Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 373 - 375: Dihua? The Illogical Kind!
Chapter 373: Chapter 375: Dihua? The Illogical Kind!
“The fight only lasted ten seconds, and you guys talked more than you fought…” Qin Muye couldn’t help but comment after watching the live broadcast.
Before this, he had also watched Li Xiang and the Pan Turtle Martial Arts master’s fight. The two had fought for about twenty minutes, both their techniques and the fight itself appeared quite formal. In the end, it was only by a narrow margin that the Pan Turtle master was severely injured.
“So, was it all an act before? Even though the serious injury was real, there clearly seems to be a deeper hidden reason here.”
A fight to the death naturally happens in the blink of an eye; it’s impossible to genuinely fight for three days and three nights at the same realm. It was only a sparring match, so there was enough time for each to showcase their abilities.
“But will this involve me?” Qin Muye didn’t care about the consequences of Li Xiang killing Wu Dao, but from their exchange, it was clear that Wu Dao, hiding his true identity as a minor patrol officer, was definitely searching for something.
However, if the other party is unknown, and if he were dead, that would be the end of it. But now the secret has transferred to Li Xiang.
Putting himself in their shoes, if Qin Muye received such information and someone came to assassinate him, the credibility of this information would immediately skyrocket to over 90%. He would not give up; he might even turn around and investigate, since it was something coveted by those of the same realm, it definitely would be useful to him.
“I need to get rid of this trouble first, or else… Eh? Why is Li Xiang walking… no, running? What’s going on?” Qin Muye found it odd, as this was a bit different from what he had expected.
From the emotions emanating from Li Xiang, Qin Muye could perceive fear, urgency, and various other negative emotions, which left him puzzled for a moment.
“Wasn’t he quite reckless before? How did he suddenly change like this.” Qin Muye arranged for a Spirit Monster to follow the man, planning to infiltrate the Wild Lion Sect and see if he could find something valuable.
The Spirit Monster that had entered the Pan Turtle Sect had already become an official disciple. Becoming a True Disciple was out of the question; the old master, although saved, was now useless.
As for the government and financial tycoons wanting to take over the shares of Pan Turtle Martial Arts, that was no longer possible. The Pan Turtle Sect had already sent a new master to take over, just needing some time. The share they could take in the meantime served as their compensation. However, if they dare strike fatally, they shouldn’t blame the Pan Turtle Sect for retaliating harshly.
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From this, it can be deduced that within the Duke Federation, aside from the visible lords and major financial tycoons, there are also these Martial Artists who master Secret Martial Techniques, though most of these Martial Artists are devoted to cultivation and seldom manage affairs.
Moreover, these Martial Artists are not a unified whole but are divided into various factions, each faction bonded by their own Martial Arts sect.
“Forget about it, he ran, he ran; this can just be part of my spying to gather some information.”
The specific situation depends on how Li Xiang behaves. If he keeps this matter to himself, he’ll just live and let live and could even serve as a mole.
But if he dares to expose it, Qin Muye would have the Spirit Monster follow him and wipe out the entire Wild Lion Sect, to prevent having the small fry and then the big shot come after him, he would simply exterminate the entire opponent’s family. In doing business, one has to be thorough; eradication is necessary.
According to Qin Muye’s analysis, the Wild Lion Sect in the north surely wasn’t small; it would indeed be a pity to eliminate them. If there were Spirit Monsters infiltrated, they could essentially let them breed eggs for him, allowing them to gather intelligence and data for him, and possibly even uncover some ancient secrets and more.
“Wait a second, why did my Strongman Style go up by +2?”
Qin Muye’s expression changed; he looked at his temporary skill and was taken aback.
“All because I sold Li Xiang two bags of bread?”
Their fight indeed had a specific reason; if Li Xiang hadn’t come to probe, he wouldn’t have bought the bread, no misunderstanding would have happened, and thus Wu Dao would not have died. So Strongman Style attributed this event to Qin Muye.
“This is more unreliable than a tale, even tales require some basis. My action was just normal trading behavior, without any conspiracies!!!” Qin Muye tried to communicate with the “Lord Era” to downgrade it.
But clearly, it had no effect.
If leveling up were so easy, it couldn’t possibly be anything good.
“No, I have to hide away somewhere, otherwise… damn, I can’t go outside either. What if I meet a Martial Artist right after stepping outside and end up paralyzing someone from a high hit.” Qin Muye felt like exploding.
As for returning to the Endless Abyss… better not, he feared an accident could happen. This temporary skill was definitely of the “Causality Law” caliber, the kind that could still be upgraded. If he really went back to the Endless Abyss, it was uncertain whether some fierce figure would pop up and demand a duel with him.
For all kinds of experiments and studies in his territory, Qin Muye relied entirely on remote operations, that is, previously on the Wise Man’s Book Shadow Equipment, which was quite useful.
So, even though Qin Muye was sitting here now, drinking tea and reading the newspaper, in reality, most of his energy was focused on conducting various experiments through manipulating the Wise Man’s Book.
After all, temporary skills were too risky; it was better to be cautious.
“Forget it, the original should just stay safe here at home. After all, no significant figures are likely to appear in this small place. Fame can be discussed later.”
Qin Muye stretched lazily, feeling it was best to let things be; as long as he disguised himself as harmless, these Martial Artists still had some moral bottom line and wouldn’t attack ordinary people.
As for encountering Martial Artists without a moral bottom line, Qin Muye was not afraid either, because his own moral bottom line was also quite flexible. Moreover, with their meager capabilities, did they really think they could breach his defenses? It was doubtful even at level 7, let alone this group of level 4 Martial Artists.
If anyone dared to hit him, it wouldn’t just be a high-level paralysis but direct funeral arrangements.
A kind of death where cremation isn’t even necessary, just put directly into the urn and ready to be buried; and with Qin Muye’s abilities, even the soul would be liberated, ensuring no afterlife nor returning as a ghost to haunt him.
“However, this Martial Arts Will is quite interesting, being able to materialize the cultivation techniques. But why are they all animals—lions, snakes, turtles? Why can’t it be something grand like wind, rain, thunder, or divine and demonic beings?”
Qin Muye wasn’t much interested in their techniques but was a bit curious about the Martial Arts Will.
From the confrontation, it was apparent that Martial Arts Will mixed one’s own spiritual power and soul, with the ability to focus attacks on the soul. If an ordinary person was impacted by a Martial Artist’s Martial Arts Will, they might experience mental instability at the least, or immediate death at worst.
So… Qin Muye wanted it too. If he could equip each Spirit Monster under his command with one, that would certainly mean extra damage.
“I’ll have to let the shadow collect the traditions of various Secret Martial Sects. After all, the Spirit Monsters can mimic; just blend in and after ten or twenty years directly become the sect leader. Then wouldn’t I have everything I want?” Qin Muye thought about it and felt it was highly feasible!
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“Finally boarded the steam train; it looks like things have passed.” Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
Linking the events before and after, he couldn’t help but give a bitter smile: “I really was clueless.”
“From the start, I must have been calculated. That snack bar owner is definitely not ordinary. I didn’t misinterpret the Strongman aura he had; the reason he didn’t act wasn’t that he hadn’t reacted, but because he disdain to make a move on me.”
“Looks like that Yin Snake Sect member was also deceived. They probably thought I took some advantage from the snack bar, otherwise, why would he ambush me?”
Qin Muye’s image floated into his mind, the aura that chilled him to the core clenched his fists tightly, making his veins bulge.
“He’s definitely on a level above the Martial Artists; Wild Lion Sect probably has no one who can compete against him!”
As a prodigy of Wild Lion Sect, there indeed were elders stronger than him, but none had the instantly recognizable strongman aura like the snack bar owner.
“He was even so strong he didn’t bother to hide his aura. Indeed, we should not underestimate anyone in this world. For such a powerful figure to emerge in a small rural place like Qingwu City, there are likely many more hidden elsewhere. Fortunately, he was indifferent; otherwise, my former disrespect would not have allowed me to leave this place.”
“But this matter… forget it, better not report it to my sect. The man has secluded himself here, obviously not wanting to be known. If I report, I might offend him.” Li Xiang also had self-awareness, knowing well that regardless of seclusion or ulterior motives, it was no reason for him to reveal.
If he had revealed it, it might have brought destruction upon his sect; thus, he decided to act as if nothing had happened at all.
