I have sent Wind Media to report your intentions, and I believe a servant will arrive within three days at most.”
“Then I’ll be troubling you, elder!”
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Beimang’s Chongxiao Mountain, Lingxiao Sect
Ji Fu had been having a very difficult time these past years. As the Saint Child upon whom the whole clan had placed great hopes, not only was he controlled by others in a mere trading expedition, but he also lost a Minor Spiritual Realm, nearly half of his materials, and even allied with a small family in Longzhou.
Upon returning to Beimang, Ji Fu felt unprecedented pressure. During that period, even the elders of his own lineage, who cared for him the most, began to doubt whether he had the capability to be the next Han Family’s Saint Lord.
