467: Chapter 467 Insider

"An inside man?"

Han Jingyang laughed.

He stared at Kato Shiyong and sneered, "An inside man? Do I really need an inside man to deal with you people?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the so-called Tsukuyomi that was about to be devoured by Chaotian Temple, "Your Three Great Gods can't even defeat a nameless little ghost of mine; what qualifications do you have to contend with me?"

Kato Shiyong looked up and saw the tragic state of the Tsukuyomi avatar, his expression becoming even more pained, "You, you..."

Han Jingyang ruthlessly twisted the knife, "With your level of strength, in my eyes, you don't even have the qualifications to have an inside man planted. You are just a bunch of vermin that can be wiped out with a wave of my hand!"

"We are not vermin!"

"No, you are!" Han Jingyang stared into Kato Shiyong's eyes, revealing a vicious smile, "I will personally take a trip to the island nation and prove to you with concrete actions that your compatriots are just a bunch of vermin that can be wiped out at will!"

"No, we are not!"

"It's a pity that your desperate wailing proves nothing. On the contrary, my battle record proves everything! In my eyes, your so-called experts, including Abe Tamakane, are all weak and fragile vermin!"

"Ah—" Kato Shiyong's eyes turned red, stimulated by these words, and he roared as he lunged at Han Jingyang, "I'll fight you to the death!"

"Fight to the death?" Han Jingyang's smile became even more vicious, "Vermin don't even have the qualification to fight for their lives!"

As the words fell, he pulled out his blade abruptly. Then he thrust it back in. This time, it went straight into his chest.

Kato Shiyong used his last breath to roar, "Amaterasu will avenge me—"

Han Jingyang pulled out his blade with an expressionless face, looking at the Japanese invaders who had collapsed limply, and curled his lip, "Amaterasu? Heh, if there were really legendary gods in this world, I might take it a bit seriously. Unfortunately, there aren't. Your so-called Amaterasu is at most just a slightly more powerful Chaotian Temple. Once Chaotian Temple grows up, it will tear that bullshit Amaterasu to shreds in minutes!"

After finishing, he waved at Liu Jing, "Open the boxes and check the goods!"

Kato Shiyong had brought out more than twenty boxes of various sizes.

Han Jingyang and Liu Jing opened them all at once; the scene was truly dazzling, filled with treasures, and the boxes were packed with good items.

Even he, being well-informed, couldn't help but breathe rapidly. These were all dharma instruments. And they were all high-quality dharma instruments, thirty-seven in total.

Identify them all! Whatever! Han Jingyang touched them one by one and finished the identification in twenty seconds.

Then, he became even more excited. Good stuff! All good stuff! Although the highest grade was only Rank 5, twenty-two of the Rank 5 items had skills, accounting for sixty percent. This probability was shockingly high.

There were also eleven items below Rank 5 that had skills. In other words, the probability of getting skills from this batch of loot was as high as ninety percent!

Moreover, the attributes and skills were quite good; they were excellent consumables. Two or three of the skills could even serve as trump cards.

After reading the attributes, Han Jingyang couldn't stop grinning. It was his first time capturing such high-quality loot.

It was a typical case of high reward for low risk. There weren't many enemies, their combat power was very average, and he didn't even use his skills; the battle ended just by letting Liu Jing and Chaotian Temple handle it. Even counting the few skills consumed during the pursuit, it wasn't a loss.

He had also captured a pretty good prop from that sissy with the surname Si. That prop could offset two uses of the "Four Symbols Seal," and another random Rank 5 prop could offset two uses of the "Great Circle Light Technique." The rest was net profit!

Sure enough, if you want to get rich, you have to kill Japanese invaders. Although this was somewhat similar to thieves robbing thieves, he had a clear conscience!

This was his loot, and no one coming to his door could change that fact.

However, after opening the boxes, Liu Jing said softly, "There is no bronze tripod."

Han Jingyang nodded slightly, "Very normal."

"What now?"

"The old Japanese invader must have held something back. He seemed timid and cowardly, but in reality, he was deep-minded, insidious, and cunning. It's perfectly normal for him to hide something when offering treasures," Han Jingyang sneered. "But no matter how he hides it, he can't fly out of this courtyard. Let's look slowly."

As he spoke, he went straight into the living room. The renovation in the living room was almost exactly the same as the local rural areas in Shaanxi Province, including the decoration style.

Even the locals who were most familiar with local customs probably wouldn't have guessed that this was a stronghold where Japanese invaders had been lurking for many years. So, if you ask who understands the Chinese people the best, the Japanese invaders definitely count as one.

The effort the Japanese invaders put into this area was enough to make any faction ashamed. Unfortunately, this world ultimately relies on strength. Without sufficient strength, everything else is just for show.

Han Jingyang searched carefully inside and outside the room but found nothing. He didn't find his bronze tripod either. It was hidden so deeply!

Liu Jing was a bit worried, "Could it have been moved already?"

Han Jingyang shook his head decisively, "Impossible, it must be here!"

"Then where is it hidden? The basement? A secret room? Or somewhere else?"

"In any case, it must be in this courtyard, and we will definitely be able to find it. At worst, I'll dig three feet into the ground. I don't believe the Japanese invaders have the ability to teleport things directly back to the island nation."

"But there really are no clues."

"Don't rush, don't rush," Han Jingyang was actually a bit anxious because after all this trouble, he was on the verge of getting back his bronze tripod, but he was stuck at the last step. Anyone would be anxious. It was that feeling of having a layer of window paper that just wouldn't get poked through.

Should he use a skill? He was rich now anyway; he could fight with an open ammunition depot and didn't have to live frugally, counting his bullets.

Just as he was looking for a suitable skill, his ears twitched, and he rushed into the courtyard. Liu Jing also rushed out at the same time, "Someone is coming, and there are many of them!"

Han Jingyang nodded and drew his yanling saber, "Get ready to fight, the visitors are not here with good intentions!"

As the words fell, seven or eight cars stopped at the entrance, and more than twenty people jumped out. Although their clothing and appearance were indistinguishable from the locals, the aura within their bodies betrayed them. It was an aura different from most martial artists and cultivators in the country, and instead, it was exactly the same as the Japanese invaders he had seen. Undoubtedly Japanese invaders!

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties with an Eagle-Nose.

Eagle-Nose saw the scene in the courtyard that looked like an Asura field, raised his hand to stop his subordinates, and narrowed his eyes, staring at Han Jingyang, "Mr. Han?"

Han Jingyang nodded slightly, "Who are you?"

Eagle-Nose glanced at Liu Jing again and revealed a big smile, "My name is Chen Zhong, I have the same status as your old friend Zhang Zhiyang. We rushed here the first moment we received the intelligence, but I didn't expect that even after rushing, we still didn't make it in time. We couldn't appreciate Mr. Han's heroic demeanor; what a pity."

Han Jingyang also laughed. The Japanese invaders were indeed cunning. They actually thought of this method at the very first moment. It was really deceptive. If it were an ordinary person, they would most likely believe it and then definitely fall into the Japanese invaders' schemes.

Thinking this, he laughed out loud, "You are indeed a step late; this group of Japanese invaders has already been wiped out by me."

Eagle-Nose sighed with regret, "What a pity, a great pity. Mr. Han is indeed as powerful as the legends say. The intelligence we received shows that this group of Japanese invaders is not ordinary; they are the elite of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect, and Kato Shiyong is even a powerful samurai who also enshrined a Tsukuyomi avatar, with extremely strong combat power. I didn't expect that he would be completely defeated by Mr. Han."

Han Jingyang sneered in his heart. Pretend. Keep pretending. Let's see how long you can keep it up. However, he revealed a disdainful smile on his face, "You overestimate the Japanese invaders; they are just a bunch of weak thieves like vermin. Their actual combat power is very weak, especially that so-called Tsukuyomi god, who is one of the Three Great Gods? In the end, it was easily torn to pieces by the little ghost I raised. It has no combat power to speak of. Too weak, too weak!"