I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1141 - Chapter 1141 Chapter 435 Assassination

Chapter 1141: Chapter 435: Assassination Chapter 1141: Chapter 435: Assassination “Why does everyone think that the Devil Lord has already fallen under a spell?”

Yun Xiu pursed her dry lips, feeling helpless while simultaneously unable to explain, because they seemed to have already accepted this reasoning.

Seeing his sister’s struggle, Yun Ji softly consoled her, “This matter is of utmost importance to our clan. For now, we can only rely on you. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to tell me.”

Hearing her brother’s considerate words, Sister Xiu’er, who was not good at refusing, felt even more guilty and reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Upon seeing Xiu’er consent, Yun Ji immediately promised, “Luring the Devil Lord is just a temporary measure. Once we take back control from Chaochang, you won’t need to sacrifice yourself to the devil. Don’t worry, little sister!”

Xiu’er managed a strained smile and bowed to Yun Ji, “Tang Luo… is currently in the house. I left under the pretense of buying groceries and cooking, but now I should go back.”

After Yun Xiu left, Yun Ji stayed in the quiet room for a long time, looking at the traces on the Lingbi that had been eroded by the years, his face unconsciously twisting into a ferocious expression.

Sometimes he envied Yun Xiu because when the Yun Family met with disaster, she was too young to remember, while he had been seven or eight years old and could never forget what happened. For many years afterward, whenever he closed his eyes, that terrible scene would replay in his mind.

“Chaochang, I, Yun Ji, have returned!”

Yun Ji’s fingers dug into the Lingbi as he squeezed these words out through his teeth.

The sounds of footsteps, one light and one heavy, rang out–it was the Corpse Monk and the Bone Taoist emerging from the shadows, heading toward the quiet room.

The injuries they had sustained in Beimang had long since healed, and having borrowed two Divine Artifacts from Yun Ji, they had an air of disdain for all the heroes of the world.

After all, compatibility with Divine Artifacts is crucial. In Xiang Yan’s hands, the Eight Treasure Kasaya was just that, but in Gu Han’s possession, it became a top-tier Divine Artifact.

And the Ghostly Cloud Lock was the same–in Xiang Qian’s hands, it was merely an item for restraining and immobilizing people, but in Feng You’s hands, it became a divine weapon capable of seizing souls.

“Ancestor Yun truly is a peerless master of array techniques from ancient times. The Spirit World Passage of Chaochang is a wondrous Divine Artifact of ingenious craftsmanship. No wonder the Yun Clan could maintain their legacy under such a sudden attack.”

Everyone who saw the Spirit World Passage for the first time was as full of praise as Feng You; Yun Ji had become accustomed to it.

With the ferocity fading from his face, Yun Ji turned to smile and nod at the two visitors, “Daoist Priest Feng You, Master Gu Han, you’ve finally arrived!”

“With Master Ji summoning me, how could I, a mere monk, refuse?” Gu Han cracked a wide smile, showing two rows of neat white teeth. “But to kill a noble family head, isn’t it overkill for Master Ji to request both protectors to take action?”

“I share the same thought,” Feng You agreed. “Xiang Ange has barely entered the Fierce Realm and has been too preoccupied with clan duties to cultivate his martial arts. He might have the realm but not the matching combat power. Just getting the chance to meet him face-to-face within the Xiang Residence would be his undoing. Yet Master Ji, you not only called upon both the monk and me but also went so far as to borrow two Divine Artifacts. Could it be that there’s something extraordinary in the Xiang Residence that warrants such measures?”

Seeing the unimpressed expressions of the Corpse Monk and Bone Taoist, Yun Ji knew that unless he gave a clear explanation, they would not commit their full efforts, and so he urged in a persuasive tone, “The two protectors are unaware; the other members of the Xiang Family, including Yanyun Grandmaster Xiang Yan and Elder Ancestor Xiang Qian, are indeed not regarded by this young master. However, this Xiang Ange is quite exceptional.”

“If it weren’t for him, how would the Yun Clan have suffered such a misfortune? And who was the real winner in that disaster? Was it the An Family who gained an extra dog? Was it the Dutian Heavenly King who stirred up trouble? Or was it the innocent sacred ground that was scapegoated?”

“None of them. It was the Xiang Family of Chaochang, which everyone thought was insignificant at that time, the relatives of the Yun Family!”

“And after that incident, Xiang Ange suddenly became the head of the Xiang Family. You protectors wouldn’t think that it was simply because he sent his twin daughters to the bed of the An Family Holy Child, would you?”

“There are no coincidences in this world, even a blind noble family wouldn’t hand over the position of family head to an incompetent person, let alone a great clan like the Xiang Family.”

“Even before gaining the Yun Clan’s heritage, the Xiang Family was a powerful force in Longzhou, dominating a whole region. If it weren’t for this, the Yun Clan wouldn’t have relied on them so much, even forming a kinship.”

“And to ascend to a position within such a noble family, one must demonstrate accomplishments that command respect, even the family head is no exception.”

But sifting through Xiang Ange’s resume, before he ascended to the position of family head, there was a blank. Except for some unknown reason he managed to establish a relationship with the An Family Divine Dynasty, and sending a pair of twin daughters to Zhongzhou, he had no other accomplishments.

Yet, merely on this trivial achievement, to dream of taking on the position of family head was sheer folly. It’s just that, within his merits, there were too many things that couldn’t be said or mentioned, which is why the Xiang Family kept it hidden.

Connecting these threads together, one could conclude that if Xiang Ange had not played a dominant role in the matter of Chaochang, why would the Ancestor Xiang Qian have abdicated in favor of another.

And why would the Xiang clan willingly honor a man who sold his daughters as their leader!?

Feng You and Gu Han exchanged glances, clearly understanding Yun Ji’s determination to kill. They nodded and said, “Since that’s the case, please arrange it, Master Ji.”

“With the help of you two Dharma Protectors, Xiang Ange is certain to die!”

…

After exiting the Spirit World Passage, Sister Xiu’er headed straight for the market. She purchased some fresh vegetables and fish before hurrying back to their lodging.

But as soon as she entered, she discovered the door to Tang Luo’s room wide open, the bed empty.

“Thud”

The basket of vegetables fell to the ground as Sister Xiu’er leaped across several yards to carefully inspect the room.

There was no sign of a struggle inside the room. The cupboard doors were even opened. Reaching into a cup, it was ice cold.

After calculating the time of departure, Sister Xiu’er slumped onto the bed, her expression extremely complex, unable to tell if she was happy or sorrowful.

…

Longzhou Calendar 1786

January 28th

Light rain at night

Since the battle in the Wilderness, the public trust in the Xiang Family had plummeted to rock bottom. Yet what puzzled people most was that Xiang Family Head Xiang Ange made no move.

This extremely diligent head neither turned the tide of public opinion nor sought to mend their reputation, passively watching the Xiang Family’s downfall.

This was at odds with the memory everyone had of the habits of the Xiang Family.

Even more, there was news spread by servants from the Xiang Residence that, since the battle in the Wilderness, the family head had started to let himself go completely, living a debauched life.

He was drunk every day, originally thought to be merely venting, but a month was already gone by.

The magnates of Chaochang said that perhaps Xiang Ange was disheartened by Chen Menglu, that’s why he was acting this way.

Today was the same, the Xiang Family Head again got drunk in his study, even stepping on the seal that represented the supreme power of Chaochang, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Until the wind blew the window lattice and two figures rose from the floor, standing in front of a bleary-eyed Xiang Ange.