Sizing Things Up II

The sound of the airflow outside began to change, becoming blurred, and then gradually becoming like human voices.

Zhang Rongfang's heart stirred, and he lowered his guard, letting his consciousness be drawn into a trance.

Soon, his vision blurred for a moment, then returned to normal.

Everything around was the same as before, except that there was another person in the study.

Someone he knew quite well.

"It's been such a short time since we last met, but you've given me quite a surprise." The man was dressed in a white Daoist robe, with long hair flowing down his shoulders. He was plump and had a kind face.

It was another Yue Dewen, Xue Tong, who had been living in seclusion in Wish Woman Canyon.

He looks much cleaner and tidier now than before.

"Senior!" Zhang Rongfang raised an eyebrow slightly, "It was just a last resort."

He sighed.

"What happened before was due to the overwhelming circumstances. I was powerless to resist alone, and the forces around me were far inferior to those who had accumulated power over many years. So I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure."

"Now that the Daoists of the Human Immortal Temple have scattered and wandered away, what are your plans?" Xue Tong asked in a deep voice. "Do you know that, without your knowledge, they have been using blood to continuously create their own forces? These small forces are appearing very quickly now. Because there are too many people who want to regain their youth."

"I understand. I also expected this situation to occur." Zhang Rongfang stood with his hands behind his back, looking out at the cliff outside the window.

"All of this is just a stopgap measure."

"What Eastern Sect Secret Treasure do you possess that allow you to accomplish such outrageous feats? Do you know that the Human Immortal Temple has already shaken the foundations of the Gods and Buddhas' rule? They will surely retaliate fiercely and attack you! What will you use to stop them then? Those people you released."

"Since they chose to acquire it, they must pay the price," Zhang Rongfang interrupted him.

"The Blood Descendant who left the Human Immortal Temple are like dandelion seeds scattered by the wind. They land, they take root, and they grow new branches and leaves. This is everything they must face."

"It seems you've figured everything out. I won't say any more. I've come here today to discuss something with you," Xue Tong changed the subject.

"Please speak, senior," Zhang Rongfang said with a smile.

"You and Wish Woman seem to have a good relationship?" Xue Tong asked.

"It's just a mutually beneficial arrangement."

"That's enough. As long as we can communicate, could you lend me a hand and help me leave this canyon?"

"Please give your instructions, senior. Tell me how you want to cooperate," Zhang Rongfang said directly. The other party had helped him a lot in the past, so it was only natural for him to repay the favor this time.

"This is simple. Just help me." Suddenly, Xue Tong's figure twisted and flickered as if a signal had been jammed, then dissipated like a soap bubble.

The sound stopped abruptly.

Zhang Rongfang was slightly taken aback, and his expression became solemn.

He sensed something was wrong.

Something seems to be approaching.

Very fast!! Very fast!! After thinking for a moment.

Whoosh! He suddenly disappeared from the study, leaped out of the cave, and headed towards the direction in which the thing was approaching.

*** Wish Woman Canyon.

A young man in white robes and blue outer garments, holding a folding fan in one hand, was sprinting straight towards the canyon with his back bent.

Behind him followed a giant man three meters tall, Yuan Feng, who had just set off from the Western Sect True Buddha Temple.

He then informed the Sang Lan Sect Leader, about the mission.

Without a word, the cult leader immediately set off. The two of them formed First Squad and raced madly towards Wushan Prefecture.

They set off without any preparation, dressed only in casual clothes.

If they get thirsty or hungry along the way, they can easily catch some prey to satisfy their hunger.

At this moment, the two of them moved through the forest like rockets, passing through many trees in the blink of an eye. With a light leap, they landed on a high slope near the Wish Woman Canyon and looked into the distance.

"A place shrouded in the Remnant God," Sang Lan said leisurely, glancing towards the Wish Woman Canyon.

"Are you going?" Yuan Feng asked breathlessly from behind. The runner was running so fast that Yuan Feng couldn't keep up.

"No need, let's go straight to the destination. The sooner we find the Taboo point, the sooner we can return to continue watching the Hundred Fragrance Banquet." Sang Lan remained expressionless, slightly turned, and continued rushing towards Wushan Prefecture.

That's just his decisive and efficient personality.

Yuan Feng stood behind him, speechless.

The so-called Hundred Fragrance Banquet is an upgraded version of the Heavenly Demon Dance, except that the women in it are replaced with female martial artists with stronger physiques, so that the host and guests can enjoy themselves.

The two used their movement techniques and disappeared from their original spot in the blink of an eye.

Not long after they left.

A figure shot out from the Wish Woman Canyon and landed on this high ground. It was Zhang Rongfang, who had just sensed something was wrong.

He frowned and looked down, searching for clues nearby.

"Two people. Both are very strong. One of them can even influence and disrupt the situation in the canyon."

Zhang Rongfang's expression was solemn. Just by getting close, he could affect the environment within the canyon, which showed that the person who came must have a deep connection with gods and Gods and Buddhas.

After all, the Wish Woman Canyon is protected by the Wish Woman, and apart from gods Gods and Buddhas, no other force could possibly influence this place.

He crouched down and carefully examined the marks on the ground.

On the entire high ground, there were only two pairs of footprints, pointing towards Wushan Prefecture.

"It seems they're heading to Wushan Prefecture."

Only then did the skilled defenders in the canyon realize what was happening and quickly approached.

Although they are already very fast, they are still far from the top level. That's undeniable.

Zhang Rongfang pondered the words "Wushan Prefecture".

He was somewhat worried about his sister; with such a powerful figure passing through, trouble was likely brewing.

"Someone come here!"

"Exist."

A master of the Rebel Sect quickly rushed out of the Woodland and bowed to him.

"Ask the surrounding affiliated forces who passed by just now. Also, send people to Wushan Prefecture to identify our spies and see if any experts have entered the city," Zhang Rongfang quickly ordered.

"Yes!"

No sooner had he finished speaking Zhang Rongfang headed towards Wushan Prefecture.

***In a small house in a hutong within the city.

A Kuan held a small Wooden Puppet in his hands, coughing occasionally as he played with the Wooden Puppet's hands and feet with great interest, bending them back and forth and posing them in various different ways.

Puff.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and the latch that was inserted behind the door was easily removed.

A Kuan was startled by the sound of the door latch breaking. He quickly stood up from the stool and stared nervously at the doorway.

Two men, one tall and one short, both with robust builds, strode into the house.

One of the men was dressed like a wealthy young master, with a refined and elegant appearance.

The other person was three meters tall and had to stoop to enter the room. He had a rough and rugged demeanor, was muscular, and dressed as a monk.

"This is it."

The rich young master dressed up as Sang Lan Sect Leader of the sect, had just arrived in the city and found her way there.

His gaze was calm as he scanned the room and quickly locked onto the little boy, A Kuan.

"It's him?" Yuan Feng's eyes fell on the little boy.

"No, it's what he has." Sang Lan was even more precise. With a glance, she recognized the source of the Taboo.

He stepped forward and reached out to grab the Wooden Puppet from the boy's hand.

"To snatch a child's belongings is not the conduct of a gentleman."

Suddenly a voice came from outside the door.

Sang Lan picked up the Wooden Puppet and turned to look at the doorway.

A pretty, flat-chested woman dressed in blue stood outside the door.

The woman held a short knife, her brows furrowed, staring at the two people in the room.

Ran Xin Yue was strolling around the city when she noticed something amiss and rushed over.

After meeting Zhang Rongfang, she took the opportunity to relax and buy some things in the city.

However, with rising prices and controlled supplies, the variety of goods has decreased significantly, so even after a considerable amount of time, we still haven't been able to gather them all.

Now they were worried, but they never expected to see Sang Lan and her companion enter the city without any disguise, as if they were in an empty place.

So they followed.

"Who are you?" Yuan Feng's expression hardened. Sensing that the other party was also Worship God, he immediately asked.

"You two are here to right wrongs. Tell me, what is your purpose in coming here? If you agree, I might consider letting you go," Ran Xin Yue said confidently.

She sensed that the two people opposite her were also Worship God. Although their auras were somewhat obscure and strange, it was unlikely that any troublesome people would come from such a small place.

More importantly, the group paid close attention to Zhang Rongfang's every move.

The Wooden Puppet was personally given to the little boy by Zhang Rongfang, so it must have some deeper meaning.

They also had people observing and investigating nearby, and they didn't want anyone to interfere with this situation.

So, on the one hand, she happened to be nearby, and on the other hand, Zhang Rongfang was also involved.

She immediately combined the two factors and stepped forward decisively.

"Let us go?" Sang Lan suddenly laughed. "The weaker they are, the more confident they are."

"Mr. Sang Lan, this person is also Worship God. What should we do?" Yuan Feng asked from the side.

"Get rid of it. Our actions are righteous, and no one will object. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to get back to the banquet." Sang Lan picked up the Wooden Puppet and examined it carefully, but found nothing unusual about it.

"Deal with me? What arrogance!" Ran Xin Yue's face turned cold, and she slowly tightened her grip on the short knife in her hand.

***A moment later.

A trickle of blood flowed from beneath Ran Xin Yue, slowly disappearing into the drainage ditch at the alley entrance.

She knelt on the ground, the huge gash in her abdomen trying to heal on its own, but the Spirit Thread at the edge of the wound seemed to have been severely damaged, and the healing process was much slower than usual.

She never expected it; it was just a few moves! She was completely suppressed and predicted, going from striking first to being forced to defend, then having her defenses breached and her vitals struck. Part of her Spirit Thread was devoured.

All of this took only a few seconds.

"I'm sorry, Non-Self my intention to attack a woman." Yuan Feng made a Buddhist gesture with one hand. "But since you have any connection with this place, I have no choice."

"Aren't you going to reveal the Final Form yet?"

He walked step by step toward Ran Xin Yue.

Ran Xin Yue gritted her teeth, trying to stand up, but she couldn't move at all. She dared not use the Final Form; if she did, it would surely attract the attention of the Gods and Buddhas she worshipped, and all the cover-ups and isolation she had done before would be in vain.

Whoosh! In an instant, a figure in a black dress landed lightly, blocking Ran Xin Yue's path.

The figure had waist-length black hair, piercing eyes, and wore Silver Gloves as thin as cicada wings. It was none other than the Heavenly Maiden Tong Zhang, who was temporarily residing in the city.

Not only that, outside the alley, there was an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a gray robe with flowing sleeves. As if he didn't see the blood flowing on the ground, he leisurely walked into the alley and approached the group.

"I have been out of the public eye for a long time, but I never expected to show my face so recently. After living in seclusion for so many years, I have still been discovered." The old man had a kind face, a youthful appearance and white hair, and looked like an ordinary old teacher at an academy.

However, the robe he was wearing was not of the usual style.

Instead, it was Confucian Robe!

"Confucian Sect? Dongfang Mu?" Yuan Feng's expression froze when he saw the newcomer.

Their surprise attack turned into chaos, and all sorts of people who were hiding were blown out.

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