118: Chapter 118 You're going to steal from Fat Mountain?

Five minutes later, in the Old Town of western Song City, Tang Long received a call from Jiang Xiaolan.

"What are your orders, Madam Class Monitor?"

"Why aren't you in the library? Where did you go?"

"What for? Checking up on me? If you have something to say, say it; otherwise, I'm hanging up."

"Wait! Come to the Activity Building immediately. President Ye of the White Clothing Society wants to see you."

Tang Long was amused. "President Ye? Why would such a big shot want to see me?"

"Tang Long, I was just discussing the exchange competition with President Ye and the others. Senior Sister Miao said your strength is outstanding, which is why President Ye wants to meet you."

"Miao Manman?"

"Yes! Tang Long, seize this opportunity. President Ye's father is the Duke of Huaicheng, the Imperial Grand Secretary. If you can impress him..."

"Stop! I don't have time right now. Hanging up."

"Tang—"

Tang Long hung up directly, switched his phone to silent, and quickened his pace as he turned into a dark alley.

Soon, in a small building within the dark alley, he found Mad Dog and Golden Scorpion.

Tang Long greeted them first, "Brother Dog, Xiezi, sorry to trouble you two this time."

"Don't be so polite with me," Mad Dog said with a smile.

Golden Scorpion, without a word, strode up to Tang Long and knelt down with a thud.

"Whoa, what are you doing?"

Tang Long was startled and hurriedly tried to pull him up.

Golden Scorpion was surprised by his strength; suddenly, golden light burst from his body, and he seemed to turn into a solid block of gold.

Tang Long felt something hard and heavy beneath his hands; he actually couldn't pull him up in one go, which surprised him even more.

"Brother Xiezi, you..."

Mad Dog explained with a smile, "Xiezi broke through to Blood Refining last night, and his progress with the Hundred Refinements Manual has been significant."

"So fast!"

Golden Scorpion hurriedly said, "Brother Tang, it's all thanks to you helping me comprehend the Golden Body Manual and giving me that Source Crystal. If not for you, I'm afraid I would never have crossed this hurdle in my life. And without crossing it, I would never have been able to get my revenge."

"Alright, alright, I understand your sentiment. Let's not stand on such ceremony. Get up quickly!"

Golden Scorpion finally stood up. "From now on, if anyone dares to move against you, I, Golden Scorpion, will be the first to object. I'll tear those three pieces of trash apart with my own hands today!"

Tang Long chuckled. "Xiezi, I asked you and Brother Dog to come mainly to help me keep an eye on them so they don't escape. As for the kills, don't steal mine."

Golden Scorpion scratched his head. "Brother, those are two Stage Sevens and one Stage Eight. You're going in alone?"

Tang Long nodded with a smile. "I've been holding in a lot of anger; I need to vent it."

Mad Dog asked perceptively, "Ran into some trouble?"

Tang Long sighed. "Bad luck's been hitting me since early this morning. First, a bounty was put on my head, and then I got news of Little Hu's grandfather's death."

"That is indeed quite unlucky."

Mad Dog gave a faint response and changed the subject, handing over a pair of binoculars.

"The first house on the left across the street, the one with the blue tiled roof. The three people who took the bounty on you are all inside. All three are veterans with several lives on their hands; they're tough customers."

"If you insist on going in alone, be careful. They bought three guns on the black market earlier."

"Guns?" Tang Long was somewhat surprised.

"Obsolete gunpowder models, but they were once military weapons. They still pose a threat to those below Blood Refining at close range. Are you sure you want to do this yourself?"

Tang Long nodded. "Of course."

Mad Dog stopped trying to persuade him. "Then I'll continue monitoring from this high vantage point. If anyone runs out, I'll handle the flanking on the right."

"Golden Scorpion will be waiting at the left street entrance to back you up. If you run into real trouble, retreat toward him."

"If all else fails, just give a shout. It's only forty or fifty meters away anyway."

Tang Long chuckled.

In fact, on his way here, he had already noticed Lv Yang following him personally, maintaining a distance of four to five hundred meters.

If there were real danger, Bishop Lu would be more reliable than these two.

Of course, with his current strength, he didn't need help against three Stage Sevens and Eights.

So he didn't respond to that. Instead, he pulled several pages of paper from his robe and handed them to Mad Dog.

"Brother Dog, please find someone to make these tools drawn here. The sooner, the better."

Mad Dog looked at them, his face full of confusion.

"What on earth are these? What are they for?"

"To put it simply, they're for stealing things. The Hot-Blooded Gang is looking for trouble with me, so I have to give them a taste of their own medicine. Tell me, Fei Shan's private vault should be pretty well-stocked, right?"

"You're going to rob Fei Shan?"

"His office and living quarters are on the top floor of the Hot-Blooded Mansion. Outsiders can't even get up there, right?"

Mad Dog and Golden Scorpion looked at each other, both feeling like Tang Long was joking.

Tang Long was also smiling, but he wasn't joking.

Although the big city was full of dazzling sights that could be overwhelming, with his eyes, how could he miss a pile of Spirit Stones sitting together?

He had basically discovered Fei Shan's private vault in the Hot-Blooded Mansion the first time he went there; he just hadn't decided whether to take it or not.

"Now that they've put a bounty on my life, why should I be polite?"

"You'll understand when the time comes. Alright, let's deal with these three first and talk later."

Tang Long and Golden Scorpion stepped out together. Golden Scorpion stayed at the designated spot while Tang Long approached the blue tiled house alone from the side, using his eyes to peer inside.

Inside the house, one of the three assassins was fiddling with a firearm, while another was lying on the bed sleeping.

As for the third one, who was performing a Breathing Technique, Tang Long actually saw a mark of a Black Hand Covering the Sun on his chest.

"A Sun Worshiper!"

"What a coincidence!"

He had just talked about Sun Worshipers with Elder Zheng; he hadn't expected to find one so soon. Even Tang Long found it incredible.

"Was it a coincidence?"

As a student from No. 6 High, Class 6, Tang Long had manufactured enough coincidences himself, so he instinctively didn't believe it.

Although most Blasphemers were stupid, for them to exist despite being hunted by so many sects, there must be capable people among them.

He was already on their blacklist. After killing so many of them, they hadn't learned their lesson and sent another Stage Eight? Does that make sense?

Things were probably not that simple.

Several hundred meters away, atop the bell tower of the old church, Lv Yang was looking at these remnants of a bygone era.

The great war twenty years ago had almost turned the Song City of that time into ruins.

Although the new city had risen and was far more prosperous than before, this Old Town remained, a scar of history.

Now, it had become a slum, a black market, and a hiding place for many shady dealings—the darkest corner of Song City.

Of course, he was also 'watching' Tang Long.

Lv Yang marveled in his heart. He had actually managed to master the Open-Ring Forbidden Method so quickly through self-study, making him believe even more that Tang Long was the Reincarnation of the Saint.

This Reincarnation of the Saint represented an even more ancient time.

Compared to him, the history of Song City seemed insignificant.

Of course, this Saint was also more of a freak.

He saw Tang Long stand still for two or three seconds, then suddenly turn and accelerate.

The brick wall was broken through like thin paper. A heavy kick landed directly on an assassin's back. Amidst the sound of flying bricks and breaking bones, Tang Long had already leaped and stepped onto the neck of the sleeping assassin.

Lv Yang felt that Tang Long's strength had suddenly increased by a staggering margin; two Stage Seven assassins were killed instantly without even a chance to fight back.

And in the next second, he couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"Spirit Blast!"