Su Yue squatted at the teahouse entrance for over an hour.
During this ti, he was expelled three tis, accosted by the Female Yangxiang Race seven tis, and once, he nearly got forcibly taken away by a Sixth-Grade Female Yangxiang Race.
Fortunately, Su Yue’s acting was explosive, pretending to be an idiot, which made the strong ones desist.
Of course, many Yangxiang Race mbers lanted that such a handso face had to belong to a fool.
Actually, in Jing Niao City, it was its own little society.
Although Cang Ji’s City Defense Army guarded the outskirts tightly, the warriors’ lives inside the city weren’t overly strict.
There was a balance.
No race can stay perpetually taut.
The system of Yangxiang Race was fairly humane, and the warriors of the Garrison Camp only gathered during warti; normally, they have regular lives too.
In fact, Yangxiang Race sought to learn from Earth, planning to establish a professional army.
Regrettably, after thousands of years of tradition, Yangxiang Race had grown accustod to the garrison mode, and the professional army route was entirely unfeasible, leaving the Yangxiang leadership quite troubled.
Whether it was a professional soldier mode or garrison camp mode, espionage could not be avoided.
Su Yue continued to perk up his ears, probing for news.
Finally, he gleaned a little bit of information about the Seven Grandmasters, causing his heart to pound heavily.
However, this annoyingly handso face brought Su Yue countless troubles.
"Why are you so handso!"
A young Fourth-Grade Female Yangxiang Race approached, and it was clear her father was powerful, able to have a Fifth-Grade Yangxiang Race as a bodyguard, indicating a decent family background.
"I’m not good-looking; you’ve mistaken ."
Su Yue imdiately denied it.
This was maddening.
He finally felt troubled; being handso wasn’t necessarily a benefit.
"You lie."
The Female Yangxiang Race stared at Su Yue’s face,
plainly handso, plainly attractive, plainly good-looking.
A very alluring face.
"Fine, I admit I’m handso.
"I have a contagious disease, and when I have an episode, I will bite people. My wife is a Grade Eight powerhouse, if you don’t leave, I’ll bite you!"
Su Yue sighed heavily.
He acted like a madman, finally scaring away the Female Yangxiang Race.
Contagious diseases weren’t feared.
Biting wasn’t feared.
Even being the kept man of a Grade Eight powerhouse wasn’t feared.
These flaws alone could be overco by any martial artist, but when you were handso.
Combining them all, it beca terrifying.
"Later, I have to find a way to look a bit uglier."
Su Yue muttered.
Jing Niao City prohibited wearing masks, allegedly to prevent human spies from infiltrating, as per Cang Ji.
Su Yue initially planned to wear a mask.
Is it my fault I’m handso?
Once the incident was over, Su Yue’s expression grew serious; he finally had a lead on the location where the Seven Grandmasters were imprisoned.
Mr. Zhen’e’s camp.
The Seven Grandmasters weren’t detained in a dungeon; instead, they were held in a camp nad after Mr. Zhen’e.
Then, Su Yue left the teahouse.
He needed to learn about Mr. Zhen’e and find the camp.
An hour passed.
Su Yue exhausted nurous efforts to glean so details about Mr. Zhen’e.
Mr. Zhen’e was an alchemist in Jing Niao City, and also a master in controlling demonic instrunts, a trusted confidant of Cang Ji.
Though nad Mr. Zhen’e, this man was the greatest evil.
Mr. Zhen’e was a Qi and Blood Martial Artist, yet he attained the Peak of Grade Seven.
Reportedly, Mr. Zhen’e received guidance from the Eight Clans’ Sacred Land Peak, aiding his breakthrough to the Peak of Grade Seven.
However, Mr. Zhen’e understood no combat skills; he had never personally killed a martial artist, always hidden behind Cang Ji.
Su Yue specifically probed for Mr. Zhen’e’s weaknesses.
Only to find out he was lustful.
"The Seven Grandmasters being held in Mr. Zhen’e’s camp can’t be a good sign!"
Maneuvering through twists and turns, Su Yue reached the camp.
A three-mile radius around the camp was a complete no-go zone, with four Sixth-Grade Grandmasters stationed at the north, south, east, and west periters, making it impossible for Su Yue to enter.
Yet Su Yue found an ideal position to use his X-ray vision to spy inside the camp!
Blind Eye Technique activated:
Effort Points -5000.
Deaf Ear Technique activated:
Effort Points -5000.
Activating both, double consumption, Effort Points -10000.
Su Yue clenched his teeth.
This was electrifying for love, but he simply couldn’t stand idly by.
...
Available Effort Points: 80964
1: Sleep Exemption
2: Love’s Cost (next use consus 4700 Effort Points)
3: Save Your Dog Life
4: Human and Ghost Differ
5: Sleazy Invisibility
6: Blind Eyes Deaf Ears
Qi Blood Value: 2000 Cal
...
Finally gathering 100,000 Effort Points, another massive hemorrhage.
At this mont, the world before Su Yue’s eyes began to blur, the camp beca transparent, and his hearing could be controlled, directly following his sight.
It was a very mysterious feeling.
Su Yue felt as though he was watching television, the scene before him moving entirely according to his thoughts.
The information was correct.
The Eastern Combat Zone’s Seven Grandmasters were indeed confined in this camp.
Their bodies riddled with terrifying wounds, clearly having undergone unprecedented torture.
"Damn, those Yangxiang Race beasts!"
Su Yue gritted his teeth, gripping his fist tightly, his nails digging painfully into his flesh.
If it were rely ordinary torture, Su Yue wouldn’t be so enraged; after all, they were mortal enemies—there couldn’t be any leniency for captives here.
But the Yangxiang Race was utterly inhumane; it was as if they were dangling the Grandmasters like pork!
Indeed!
At a glance, they appeared just like pork suspended in a slaughterhouse’s cold storage.
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