I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1835 - 266: Xiao Ziyu, Ghost Gold Sheep

Chapter 1835: Chapter 266: Xiao Ziyu, Ghost Gold Sheep

When old friends meet, what would they talk about?

If someone were bold enough to eavesdrop at the corner of the chamber, they would discover that Meng Jiao, who is perceived as an iron man in the eyes of the people of Unparalleled City, is in fact quite childlike.

And that red-haired freak who aggressively criticizes Unparalleled City isn’t actually that unruly either.

The content of the conversation between the two in the chamber is somewhat endearing.

As Meng Jiao would talk about how if things had been done differently back then, the heroes wouldn’t have been defeated, and he might be a titled expert today.

And Xiao Ziyu, who could tell his old friend was just bragging, didn’t expose him, rather he pretended to agree earnestly, and lamented how Meng Jiao was only a step away from the title back then.

Meng Jiao also said that if the Fire God had participated in the Dragonzhou expedition against Tang, that war would not have been lost.

This is the essence of friendship, to comfort each other and boast, even if recognizing errors, but not exposing them.

The world is cold and indifferent, you and I both need friends, hence the drink becomes more enjoyable, and the two begin exchanging pasts that they weren’t part of in recent years.

These years, Meng Jiao has been in Unparalleled City, resisting countless urges to charge out, pouring all his bitterness into absorbing stronger poison, enduring and improving, year after year of harsh cultivation, as if only this could ease the pain of powerlessness.

Feeling sympathetic, Xiao Ziyu crushed his cup, the shards evaporated by flames, as he relayed his own suffering in the Minor Spiritual Realm.

These sorrowful pasts mellowed by wine aren’t bitter, glossed over briefly, they move on to hopes for the future.

Unlike Xiao Ziyu’s anger and sorrow, a light appears in Meng Jiao’s eyes.

The previously unheard news in the closed Spirit Realm was revealed one by one from the Marshal Star Pavilion Commander’s mouth, unveiling the intricate connections of fate.

As it turns out, these noble families and sects weren’t intimidated by the Wushen Mountain tragedy, what they fear is the new unfathomable king of Red Cloud Mountain.

And when Meng Jiao casually mentioned that the invitation for the Xiao Clan from the Minor Spiritual Realm to emerge was orchestrated by the Dean, Xiao Ziyu’s mind exploded!

Because he distinctly heard the Ancestor say that the Xiao Clan’s return this time was due to Tang Luo’s invitation.

Could it be that the new king of Unparalleled City is Tang Luo?

Xiao Ziyu concealed his shock with a drunken facade, bid farewell to Meng Jiao, and went straight to the Unparalleled Academy, his eyes full of anger.

At this time, Tang Luo, sitting across from Yun Xiu in the Dean’s office, gazed wistfully at his wife’s belly, sighed and said softly, "Dear, please step away for a moment, trouble is coming."

"Trouble?"

Yun Xiu was surprised: "Is it Long Valley or Divine Court?"

"Just a small trouble."

Tang Luo smiled, gently guided Yun Xiu into a secret door.

As soon as the secret door closed, a blaze broke through the southern windowsill, transforming into human form upon landing inside the room, it was the glaring-eyed Xiao Ziyu: "Since you have ascended and become king, why do you sit by and watch your foes roam freely? Are warriors on the other shore devoid of bloodlust?"

"With such fiery marks all the way, are you afraid others don’t know you’ve come to me?"

Though still in the Dean’s appearance, it’s certain by now that it’s Tang Luo, shaking his head, he waved away the burn marks threatening to set the Dean’s office ablaze, and asked calmly: "Then what do you think I should do?"

"Kill!"

The violent killing intent made Xiao Ziyu’s red hair flutter wildly: "Start with Lingjiang’s three major families, then storm the Evil King Palace, and those sect disciples who participated in the expedition against Tang, spare not a single one."

"Does killing them count as revenge?"

Seated in the desk, Tang Luo continued: "Do you think these families and sects united to attack Tang were all for those unjustly dead souls seeking justice? They simply feared the rise of someone superior to them.

True revenge isn’t about killing those used as swords. It’s letting enemies with such thoughts live, watching us rise, seeing their plans fail.

Then, take his head, to console the clansmen and allies perished in the Dragonzhou battle.

As for what you said, it’s not difficult to achieve, but besides giving others a reason for a second purge, it’s utterly meaningless. Use your brain filled with killing intent to think, do you want true revenge or to perish with the bloodlines and allies fought so hard to preserve?"

"Plans, plans, it’s always about plans, future, grand schemes!"

Xiao Ziyu roared furiously: "I don’t understand these, I just want them to pay with their lives!"

"Then go ahead."

With fingers intertwined resting beneath his nose, Tang Luo said leisurely: "But there’s something you need to know, killing is fine, but if it involves the Xiao family, you can never redeem yourself no matter how many times you die, so you must disguise your identity."

"Xiao Ziyu, a man of integrity, doesn’t change his name or surname, and you want me to disguise?"

Xiao Ziyu widened his eyes and retorted.

"If unwilling, just stay in North Mountain, the Xiao Clan chief should’ve arranged something for you, patrolling or guarding?"

Tang Luo flicked his nails, said leisurely: "You’re so good at playing with fire, you can help light stoves for women daily, that can save some fuel."

"Ah!!!!"

Xiao Ziyu roared in fury, slammed both palms onto the Dean’s long desk, panted like an ox, and said word by word: "How, to, disguise!?"

"Not just disguise, you must also think of a quick death method, best if divine spirit activated, can instantly reduce your power to ashes, initiate before being captured, save the others any trouble."

"In battles of the same realm, I’m invincible!"

Hearing Tang Luo’s sarcasm, Xiao Ziyu said coldly: "A top master and I have even odds in victory, wiping out the small fries is all, who can trap me."

"You’ve improved a lot these years, but that’s still a bit too arrogant."

Tang Luo smiled and said: "There’s quite a gap between being able to burn all spiritual beings and defeating all masters."

"No need for talk, just tell me how to disguise!"

Xiao Ziyu’s eyes were like lightning, staring at Tang Luo’s different face and body, asked: "Is this some secret technique, why can’t I see any flaws?"

"This is advanced disguise, you won’t use it for now."

Tang Luo stood up, shrugged, swept his hand across the desk, revealing seven masks of various divine beast styles.

Jing Mu’an, Ghost Gold Sheep, Willow Earth Deer, Star Day Horse, Zhang Moon Deer, Wing Fire Snake, Zhen Water Worm, all representing the disguises of the Southern Vermillion Bird’s seven constellations, were laid on the table.

Tang Luo picked up the mask of Jing Mu’an, the first constellation of the Vermillion Bird, and handed it to Xiao Ziyu: "The masks and star robes are all custom-made Spiritual Instruments, the engravings on them can conceal the spiritual light when acting, to hide identity."

Looking at the dog-headed mask handed over, Xiao Ziyu frowned, picked up the Ghost Gold Sheep beast face and put it on his head, said dully: "You’d better leave the dog constellation for someone else, from now there’s no more Xiao Ziyu, only the Ghost constellation returning from hell for revenge!"

"So pugnacious, it suits the Ghost constellation mask indeed."

Tang Luo didn’t insist, put away the remaining six masks on the table and advised: "Later I’ll have someone impersonate Xiao Ziyu, but you only have half a year, if you can’t channel the malignance accumulated in the bloodline within half a year, you’ll achieve nothing great, whether you return or not is up to you."