Chapter 1572 - 5: Pursuit, Escape, Wan Ling Zhi Forest [2-in-1]

Chapter 1572: Chapter 5: Pursuit, Escape, Wan Ling Zhi Forest [2-in-1]

Yu Zhongge’s cultivation and battle power—both Mo Gan Yun and Xue Wanren knew them very well.

Among the three, he couldn’t be said to firmly hold first place, but he was on par with Mo Gan Yun. The two fought often, sometimes this one won, sometimes that one won.

In the Life and Death Patrol Team, his battle power was steadily ranked in the top three.

Yet with that kind of cultivation and battle power, after trading just one move with Yemo, he almost got killed!

This was simply unbelievable!

Yu Zhongge came back to his senses, smeared on some wound salve, and swallowed an Elixir Pill.

He took a deep breath and said, "The battle power gap is huge. Sure, I suddenly rushed in without going all out, and Yemo must have been caught off guard, so he might not have used his full strength either."

"When his sword tip touched my throat, I twisted away in that instant. Even though I moved fast, I still got hurt, but Yemo didn’t have time to exert strength—that much is obvious."

"So if we talk real martial power, Yemo’s battle power should be just a notch below Boss, but compared to us, he’s much stronger."

Yu Zhongge sighed. "We still lack true life-and-death combat. That gap is huge. And our cultivation is far from reaching the level of true geniuses... Today was a heavy blow."

"Next we have to push ourselves harder."

Mo Gan Yun was silent for a moment, then spoke.

Xue Wanren stood off to the side in silence, saying nothing, just letting out another sigh over his own life.

Damn it, you all still need to step it up... then when the hell am I ever going to catch up?

I’m already way too far behind...

The three were silent for a while. Yu Zhongge looked at the vast mountains and forests, pressed his lips together with some unwillingness, and said, "Let’s go back... With the current Yemo, even if we manage to catch up to him, it won’t change anything."

Xue Wanren reminded them, "How could Yemo suddenly show up? He definitely did something in Baiyun State. We need to hurry back and investigate that."

"Right, let’s get back quickly!"

The three vanished like lightning.

...

Yu Zhongge’s shout of "Yemo" startled more than just his own people.

Not far away in the city, Feng Yun and his two men had just settled in, and clearly heard that cry.

"Yemo!"

Feng Yun’s eyes sharpened. "Feng Yi! Bring Yemo back!"

"Yes!"

With a whoosh, Feng Yi had already torn through the sky and was gone; that one word "yes" was actually transmitted from a thousand feet away.

Feng Yun’s gaze grew heavy, and he sent a message to Yin Shen Palace: "Yin Shen Palace, what is Yemo doing in Baiyun State?"

Over at Yin Shen Palace, they were startled.

How did Feng Yun find out so fast?

They quickly replied, "I sent him to kill someone."

"Kill who?" Feng Yun pressed relentlessly.

"Meng Chizheng of Baiyun Martial Academy. Over the years, this man has uprooted quite a few of the pieces I planted in Baiyun Martial Academy, and recently he’s reportedly investigating again. Just so happens Yemo was not far from Donghu..."

Yin Shen Palace could only grit their teeth and make something up.

After all, taking out Meng Chizheng to earn merit—that was their own idea. This was paving the road for their disciple; if they admitted Meng Chizheng was their asset and no longer needed... then damn it, not only would Yemo’s credit be gone, it would also easily leave them vulnerable to criticism.

It would be fine if Vice Sect Master Yan knew about this; Feng Yun shouldn’t be in the loop.

"Keep the Southeast seventeen states peaceful for now!"

Feng Yun gave a warning. "Given the situation, Baiyun State is already jumpy and on edge; it’s not suitable for any more actions."

"Understood."

"Has Yemo killed Meng Le yet?"

"He hasn’t reported back to me."

"Where is Yemo going next?"

"He should be looking for a place to go into closed-door cultivation."

Yin Shen Palace felt there was nothing wrong with that answer.

Yemo was searching for Blood Dragon Ginseng and comprehending Hen Tian Blade—wasn’t that basically the same as going into seclusion? So... this was the truth.

"Closed-door cultivation site?"

Feng Yun frowned. "What level is Yemo trying to break through to?"

"Monarch Level."

Yin Shen Palace forced themselves to answer.

Just answering these questions had already left them dizzy and cross-eyed.

Because they had to separate the identities of Yemo and Fang Che from every angle. Although Feng Yun had never said it outright, based on many years of Jianghu experience, Yin Shen Palace judged that Feng Yun must already be suspicious.

Under normal circumstances, someone like Yemo, just an assassin, wasn’t worth Feng Yun bringing up again and again like this.

Unless Feng Yun had discovered something, or guessed something.

"Monarch Level?"

Feng Yun was clearly unconvinced. "Yemo is only Emperor Level right now?"

"Yes. A month ago, he mentioned he was going to go into seclusion for a while to break through to Monarch Level."

Yin Shen Palace said.

Feng Yun was silent for a while.

"You may withdraw for now."

"Yes."

After ending the communication, Yin Shen Palace immediately compiled the information they had just given, wrote it on a sheet of paper: Report to Feng Yun—Yemo is about to go into seclusion to break through to Monarch Level.

They read it several times, committing it to memory.

Then burned the paper.

They sent a message to Yan Nan: "Just now Young Master Feng Yun was asking again about Yemo’s cultivation. In order to distinguish Yemo from Fang Che, I said that Yemo is at Peak stage Emperor Level and about to break through to Monarch Level."

Then they messaged Yemo: "I told Feng Yun that you are currently at this stage and about to break through to Monarch Level."

Only then did they let out a breath.

They collapsed onto the chair.

For a time, their mind and spirit were completely exhausted.

Slowly, they felt that they’d already become some king of liars—aside from Yan Nan and Yemo, they basically hadn’t told the truth to anyone.

Feng Yun was fiddling with the Communication Jade in his hand, a faintly dissatisfied look on his face.

"Still not Monarch Level?"

"This Yin Shen Palace is obviously not telling the truth."

Feng Er said, "Once Big Brother brings Yemo back, everything will be clear."

Feng Yun was silent for a long while, then said softly, "He won’t be able to bring him back."

...

Feng Yi directly tore space open and stepped out of the city in One Step.

With Divine Sense sensing, in an instant he flashed to the sky above the spot where Yemo and Yu Zhongge had traded that single move.