Chaotic World Book
Chapter 552 - 536: The Room Fire Pig under Xuanwu’s Seat

Chapter 552: Chapter 536: The Room Fire Pig under Xuanwu’s Seat

Zhao Changhe was pouring himself a drink while simultaneously extending his five senses to observe the surroundings.

The ability to see through one’s back, which once brought him much joy, could now be controlled and not used if he didn’t wish to see. Instead, he had an overarching perspective, seeing everything around him as clearly as if he were monitoring surveillance footage.

Theoretically, this was a breakthrough in his cultivation, unrelated to the eyes on his back. It was preparation for detaching himself from the blind man in the future. Only when something was his own could he avoid being controlled by others.

However, Zhao Changhe had an unreal, dreamlike sensation... none of the individuals he knew from the Earth List seemed to have such a pronounced ability to see from above. Or even if they did, it was only through intentional effort, not as naturally as him, as though it was an inherent part of his vision.

Zhao Changhe couldn’t distinguish whether this perspective was due to the evolution of his current strength or the integration of the eyes on his back, which, after all this time, might still be the eyes of a God Demon...

The blind man coldly watched from the sidelines, never commenting on this and leaving Zhao Changhe to wonder if he was being scoffed at inwardly.

That’s beside the point; the overhead eye was unnecessary at the moment. No matter how much he looked from above, the limitation of the room could not be transcended—not like he had x-ray vision or anything. The focus was on projecting his sense of hearing, which allowed him to hear various sounds nearby and "split the audio channels." He could isolate the noise in the main hall, making it distant, while the sounds of the outside corridor and adjacent neighbors became distinctly pronounced.

Then he heard a pair of embroidered shoes making their way down the corridor, the sound growing closer and closer.

Zhao Changhe felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and his right hand subconsciously touched the ring while True Qi enveloped the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow.

The visitor was a top expert.

The person wasn’t using Qinggong and walked leisurely, yet their light body stepping on the floor somehow produced a dull, heavy vibration. This suggested a deep and powerful cultivation, one that manifested naturally and without intent—Zhao Changhe had no doubt that he would crumble under a single step from this individual.

On land, this level of skill matched only one person, Li Shentong... How come every encounter on this island involved someone of such a level?

Zhao Changhe’s forehead beaded with sweat, realizing the strength of the arrival. Had he been too presumptuous this time? The True Qi for the move "Thousand Army Break" was already fueling the Dragon Sparrow, ready to strike and flee at any moment. f\r(e)ewe.b no\vel.com

"Creak..." The door opened, and the other party laughed before speaking, "Sorry for the wait, your Emperor Crab is here... yo... yo... yo..."

The tone wavered at the end, and the person with a crab dish turned to run.

Zhao Changhe’s tense nerves unwound; the True Qi retracted from the Dragon Sparrow, and he viciously launched a Control Crane Skill toward the doorway.

"I thought you were some top-level expert, but it’s just you, Guigui."

"Am I not a strong fighter?" San Niang was unaffected by the Control Crane Skill, which felt as though it had grabbed onto a wall of Qi, causing Zhao Changhe’s wrist to go numb.

...She really was a top fighter, but why couldn’t he remember that every time he saw her face?

San Niang glanced back, "What kind of lousy cultivation technique is that? Remote touching? Don’t you have any shame? Take your hands off the crab!"

She tossed the dish, and the Control Crane Skill only grabbed onto the crab as she sprinted away.

Zhao Changhe forcefully said, "If you run again, I’ll make sure everyone knows that someone here runs a brothel."

With a "swoosh," San Niang teleported across the table, her posture stiff. The door closed itself without a breeze with a "bang."

"The one should understand the true nature of a brothel is your Tang Wanju!" San Niang knocked on the table, "This is a restaurant, got it?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhao Changhe languidly cracked a crab leg, which shattered into powder revealing the intact crab meat within.

This was the greatest advantage of martial arts!

Zhao Changhe passed the crab leg meat to San Niang, smiled, and said, "So, this is a branch of Yellow Sand Market? You’re the proprietress? Look, remember how you called me stingy for not treating you to peanuts? Now, treating you to Emperor Crab should be enough, right?"

San Niang said, "You still have to pay! Don’t think you can get away with a free meal just because we’re familiar."

"Alright, alright," Zhao Changhe said helplessly, "You always run away when you see me, is it because you’re afraid I’ll dine and dash?"

"Hmph." San Niang swallowed the crab meat in one bite, her eyes shining as she looked at the plate, waiting for Zhao Changhe to continue cracking shells.

Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes, "Is it only when you’re acting the role of a proprietress that you show your greedy side? Back in Huiji, weren’t you quite cultured?"

"Because in Huiji, I wore the Xuanwu mask—that was Xuanwu." San Niang knocked on the table, "Quit the chatter, I want the crab roe."

Zhao Changhe paused, then silently started to open the crab for her without saying anything, his mind drifting to Huangfu Qing. When she wore the Winged Fire Snake mask, her mentality differed from when unmasked, and it altered even more with the Room Fire Pig mask, becoming completely free-spirited, a shy, girlish figure that only appeared in those moments.

It was a pity that after she appeared as the Imperial Concubine, the guise of the Room Fire Pig was never seen again.

The rich crab roe was served, and San Niang closed her eyes to savor the taste, "It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a delicacy."

Zhao Changhe wondered, "You’re the boss here, haven’t you eaten this before?"

San Niang said, "Firstly, I’ve just arrived."

"...So you’re not using a clone technique, huh? I thought a turtle and a snake could split apart."

"Eh, how did you know that I want to cultivate in that direction in the future?"

"...Just move on to the second thing."

"Secondly, it’s too expensive, I can’t bear to eat it." San Niang giggled, "Not everywhere does someone foolishly pay and treat the boss to a meal."

Zhao Changhe leaned back in his chair, leisurely sipping his wine, "You should know I’m asking why you’re here, and how you’ve become the leader of a pirate group. As far as I know, you’re a descendant of Ying Wu’s old brotherhood. Have your horse bandit brothers expanded their business to the sea now?"

"Don’t ask so many questions, kid. Finish eating and be on your way, behave."

"Your people are about to rob my fleet, and it’s none of my concern? It seems you didn’t come to find me with good intentions—most likely you’re thinking of either killing me or subduing me."

"..." San Niang felt guilty and kept munching on the crab, murmuring, "We were persuading them to turn back, we didn’t rob or kill anyone, no good deed goes unpunished."

Zhao Changhe said, "If not because the Tang family’s fleet is strong, that so-called persuasion you mention would be robbery and then ’physical persuasion,’ right? This is piracy, including your Ying Wu’s horse bandits, don’t tell me you’re all gentlemen."

"That’s right." San Niang laughed coldly, "Ying Wu is a horse bandit, Four Symbols Sect is the Demon Sect. The way of life for pirates is plunder, what will you do about it? Keep whining, and I’ll rob you right now!"

Zhao Changhe also slammed the table, "Before you rob me, let’s talk about the rules of Worldly Society. Whether you’re pirates or horse bandits, is there still such a thing as credibility in Worldly Society?"

Normal pirates or horse bandits might not care about credibility, but for Ying Wu or this pirate group, the pride of a mighty one does exist, and they usually won’t go back on their word. Then San Niang said, "What’s the matter, do you have some sort of credibility agreement with Hua Zhenming?"

Zhao Changhe snorted, "He said that all the money and women on the ship are mine. Can I take them now?"

San Niang’s eyes widened, as she subconsciously retorted, "I’m not on that ship, you can’t take me!"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

San Niang: "..."

"When did I ever say I wanted you?"

"What were you thinking calling yourself Zhao Shouyi?"

Zhao Changhe didn’t understand at first and only after a moment, he realized, speechless.

Bao Yuan Shouyi, San Niang’s surname is Yuan...

But that name I grabbed out of thin air...

Originally with an overwhelming advantage and fully justified, suddenly found himself completely at a loss, and now had to be watched warily as if he was a freak. Zhao Changhe simply didn’t know what kind of karma he had created.

"Wait a minute..." Zhao Changhe suddenly realized something. Haitian Island, Penglai Country, the King said his surname was Yuan... It wasn’t ’Yuan’ as in a divine sense, but ’Yuan’ as in Yuan San Niang! fr\eewebno vel .c(o)m

San Niang, narrowing her eyes, studied him for a while and slowly said, "Do you admit you’re the Room Fire Pig of the Four Symbols Sect?"

Zhao Changhe: "...I admit it."

"Since you admit it, Room Fire Pig is directly under my command as one of the Seven Stars, will you take my orders?"

"Um..."

San Niang got serious, "Originally, telling the merchant ships or fishermen to turn back did have a reason... but since you’re the one in charge, I requisition this fleet—you willing?"

Before Zhao Changhe could answer, San Niang very seriously added, "If you don’t agree, no problem, just turn back from here. Room Fire Pig has only ever been a plaything between you and me. If it’s proven now that you don’t obey the Four Symbols Sect, then from this day forward, the Four Symbols Sect has no Room Fire Pig."

Zhao Changhe said, "You being this serious is making me uncomfortable."

San Niang: "..."

Zhao Changhe grinned, "Whether I’m Zhao Changhe or the Room Fire Pig, you don’t need all this if you want my help. Just ask, and that’s it."

San Niang was not touched at all and gave him a thorough once-over, then lowered her head to continue eating her crab: "Disgusting. Save this act for when you go home to fool your Qing’er. You’re just the Room Fire Pig under Xuanwu."

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