I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1733 - 171: Harsh Words

Chapter 1733: Chapter 171: Harsh Words

Lei Dong stood desolately in the snow, numb like a statue.

Having waited for a while without any sign of movement, Tang Luo left, leaving the Qiyao Temple disciple standing alone in the snow.

That night, Zhu Huolong paced back and forth anxiously within the separate courtyard.

In this joint operation organized by Wushen Mountain and Qiyao Temple, he was supposed to cooperate closely with Lei Dong.

He had thought that after he said his goodbye, Lei Dong would follow suit and return to the courtyard to meet up.

But having waited for half the night and still no sign of him, Zhu Huolong couldn’t help but ponder whether the Qiyao Temple disciple had other intentions.

Or could it be that the mysterious head of the Unparalleled Institute really had the capability to instruct the disciples of a sect?

"How could that be possible!"

No sooner had the thought arisen than it was dismissed by Zhu Huolong himself.

Sects are sects because they have their own unique martial arts ways, and although the head of the Unparalleled Institute might have astonishing combat abilities, the idea that he could guide those disciples who have already developed their own martial styles seems impossible.

Could it be that in addition to the joint goal of both sects, Lei Dong had other missions?

Zhu Huolong, waiting left and right for Lei Dong’s return, glanced at the still-closed door of the neighboring courtyard, harboring doubts in his heart.

...

The following day, early morning

Time seemed to stand still on the statue, save for the ankles buried in snow after standing all night, not even the amount of Spiritual Power had changed.

For a disciple known for diligence, this was an unbelievable scene.

If the Lei Dong who sought entry to the sect the day before yesterday was a fiery warrior ready to battle the world,

then the Lei Dong seen today was a prisoner stripped of all glory.

A complete change in temperament; this made Tang Luo, who came upon the scene, laugh again.

"If all the disciples who came to learn were as sensible as you, it would save a lot of effort."

After looking at the statue and dropping a mocking comment, the head of the Unparalleled Institute turned and walked away with his hands behind his back.

But upon hearing this mockery, the statue that was oblivious to the outside world suddenly moved; the fists dangling by its side suddenly clenched tight, changing from a statue into a bloodthirsty beast, yelling viciously at Tang Luo: "You destroyed my Dao Heart so subtly; your tactics are really clever. You’ve succeeded, are you satisfied now?"

"From the sound of it, you think all of this is a conspiracy of The Academy?"

Tang Luo stopped, turned back and asked with a smile.

"Isn’t it?"

"Blaming all your failures on the world, nice temperament, keep it up."

No longer interested in watching, Tang Luo turned and waved his hand to leave.

"Stop with the pretense, I will leave Unparalleled Academy today. I will tell all the Wind Media in Longzhou, Unparalleled Academy doesn’t have a teacher capable of guiding in cultivation, only a devil with a malicious Dao Heart!"

Lei Dong, eyes red, yelled at Tang Luo’s retreating back: "You destroyed my Dao Heart, I will destroy Unparalleled Academy, I’ll make you regret it!"

The head of the Unparalleled Institute, walking away leisurely, heard Lei Dong’s roaring but didn’t turn back, nor did he stop his footsteps.

And this further infuriated the Qiyao Temple disciple, the ferocious beast amidst the snow, baring its teeth and claws.

"Hey, did you hear that? I’m going to destroy Unparalleled Academy, I will definitely do it!!"

Someone was howling on the back hill, the cry was so bleak that it was indistinguishable whether it was fierce or sobbing.

As Tang Luo leisurely walked back along the path to the spiraling crystal staircase of the tower after leaving the back hill, the master of the Demon Slaughter Palace had been waiting for a while.

"Thousands of years of history fighting against monsters have taught the Shentu family a lesson: never show weakness to the enemy. Even if you know you are no match and choose to retreat, you must still bare your teeth and show your claws, displaying a stance ready to battle to the death," said the Demon Slaughter Palace master with his arms crossed and leaning against the stairwell wall, his expression as stern as ever.

"Considering Lei Dong and Zhu Huolong’s attitudes, the Unparalleled Academy has become a thorn in the side of sects. Today a successor of the Qiyao Temple dared to utter harsh threats of obliterating the Academy in front of the dean, which means tomorrow the Qiyao Temple might indeed put such plans into action. If we do not respond, they will push us step by step, cornering us with no way out. Lei Dong should be taught a lesson."

"Sects are not demons, and reckless harsh words from the young do not constitute any omen," Tang Luo said indifferently.

"Taking the wild ranting of a disturbed mind as a basis for judgment will only lead us to make wrong decisions."

The counter-argument from Shentu Jihui, whose suggestion had been rebuffed, was accompanied by a sigh, "Wushen Mountain and Qiyao Temple bear ill intentions. The dean should remain vigilant. Should assistance be required, our palace will not shirk its duty."

As a titled powerhouse of Longzhou, the master of the Demon Slaughter Palace naturally understood the principle that emotions can cloud judgment.

But the Unparalleled Academy was such a place that fit his ambitions and expectations; he even saw the potential of passing on the unique teachings of sealing demons. Therefore, any small matter that might threaten the Unparalleled Academy appeared enormously significant in his eyes.

Tang Luo was very pleased to see this, yet chagrined that there were still too few who cherished the Unparalleled Academy like the master of the Demon Slaughter Palace.

If one day there could be thousands upon thousands of people who valued the Unparalleled Academy like the master of the Demon Slaughter Palace, then this Academy could naturally be passed down for thousands upon thousands of years.

...

After the destruction of his Dao Heart, the person left footprints in the snow and left the Academy.

After an unpleasant and harsh exchange with Zhu Huolong, the representatives of the two sects parted ways without any good feelings.

Zhu Huolong felt that Lei Dong was not in the right state and hinted that the latter should hand over the Wind Media list for him to arrange the work.

Since the relationship between the two had been lukewarm, Zhu Huolong’s actions only stirred up all of Lei Dong’s sensitivities and irritability. They had a spat on the spot, and if not for their remaining rationality, they might have come to blows in the guesthouse.

And the result of this unhappy parting was that both sides shut themselves up in their respective domains, no longer communicating with each other, each pursuing their separate affairs.

When the night was deep and the world was still, Lei Dong sat up dejectedly on his bed, tossing and turning.

Decades of unrelenting bitter cultivation had long made him forget the taste of sleep. The despair following the destruction of his Dao Heart the day before had not allowed him to sleep peacefully; instead, as soon as he closed his eyes, a multitude of chaotic information prevented him from falling asleep.

He did not feel sleepy, so he could not fall asleep. More importantly, he felt that if he let go, he might lose something very important.

But what did he have left to lose now?

The true successor of the Qiyao Temple sat up dejectedly with his hands cupping his face, and from between his fingers flowed unwillingness and pain.

...

Longzhou Yancang, Luyang City

In this city where the underground population surpasses those above ground, the jailers’ most important daily task is to handle the corpses.

There are corpses of criminals, corpses of ferocious beasts, and you should not expect these people to show any respect for the deceased.

Whether it is a human body or a beast’s carcass, after death it is just a lump of flesh. Dig a hole, set some wood on fire, and once everything inside the pit is reduced to ash, seal it with soil and bury it.

There are no tombstones, no offerings, only lush grass and trees that seem to harbor the grievances of the departed.

But the jailers do not care about such delicate emotions; they only take care of digging holes, adding wood, lighting fires, and burying soil.

However, the situation today is somewhat unusual, as a few jailers walk out of Luyang laughing and chatting, followed by three grotesquely shaped, ferocious-looking Dragon Beasts.

If one looks closely, one can see that the three bizarre Dragon Beasts are not walking on all fours. Instead, they stand upright like humans, balancing with their tails, walking unsteadily.

Their two bulky forelimbs are spread out in front, as if cradling something precious. If one looks closer, three lifeless bodies can be seen.