Dragon Tamer-Chapter 898 - 902 Street Interrogation
Chapter 898: Chapter 902: Street Interrogation
Chapter 898: Chapter 902: Street Interrogation
“First, let’s figure out what the person who was executed in their dreams did in their life,” Zhu Minglang said.
Heavenly Execution.
This power indeed sounds quite formidable.
But it seems that this power isn’t completely under one’s own control.
One should at least know under what circumstances this power of Heavenly Execution would trigger automatically.
“Crow Immortal, help me find that thief Ling Song,” Zhu Minglang said to the White Marsh Crow.
As the thief Ling Song had wandered through various God Territories, he must have had some understanding of the people of Tianquan.
“He seems to be in trouble,” the White Marsh Crow said.
While saying these words, the White Marsh Crow presented a scene to Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang saw a man quickly changing his clothes. He walked in an alley, pulled some flowery garments hanging from a window as a scarf, and wrapped it around himself.
Ling Song changed his appearance extremely fast, transforming from an ordinary male cultivator into an exotic man. He even used wall ash to draw some strange makeup on his face and applied it as heavy black eye circles, making him look like a wealthy indigenous mogul from a rich island.
Several figures dressed in linen passed through the nearby alleys. They were obviously searching for Ling Song, but with the streets bustling with people coming and going, the linen-dressed Ling Song walked past one of the men without him noticing anything.
Dressed in linen.
They were clearly people from Flaunting Heaven Peak.
Their search for Ling Song must mean that Ling Song was detected by the Flaunting God during his exchanging of fakes for genuine items.
Judging from that generation’s deployment, even with his disguise, it wouldn’t be easy for Ling Song to escape unscathed from that place.
The district where Ling Song was trapped wasn’t far from here.
Zhu Minglang hesitated for a while but finally decided to get this guy out.
Ling Song was also a talent that could be used, especially since he didn’t know where Dragon Tail Mountain was yet.
He couldn’t let him fall into Flaunting God’s hands, considering Zhu Minglang didn’t think he was very tough. Once questioned by Flaunting God, he would definitely reveal his actions immediately.
Zhu Minglang wasn’t afraid of Flaunting God, but he didn’t want to startle the enemy. Once Flaunting God realized that he had begun to move against him, his guard towards him would intensify.
Dealing with such divine beings, one should take advantage when they are arrogant and prideful. In their eyes, I’m just an insignificant Little God, and it’s precisely because of this that I have more opportunities!
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With the White Marsh Crow leading the way, Zhu Minglang quickly arrived at the district where Ling Song was trapped.
This was a trade city, with markets, competition halls, goods assemblies, and shopping streets densely distributed in this area, bustling with extraordinary activity, especially since people from various God Territories had come here, making it even busier.
The people here dressed differently, wearing all kinds of strange attire.
By then, Ling Song had disguised himself once again.
Zhu Minglang found it somewhat ludicrous that Ling Song had now disguised himself as a woman, wearing a loose pant-skirt, daubing his face with rouge, and wrapping a colorful turban around his head.
He kept changing his appearance, from an exotic mogul to a flamboyant lady, almost altering his guise every few steps—not because he mastered some sophisticated art of disguise, but because he was adept at using readily available items to conceal and modify his features.
He narrowly escaped the linen-clothed men several times, always moving amidst crowded places, using the crowds to hide himself.
Zhu Minglang also understood that he was in a tense state of evading capture.
On a bull and dragon cart full of various pearls, Zhu Minglang met Ling Song.
Pretending to be a customer, Ling Song was shopping on this bull and dragon pearl cart, while Flaunting Heaven Peak’s people were stationed at both ends of the street, seemingly convinced that Ling Song was there, guarding the spot.
“What’s the situation?” Zhu Minglang asked quietly.
“I’ve been locked on,” Ling Song, seeing it was Zhu Minglang, said with a gleam of hope in his eyes.
“Did you slip up?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“No, Flaunting God doesn’t know I switched his protective magic leaf, but lately, Flaunting God seems very irritable, encountering several unfortunate and nauseating incidents. He suspects that someone has cursed him. Unfortunately, during my interaction with him, his Divine Sense detected me. He locked onto me, thinking I’m the one who cursed him. Now, I dare not leave the crowd easily,” Ling Song said nervously.
So that was it.
It’s good that he wasn’t discovered.
All he needed was to help Ling Song leave this place and shake off Flaunting God’s Divine Sense detection.
“How did he lock onto you?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“I’m still probing. I kept changing my appearance before you arrived. They seem to know my usual attire,” Ling Song replied.
“Do you know what you were wearing?”
“Yes, they should know roughly where I am and what I am wearing. I saw those people in linen robes pulling aside anyone dressed similarly to me for questioning, and some were even dragged away as if they were me,” Ling Song said earnestly.
“It must be some powerful searching magic artifact. The Flaunting God will imbued a trace of their Divine Sense into that artifact, and so it might display certain scenes, like your fleeing figure…” Zhu Minglang said.
“That’s what I think too. If my soul had been completely locked by the Flaunting God, he would have appeared before me and killed me with a slap long ago. They are most likely using the artifact to trace the remnants of my aura around the Flaunting God. For now, unless we destroy that artifact, or until the remnants of my aura completely dissipate, I must keep fleeing like this,” Ling Song nodded.
While he was speaking, a woman in a linen robe quickly walked toward them.
Her gaze swept over the Cow Dragon trade cart.
The Cow Dragon trade cart is a common way of setting up stalls in the Tianshu God Territory. A tame cow dragon is adorned with goods on its back, and merchants ride the cow dragon, selling goods from one place to another.
This cow dragon was obviously of a higher level, and it was selling nothing but expensive pearls.
The woman in the linen robe was cold and aloof, her gaze sharp like an eagle’s, scrutinizing the customers gathered around the cow dragon.
As Ling Song spoke, he had surreptitiously stolen a scarf from the merchant and wrapped it around himself, making himself look like a regular traveling merchant.
The linen-robed woman was somewhat overbearing.
She grabbed each customer, questioning their names and where they came from.
At the same time, four more people dressed in linen robes arrived and took control of the circle of customers, preventing them from leaving.
Ling Song wanted to leave, but it was too late.
“Who are you? Where are you from?” the light golden-robed woman asked.
“I… I am from Tea City.”
“You can go.”
The light golden-robed woman was brisk and direct, questioning each person and only letting them go if they raised no suspicions.
Seeing this, Ling Song’s expression darkened slightly.
It seemed that the artifact had indeed locked his presence to this place, but it still did not know which one he was.
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Taking advantage of the moment the woman in linen was still questioning another person, Ling Song continued to remove the clothing underneath and stuffed it into a stall, effectively changing his attire in front of all these people.
Often, even if you know there is someone next to you, you won’t necessarily remember exactly what they are wearing or carrying, unless there is a significant change in color. Strangers generally do not notice these subtle changes.
It was also a sort of skill known among master thieves.
“Who are you! Where are you from!” The light golden-robed woman was clearly a figure of divinity, likely a high-ranking being among the descendants of the Flaunting God.
At that moment, she was questioning Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang, holding a strand of recently purchased pearl bracelets, glared discontentedly at the overbearing woman.
“That question should be mine. I was just buying this strand of bracelets to give as a gift when you rudely barged in to interrogate me. What do you mean by this?” Zhu Minglang said.
“Enough talk, answer my questions!” the light golden-robed woman said coldly.
“Ridiculous, as a noble and free citizen of Tianshu, when have I ever needed to answer questions I don’t wish to answer as if I were a prisoner, and who gave you the authority to brazenly treat the citizens here like criminals in the middle of Xuange Country Capital?” Zhu Minglang said disdainfully and loudly.
Upon hearing this, many passersby turned to look.
The four linen-robed people quickly arrived, seeing the light golden-robed woman confronting Zhu Minglang, and they focused their attention on him.
“Take him away for questioning,” the light golden-robed woman told her subordinates.
“Yes!” The four immediately moved forward to capture Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang sneered and used Divine Intimidation.
His body suddenly grew as tall as a mountain, and in the eyes of those four linen-robed people, he appeared as terrifying as an Asura Demon God. Initially, this fear just made them reluctant to approach, but soon their souls seemed as if they were being ripped from their bodies, hooked by several chains pulling their chests toward the Ghost Gate.
The four linen-robed people instantly foamed at the mouth, convulsing and collapsing on the ground, their eyes totally void of life, leaving it unclear if they were dead or alive.
Meanwhile, the light golden-robed woman’s brows furrowed deeply; she glared fiercely at Zhu Minglang and said, “You have some nerve, to strike so heavily at a scion of the Flaunting Heaven Peak!”
“Oh, so it’s from the Flaunting Heaven Peak, no wonder some mad dog dared to run wild in Xuange Country Capital,” Zhu Minglang said.
“You’re seeking death!” the light golden-robed woman shouted angrily.
She reached out, her hands sinister like talons, fiercely clawing towards Zhu Minglang’s face.
Zhu Minglang dodged and was about to teach this overbearing woman a lesson when a group of people wearing golden armor appeared on the rooftops of the street on both sides, probably having sensed a disturbance of too powerful an essence and arrived at the first chance.
