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Chapter 179: Backstabbing and Dumping

The fat-headed traveling merchant, Fatty, didn't immediately leave the Red Water Square Market.

After the trade fair, he returned to the inn.

The next day, a slightly blonde, flower-bearded old man came out of the inn and strolled around the stall area of the market for half an hour, buying two items of low value.

The old man with the flowery beard is the fat man from the previous traveling merchant, and both of them are not his real face.

Although he switched identities, he could not escape the False Pill Realist's deliberate stalking.

The first two days of the year have passed.

Two to three hundred miles away from Chishui Market.

Fatty, a traveling merchant carrying a gray box and cage, rides a black and gray second-stage flying bird, shuttling between the clouds.

Except for Lu Changan and the False Pill Realist who hid his identity and cultivation, no one realized when he slipped out of the marketplace.

"Is this fellow Daoist a traveling merchant? I have an ancient artifact that was unearthed not long ago and I am looking for someone to appraise it for sale."

Between the clouds, a stout black-robed man flew in head-on.

"I'm sorry, I don't trade with people outside of the workshop."

The traveling merchant fatso was wary, even though the black-robed man's cultivation was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

"Your Excellency might as well take a look and see which item......"

"No need!"

The traveling merchant Fatty controlled the flying bird and prepared to bypass this person.

"Your Excellency is so ungrateful, don't blame a certain family for being forceful."

The black-robed man's face was cold, his figure blurred abruptly, "swish" a moment, only a residual shadow remained in the same place.

"Late stage Foundation Establishment!"

The traveling merchant fat man's face changed greatly, suddenly felt a peak Foundation Establishment spiritual pressure.

Whew!

Black fist shadow, lingering violent wind, blasting to the eyes in the blink of an eye.

Because of the vigilance, the fat swimmer in time to sacrifice a silver shield of excellent defense, arc-shaped silver light curtain, protected in front of the body.

The silver shield shook violently, the condensed silver light curtain instantly cracked, the surface of this excellent defensive artifact surfaced a few cracks, the spirit light dimmed to the extreme.

"No! You are not Foundation Stage--"

The fat traveler was shocked, his body shape retreated sharply, and he slapped two talismans on his body, both of which were second-order top-grade.

A defense talisman, a recluse talisman.

He gave up the top grade defense talisman, letting the bird pounce on the black-robed man, and running away with the recluse talisman himself.

As a traveling merchant, walking alone in the outside world, the means to save his life is not bad.

"Want to go? I don't think so."

At this moment, the black-robed big man's body faintly exudes dan power fluctuation, his physical strength is strong.

One punch flew away the extremely high-grade magic weapon, and another punch pierced through the abdomen of the second-ranked flying bird, which could be described as destructive.

Whoosh!

Just like an arrow, the black-robed big man quickly approached the recluse symbol-enabled traveling merchant fat man.

The fluctuation of mana of a true human level is too obvious.

The black-robed man tried his best to restrain the power of the dan, only 40% to 50% of the full strength, with the strength of the physical body to strike.

Make sure to kill the target without causing too much noise.

"This real person, spare my life! I am willing to hand over my belongings!"

The fat traveling merchant was desperate and begged for mercy.

The black-robed big man did not listen, manipulating a superb artifact flying dagger, the snowy rainbow of the blade flashed past, cutting through the fat merchant's defensive shield, chopping the latter down from the sky.

Whoosh!

At this time, not far away from the flying a recluse, exudes the late stage of foundation building mana fluctuations.

"Tsk, killing for treasure? Surprisingly, I've come across it."

The person who came was a young man wearing a bucket hat, not deliberately avoiding the two people who were chasing and escaping, quite confident.

"This fellow Daoist, please come to the rescue. Ah......"

Traveling business fat body has not yet fallen to the ground, by the fusion of dan power of a knife, chopped into two.

"Incorrect! This aura? False Dan real person--"

When he came closer, the color of the young man in the bucket hat changed drastically, and without thinking, he turned his head and ran.

......

The black-robed big man ingested the items on the traveling merchant's fat body through the air, and looked at the fleeing late stage Foundation Establishment bucket-hatted youth. "Bad luck!"

Xiang Jinglong's face sank.

In order to avoid revealing his identity and cultivation, he struck out and tried to converge the fluctuation of his real-life level mana as much as possible, or else he would have to change his ground after doing a job, and he would be noticed by the clan.

He didn't want to, but there was a strong player at the peak of Foundation Establishment passing by nearby.

The other party's mana fluctuation, is definitely not a loose cultivator stream.

"Since I let you see it, it's a sight for sore eyes!"

Xiang Jinglong let out a fierce smile and simply stopped pretending, his body's dan power shook as he hurriedly killed the young man in the bucket hat.

Apart from the difference in his appearance, the young man in the bucket hat has the same cultivation aura as that of Senior Brother Zhuo himself.

Although Xiang Jinglong has hidden his identity, he doesn't want to leave a third party behind, and he is ready to finish this job and change places, keeping a low profile for a while.

"A False Dan real person, killing and seizing treasures! Liang cultivation world, there is such a shameless person!"

The young man in the hat in front of him, exerted his magic power, and shouted to spread his voice.

"Seek death!"

Xiang Jinglong's face was grim, and just as he reached the limit of his attacking distance, he maneuvered his extremely high-grade magic weapon flying dagger and chopped at the hat-haired youth.

He has hidden his identity at this time, as long as he doesn't use his magic treasures and isn't witnessed by familiar cultivators, he won't easily leak his identity.

"Senior, please be merciful, I'm just passing through-"

The young man in the bucket hat hurriedly offered a black umbrella magic weapon, holding up a thick black inflammation fire shield, protecting his body.

This extremely high-grade magic weapon belongs to the top of its kind, and it is also the magic weapon once used by the "Night Fisherman".

With a bang, the black flame shield was broken, and the flames and wind swept over a dozen feet.

The smoke of the fire has not yet dissipated.

A green shadow recluse light, like a meteor in the sky, with amazing speed to the far side.

"Quasi third-order recluse talisman!"

Xiang Jinglong's face changed slightly, and his eyebrows were raised.

He himself is not good at speed, so I'm afraid it will take quite a bit of effort to pursue and take down this person.

And he might have to go to the trouble of revealing his identity again.

"False dan real person, kill and seize the treasure--"

The green shadow recluse in flying away, transmitting voice sound.

Xiang Jinglong is not in a good position to chase after him, after all, there are a lot of people around the market.

"Hahaha! To be able to escape from the hands of 'Mister He', count on your kid's ability!"

Xiang Jinglong let out a long whistle and transmitted his voice to a few miles away, before reversing his direction and flying to a remote area.

......

"He?"

The hatless youth's face flashed a strange color, confirming that the False Pill Realist had given up the chase.

He did not expect Xiang Jinglong to be so cautious this time around.

He did not reveal his identity, nor did he utilize his magic treasure.

Xiang Jinglong kills and seizes treasures, converges his magic power, and uses an extremely high-quality magic weapon.

If he hadn't shown himself, even if there were cultivators passing by nearby, as long as they didn't get close, they would have mistaken him for a late stage Foundation Establishment.

However, Xiang Jinglong's cultivation as a False Dan Realist was eventually exposed.

"It doesn't matter if you are Xiang Jinglong or He Yuanwu. As long as Senior Brother Zhuo has left traces in the vicinity and had an encounter with a False Pill Realist, this pot has been thrown out."

Lu Chang'an, through the "Hundred Illusion Mask" of a young man in a bucket hat, holding the black umbrella of the Black Night Fisherman, flew through the sky at great speed.

Because he was near the market, it was inevitable that other cultivators would notice him on the way.

The quasi third-order recluse talisman he used was the same one that Senior Brother Zhuo had obtained from Song Wenshu.

The aura of his magic power, the magic weapon he used, and the means of escape all fit the "identity of the dead".

......

Two hours later.

A few hundred miles away from Chishui Market, outside the Python Cave under a cliff.

Lu Changan stood under the shade of a tree and watched the situation in the Python Cave.

Because Brother Zhuo had been placed under a ban, there was no movement coming from inside the cave.

Zee!

The ground rock rat stood by his feet and looked curiously.

After a tea break.

Lu Changan was certain that Senior Zhuo had completely lost his breath.

It wasn't that Lu Chang'an didn't want to give Elder Brother Zhuo a hard time.

The main reason was that this person's identity background was not small, and he was the great-grandson of the core elder of the Li Huo Palace.

In his past life, Lu Chang'an knew of a secret technique called the Mark of Death. The direct descendants of certain ancient powers might have had this type of secret technique applied to them.

Once they were killed by someone, they would stain or mark the body of the murderer.

In fact, the probability of this occurring on Brother Zhuo is not high.

Lu Chang'an didn't want to do it himself out of caution.

"There is no abnormality......"

After waiting for a long time again, Lu Changan's mind merged into the Nine Seal Tablet, his powerful divine sense, checking the situation inside the Python Cave.

Whew!

Before leaving, Lu Changan cast a fire spell, the blazing fire engulfed the entire Python Cave, completely destroying the corpse.

After doing so, he readjusted his identity and set off on his return journey.

"Nearly half a year has passed since the original 'Night Fisherman' battle. Normally, Senior Brother Zhuo has recovered from his injuries, and only a False Pillar or above can kill him."

"The time, place, and characters are all set aside from Wu Qishan."

On the way back, Lu Changan briefly combed through the matter to make sure that there were no obvious omissions.

......

Liang hinterland.

On the dark red hot lava, there stands a magnificent, bright palace building.

This is the location of Liang's number one sect, the "Fire Palace", located in a subterranean space of hundreds of miles, where the fire aura is exceptionally strong.

The gate of the Fire Palace, the Hall of Law Enforcement.

Inside a solemn and cold hall.

Tinker click!

An early stage JieDan stage, thick-browed Chinese character face of the iron clothed middle-aged, openly spread out the palm of his hand, on which floats a piece of broken blood jade.

"Northeast, should be the area of the Mo family......"

The middle-aged man in iron clothes gazed at the broken blood jade in his hand, closed his eyes and sensed for a few breaths, and came to a preliminary conclusion.

His face was slightly hazy.

Such a good chess piece, but suddenly died violently.

After contemplating for a moment, the iron clad middle-aged man beckoned his hand to strike a sound transmission note out, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

Half a day later.

A green-shirted man with an elegant temperament hurried over.

"Disciple Song Wenshu, meet Hall Master Fang!"

The green-shirted man respectfully saluted.

The iron-clad middle-aged man in front of him was the Deputy Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Departing Flame Palace.

The head of the Law Enforcement Hall is appointed by the Law Enforcement Elder at the same time.

This Vice Hall Master Fang is equivalent to the number two powerful person in the law enforcement organization of a YuanYing level sect.

"Zhuo Yangping is dead."

The iron clad middle-aged man spoke in a calm tone, but there was an inexplicable sense of oppression within the hall.

"Senior brother Zhuo is dead?"

Song Wenshu's face shook in disbelief.

"Senior brother Zhuo has a magic treasure prototype, and a quasi third-order recluse talisman, unless a real person makes a move......"

To be precise, even if a False Dan real person wants to kill Senior Brother Zhuo, it will take some effort.

"With Zhuo Yangping's strength, he wouldn't die without a trace."

The middle-aged man in iron clothes paused and commanded:

"Wen Shu, you investigate this matter privately, don't alarm the others within the sect."

Update on the 24th, estimated to be after midnight.