eurekapd Chapter 214 By order of the Lord, I have come to clear obstacles for the young master.
Chapter 214 By order of the Lord, I have come to clear obstacles for the young master.
Everyone's expression changed.
The same conclusion inexplicably welled up in my mind: a strong person, a super strong person!
Green-haired turtle shrank his neck and muttered, "Kid, this seems like a tough character, and he doesn't look like he's here with good intentions..."
Li Wudao's eyes were stern, and his breathing was heavy.
This masked man, who appeared suddenly like a ghost, was terrifyingly strong, judging from his arrogant and conceited stance alone!
Even Cheng Yuanliang, who was using the Blood Burning Secret Technique, had an uncertain expression on his face, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Who are you, and what brings you here?"
The moment the masked man appeared, the violently surging aura emanating from him seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, abruptly halting as he felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him.
"Listening Snow Pavilion, Rahu".
The voice, devoid of any emotion, echoed faintly in the underground palace, like ancient ice rubbing against each other, yet it carried an undeniable majesty and power.
"By order of the Lord, I have come to clear obstacles for the young master!"
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
The crowd's expressions changed again, their minds racing.
Listening Snow Tower...that undisputed number one assassin dynasty in the Eastern Wilderness?!
Why would such a top-tier assassin come here?
Wait, who is this young master he's talking about...?
Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, they saw Luo Hou look in Li Wudao's direction, bow slightly, and say:
"Greetings, young master. I am late and have caused you any distress."
Although the voice was still cold, it clearly carried a hint of respect.
The crowd erupted in uproar, their incredulous gazes falling upon the boy in utter astonishment.
"Damn, you've been hiding this well, kid! You even have this kind of identity!"
The green-haired turtle came to its senses and launched into a tirade, its teeth itching with hatred.
Just now, it thought the other party was an unparalleled powerhouse of the demon race, and its heart sank, feeling like it wanted to cry.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be their own reinforcements, causing them unnecessary fright.
"???"
Li Wudao was completely bewildered, his face full of question marks.
Young Master... is he being called?
He was completely stunned, his mind unable to process what was happening.
What's going on? Tingxuelou, the number one assassin organization in the Eastern Wilderness, shouldn't they be hunting him down?
After all, one of Tingxuelou's Martial King assassins died at his hands.
and many more......
Suddenly, Li Wudao realized something, his eyes widened instantly, and he asked tentatively with some disbelief, "You...you wouldn't happen to be sent by Old Man Xia, would you?"
"Old man Xia...?"
Luo Hou was taken aback, but then understood and nodded solemnly, "That's right, I'm here on the orders of the Lord to protect the young master's safety."
Li Wudao fell silent: "......."
He was completely dumbfounded.
Old Man Xia, that unassuming old man who spends his days playing with cats and dogs and fishing, is actually the master of Tingxuelou, the number one assassin organization in the Eastern Wilderness?!
This plot is too surreal; it's even more surprising than him finding out he'd traveled through time.
However, upon closer examination, it's somewhat understandable that Old Man Xia, being a Martial Emperor, occasionally appears and disappears unpredictably.
"Damn it, that old geezer kept it from me for so long!"
Li Wudao was filled with resentment.
Despite having such an impressive status, he's so stingy, never bothering to provide more cultivation resources.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Damn it, when I get back, I'm going to pluck that old geezer's beard off!
And all the spirit birds he raised were stewed, not a single one was left!
Immediately, Li Wudao breathed a sigh of relief.
Previously, he had worried that killing the Tingxuelou assassin would bring endless trouble.
In hindsight, it was all a false alarm.
With Old Man Xia as the leader of the tower, I doubt those assassins from Tingxuelou would do anything idiotic.
And at this moment,
When Cheng Yuanliang heard the words "Tingxuelou Luohou", his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and all the color drained from his face.
"Tingxuelou... Silver Rakshasa Mask... You are the 'Rakshasa Venerable,' ranked second on the Eastern Wilderness Assassin List?!"
He stared intently at the Rakshasa mask on Rahu's face, his voice trembling slightly, clearly showing his extreme fear of the name.
As a demon protector who had been lurking among humans for many years, he knew all too well what the three words "Listening Snow Tower" represented.
That was an assassin dynasty that dared to hunt even the holy lands, making the entire Eastern Wilderness tremble with fear!
As for "Luo Hou", he is a notorious killer in Tingxuelou. The number of martial masters who have died at his hands is no less than ten.
It is said that even powerful figures at the Emperor Realm have been assassinated by him, narrowly escaping death.
Without a doubt, this is an extremely dangerous person!
"Since you've heard of my name, you should understand... what will happen to the young master of Listening Snow Tower."
Luo Hou stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his voice still calm, yet it made Cheng Yuanliang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his hair standing on end.
"How could things have turned out like this...? When did this kid get involved with Tingxuelou...?"
Cheng Yuanliang's face turned extremely ugly, and he staggered backward, feeling completely distraught.
The intelligence gathered clearly showed that Li Wudao came from an ordinary family and had no background other than being a true disciple of Misty Peak.
How did he suddenly become the young master of Tingxue Tower, possessing not only the Pure Yang Holy Body but also the head of the tower?!
The story shouldn't be like this.
........
"Hey kid, look at that scrambled egg's face! It looks like he ate shit, it's awful, haha!"
Green Turtle put on a complete act, his tone mocking as he laughed wildly, saying, "Weren't you quite arrogant just now, saying you wanted to use me, Turtle Master, to make soup?"
"Grandpa Turtle, I'm standing right here. Try touching me!"
It held its neck high, winked and made faces, looking every bit the smug, arrogant fox borrowing the tiger's power.
"You filthy bastard, you're asking for it!"
Cheng Yuanliang was consumed by rage and, in a fit of anger, spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water.
He stared intently at the green-haired turtle and Li Wudao, his eyes filled with resentment and madness. "Even if I die, I will drag you two down with me!"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yuanliang's demonic energy suddenly surged.
Its originally withered body swelled up like an inflating balloon, and dense, blood-red demonic patterns appeared on its skin. A terrifying aura of destruction swept through the entire underground palace.
"Oh no! He looks like he's going to self-destruct!"
The green-haired turtle was so frightened that it scurried back into its shell.
At the critical moment.
"Buzz!"
An invisible air barrier suddenly descended, completely enveloping Cheng Yuanliang within a three-zhang radius.
Space seemed to freeze at that moment. His swollen body was as if it were being forcibly gripped by an invisible hand, making it impossible for him to move forward any further.
"Before me, you dare to speak of life and death?"
The icy voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell. Luo Hou slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Cheng Yuanliang's swollen body deflated rapidly, as if air had been released.
"No...impossible!"
"We are both Martial Venerables, so why is there such a vast difference between us...?"
He roared hoarsely, his eyes filled with disbelief.
With the support of the Heavenly Demon Bloodlust Array and the Blood Burning Forbidden Technique, his strength is no less than that of a mid-stage Martial Venerable.
Given his strength, if he wanted to self-destruct, even Luo Hou, who was also at the Venerable Realm, should not have been able to stop him.
Luo Hou sneered and said coldly, "How can cultivation levels forcibly increased through deception be compared to true strength? It's nothing but self-deception."
Before he finished speaking, his ghostly figure appeared in front of Cheng Yuanliang, and his right hand casually pressed against the latter's chest.
"puff--"
Before Cheng Yuanliang could even react, he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, his chest visibly caved in.
"These mere remnants of the demon race dare to attempt to harm my young master of Tingxuelou! They deserve to die!"
Rahu stood with his hands behind his back in the void. Beneath his silver-white, ferocious mask, his eyes were indifferent as ice, as if he were looking at a corpse.