Chapter 449 - 312: Fist Technique Grandmaster

Chapter 449: Chapter 312: Fist Technique Grandmaster

After Hu Yun finished speaking, she paid no mind to Tang Wen and Feng San Niang’s reaction.

She reached for a plate of pastries and began stuffing them into her mouth. "Have your people prepare a meal! We’ll hit the road after we eat!"

Hit the road?

What an inauspicious way to put it.

Tang Wen gave her a speechless look. His Spiritual Power descended like nightfall, instantly concealing Hu Yun and the three white tigers.

The maids filed in one by one. Being mere Martial Artists, they couldn’t possibly notice the gorgeous woman sitting in the empty chair beside Tang Wen, eating with absolutely no table manners.

The first few to enter expertly cleared away the fruit platters and pastries.

Then, two maids with warm, damp cloths came forward and quickly wiped the table sparkling clean.

Next, they set down the damp cloths, switched to clean, dry ones, and wiped it all down again.

Finally, they laid out a clean, silk tablecloth.

The maids who followed behind filled the table with one dish after another. With a slight bow to Tang Wen, they departed with the grace of flowing water.

The door closed.

Hu Yun reappeared.

The three white tigers were gone. They had returned to the courtyard next door to eat.

Although the food on Tang Wen’s side was good, the chef in the next courtyard had been cooking for Exotic Beasts for years and knew the white tigers’ tastes inside and out.

Feng San Niang focused on the intelligence report, saying as she read, "Going to the Third Pier would be better than the first."

"First Pier" and "Third Pier" were how the Boat Gang named their docks.

The dockworkers were almost all illiterate men from hard backgrounds, so when it came to naming the piers, the simpler, the better.

The pier closest to Ganshan City was First Pier. Following the waterway downstream was Second Pier, and the rest were named sequentially by distance—the main goal being convenience and ease of memory.

"The river is winding. The Third Pier is to the north, where there’s a lake that’s teeming with silver carp. The carp are most delicious in winter, and the winter fishing season is about to begin. As is tradition, the experts from the various Boat Gang piers will all gather there."

Hearing this, Hu Yun said bluntly, "Good. We can wipe them all out in one go and save ourselves the trouble of running around!"

Tang Wen asked, "How many Fifth Grade experts are there in total?"

"At least three, maybe four or five at most. But there’s only one at the Peak of Fifth Grade, and he’s stationed at the Third Pier."

Hu Yun shoved a mouthful of rich beef into her mouth. "Good. That makes them easy pickings."

Feng San Niang gave a bitter smile. Having grown up in Ganshan City, she had never seen anyone so brazen as to hunt a Fifth-Grade powerhouse.

That was five Fifth-Grade powerhouses.

If they broke off from the Boat Gang, they could seize a territory of several hundred miles and become a major power that even Ganshan City would find difficult to handle.

The crucial point was that Tang Wen didn’t have many people on his side, either.

Four white tigers, two Fifth-Grade Exotic Beasts, and Hu Yun.

All told, that was seven of them.

The Thunder Rock Crocodile Turtle was one thing; its movement speed could barely keep up with a Fifth-Grade Powerhouse, so it should be able to protect Tang Wen.

The Stone Dragon, however, probably couldn’t be of much help. At best, it could provide support or cover a retreat.

At this thought, Feng San Niang couldn’t help but worry.

Tang Wen was still only a Seventh Grade!

A Fifth Grade killing a Seventh Grade would be as easy as crushing a chick, wouldn’t it?

Feng San Niang sent him a mental message, urging him not to take the risk. She advised that even if he went, it would be best to stay on the periphery, underground with the Stone Dragon.

Tang Wen offered a few words of comfort, assuring her that everything would be fine.

He was dead set on killing a few Fifth-Grade powerhouses to grind for experience.

After eating and drinking their fill, the two rested for a short while before quietly departing Ganshan City.

Hu Niannian and the two other white tigers skilled in the Transformation Technique naturally followed, while Hu Qi once again served as Tang Wen’s mount.

The Stone Dragon burrowed out of Ganshan City with the Crocodile Turtle in tow. Hu Qi then used Wind Manipulation to lift them both into the air.

To avoid causing a commotion, Tang Wen had no choice but to expend even more Spiritual Power to conceal both Exotic Beasts.

Stealth Technique experience +1, +1, +1...

The white tiger began to accelerate. In just a few minutes, its speed surpassed that of a Sixth-Grade Golden Roc.

If Hu Qi could create a jet trail, he would have left a long, white plume in his wake.

Tang Wen’s Spiritual Power output suddenly shot to its maximum!

As the speed of the concealed targets increased, the difficulty of maintaining the concealment naturally skyrocketed.

Night fell, and the river of stars hung inverted in the sky.

Tang Wen couldn’t afford to admire the view.

After maintaining the concealment for the entire journey, his Spiritual Power was depleted, and everything he saw was a blur of double images.

Suddenly, a cluster of lights appeared in the distance.

The lights were close to the water’s surface, their reflections shimmering on the gentle waves.

"Let’s take a break."

It was Hu Qi who spoke.

He could sense that something was very wrong with Tang Wen’s condition.

Tang Wen’s body was unsteady on his back, as if he were drunk.

Hu Yun, clad in her Moon Traveling Clothes, had been leading the pack. It was only when she turned her head that she realized something was wrong with Tang Wen.

She pulled back the hood of her Moon Traveling Clothes, revealing a beautiful, valiant face as she drew near to him in midair.

"What’s wrong?"

Tang Wen was squeezing out the last dregs of his Spiritual Power to conceal himself and the Exotic Beasts, so he hadn’t noticed what Hu Qi had said at all.

But when Hu Yun drew near, a disembodied head suddenly appeared out of thin air beside him, giving him a fright. He swayed, almost falling off.

With quick eyes and faster hands, Hu Yun landed on Hu Qi’s back and caught him.

"You’ve overdrawn your Spiritual Power. Everyone, prepare to land and get some rest." Hu Yun wrapped an arm around Tang Wen’s waist, letting his head rest against her chest without a second thought.

Tang Wen’s throat was dry. "Just showing your head like that is terrifying."

MWAH~

Hu Yun didn’t bother to explain. She thoughtfully straightened her boyfriend’s head and planted a kiss on his cheek.

The group of people and beasts landed on the ground. After resting for no more than an hour, Tang Wen, deep in Meditation, opened his eyes. They flashed with a brilliant light.

His Spiritual Power was completely restored.

He was now using the Pictographic Meditation Method of seventy-two characters, passed down by his new master—the Fourth-Grade Shadow Tiger. It had replaced the Bai Family’s Meditation Method he had been cultivating.

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Inside Tang Wen’s Sea of Consciousness, forty-three Ancient Characters lit up in succession. He was still a long way from reaching Perfection in his Cultivation.