I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 934 - 228: The Secret of Non-Heaven
Chapter 934: Chapter 228: The Secret of Non-Heaven
“The holy sects control the world’s secret arts and techniques. How many martial artists with innate talents are stuck at a bottleneck due to their birth? Don’t you also have secret arts or divine abilities that you desperately seek but cannot obtain?”
Ten-odd zhang away, the Bone Taoist quietly poked his head out using an Escape Technique, remaining vigilant while persuading, “The original Ancient Blood Tower wasn’t an assassin organization, but a shop for the exchange of secret arts and divine abilities. Clients need not reveal their names, not even their true appearance, as long as they can offer a matching secret art, they can complete the exchange!”
“I was an inconspicuous disciple within the White Bone Sect, yet with the enhancement of secret arts, I became the Bone Taoist, known throughout Zhongzhou for my formidable reputation.”
As he spoke, three skeletons of silver, green, and bronze emerged beside Feng You, forming a protective circle.
Feng You, having summoned three skeletons, had drained much of his Spiritual Power but gained some confidence. He earnestly said to Tang Luo, “If you are willing to give the Asura God Statue to me today, I will in return gift you a coveted secret art or divine ability, how about it?”
With empty promises, if the Ancient Blood Tower had such foundations, why would it struggle to survive hidden underground.”
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Tang Luo coldly retorted and made a move to attack. Although he did not understand why Feng You could control four Bones of Eternal Destruction by himself, he clearly saw that the other three skeletons did not have the faint cloudiness about them, meaning they had not yet integrated the Wind and Cloud Transformation Technique. What was there to fear?
Seeing Tang Luo was about to strike, Feng You was so startled that he quickly burrowed into the earth, his voice emerged from a pot, “Hold on, sir. This place is at the heart of the Vitas Temple. If too much commotion is caused, it might bring the Great Zen Masters from Buddha’s Country over here. Then both of us will have expended effort for nothing. Please reconsider, sir.”
These words made Tang Luo pause his attack. He pondered to himself that with the protection of the four Bones of Eternal Destruction and the Escape Technique, killing the Bone Taoist without anyone noticing was almost impossible. If, as he said, the arrival of the Great Zen Master from Buddha’s Country was provoked, then all his days of waiting would be in vain, and the grand plan to destroy the Asura God Statue would be aborted.
“How would you like to discuss terms?”
Feng You, who had burrowed into the ground, stealthily poked his head out and, feeling lucky at seeing Tang Luo had calmed, said, “Last time, when you negotiated with Jutah, my Bone of Eternal Destruction was hidden under the ground, originally meant to monitor Jutah but unintentionally overheard the conversation between you two. I thought with the Bone of Eternal Destruction, integrated with the Wind and Cloud Transformation Technique, I could definitely control you. However, I didn’t expect you to have a move like gathering beads into a domain, which cleanly severed my connection to the White Bone Skeleton.”
If it weren’t for the fact that you don’t know the Great Zen Master has already left the city of Nede, how could you give up so easily? Feng You, who emerged from the ground, organized his thoughts and probed, pretending not to know, “I wonder what you plan to do with the Asura God Statue. Why not share with us so we can see if there’s any conflict between Blood Tower’s needs and yours? If not, there’s no need for conflict between us.”
I’m going to destroy the Asura God Statue and cut off the roots of the Feitian Sect. Do you think we have a conflict?
Tang Luo suppressed his thoughts and, with an unchanged expression, pretended to be displeased, “Don’t you know already? I have killed excessively, and am enveloped by the Blood Fiend. I need to use the Asura God Statue to extract the evil.”
“Yes, yes, in my haste I nearly forgot,” Feng You pretended as if he had just remembered, turning to Tang Luo and saying, “As you’ve seen, the Asura God Statue brims with a murderous aura. Without the incantation to control the statue, drawing close to it is extremely difficult, let alone using the Asura Divine Heart to cultivate the Blood Fiend.”
“Do you have the incantation?”
“Please look, Mr. Gou Chen!” Feng You took out an astonishingly evil Qi-infused talisman from within his robes, injected it with Spiritual Power, and after shaking out a Corpse Refiner with a Rakshasa’s countenance, he explained to Tang Luo, “To control the Asura God Statue, one must possess the aura of an Asura. Even with the incantation to control the statue, without a sufficiently dense aura of the Blood Fiend, it’s absolutely impossible to succeed. According to the standards of the Feitian Clan, to control the Asura God Statue, one at least requires the cultivation level of a Great Asura King.”
“A Great Asura King?” Tang Luo frowned and asked, “Weren’t there only two Great Asura Kings in the Feitian Clan? What’s this then?”
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“You are not aware, sir.” The Bone Taoist awakened the Corpse Refiner on the ground, then turned to Tang Luo and continued, “The Asura Path isn’t a particularly profound cultivation method. As long as one has a steadfast will, they can withstand the baptism of the Blood Fiend; and if one has excellent insight, most can complete the visualizing of their soul and become an Asura. Taking into account the original population of the Vimazhita’s Feitian Clan, how could there possibly be only a mere two Great Asura Kings.”
“The reason for the dwindling talents of the Feitian Clan is because after the previous leader of the Feitian Sect passed away, the Xiushi Emperor uncheckedly unleashed killing intent from the statue under the guise of claiming that only through the harshest scouring of evil Qi could the strongest Asura warriors be born. But in truth, it was because the Xiushi Emperor was jealous and would not allow anyone to surpass him. Under the pretense of protecting the law, he would follow those warriors who wished to comprehend the divine powers of the Asura into the temple. The moment someone showed signs of success, he would brutally kill them.”
“Kolkata, Meghalaya, and Guwahati were not because they failed to comprehend the Blood Fiend divine powers and mummified; they were killed by the Xiushi Emperor. And this Corpse Refiner you now see is the body of Kolkata. With it, I have the ability to control the Asura God Statue and extract the evil Qi for Mr. Gou Chen!”
To demonstrate his sincerity, Feng You laid bare the Corpse Refiner’s origins and the Feitian Clan’s secrets all at once, all to gain Tang Luo’s trust.
And hearing this, Tang Luo understood that Feng You’s assistance to Jiuta was not on a whim. To have such thorough knowledge of a clan’s secrets and even to be able to steal such an important body, the Ancient Blood Tower’s ambitions were definitely not small.
What was certain is that their goals were not the same as his. He was here to destroy the Asura God Statue, while the Bone Taoist was after possession, and Jiuta, who dreamt of becoming the sect leader, was merely a pawn to distract the Xiushi Emperor and the Feitian Clan.
His curiosity grew: what exactly did the Ancient Blood Tower want with the Asura God Statue, having invested so much effort and resources into it?
“Let’s not rush.” Tang Luo waved his hand, stopping the eager Feng You who was impatient to help extract the evil Qi, and calmly said, “I have made clear why I came to the Vedic Temple, but the Daoist Priest keeps beating around the bush. The Ancient Blood Tower wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble just to have the Daoist Priest help me remove the Blood Fiend. Tell me, what do you plan to do with this Asura God Statue?”
Unexpectedly, Tang Luo was able to maintain a clear mind even at this juncture, hitting the nail on the head.
Feng You was at a loss for words for a moment before finally speaking softly after some contemplation, “What do you think, Mr. Gou Chen, of Buddha’s Country? Of the disciples of Zen?”
