I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1674 - 113: Human Hearts are Unpredictable

Chapter 1674: Chapter 113: Human Hearts are Unpredictable

The Martial Ancestor led the disciples of the Flame Sun Sword Sect away, while two figures in black roamed through the night. At the secluded pond behind the dormitory on the Unparalleled Academy grounds, a silhouette paced back and forth, occasionally glancing towards the mountain path.

As soon as he spotted two sneaky figures emerging, he thought to go greet them immediately but then, remembering something, abruptly halted in his steps.

With a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, Zhu Tingyu’s righteous expression was clouded with an unshakable gloom.

During the great battle of Lingjiang, seven cities and hundreds of towns were devastated; with no disciples joining martial arts schools, there was no income, and martial artists had to find their own paths.

At that time, it was Unparalleled Academy that reached out to him with an olive branch. Although there were some unpleasant aspects in the subsequent allegiance, it was still greatly beneficial.

He thought he would die on the Red Cloud Mountain, but unexpectedly the Fan family from Boma City approached him.

When that eight-year-old child, after class with the pretense of seeking advice, earnestly mentioned that if he handed over the entire "Five Elements Holy Spirit Foundation Building" to the Fan family, he would have an exceptionally bright future, Zhu Tingyu was moved.

Teaching Foundation Building was just a means of making a living for him, not his ambition.

The bold aspirations of his youth, to command with actions by day and enjoy the company of beauties by night, had long been polished clean by time.

But those long-buried dreams and ambitions of a man were once again unearthed by the encouragement of a young child from the Fan family.

In Mubai Province’s Zhaohong Town, there were terraced fields spanning thousands of acres, and twenty thousand households — this was the reward promised by the Fan family.

Zhu Tingyu tightened his grip on the manuscript in his chest; this was now his capital for securing a stable life!

"Instructor Zhu is indeed a trustworthy man."

Of the two men in black who approached the secluded pond, one lightly chuckled under his face mask, "Did you bring the item?"

With his right hand on his chest, Zhu Tingyu sternly reassured, "The item has certainly been brought, but how can I ensure that the Fan family won’t go back on their word once they receive it?"

The man who uncovered his face mask frowned in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by this, Instructor Zhu?"

"Nothing much."

Seeing the man’s displeasure, Zhu Tingyu took a step back and said coolly, "There are many tales of betrayal and ingratefulness. I fear the same fate, which is why I thought of a perfect solution."

"What solution?"

The man, visibly impatient, but facing the tightly guarded Zhu Tingyu, had no choice but to ask along.

Zhu Tingyu wants to marry the direct daughter of the Fan family, becoming one family, sharing everything.

With a smile, Zhu Tingyu added, "If you can’t agree to this condition, I truly cannot have peace of mind."

The two were clearly not expecting such a twist, even after meeting Zhu Tingyu. Facing his audacious demand, the mask-unveiled man suppressed his anger, "Please recognize your position, Instructor Zhu. What status does the lord’s direct daughter have? Even if you offer this crucial information, your demand is too excessive!"

"Then please go back."

Zhu Tingyu patted his stomach, expressing regret, "It seems the Fan family is not genuinely interested. They can’t even part with a mere direct daughter; perhaps I should find a ’more sincere’ buyer."

The emphasis on "more sincere" was a fearless threat and a smug bargaining stance.

Just as Zhu Tingyu said, many nobilities in Longzhou had started vying because of the "Five Elements Spirit Foundation Building Method." Many of them see this as a stepping stone to surpass other noble families.

These smaller families are best at making desperate gambles, and it wouldn’t be surprising if they agreed to any condition if they could actually reach Zhu Tingyu.

The negotiation stalled, and the man who uncovered his mask was left scowling, unsure how to proceed, feeling both a rising murderous intent and a pressing concern for his own safety.

How long can the Martial Ancestors bred by the noble families last in the hands of the Flame Sun Sword Sect disciples?

Only heaven knows the answer to that, but it is certain that their time will not be long.

Therefore, capturing Zhu Tingyu quickly was of utmost importance, but evidently, he was no longer capable of that himself. The man who unmasked himself had no choice but to seek help from the silent companion beside him.

"We are aware of Instructor Zhu’s requirements."

The tall companion took over the conversation, addressing Zhu Tingyu: "But we kindly ask Instructor Zhu to patiently wait at the academy, and not to sell the true skills at a double price while we consult our clan leader."

The aggressive tactic of raising the price on the spot received a response, causing Zhu Tingyu to cover his chest and abdomen, his hands trembling with excitement, to the extent that he overlooked the flickering gaze of the man who lowered his head while removing his mask.

"Naturally."

Zhu Tingyu promised the still masked man: "Before the Fan family responds, Zhu will not contact any other families. You both can rest assured."

"Words alone are no proof, let’s swear with a clap of our hands."

The masked man extended his palm, relaxing naturally as he moved closer to Zhu Tingyu.

Confident of no deception, Instructor Zhu, thinking that glory and beauty were within reach, also extended his palm, unwrapping the hand protecting his chest and abdomen.

Upon the touching of palms, Zhu Tingyu’s body became paralyzed, and his Spiritual Power uncontrollably coursed through his body.

"Uh...Ah..Hehehe..."

Zhu Tingyu could only produce a low moan of pain caused by the vibration of his throat, his eyes showing a begging expression, but the eyes of the man in black, still as the deep ponds behind him, remained unmoved, silently watching the man in front of him convulse in pain until he became stiff and collapsed.

Bending over, the man in black unbuttoned Zhu Tingyu’s clothing and took out the handwritten true skills from his bosom with two fingers, putting it into his own without browsing through it.

They had already delayed too long here, they must leave Red Cloud Mountain quickly.

Just as the man in black got the Foundation Building method and was about to signal his companion to leave, a chilling air sprinted from his spine to the crown of his head.

A particularly tall man placed a hand on his companion’s nape, standing next to him was a huge Dragon-Slaying Blade, its jagged blade covered with serrations.

"Since you’ve come, you might as well stay."

The glint of the blade, hard to imagine such a huge Dragon-Slaying Blade swinging as lightly as falling leaves, was as if scattering ink from a brush.

The last image that remained in the black-clothed man’s vision was dream-like, unearthly beautiful.

The leader of the Demon Slaughter Palace picked up the Five Elements Holy Spirit Foundation Building Method copied by Zhu Tingyu from a pile of mutilated bodies, browsing through it under the moonlight as if no one else was around.

"Copied it wrong, foolish."

After flipping through two pages, he threw the paper away, his Spiritual Power wrapped around it, turning the three bodies along with the nonsensical true skills into ashes with the Refining Demon True Fire, the grayish residue lifted by the cold wind, blending with the frost, becoming indistinguishable.

...

The Martial Ancestor squad organized by the Fan family died without a trace, and the two spies who thought they were clever ended up with nothing left.

After the Dean left, thinking that Unparalleled City was an undefended empty city became a ferocious beast that swallows people without spitting out bones. Many noble families retracted their ambitions.

But there are always some people who think they can achieve what others cannot, tirelessly sending the death warriors bred by their families into the jaws of death, before reluctantly accepting their fate.

However, these twists and turns had nothing to do with Tang Luo. At this time, the Dean of the Unparalleled Institute had already ventured into the vast Min Mountain, searching for the mythical realm within the mountains.