1138: Chapter 1138: He Mao Family Head 1138: Chapter 1138: He Mao Family Head In the He Mao family’s back courtyard, He Mao Chang Ping leisurely fed the ornantal fish in the pond, seemingly unconcerned about everything that had occurred outside today.
Crane’s Cry, who had been summoned only after Kuronagi had left, just stood by, feeling sowhat uneasy.
The calr He Mao Chang Ping seed, the more unsettled he felt.
“Are you dissatisfied with the way I handled things today?”
Suddenly, Chang Ping spoke, startling Crane’s Cry, who hastily replied, “Lord Chang Ping, I definitely have not the slightest dissatisfaction!”
“Not even with the handling of Kuronagi?”
Crane’s Cry was stunned for a mont before He Mao Chang Ping, who had already figured out his thoughts, imdiately raised his eyebrows and spoke softly.
“Kuronagi is different from you; he is the person appointed by the Family Head to be the future guardian of Mount Fuji.
So, let alone you, even I cannot allow him to co to harm in JinPing.”
Crane’s Cry lowered his head, staying silent.
“Why so eager to kill that mber of the Hua family?”
“His moves are tricky, and he naturally suppresses our Demon Clan.
I really can’t be at ease until he is dead.”
“A natural suppressor of the Demon Clan?
That reminds of a legendary figure from Xia Country.”
Crane’s Cry looked up imdiately, as he had also realized who He Mao Chang Ping was referring to at that mont.
However, before Crane’s Cry could speak, He Mao Chang Ping continued, “Now that you’ve thought of him, do you know what his fate was?”
Crane’s Cry swallowed hard: “He disappeared without a trace over twenty years ago, as if he had evaporated from the world.”
He Mao Chang Ping smiled: “If that’s the case, why be so afraid?
Even that Cultivator, who could slay a Demon God, t such an end; a re Martial Artist is not to be feared.”
Su Chengyu had only demonstrated skills related to the Martial Way during the day, He Mao Chang Ping had almost concluded that this fellow was a Martial Artist who had stepped into the Realm of Martial Emperor.
“This man’s physical strength is extrely formidable.
Clearly, his realm is far below mine, and he’s suppressed by my Demon Qi, but his physical prowess is on par with the peak of Martial Emperor level.”
Upon hearing these words, He Mao Chang Ping remained unconcerned: “It doesn’t matter, the Family Head will co out of seclusion tomorrow.
Whether we collaborate with this man or use him to bring the Dragon Carp clan under He Mao’s command, the Family Head will make the decision.”
Crane’s Cry responded with puzzlent, “Why would the Family Head leave seclusion at this ti?”
“There has been so unrest in Mount Fuji recently; the Family Head is preparing to go there personally.”
Still sowhat baffled, Crane’s Cry asked, “Wouldn’t it work to send soone else?”
Upon hearing this question, He Mao Chang Ping’s expression changed abruptly: “Soone else?
Will you go?
In the end, isn’t it because you all are too incompetent?
While your three branches compete against each other, the Jinja Sect has two Heavenly Yin-Yang Masters, and there’s also a Servant of God Witch in their ranks.
What about your Demon Clan Lineage?
After that old fox died, has any of you even reached the threshold of Demon Monarch?”
Faced with He Mao Chang Ping’s questioning, Crane’s Cry was as silent as a cicada in winter, daring not to utter any retort.
He Mao Chang Ping let out a long sigh: “That Ye Qingci from Xia Country has been very unruly lately.
The Jinja Sect’s two Heavenly Yin-Yang Masters can’t get away, and the Divine Sense side is currently dealing with the Emperor’s grand ceremony, so now only the Family Head can make this trip to Mount Fuji himself.”
With so concern, Crane’s Cry asked, “There’s no danger to the Family Head, is there?”
He Mao Chang Ping shook his head: “The old fox’s life was given to that man, and it’s unlikely that they would start a feud with us for now.
They probably see that the He Mao family has many matters to attend to lately and are planning to fish in troubled waters.
But since the Family Head himself is taking action, this matter is not for you to worry about.”
In the end, He Mao Chang Ping looked at Crane’s Cry and said: “I know you want the man from the Hua family dead, but the matter of the Dragon Carp clan is no small matter.
If we could indeed secure stable cooperation, it would not only benefit us but also solidify our relationship with Mount Fuji.
Keep the bigger picture in mind, I advise you to act wisely.”
“Yes.”
Having heard what He Mao Chang Ping said, Crane’s Cry dared not say anything further.
He was very clear about his status, a servant of the He Mao Family.
Even if he harbored deep-seated wariness that Su Chengyu’s growth would make him a formidable enemy of the Demon Clan, he would never betray the He Mao family.
“You may go.”
With those words from He Mao Chang Ping, He Lai slowly withdrew.
But just as He Lai left the grand entrance of the He Mao family estate, an unusual fluctuation ca from not too far away.
His alertness at the level of a Monster Emperor made him subconsciously look over.
The aura of a cultivator?
He Lai’s brows furrowed in confusion as he directed his gaze towards that direction.
In JinPing, there were mbers of the Demon Clan, Onmyoji, and Witches, but definitely no cultivators.
However, He Lai, who had participated in the wars between Dongying and Xia Country in earlier years, found the distinct aura of cultivators still fresh in his mory.
Even in all of Dongying, those who could truly be considered cultivators were but a handful.
Yet, when the fleeting aura vanished, and He Lai actively searched for it, he found no further traces of its presence.
An illusion?
With this strange thought, He Lai turned around intending to leave with the montum of turning.
However, a muffled sound suddenly ca from a nearby old residence, and He Lai quickly cast his gaze over it: “Who’s there sneaking around!”
Yet faced with He Lai’s interrogation, he received no response whatsoever.
Sensing that sothing was amiss, He Lai rose to his feet and headed toward the old residence.
As he stepped inside, staring at the empty abode, He Lai vigilantly enveloped the entire old residence with his Divine Sense.
He was confident that this ti, any disturbance would not escape his eyes.
“Teacher, what should we do?”
In a room that looked like a storeroom, Bai Huang asked Su Chengyu anxiously.
However, Su Chengyu continued studying how to break the prohibition in front of him as if nothing had happened.
The two had followed the guidance of the Yin Pendant to this place; upon reaching the storeroom, they were stopped by the prohibition blocking the passage to the lower level.
The disturbance that had just occurred was the result of Su Chengyu searching for a way to penetrate the prohibition.
Unfortunately, two attempts to break through the prohibition had not succeeded, and the noise they made seed to have attracted soone else’s attention.
“Who is it?”
Instead of sending out his Divine Sense and startling the snake, Su Chengyu directly asked Bai Huang.
Bai Huang, who had been on lookout outside for Su Chengyu, replied, “It’s Elder He.”
“Oh, never mind him,” Su Chengyu said calmly.
The other party wouldn’t be able to find this place anyti soon.
What Su Chengyu was more concerned about at the mont was the prohibition in front of him.
Two attempts had already given him so experience, and he was confident that a couple more tries should be enough to break through the prohibition.
Watching Su Chengyu’s indifferent deanor, Bai Huang was clearly agitated: “Teacher!
It’s the Demon Emperor you fought with earlier today!
If he discovers us, we’ll definitely not be able to escape.”
Hearing this, Su Chengyu realized what Bai Huang was worried about and turned his head to say.
“It’s fine.
If he doesn’t discover us, that’s for the best.
If he does find our position, I can assure you that if he dares to step into this storeroom, he won’t have a return trip.”
Reviews
All reviews (0)