I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1647 - 89: Those Who Follow the Dao Will Have Plenty of Help

Chapter 1647: Chapter 89: Those Who Follow the Dao Will Have Plenty of Help

Some hesitated, some feared, but there were always some who were intrigued by this set of dark patterns.

Secret arts and spiritual weapons could move the shallow-eyed, but they could not persuade the strong ones hidden in darkness. However, Dao Bone and Divine Pills really hit their weak spots.

Such resources, monopolized only by the sacred land of Heaven Sect, mean that even if they offered mountains of gold and seas of jades, the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion and Xuanji Sect wouldn’t be swayed.

If they missed this dark auction, they would have no idea when they could get another opportunity to obtain Divine Pills and Dao Bone.

Just like a mouse knows that food appearing out of nowhere might be dangerous, but when truly starved, it can hardly care about the risks.

"I have no more time left!"

Xiong Ya Mansion’s Lord, Chi Donglai, said through gritted teeth: "The Geng Metal Qi in him has not been removed till now, and if we don’t get Dao Bone, the Sea of Qi will be injured in no more than ten years."

The final battle of Tang, was also a stage for the Bounty Guild to become famous in Longzhou, but it was unexpected that the defeated troops still had the strength to break through head-on.

Especially the old man Chi Donglai faced, whose finger strength was profound, making it hard to resist even for someone with "Seven Shura Demonic God Body."

He escaped using Xuanji Jade after getting injured, but unexpectedly, this soul-infused finger strength stuck like bone maggots. After spending half a year, it still wasn’t removed, and instead, his power weakened due to the chaotic Geng Metal Qi inside his body.

Upon seeing the dark auction in the black market, he immediately contacted several other interested hunter kings to discuss a major plan.

Inside the dark hall of the Bounty Guild, a few hunter kings from the guild sat in their corners, each serving themselves drinks.

As the initiator, the Lord of Xiong Ya Mansion sat at the main seat, with Dragon Fang sitting with a stern face next to him.

Blood Demon Xiao Li Heng appeared tipsy, Shadow Demon King was invisible, and Blood Prison Eagle was resting with closed eyes, seemingly oblivious to Chi Donglai’s words.

"Once this is successful, I want the Divine Pills."

Suddenly, a voice emerged from a dark corner of the great hall, it was from Bai Li Fuyou.

"Since Divine Pills and Dao Bone have both been taken by the two, I shall take the earth-level secret arts."

Xiao Li Heng raised his glass and chuckled, saying: "I take my leave!"

"Earth-level armor."

Prison Eagle opened his eyes and stated his simple demand.

The four hunter kings of the Bounty Guild, all ruthless figures from the demonic path, set the details of the dark auction in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

In fact, it’s understandable, as they were all peak powerhouses from the Fierce Realm, extremely confident in their own strengths. More importantly, the target of this dark auction isn’t necessarily to directly confront Daoist Miaowei.

The task was merely to destroy a Dragon Gate faction, a trivial matter for people like them.

...

Da Lin City Commerce Alliance

"Master, the Lord of Demon Slaughter Palace has been requesting a meeting for several days now, what do you think..."

Steward bent over as he approached Ye Qingcang, who was busy with administrative affairs, and quietly inquired.

Ye Qingcang didn’t even lift his head as he swiftly reviewed the documents: "Tell the Lord of Demon Slaughter Palace, even the bright noon sun has shadows it cannot light. How can there be light without darkness? The Dark Chamber exists to supplement the Guild’s methods. The Commerce Alliance will neither acknowledge nor intervene, and will not question or investigate anything that occurs there. If he’s still here for that dark auction, tell him to go back."

Leaving the main hall of the Commerce Alliance, the steward approached the grim-faced Lord of Demon Slaughter Palace, trembling as he relayed Ye Qingcang’s message.

But the bowed head of the steward didn’t see the increasing disappointment in Shentu Ji Hui’s eyes.

"This palace understands!"

The Lord of Demon Slaughter Palace indifferently dropped a phrase: "Since the Chamber’s affairs are not of concern to the Guild, then let the members handle it themselves."

"The Lord’s magnanimity is truly admirable!"

Steward, who had not discerned the deep meaning in Shentu’s words, breathed a sigh of relief and bowed obsequiously.

...

Dark Hall

The four Hunter Kings confirmed their intentions, distributed the hidden funds, and began to plan their actions.

They would send the death squads into the city in batches, then have three of them distract Miaowei and two of them launch a sudden attack on Dragon Gate with troops and weapons.

Simple plans often work well simply because there is no overly intricate design, rough and focused, which is inherently strong.

The most difficult part of the whole plan was undoubtedly having those three face Miaowei in person.

At such a moment, weighing pros and cons is nonsense—practitioners of the demonic path only believe in the most primal basis—luck.

Three long and two short wooden sticks were held in Chi Donglai’s hands. Before the four could step forward, the door of the underground hall crashed down, and Shentu Jihui, dragging a giant blade, walked into the hall expressionlessly.

"If Lord Shentu wanted to participate in our plan, a simple message would have sufficed. Why knock down the door?"

Chi Donglai looked at the Demon Slaughter Palace Master entering the hall and smiled, "Come, come, Lord, please take a seat!"

"Chi Donglai, do you even know what you are doing?"

With a flick of his giant blade, the sharp edge left a deep rift on the floor, Shentu looked at the five people on the platform and coldly said, "Joining the Bounty Guild and no longer living the dark days as before at Xiong Ya Mansion, didn’t you say this yourself? And yet, you want to accept these hidden funds now?"

"Things change."

Chi Donglai calmly replied, "If Lord Shentu wants to join the plan, please take a seat, otherwise, suit yourself."

"Stubborn fool!"

Surging with spiritual power, Shentu Jihui’s stature swelled, his expression determined.

...

Red Cloud Mountain, Unparalleled Academy

"Human nature is strange; when something is unrelated to oneself, one can make moral and correct decisions. But when there are personal stakes, morality and correctness become less significant, making our decisions drastically different."

Standing on the platform, Tang Luo told the 800 students in the tiered classroom, "Often, seeing others making foolish decisions doesn’t mean we are wiser; it’s simply because we are not in their situation."

"The process of seeking one’s true heart is to strip away the influence of interests on judgment, not to be confused by the methods and accomplishments in front of you, and to truly consider what kind of soul will truly benefit oneself in the long run."

"Perhaps this choice will bring you temporary pain and unease, even confusion and fear. But you must steadfastly hold onto your True Heart and find reasons to convince yourself!"

"Before attempting to move your soul, ask yourself why you want to soul cast. Once this is clear, your Dao Heart will no longer be confused."

"Class dismissed!"

After finishing the lecture, Tang Luo left on his own, being both the principal and top lecturer of the Unparalleled Academy, he not only had to teach but also monitor the academic progress of all students.

Those who could enter the academy as disciples were at least over forty years old. People of this age might have various shortcomings, but they all share one common characteristic - desperation.

Knowing how hard it is to acquire martial arts experience, they meticulously complete all the coursework assigned by the academy, with several students fainting daily from overusing their souls.

Such desperate cultivation naturally shows spectacular results. The initial twenty-plus students were already proficient in managing their souls and would be attempting soul casting in just over a month.

There are always the faster ones, and naturally, there are the slower ones, and there are even those who have not yet completed seeking their True Heart and are still struggling.

Tang Luo is not in a hurry; after all, cultivation is a matter of personal variability. One does not know the potential of a horse until it runs.

Talent does not show its uniqueness until the critical moment; before this, one cannot rush or pressure them; let them think and ponder slowly.