I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 185: True Martial Sect

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Chapter 185: Chapter 185: True Martial Sect

The rain has stopped.

Just this morning, the torrential downpour that lasted all night came to an abrupt halt, as if someone had turned off a faucet.

The clouds dispersed, the clear sky and the sun reappeared, reclaiming their dominion over the earth.

Zhang Yuan stood in the courtyard, once again experiencing the sensation of sunlight on his face, his mood brightening considerably.

That Old Man Kou was really accurate; it stopped just after five days.

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, the courtyard door was banged loudly: "Brother Zhao Yun, open the door, it’s Qu Hong!"

Zhang Yuan’s good mood was immediately dampened.

He went to open the door with some annoyance, frowning as he asked, "What now?"

To be honest, Zhang Yuan was growing fonder of Old Man Kou than the steward of the West Mountain Collection.

Old Man Kou seemed quite sly, but he actually understood the art of maneuvering, and his later visit left a good impression.

However, although Qu Hong appeared enthusiastic and said many nice-sounding words, his mind was unfathomable.

The steward of the West Mountain Collection smiled and asked, "Brother Zhao Yun, the rainy season has ended, want to go hunting in the mountains together?"

"I’ve organized a team of skilled people, planning for a big catch!"

Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment and replied, "Forget it, I’m used to hunting alone, I won’t be joining you."

With the end of the rainy season, Taiwu Mountain and the Xia Ruins region are about to usher in a cold winter.

However, there is a half-month period which is an excellent time for mountain hunting.

At this time, many animals in the mountains will come out to forage, fattening up to get through the winter.

As a result, the prey is often particularly plump and fine.

This half month is also referred to as the hunting season.

Every year during the hunting season, the hunters from Xia Ruins will set out, organizing teams of three to five to go into the mountains for hunting.

A large number of mountain trekkers also come.

Collecting various herbs.

Old Man Kou was the one who told Zhang Yuan about the hunting season.

During this period, as long as one doesn’t venture too deep into the mountains, operating in the outer areas of Taiwu Mountain is generally not dangerous.

Even if one encounters unusual creatures, they are basically minor ones.

Anyone who has mastered the Blood Burning Technique or carries a Suppression Talisman can deal with them.

For the past month, Zhang Yuan had been at home almost growing mold.

Hence, he intended to go into the mountains to take a look.

His hunting experience was quite extensive, and naturally, he didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

However, regarding Qu Hong’s invitation, Zhang Yuan politely declined.

To be honest, Zhang Yuan was not afraid of any conspiracies.

Because in the face of absolute strength, no ghostly tricks could harm him a bit.

But Zhang Yuan was weary of engaging in cunning games with Qu Hong and constantly needing to be on guard after entering the mountains, which would be a self-imposed trouble.

He even thought about whether to just get rid of this guy.

He could have peace!

Little did Qu Hong know that he was already standing at the door of the underworld.

Seeing Zhang Yuan’s firm refusal, he was somewhat embarrassed, saying, "Alright then."

The steward of the West Mountain Collection hesitated for a moment before asking, "Brother Zhao Yun, do you know about the True Martial Sect?"

True Martial Sect?

Zhang Yuan shook his head, "Never heard of it."

Qu Hong lowered his voice and said, "I just heard some news..."

It turns out the True Martial Sect is a gang stationed in the West Ruins, its strength ranking mid-level among the various sizes of influences in Xia Ruins.

Over the past year, the True Martial Sect has been in intense conflict with the Ferocious Tiger Gang, also in the West Ruins.

The True Martial Sect struggled and lost most of its territory.

It’s very likely they will be driven out of the West Ruins!

Xia Ruins is divided into East, South, West, North, and Central Ruins, and the area of the Outer Ruins is larger.

But most of it is already occupied.

This time, the True Martial Sect was severely weakened, unable to establish itself in the Ruins City or rebuild its territory in the Outer Ruins.

Typically, disbanding members or being annexed by other gangs would be the final result.

However, the True Martial Sect is not content with this...

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan understood: "They’ve set their sights on West Mountain Collection?"

"Exactly!"

Qu Hong said bitterly, "If nothing unexpected happens, after the New Year, the True Martial Sect will come over!"

The West Mountain Collection isn’t some feng shui treasure land; instead, due to its proximity to Taiwu Mountain, it poses great danger.

But the True Martial Sect does not intend to operate West Mountain Collection as new territory; they merely intend to use it as a temporary base to gather strength to fight back.

They chose the timing quite well.

Not long ago, a Giant Mountain Monster ran rampant for a while.

According to past experience, West Mountain Collection could be stable for two to three years.

Completely enough time for the True Martial Sect to recuperate!

"They’ve calculated everything well."

Qu Hong’s expression was grim, "But we, the people of the West Mountain Collection, have a problem!"

Having suffered heavy losses in the struggle with the Ferocious Tiger Gang, the True Martial Sect is certain to replenish its manpower and combat strength.

They find it difficult to recruit people from other places.

Yet within the West Mountain Collection, there are thousands of martial artists without sects!

One can totally imagine the situation once the forces of the True Martial Sect invade the West Mountain Collection.

"Brother Zhao Yun, if you don’t want to be forcibly conscripted by the True Martial Sect..."

Qu Hong said solemnly, "Then we have to unite to stop them!"

Zhang Yuan was silent for a moment, then asked, "How many people at the Qi Entry Realm does the True Martial Sect have?"

Qu Hong’s expression stiffened, and after a moment, he replied, "Five, four at Tier Four, one at Tier Five."

He added, "The gang leader Su Zhen of the True Martial Sect is said to have been severely injured; they can only deploy the four Tier Fours."

Sounds simple enough!

Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but glance at the other party.

While there is only one rank difference between Tier Four and Tier Three, their combat strength is at least ten times apart.

Zhang Yuan had heard a saying.

Thirty or fifty Tier Three martial artists holding knives and swords, if coordinated well and fearless of death, could overwhelm a Tier Four.

Providing that the True Qi martial artist fights to the end, otherwise breaking through is unstoppable.

The True Martial Sect has a full four people at Tier Four, along with a large number of members below Tier Four.

Can the scattered and unorganized fighters of the West Mountain Collection resist them?

Zhang Yuan was highly skeptical!

Qu Hong spoke lightly, as if everyone joining forces could stop the True Martial Sect.

But things aren’t that easy!

"I don’t want to die for nothing."

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "If I can’t provoke them, surely I can avoid them? If the True Martial Sect comes, I’ll just move away."

Qu Hong was a bit stunned, "You don’t want your house here?"

"A new house can always be built."

Zhang Yuan looked at the steward of the West Mountain Collection and said, "It’s better than losing my life, wouldn’t you agree?"

Qu Hong was left speechless.

He hadn’t anticipated that Zhang Yuan would be so timid, ready to flee without a second thought.

After a long while, Qu Hong forced a smile and said, "True enough."

"But while it’s easy for you to leave, we’ve lived here for so long, it’s really hard to leave."

"Besides, where would we run if we do?"

In that moment, Qu Hong showed a touch of genuine sincerity.

However, Zhang Yuan felt no sympathy.

Nor did he have any trust!