“Being able to instantly capture or kill him-how strong would such a person have to be?”
“Unless, they didn’t fight at all?” The middle-aged scholar’s eyes narrowed into slits, “Is it that the other side took out something valuable which won over Gao Fang, causing them to instead patch things up and conspire together?”
He grew wary. If one said that it was currently too jostled at the Crown Prince’s side, he and the Eagle Feather Sect were both parties that took up space.
If he was killed, it would also serve the effect of freeing up space…
Here, the middle-aged scholar grew even more wary.
Whichever possibility held true, he had already decided not to enter that door.
However, know thyself and know thy enemy. Whatever the truth of the matter, he wanted to know it so as to better plan his next move.
“However they can make it difficult for others, they can’t make it difficult for me. The bloodline that I cultivate in is that of the Dark Shadow Snake ah,” The middle-aged scholar laughed coldly, his body remaining still as his bloodline power activated, numerous patterns of light appearing under his clothes.
The formless power of darkness formed a line which sought over towards the house before him, soundless and without presence, having no traces so to speak of.
The middle-aged man’s pupils turned dark yellow, resembling the pupils of a snake.
The world before him gradually grew dark and blurred as if he was blind.
However, the next moment, scenes appeared, as though blazing as they next gradually became clearer.
Accompanied by the unceasing permeation of the power of darkness, the sound of faraway voices also resounded by the middle-aged scholar’s ears.
The power of darkness proceeded forward, entering the house and arriving in the big lounge.
Afterwards, the middle-aged man saw a scene which left him wide-eyed and tongue-tied.
Within the big lounge, Yan Zhaoge remained seated leisurely, as did Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and Ying Longtu.
Ah Hu stood at the centre of the big lounge, grabbing onto a person like an old eagle grasping a little chicken.
That person was precisely the usually old and vicious eagle-like Gao Fang, the Chief of the Eagle Feather Sect. However, at this moment, he had turned from a fierce eagle into a little chicken in someone else’s hands.
Around Ah Hu were strewn the bodies of several Eagle Feather Sect martial practitioners.
“This…” While it was not a scene of the two sides conspiring together against him, what lay before him instead left him even more shocked as the middle-aged scholar could only feel a chill emanating throughout his entire body, shooting straight towards the top of his head.
Then, he saw Yan Zhaoge’s gaze come to fall on him!
The middle-aged scholar unconsciously tried to terminate his dark shadow power, but before he could do so, he saw Yan Zhaoge suddenly flash over, stomping downwards.
Afterwards, the middle-aged scholar discovered that he was actually unable to retract his bloodline power, with it also seeming as though his entire person had been stomped in place by Yan Zhaoge, unable to move a single inch.
“Who exactly are they?” The middle-aged man was stunned.
Yan Zhaoge currently had on a rather strange expression as he lowered his head to look at the thing that resembled a living shadow below his foot before turning to look at the weak-looking Gao Fang currently caught within Ah Hu’s hands.
“How does it feel; does anything seem wrong?” Yan Zhaoge asked.
Feng Yunsheng looked at the dark shadow beneath Yan Zhaoge’s foot, “It shouldn’t be the real demonic beast, the Dark Shadow Snake. It should instead be a demonic bloodline cultivator who has refined its bloodline, right?”
Yan Zhaoge laughed, “Why don’t we just confirm it then.”
Saying thus, he grabbed out within the air, instantly taking that dark shadow within. His true essence surged, this illusory dark shadow seemingly turning tangible.
Then, Yan Zhaoge pulled on this dark shadow as if pulling a rope.
The middle-aged scholar outside the house immediately shot towards the room against his own will.
He wanted to struggle, yet felt like a drifting strand of straw as he was completely unable to resist the immense force emanating from within.
Wanting to terminate his connection with the dark shadow that he had sent in, it was similarly to no avail.
At this moment, he would be unable to even awaken his bloodline power to become a semi-demonised practitioner even if he wanted to as he was dragged away just like that.
The other Eagle Feather Sect martial practitioners guarding outside the house looked on stunned as the middle-aged scholar was dragged into the house like a fishing pole drawing in a fish which had bitten the bait and gotten hooked.
While he had always acted solitarily, this middle-aged scholar had always possessed equal authority to their Chief, being greatly famous within this Kanghe City.
Now, however, he was being dragged away like a dead fish. How would this not cause the Eagle Feather Sect martial practitioners here to be rendered staring and dumbstruck?
They saw this middle-aged scholar being dragged on the ground, colliding randomly into objects along the way, breaking through the wall around the house before disappearing amidst the dust and smoke.
Dragged on the ground, the middle-aged man felt his body being dragged along the grasses of the garden and the steps and a long corridor before his head slammed right into the threshold at the door of the inner big lounge of the house, smashing that threshold away before he was dragged into the big lounge.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, looking at this middle-aged scholar and then Gao Fang after which he asked slowly, “The two of you-what exactly are your levels amongst the martial practitioners of this Furan Kingdom?”
The middle-aged scholar’s face was ashen as he felt that even if he awakened his bloodline and partially demonised, or even completely demonised, he would still be unable to resist Yan Zhaoge’s strength.
He could only make his final struggle, “I and Chief Gao are both guest retainers of the Crown Prince. While you are strong, acting rampantly within this Kanghe City, it is naught but seeking your doom!”
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge could not help but laugh, “You coming to harm us and I lowering my neck to be slaughtered-wouldn’t that spell my doom as well?”
The middle-aged scholar hurriedly said, “We did not have any intention of killing you. To be honest, it was your Pixiu that caught our eye. We wanted to wrest it over and present it to the Crown Prince. In having saved the martial practitioners of the Eagle Feather Sect, it was also naught but to find a chance to establish contact with His Highness and present him the Pixiu. It would be the best way to rise in rank.”
“You are strong. After this, we will naturally say our apologies and introduce you to His Highness.”
Yan Zhaoge looked at him, asking, “Do your words hold weight before the Furan Crown Prince?”
The middle-aged man thought that Yan Zhaoge had been moved as he immediately said, “Chief Gao and I rank amongst the six ministers whom His Highness values the most greatly.”
He paused slightly before continuing, “Still, with your strength, even the King himself would treat you as a most treasured guest. Of course, the Crown Prince himself is a Heaven’s favoured son with hopes of entering the Blood Cloud Clan…”
Yan Zhaoge waved his hand, cutting off his words, “No need to be so troublesome.”
The middle-aged scholar was taken aback as Yan Zhaoge, getting seated once more neither hurriedly nor slowly, now suddenly laughed, “Since the Furan Crown Prince values you so much, if I hold the two of you here, he should come over and ask about it on his own accord, right? I’ll just wait for him here then.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 428: Want to gang up?
HSSB428: Want to gang up?
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e-aged scholar and Gao Fang were caught by Ah Hu one in each hand, resembling chickens in the hands of an old eagle.
Yan Zhaoge sat on the chair, gazing towards the ceiling. Not focusing on anything in particular, he seemed a little to be adventuring beyond the heavens in his thoughts.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, “Oh, so many people?”
In Yan Zhaoge’s perception, a great many martial practitioners were currently coming over to surround the house he was residing in. Amidst their majestic momentum, they also gave off the
feeling of being organised and well-trained.
Yan Zhaoge could not help but laugh as he shook his head, “Army? Are they treating us like demonic beasts to surround and capture?”
Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and the others all exchanged looks.
Currently, they already knew that in this Floating Life World, in order to deal with semi-demonised practitioners as well as take the initiative to hunt down and capture strong demonic beasts so as to obtain the power of their bloodlines, the demonic blood cultivators often partied together.
Not just the Furan Kingdom, even big clans like the Blood Cloud Clan would specifically train its disciples together in formations, working together in concert against a common enemy when the need arose.
Xu Fei said slowly, “While our Eight Extremities World has formations as well, most of them are established upon the geography of a place. It is rare for many people to join together in a battle formation.”
Yan Zhaoge said, “This is a difference brought about by our difference in cultivation methods. The battle formations that are formed here commonly comprise of those cultivating in the same or a similar kind of demonic beast bloodline, their power able to resonate as such, boosted through the battle formation.”
“It is not suited to our Eight Extremities World. While there were indeed some battle formations circulating before the Great Calamity, all of those had unique requirements, not being so easily realised.”
“In order to obtain power that surpasses the ordinary, a price much always be paid, with some limitations existing.”
Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, inwardly not knowing whether to laugh or to cry, “This bro does know some pretty good battle formations. But the problem is that they’re all just too high level…”
Ah Hu asked him from the side, “Young Master, are they intending to obtain victory based on their numerical advantage?”
“Getting more chicken feathers and gathering more courage, merely thinking to gang up on us,” Yan Zhaoge shrugged, swivelling his head and looking at the two prisoners, “It seems like your importance in the heart of your Crown Prince isn’t very high ah.”
The face of the Chief of the Eagle Feather Sect, Gao Fang, was ashen while that middle-aged scholar, feeling the great momentum of the mobilised army outside that seemed able to topple mountains and overturn seas, also looked rather disturbed, “It’s not His Highness who’s come. It’s the Grand Commander of the Crimson Halberd Corps, come with his troops. This person usually acts by his own will, having a very terrible and stubborn temper.”
“He must believe that you are acting arrogantly and without reservation in our Kanghe City, your act of apprehending us being a provocation to our Furan Kingdom, thus making a move.”
Yan Zhaoge asked rather interestedly, “How is it that he can freely mobilise his army without first seeking permission from your King and the Crown Prince?”
The middle-aged scholar and Gao Fang both had rather awkward-looking expressions, “The King is currently in secluded cultivation, and he has great trust in this man…”
Yan Zhaoge pulled back the corner of his lips.
Being completely loyal to the king, yet not on very good terms with the Crown Prince. Someone like that…
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “That’s to say that this person won’t care whether you live or die?”
The smiles of Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar were rather forced as the latter tried to boost his spirits, “Therefore, there is also no point in you holding on to the both of us. Why don’t you release us; we’ll help you get around the Grand Commander.”
“The Grand Commander of the Crimson Halberd Corps is extremely loyal towards the King, just that he doesn’t allow any bit of sand in his eyes. We can definitely turn something major into something minor, turn something minor into nothing at all.”
“With your outstanding strength, the Grand Commander definitely won’t want to make such a powerful enemy for our Furan Kingdom. Having a great battle within Kanghe City would also be rather unsightly…”
Yan Zhaoge looked at them a little like he was smiling whilst also not, laughing as he asked, “If I released the both of you, wouldn’t you instead immediately add oil to the fire before that Grand Commander and get his troops to immediately begin their assault? Like you say, the Grand Commander isn’t on very good terms with the Crown Prince behind you anyway.”
“Whether or not he can kill me is a different matter altogether. But if I can kill him, wouldn’t it be something that your Crown Prince would be very happy to see?”
Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar hurriedly denied, “Definitely not, definitely not!”
As killing intent which had virtually turned tangible emanated from outside, cold sweat began dripping down the two’s foreheads.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, waving his hands, “Relax, I’m just feeling it to be weird. At this time, where could your Crown Prince be? According to you, the two of you are still rather important to him.”
Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar exchanged glances, hesitating for a moment before saying, “His Highness may be in the midst of receiving envoys of the Blood Cloud Clan. He should receive the news a bit later, and will not want to offend his important guests as well…”
Yan Zhaoge nodded, “Then, that Grand Commander daring to make a move on us, not afraid of failing-is it actually also because of people having arrived from the Blood Cloud Clan?”
Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar nodded.
However, they could not remain optimistic. After all, they had already fallen into Yan Zhaoge’s hands, and might be killed at any moment that he wanted. Even if the experts of the Blood Cloud Clan could exact vengeance for them, who would be willing to lose their life?
Yan Zhaoge asked interestedly, “I’ve heard of the Three Demons and Four Clans before, but exactly how much stronger than you is the Blood Cloud Clan? For that Crimson Halberd Corps Grand Commander to be so confident?”
Gao Fang and that middle-aged scholar both looked rather strangely at him.
Yan Zhaoge smiled mildly, “When my ancestors still roamed the Floating Life World, the Three Demons and Four Clans had still yet to exist. It’s just that past events are like immaterial clouds before one’s eyes. It’s fine not mentioning them; as a person, I’m more interested in the present and the future.”
Gao Fang sighed, “If you say that a furious King might be able to exterminate our Eagle Feather Sect between a single dawn and dusk, it would be the same if the Blood Cloud Clan wanted to make a move against the Furan Kingdom, or perhaps even more than that.”
The middle-aged scholar said, “The Furan Kingdom included, there are thirty-six kingdoms around the area which are all subordinate to the Blood Cloud Clan.”
“The Blood Cloud Clan having organised a great meet in the Furan Kingdom to search for disciples this time, it actually only includes six kingdoms, the Furan Kingdom included. This kind of great meet will also be held in five other places, involving the other thirty kingdoms.”
“Of the nine grades of demonic beasts, only the Blood Cloud Clan and the other three great clans possess the upper three grades of bloodline. The middle three grades of bloodline are already extremely precious to the Furan Kingdom, being already like national treasures. However, they are but average and ordinary to the Blood Cloud Clan.”
Having listened to all this very happily, Yan Zhaoge now asked suddenly, “What grade of demonic beast ca
n the Six-Legged Flying Lightning Leopard be considered as being here?”
Gao Fang answered, “The third rank of the upper three ranks.”
Yan Zhaoge asked seemingly intentionally, “Are there any famed martial practitioners who cultivate in the bloodline of the Six-Legged Flying Lightning Leopard?”
Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar exchanged glances, “Only the Blood Cloud Clan possesses the bloodline of the Six-Legged Flying Leopard. There are two rather more famed ones who cultivate in it, one being their longtime Elder ‘Leopard King’ Ling Gang, the other being his disciple ‘Little Leopard King’ He Taicheng.”
The middle-aged scholar looked rather disbelievingly at Yan Zhaoge, “You shouldn’t have had a conflict with He Taicheng or his Master, Ling Gang, right? He Taicheng is an expert who has already achieved his fame for many years, and even if you can defeat him, if you cause his Master, Ling Gang, to make an appearance, you definitely won’t be able to walk properly away, not even mentioning the entire Blood Cloud Clan that stands behind them!”
Yan Zhaoge smiled as he looked to be pondering something.
As they conversed, the battle formation of the Crimson Halberd Corps outside had already completely taken form. While they had not yet begun their charge, their demonic power that resembled the tides of the sea almost caused the house to collapse inwards from the outside.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 429: Bloodline of the highest grade!
HSSB429: Bloodline of the highest grade!
Feeling the fluctuations in power emanating from outside, Yan Zhaoge blinked.
As they looked at Yan Zhaoge and the others now, Gao Fang and that middle-aged scholar seemed like they were watching a bunch of corpses and madmen.
While Yan Zhaoge had not mentioned it, they could vaguely guess that Yan Zhaoge’s group had very possibly already provoked the Blood Cloud Clan.
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