59: One versus Two: Harvest and Planning (Part 1)

“Friends outside, you’ve been watching long enough, haven’t you? Are you perhaps trying to take advantage of me?”

After Chen Cuo killed Shi Potian with a single palm strike, before he could even check his gains, his powerful perception was already alerting him that there were still strong enemies lurking nearby, observing his actions.

Ever since he Awakened the True Spirit Undying talent, the Undying Source Candle had been hidden deep within his Soul, and the Immortal Source Light released by the burning candle was continuously transforming his Divine Soul. If not for the slow progress, his Soul Power would far exceed the progress of his Physical Body Cultivation at this point.

However, it had now also created his extraordinary perception, forming a super-sensory ability that allowed him to accurately sense malicious gazes from around him.

When he picked up a long saber from a corpse and walked towards the rockery in the backyard of the main hall, a figure immediately darted out from within.

“I never thought that a small character in Bei Tong’s words could grow to such an extent!”

Behind the rockery, a man in gray and white clothes appeared. He had a pale, beardless face, looked to be around fifty years old, was tall and thin, and exuded a sharp Aura.

“I also didn’t expect the North Dipper Gang’s Chief to be so bold as to hide in the enemy’s stronghold.”

“Is it because of him?” Chen Cuo’s eyes flickered as he looked at a spot about one or two meters from the rockery.

There was only an empty space there, seemingly nothing, but Chen Cuo’s gaze was firm, still staring intently.

“Hehe, truly formidable, Fourth Brother, this kid really has some skills! He even saw through my Divine Concealment Cloak.” After a moment, a person leaned against the stone wall and revealed his figure. This person was covered in a black robe, and his Aura was also at Acquired Perfection.

“Fourth Brother? Who exactly are you?” Chen Cuo asked with a gloomy expression. The black-robed man’s cloak could actually conceal his Cultivation Aura. The two of them must have snuck into the Vajra Sect’s stronghold at some point, presumably to ambush Shi Potian.

Both opponents were Martial Artists at Acquired Perfection. The North Dipper Seven Kill Fist, which Lian Chen Cultivated, was even more of a bane to his body-tempering Cultivation Technique. He had used his Iron Sand Palm talent to kill Shi Potian just now and would have to wait half an hour for it to recover.

Facing the two of them now, although he wasn’t guaranteed victory, he had many trump cards and felt no fear, waiting for the black-robed man to reply.

“Chief Chen, Chief Chen, please allow me to address you as such. You now occupy an entire city, and my Fourth Brother will no longer contend for it. I wonder if it’s convenient for Chief Chen to make a deal now?”

The black-robed man spoke slowly, not revealing his identity to Chen Cuo.

“A deal, hmph! Lian Chen injured my Master, and now my Master is critically wounded. Can such a great vendetta be easily dismissed?”

When Chen Cuo saw Lian Chen just now, the anger in his heart had already surged. The old man had taken good care of him, regarded him as his successor, and even taught him his immortal secret Cultivation Technique. A Master for a day is a father for life, not an empty phrase.

Since his Master was injured, he had to avenge him, both emotionally and rationally. Not acting immediately was already showing restraint. If his Iron Sand Palm talent wasn’t in recovery, he would have already struck with a palm.

“Hmph! Just because Old Ghost Fan killed my three brothers, I can’t avenge them?” Lian Chen snorted coldly, also speaking coldly, staring directly into Chen Cuo’s eyes.

Chen Cuo exhaled deeply, no longer concealing his killing intent. Although the long saber in his hand was an ordinary item, it still exuded an astonishing Aura, carrying his Hunyuan Inner Force.

Indeed, in Gang warfare, it’s a fight to the death. What is there to say? It’s simply a test of strength!

“Chief Chen, why resort to weapons? Don’t you want to know what kind of business I want to do with you?” The black-robed man’s voice was no longer so calm, but rather had a sharp, grating quality.

Chen Cuo asked, seemingly sincerely, “What business?”

A smile appeared on the black-robed man’s face as he said, “Innate Cultivation Technique. As long as you work for us, I can promise on behalf of the organization to give you an Innate Cultivation Technique, how about that?”

“Not how about that, first take this saber!” After hearing his words, Chen Cuo moved without any warning, instantly flashing, leaving a afterimage in his original spot, and the saber light had already slashed directly at Lian Chen’s head.

A cold light gleamed, and with a clang, accompanied by the sound of metal friction, brilliant sword light intertwined, and a soft sword appeared in Lian Chen’s hand.

“Move, first secure Shi Potian’s corpse.” Lian Chen shouted.

The sword blade was sharp. Even with Chen Cuo’s Internal Energy attached to the long saber, it still couldn’t withstand the problem of its low material quality, and the saber blade immediately chipped.

However, Chen Cuo’s face showed no change. He increased his Internal Energy output accordingly, and the entire saber blade instantly shattered into fragments, flying rapidly with a clattering sound, like countless hidden weapons, continuously shooting towards Lian Chen.

Hunyuan Inner Force was based on several Cultivation Techniques that Chen Cuo primarily Cultivated, and its various characteristics were extraordinary, naturally including the sharp force of the Seven-Colored Treasure Bottle Qi.

Lian Chen did not possess Shi Potian’s terrifying defensive power; both of his Cultivations were focused on blood and Qi fist force. The sharp fragments, carrying an indomitable Aura, swept past his position, causing his heart to palpitate.