The hunchbacked old man wasn't a stupid person. On the contrary, the reason Qin Mo Shang sent him to take revenge was because he was very cautious and careful. The Qin Family called him Grandpa Hunchback. The hunchbacked old man acted strangely and always had some strange ideas.
The hunchbacked old man passed through the Taiji Palace and then the Hall of Proclamation. Along the way, there were many eunuchs and palace maids coming and going, but no one could detect the infiltration of such a mysterious expert.
"With so many misters from the Evil Sky Pavilion guarding the Imperial city, this is the safest place under the heavens."
In the corridor not far away, palace maids and eunuchs walked out, discussing something from time to time.
The hunchbacked old man's silhouette flickered and appeared on a nearby roof. He lowered his body and looked down at the group of eunuchs.
"I heard that the White Tower's Tower Master, Lan Xihe, is an expert with 13 Fate Charts. But he couldn't even last one move against Pavilion Master Lu. After releasing half a move, he immediately fell to the ground and surrendered."
Hearing this sentence.
The hunchbacked old man frowned and held his breath. He thought to himself, "There's an expert here?!"
"… Hundreds of Thousand Realms of the Black Tower, including Xia Zhengrong with 12 Fate Charts, were all defeated by Pavilion Master Lu with a single move. It was just a single move … Back then, Pagoda Master Lan was present, and she was scared away. That scene destroyed the heavens and the earth, reversed the world, Yin and Yang … Yin and Yang …. "
"Yin and Yang are out of balance. If you haven't studied, then don't show off."
"In short, he's very powerful."
The eunuchs discussed for a while, then stopped and walked away.
The hunchbacked old man had a grave expression. His eyes glowed with a green light as he carefully sensed the surroundings.
"Is there really such a master?"
The hunchbacked old man found it hard to believe.
He took out the jade plate and sealed the light. The jade plate trembled slightly.
Qing Chanyu's aura was nearby. It was very weak, but when it was close enough, the jade plate could sense it more clearly.
He put the jade plate away.
Like a gust of wind, he swept towards Tranquil Palace.
The hunchbacked old man's image paused. When he passed by a complex palace, he saw an azure-robed swordsman walking under a tall wall.
"Swordsman?"
This was the Imperial Palace. If he was an expert from the Imperial Palace, he would not be dressed like an itinerant cultivator.
He sensed the aura of the green-robed swordsman …
The green light in his eyes intensified, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Only a Ten-leaf cultivator."
He did not want to pay attention to this swordsman.
In his eyes, a Ten-leaf cultivator was like an insignificant ant. It would be a waste of energy to stomp him to death. However, this swordsman's bearing and aura puzzled him.
Human intuition can be surprisingly accurate at times.
The old hunchback felt that the ant was very special, so special that he wanted to pinch it to death.
How could a mere Ten-leaf cultivator walk so arrogantly?
Tuck your tail between your legs in your next life.
He held the jade plate with one hand. Wisps of green smoke rose from the jade plate and drifted toward him like venomous snakes.
The green smoke turned into a breeze that brushed past Yu Shangrong's chiseled face.
Yu Shangrong stopped in his tracks.
He looked left and right with a calm expression. When he saw that everything was normal, he continued to walk forward.
The hunchbacked old man frowned. "Not dead?"
Impossible! This doesn't make sense!
The green smoke he cast was an extremely strange and tricky killing technique in the Jade Plate Sorcery. It was almost impossible to detect. Once the green smoke entered the body, the skin would fester and become a skeleton.
The hunchbacked old man thought there might be a powerful elite in the Imperial city. That was why he chose to kill without leaving a trace. Witchcraft was undoubtedly the best method.
He retracted his aura as though he was a dead object. Then, he released another wisp of green smoke.
The green smoke drifted into the air and turned into a breeze that swept toward Yu Shangrong.
The wind was slightly stronger than before.
Just like before, Yu Shangrong was unharmed even after the wind blew past him.
"How's this possible?" The hunchbacked old man was incredulous. His eyes were like a venomous snake's as he stared at the green-robed swordsman who was walking toward him.
He refused to believe this.
He was just about to make another move when …
"I'm sorry, but I won't do it more than three times."
Yu Shangrong rose from the ground and flew toward the top of the hall.
He moved at lightning speed and swung his sword. Energy swords shone like fireworks.
Swoosh!
The hunchbacked old man transformed into a breeze and flew into the distance.
He mustn't expose himself.
Yu Shangrong steadied himself and climbed higher. He hovered in the air. The entire palace was within his field of vision.
"An elite," Yu Shangrong commented as he looked in the direction the breeze had flown toward.
He did not give chase. Instead, he returned to the palace.
He planned to tell Si Wuya about this.
However …
The breeze flew out of the palace. When he turned around and saw that Yu Shangrong was not coming after him, he could not help but frown. "There's no way he's not dead …"
He had intended to lure the green-robed swordsman out and kill him without anyone noticing. However, he did not expect the green-robed swordsman to not give chase at all.
Why?
This was clearly the aura of a Ten-leaf cultivator … The green-robed swordsman was ridiculously weak, but his sword technique was terrifyingly powerful.
The hunchbacked old man was bold and skilled. He changed his direction and flew toward the city walls.
The green-robed swordsman was nowhere to be seen.
He brought out his jade plate and flew toward the back of the palace. He was so fast that he vanished without a trace.
Shortly after …
The hunchbacked old man appeared in the air above one of the halls in the palace.
The jade plate vibrated slightly.
"This is the place … The Green Cicada Jade's aura."
The reaction of the jade plate was proof of this.
At this moment, he saw a woman sitting elegantly in the garden behind the palace. There was an exquisite little zither in front of her.
Whenever the woman moved, the jade plate would move as well.
"So, the Green Cicada Jade is in your hands …"
He gauged the woman's cultivation base.
It was the same as when he sensed the green-robed swordsman's cultivation base. She was weak, so weak that he could not focus at all.
However, he was still cautious.
After all, how could someone who could take one of Qin Mo Shang's nine Birth Charts be a weakling?
In any case, his goal today was to avenge his young master. He had to kill!
The jade plate spun.
The green smoke formed a huge wave of wind that bared its fangs and brandished its claws.
Swoosh!
A breeze blew past.
The woman was unscathed. Not only was she unharmed, but she seemed to be in a good mood. A faint smile appeared on her face.
The hunchbacked old man. "???"
'What the hell is going on today?
It's one thing that I can't kill the green-robed swordsman, but I can't even kill this little girl. She should at least fall to the ground and cooperate, right? '
The hunchbacked old man was having a mental breakdown.
He seemed to have realized something. It might be a problem with witchcraft, not how powerful these ants were!
"Being weak is a sin."
He formed hand seals. Green seals merged with the blue sky, making it difficult for others to notice him.
Perhaps, this was one of their greatest advantages.
At this moment, the woman's ten fingers descended.
The zither vibrated.
A huge zither energy appeared in front of the woman.
A melodious melody gushed out and quickly spread out like a tide, covering the sky and covering the earth.
"No, it's an elite!"
The hunchbacked old man shuddered. He retracted the green seal and shot to the back, hiding behind a building.
"There's no rush. Let's wait a little longer. How can someone who can withstand witchcraft be a weakling? "
He decided to stop using witchcraft and change his strategy. He wanted to deal a fatal blow to his opponent.
He hid in the dark and marveled inwardly. He did not expect the red lotus domain to be filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. However, they seemed ridiculously weak.
'Fortunately, I'm cautious enough. Young master, you didn't lose your Birth Chart in vain.'
Meanwhile, out of caution, Yu Shangrong informed Si Wuya about this. Old Seventh was smart. He would surely be able to think of a better way to deal with this.
Yu Shangrong was only able to survive until now because of his accurate judgment. He was confident and capable as an elite. He could tell that the breeze was far stronger than him. However, he did not understand why the breeze fled without making a move.
Since the breeze was powerful, Yu Shangrong would not give chase.
When Si Wuya learned about this, he took it seriously.
Without stopping, he arrived at the Hall of Life and bowed.
"Master, there's an assassin. Please be careful."
Lu Zhou, who was sitting in the Hall of Life and cultivating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. Perhaps, he had been living in his old age for too long, his words, actions, and attitude were like that of an old man. However, this did not diminish his prestige.
"Alright."
Lu Zhou replied.
He stopped cultivating.
He looked at the remaining Green Cicada Jade and recalled the runic tunnel at the peak of the snow mountain. He recited the Sniffing Power.
The Supreme Mystery Power entered his nostrils. The scents from all directions assailed him.
He followed the scents in his mind and expanded the coverage of the power.
He did not find anything within 100 meters.
He did not find anything within 1,000 meters as well.
He continued to expand the coverage.
The Sniffing Power quickly swept past the Hall of Government.
It spread toward the harem as well.
'Where could it be hiding?'
Lu Zhou pondered as he searched. Since the other party dared to come, his cultivation base must be higher than Qin Mo Shang's.
He had to conserve his Supreme Mystery Power.
He covered the Imperial city with his power as he searched.
Just as his sniffing god art swept past a tall wall, he smelled a familiar scent.
"Found it."
The scent lingering in the wind was the same as the scent he had left on the peak of the snow mountain.
Lu Zhou's figure flickered.
The doors of the Hall of Life opened. With a bang, they closed again.
A gust of wind blew past Si Wuya and vanished.
"Master?"
Si Wuya rubbed his eyes. "Am I seeing things?"
However, he quickly realized that was not the case. He rose to his feet and ran toward the direction the wind had gone.
…
The hunchbacked old man who was hiding behind a building used a jade disc to locate Green Cicada Jade. She was near the zither-playing young girl.
He sensed the fluctuations around him. There was no one nearby, and there was no powerful aura.
His eyes shone with a green light as killing intent surged out of his body.
"No matter who it is, they can forget about saving you today."
As soon as he finished speaking …
Red energy appeared in the skies.
It shot toward the hunchbacked old man like a sharp blade.
The wind was like a sharp blade.
The hunchbacked old man was slightly taken aback. "Little girl, you've discovered me?"
Conch's intuition was not bad. After a series of strange occurrences, she had discovered her enemy's presence. She leaped and spun around. The nine string zither unleashed a torrential melody.
The rapid sound technique stirred up the winds and clouds like a tidal wave.
The hunchbacked old man shot forward. A green light shone from his palm.
"Little girl, how dare you play tricks on me?"
His cultivation base was profound. When he saw that the turbulent melody far surpassed the cultivation base of a Ten-leaf cultivator, he decided to kill her with a single strike.
Conch retreated. Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The red energy in the skies converged like irregular energy sabers. The red radiance resembled curved fireworks as it shot toward the hunchbacked old man.
Conch frowned slightly.
She could sense her opponent's strength.
"How can he be so powerful?"
She discovered that the red Astral Energy had only slowed him down a little.
Unbeknownst to her, her opponent was many realms above her. It was impressive that he could slow her down.
The hunchbacked old man appeared before her at lightning speed. His palm was like a mountain, and his fingers were like hooks as he pushed down.
Conch lifted the nine string zither.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
She strummed the zither strings with all her might.
The sound technique was not pleasing to the ear. In fact, it was piercing. The hunchbacked old man was annoyed.
This was one of the advantages of sound techniques. Cultivators had powerful fleshly bodies and profound cultivation levels, but they weren't deaf. Those with weak minds and impure six senses, no matter how high their cultivation levels were, would still be affected by sound and the environment.
Psychology was one of the weaknesses of humans.
With the help of the flood-grade nine string zither, the sound waves shot toward the hunchbacked old man.
The more the old man listened, the more enraged he became. He decided to go all out.
Boom!
He shattered the sound technique and sound energy with a single palm strike.
The difference between them was too great.
"This …" Conch fell to the ground. She was powerless to resist.
She was not afraid. She merely tilted her head instinctively.
Just when the green palm was about to crush her into mincemeat …
Bam!
The hunchbacked old man was sent flying by a beam of blue light. He spun like a windmill as he flew backward. When he was 100 meters away, his figure flickered and vanished.
Conch opened her eyes. She blinked as she muttered to herself, "I … I'm not dead?"
She touched her arm, her face, and her dress … Everything was normal.
A figure stood before her. Only his back could be seen. The figure was tall and firm like a boulder on Mount Tai. He did not move at all.
His hands were on his back as he looked ahead.
Conch was curious. She shifted to the side and looked at the figure. 'What a young man!'
"T-thank you for saving me, Little Mister," Conch said politely.
Lu Zhou ignored her. He continued to stare in the direction where the hunchbacked old man had disappeared.
'This little girl. Mister is mister. Why did she add the word' little '?'
"Little … Little …" When Conch saw no response, she wanted to express her gratitude again.
A figure flew over from a nearby roof and said, "Little Junior Sister, don't be rude."
"Second Senior Brother?"
"Aren't you going to greet master?"
Conch was puzzled.
Lu Zhou did not have time to explain.
He pushed away from the ground with the tip of his feet and shot into the air.
Conch stammered, "Second Senior Brother, you're joking?"
Yu Shangrong smiled.
"Do you seem to like to joke, Second Senior Brother?"
"That's not it … Is that really master?" Conch pointed into the distance.
"Yes." Yu Shangrong flew over and landed beside Conch. "Master found a holy item and regained his vitality."
Conch appeared shocked.
Si Wuya flew over from afar and landed before the two of them.
"Where's master?"
Yu Shangrong pointed above the palace in the north.
Si Wuya turned to look at Conch and said, "I only knew there was an assassin here when I heard the sound of the Nine String Zither."
Conch asked, "Seventh Senior Brother, both of you know that's master?"
Si Wuya said, "I don't have time to explain it to you now. Master's identity is special. Don't tell anyone about this. It's good that our fellow disciples know about it. "
If he had not experienced the incident with the Lu Family, there would have been no need to hide it.
However, it seemed like it would only cause unnecessary trouble.
"Oh," Conch said.
Si Wuya flew into the distance as well.
Yu Shangrong stood calmly and said, "Little Junior Sister, you don't look too happy."
"Master seems to dislike me a little …" Conch muttered.
Yu Shangrong smiled faintly and said, "Don't overthink it. You're the latest to join the sect, so you don't know master the best. Master treats everyone like this. "
"Is that so?"
"Even Ninth Junior Sister has her moments of being reprimanded. You just didn't see it, "Yu Shangrong said.
Bam!
A red dragon spiraled toward them. Little Yuan 'er stepped on her Nirvana Sash and landed on the fake mountain in the garden. She said, "There's no such thing. Second Senior Brother is spreading rumors again! Where's master? "
Yu Shangrong. "???"
He thought Conch would be sad.
Unexpectedly, Conch seemed to have found a confidant. She flew over and grabbed Little Yuan 'er. She said, "Ninth Senior Sister, let me tell you a secret. Master has become younger!"
Little Yuan 'er scratched her head. She did not understand.
Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly and said, "Be careful."
Yu Shangrong moved as lightly as a swallow as he hovered in the air, searching for the person.
…
Lu Zhou, on the other hand, was at the peak of the northernmost palace. He walked in the air and chanted the power of sniffing.
A familiar scent lingered in the air.
Lu Zhou followed the scent. He flew left and right.
Then, he stopped.
His surroundings were quiet.
He was certain the rat was within this range. It could not have gone far.
The Proclamation Hall was filled with inner palace elites. The Daoist veins on the walls were activated as well.
However, that was not important.
The Heavenly Writing power told Lu Zhou that the aura here was the strongest.
Lu Zhou spoke in a deep voice.
"Do you think you can escape from this old man's palm?"
PS: I've been rushing for the past few days. Hence, I've combined the two chapters to increase the total number of words. Thanks to the chief of 'Wang Teng, my son'. I've accumulated 30 chapters. I'm begging for monthly votes.
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