The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 308 - 120 Conditions

Chapter 308: Chapter 120 Conditions

That person.

The so-called person must be the one Yun Wuyue intended to kill. This ruse was somewhat unsophisticated.

Qing Yu shook his head and said, "The fact that Gong Ziyu has lost his hearing is known to more than just you. Since you could find me, sooner or later, others will too. I had already intended to abandon this identity; your reward is as good as none."

To tell the truth, he was relieved that it was Yun Wuyue who had come to him tonight. If it had been the Demon Young Master, Qing Yu would have been in real trouble.

Therefore, Qing Yu had already planned an end for his identity as Meng De. It didn’t matter if Yun Wuyue could find Meng De through today’s actions; by then, Qing Yu would have long since disappeared.

"What do you intend to do?" Yun Wuyue threw the ball back to Qing Yu.

"It’s simple," Qing Yu said. "Join the Azure Dragon Association. As the Dragon Chief, I naturally won’t be stingy in helping you resolve your troubles."

"That’s impossible. I cannot betray the Sect."

"It’s not a betrayal but an alliance. In the future, you will provide me with intelligence, and I will help you kill people. This should be beneficial for both of us. I do not need information on the Yin Demon Sect, and once you join the Azure Dragon Association, you will be the Two Dragon Heads, second only to me in status. The Assassins of the Azure Dragon Association are at your disposal, and I believe you will be interested in the Association’s force."

Qing Yu persuaded her earnestly.

As a rising power, the Azure Dragon Association was already quite well-established, yet it still had its shortcomings—shortcomings so significant that not even someone full of ideas like Qing Yu could compensate.

That was the intelligence network. Such a network can’t be built without long-term operations, and Qing Yu certainly didn’t have the leisure to cultivate it. As a result, his intelligence still came from other powers, like the Sixth Prince’s network, or that of the Shadow Pavilion.

Now, a perfect intelligence network lay in wait for Qing Yu to leverage—how could he give up such an excellent opportunity?

Yun Wuyue’s face was still expressionless, as cold as ever, seemingly devoid of emotion, but inside, she was intrigued.

And this slight intrigue did not escape Qing Yu.

So, Qing Yu pushed further, saying, "Just now, you demonstrated your sincerity, and I also intend to repay that. Let’s do this: first, eliminate the person you want to kill. The Azure Dragon Association will show its strength, which is sure to interest you. After you’ve seen it for yourself, then you can consider whether it’s worth it or not."

Since Yun Wuyue had sought out Gong Ziyu, the person she wanted to kill could not possibly be a warrior of the True Pill Realm, who was entirely beyond her ability to kill. Conversely, for the Azure Dragon Association, killing someone in the Divine Origin Realm was not a problem. The number of Divine Origin Realm martial artists who had died at the hands of the Association was not small.

For Qing Yu, using a Divine Origin Realm warrior in exchange for the possibility of Yun Wuyue joining the Azure Dragon Association posed no loss at all—even if it didn’t work out in the end. At worst, a few expendables would die.

With that said, the pendulum naturally swung even more in favor of Yun Wuyue preferring to observe the strength of the Azure Dragon Association before deciding. Thus, with a slight movement of her lips, she silently uttered the name of the person and, just like when she had arrived, floated away.

Qing Yu, adept at reading lips, could naturally discern the name. Knowing the name, a knowing smile curled on the corner of his mouth, "It really is that person..."

...

On this festive New Year’s Eve, within a secluded palace inside the Northern Zhou Imperial City,

Emperor of Northern Zhou, Feng Tianming, entered this palace quietly during a time meant to be spent joyously with family. He brought no imperial processions nor any guards; he came completely alone, stirring not a single soul, and approached this secluded spot without a sound.

Inside this palace, there was no one else, only an old monk dressed in a simple kasaya, moving prayer beads one by one, silently reciting scriptures.

The old monk radiated an aura of withering decrepitude as though he was barely clinging to life. Yet when Feng Tianming entered the palace, the eyes the old monk opened sent an involuntary shiver down the emperor’s spine.

This involuntary shiver was the kind of innate fear weaker beings felt when faced with a powerful entity that could kill them at any moment. Feng Tianming, who was currently in the True Pill Realm, had only sometimes felt this around his elder sister, the Princess of Northern Zhou, Princess Feng Mingxiao.

That the monk could invoke in Feng Tianming the same sense of trepidation he felt in the presence of Princess Feng Mingxiao suggested the monk’s strength was obvious.

There was no doubt: a Divinity Realm warrior.

Even as the supreme Emperor of Northern Zhou, Feng Tianming paid his respects to such a warrior.

"Master Zuicheng, are you finding your accommodation here to your liking?" Feng Tianming cautiously asked, bowing.

This monk was not his Imperial Sister, nor was he one of the Northern Zhou’s people like Zhuge Longsu or Meng Shanhe. Should the monk desire to kill him, Feng Tianming would have nowhere to flee.

The old monk’s eyes were barely open, as if the shiver Feng Tianming had felt was merely a figment of his imagination, and in the tone of one with one foot already in the grave, he said, "This poor monk merely requires a place to recite scriptures, Your Majesty need not worry over me."

"But, Master, would you like some vegetarian dishes? Tonight is New Year’s Eve, and I have specifically instructed the imperial kitchen to prepare exquisite vegetarian dishes that can be brought to you at any time."

"It’s unnecessary. Beyond the Divinity Realm, martial artists no longer need to consume food. Sustained by Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, hunger is staved off. Food merely serves to gratify the taste. "

"Your Majesty should attend to what needs to be done. These small matters are not worth mentioning."

As the old monk concluded, he fully opened his previously half-closed eyes to look directly into Feng Tianming’s for the second time. Unlike before, when he had merely glanced briefly before closing his eyes, the monk now stared directly into Feng Tianming’s.

That familiar sense of shiver struck again, more intensely than ever.

Feng Tianming knew this was a warning from the old monk about the incident during the Laba Festival, but he could only feign composure to maintain the dignity of an emperor, saying, "I am very sorry about what happened with Master Yuan Cheng, but it was due to Ouyang Yan from the Mountain River Academy causing trouble. Otherwise, I would have announced the inclusion of the Esoteric Sect in Northern Zhou on the spot."

Master Yuan Cheng using part of the essence of the Enlightened Technique during the last festival allowed everyone present to witness the profundity of the Esoteric Sect’s mystique—never without a cost. The Enlightened Technique is typically a monk’s secret technique performed at the end of his life for his successor. When the rite is completed, it is also time for departure.

Though Yuan Cheng only used part of the essence, his Primordial Energy was greatly damaged, still unrecovered to this day.

"In the water and land dharma assembly three months from now, I definitely won’t miss it. Please be assured, Master," Feng Tianming reaffirmed earnestly.

"Let’s hope so." The old monk closed his eyes again. "As long as Your Majesty does not fail to appear, the Esoteric Sect will keep its promise and help Your Majesty control Northern Zhou, and even counterattack Daqian."

"Then, I shall take my leave."

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