Chapter 1321: Chapter 613: The Duel in Early Spring of 1988 Chapter 1321: Chapter 613: The Duel in Early Spring of 1988 Xu Jian was at a loss for words. If Xu Lai's first point could be considered speculation, then the second was definite evidence.
Although Yun Ji's combat power rivaling that of a Martial Ancestor didn't seem astonishing to him, the thought of this powerhouse being born amidst the Yun Clan's scattered and tumultuous decline after their downfall moved him.
He felt as though he could see a young figure, overwhelmed by a raging hatred in his heart, solely focused on becoming stronger.
Yet such a capable young man was not the chosen successor of the Yun Clan. It wouldn't matter if Yun Xiu were of an older generation like Yun Ji's aunt, but she was actually Yun Ji's younger sister. By that logic, it could only be as Xu Lai had said–the other members of the Yun Clan must have recognized something superior in Yun Xiu. Otherwise, why would they entrust the Divine Artifact, which symbolizes the family leadership succession, to Yun Xiu?
Having spoken up to this point, Xu Jian should have supported Xu Lai's judgment, yet he couldn't bring himself to be convinced.
Because the secret scroll in his hand, bearing the seal of the Dutian Heavenly King from the Wind Department, had greatly diminished his trust in such external information ever since the Xu Xiao incident.
“Xu Lai, where did this intelligence come from?”
“From An Yuanxi, the last generation envoy of the An Clan.”
There was nothing to hide, so Xu Lai openly shared the source of the information: “But I will not let this report influence my judgment. It's merely one family's statement. Even the details about Yun Xiu's cultivation are just conjecture. Therefore, we need to find Yun Xiu and ascertain the truth of this matter!”
Child, you've already been influenced by An Yuanxi's judgment.
With a soft sigh in his heart, Xu Jian folded up the spread-out secret scroll and said lightly, “If you find Yun Xiu and discover that Xu Xiao indeed ended his own life under the influence of the Charming Eyes, what will you do?”
“A feud over a father's death is irreconcilable!”
“Even if it were true, wouldn't Yun Xiu's vengeance also be a feud over a father's death?”
Xu Jian gently patted Xu Lai's shoulder, earnestly saying, “Not only our lives and our familial bonds are precious. All beings suffer; why should we make distinctions?”
…
Longxi Bohma City
With Tang Luo's current strength, considering him a formidable force in Xiehe was an understatement. Intimidating three renowned family-level strongmen was a mere trifle for him.
Having killed a Saint Child, confronted Wang Fuling's Dharma Body, and destroyed a Yanyun Grandmaster, he hardly had any reverence for any Xu Family master.
Therefore, upon entering the post station, he skipped all formalities, directly pulling the three diplomats out and beating them up.
The techniques they prided themselves on couldn't even break through the heaven-sent silver armor of the Undying Battle Body, while Tang Luo, with his casual punches and kicks, could cause their qi to collapse and their internal organs to tremble.
“Take this alliance treaty back, and relay a message to the three family heads for me.”
Looking down at the three diplomats, who lay vomiting blood, the silver giant said calmly, “If you want to come to Chaochang to develop, the Longxi Alliance warmly welcomes you with open arms; but if you want to loot others taking advantage of their miseries, sorry, you're not qualified!”
“Pah.”
Spitting out the blood in his mouth, the Xu Family's envoy coldly said, “Relying on a trifling innate talent to be so disdainful, I hope when you face a grandmaster, your arrogance remains!”
“Hmm, how about this.”
Tang Luo shrugged and said indifferently, “You bring a challenge letter back to that master. Early next spring, I will visit to spar. Make sure you are there too, so you can see if I am as arrogant with your master as I am with you.”
“Heh, I'll definitely convey these words!”
Suppressing his turbulent blood, the Xu Family envoy forcefully stood up and, twisting his body, walked away.
Meanwhile, the envoys from the other two families also sneered twice, supporting each other as they stood up, for in their eyes, this challenge was akin to seeking death!
Now, with just under half a year left until early spring, they could afford to wait!
Watching the three envoys wobble as they flew away, Tang Luo stroked his chin and pondered silently, “Well, that should keep them at bay.”
Lanshan City Wind Media Division
“Foolish, I asked you to stabilize those three families, not to arrange a duel with the master from the Xu Family!”
Tang Feng said with heartfelt frustration, “If I had known this was going to happen, I would not have sent you!”
“Oh, how big of a deal could it possibly be?”
Tang Luo waved his hand casually, his demeanor unchanged and tone relaxed, “For simple-minded martial artists, they don't see yielding as restraint–only as a sign of weakness. If we showed even a hint of subtlety, they'd turn around, muster their forces, and pressure our borders, then what would become of Longjiang.”
“But you shouldn't have challenged the master from the Xu Family, especially not in a place like Nanji–there's a saying, 'even a powerful dragon cannot suppress the local snake'…”
“Are you sure it's the powerful dragon that can't suppress the local snake? It might be just a dragon whelp!”
Tang Luo laughed, “I have already figured out that among these three families, the Xu Family is the strongest, and what they rely on is that old master. Drag him out and beat him once; then all three families will behave, and so will the forces around Longjiang, calming down this turbulent situation from its source–one stone… many birds!”
“Easy for you to say, but what if you lose!”
Tang Feng said irritably, “You are fighting in enemy territory against a master, and these people in Nanji are quite sinister. If they use some trick to distract you, a defeat is a minor issue, but any injury you suffer would be a major loss.”
“That's why I've set the date for early next spring.”
Tang Luo gestured dismissively, “By then, even if my clan can't send much support, I will have several powerful allies with me. It might be tough to wipe out the Xu Family, but escaping from these people should pose no difficulty.”
“Hmm? Isn't Mr. Du Sha the only one in Marshal Star Pavilion who could be called a combat power? Could it be?”
“The Poison Spirit Body, Stone Heart King, and a member of the Yun Clan with a Divine Artifact–if we go all out, do you believe we can turn Nanji upside down?”
Tang Luo laughed again, “Rest easy, since I dare to go, there definitely won't be any problems!”
“I hope so,”
Tang Feng sighed, “I have already arranged tasks for my subordinates to urgently gather information on that master from the Xu Family and the distribution of forces in Nanji, hoping it will be of some help to you when the time comes.”
“That's good enough,”
Tang Luo nodded, “Anything else?”
“No more, you managed to severely injure and make three Martial Ancestors vomit blood with just a few punches and kicks in Bohma City, now no one dares to poke their head out.”
Tang Feng exclaimed, “Just your appearance has made the forces stirring around Longjiang much more cautious, guessing that before you leave Longxi, they won't dare to make any moves.”
“Huh… am I that frightening?”
“More than frightening, just with your showdown against Yanyun Grandmaster in Chaochang and driving away Wang Chang, enthusiastic observers now honor you as the number one powerhouse under the Fire-Stealing Grandmaster of the Longxi Alliance.”
Saying this, Tang Feng sighed again, “And yet, you are only twenty-two years old this year!”
Chapter end
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