A Little Show

Hearing Indra's reason for coming, quite a few people turned their attention to Lü Ci in the group.

He was not a Tang Sect disciple either, but the Lu Family's second young master.

However, his older brother, Lu Ren, had died at the hands of the demon Nikaido Eita when the four sects had joined forces to attack the Hie Ninja.

To avenge his brother, Lü Ci had gone to great lengths to infiltrate the ten-man team.

Tang Bingwen sighed and said helplessly, "Brother Indra, we of the Tang Sect are businessmen. Tang Sect business has never allowed outsiders to interfere.

The Hie Ninja are the same. Once they sink their teeth in, they won't let go."

His meaning was clear: if the Three One Sect got involved, the remnants of the Hie Ninja would likely target the Three One Sect relentlessly for years to come.

Indra's expression did not change as he replied calmly, "Sect Leader Tang, I came this time for business as well. Besides, if I didn't come, would the Three One Sect not be targeted?

Please rest assured on that front, Sect Leader Tang. When it comes to dealing with the Japanese, our Three One Sect has its own principles."

"..." Tang Bingwen was at a loss for words.

After considering it several times, he said in a deep voice, "Even so, the ten-man team for this battle has already been decided. We need not trouble you, Mr. Qiao."

"That's not how it should be, Sect Leader Tang. Since I've come to help, I'll see it through to the end. Besides..."

Before Indra had finished speaking, his left hand suddenly shot out and covered Tang Bingwen's ruined left eye.

Tang Bingwen had failed an assassination attempt in his youth and paid for it with that eye.

His remaining right eye contracted sharply. He was astonished by Indra's speed; he had barely had time to react.

The Tang Sect disciples behind him were all alarmed and were about to act when Tang Bingwen raised a hand to stop them.

"Don't move. He has no killing intent."

He raised his sole remaining eye and stared at Indra before him. "Little brother, what do you mean by this?"

"Sect Leader Tang is a man of great righteousness. I admire you. Consider this a gift from me."

Indra unhurriedly withdrew his hand and looked at his fingertips, which had been corroded by qi poison.

His five fingers had already turned purplish-black, and blood began to seep from them almost immediately.

Just as the qi poison was about to spread through his body, it seemed to be restrained by something and was expelled in an instant.

A light breeze swept past, and the qi poison coiling around Indra's body promptly vanished without a trace.

The Tang Sect disciples behind Tang Bingwen watched the scene with both vigilance and astonishment.

[Toxic Miasma] was the Tang Sect's signature defensive technique.

Once activated, qi poison protected the body. Mere contact could erode a human body, and ordinary methods could not dispel it at all.

Indra was the first person to erase qi poison so effortlessly right before their eyes.

Yet compared to the stunned Tang Sect disciples behind him, Tang Bingwen was even more incredulous as he reached up to touch his left eye.

The clear vision and the moving eyeball both proved that his left eye had returned.

Reviving the dead and healing bones!

Those words could not help but surface in Tang Bingwen's mind.

With just a light touch, Indra had restored the left eye he had lost decades ago.

He could not possibly call this "medical skill." This was already a legendary divine ability.

"Well, Sect Leader Tang? Can I join?"

Indra asked with a smile. This time, Tang Bingwen did not hesitate in the slightest.

"We wholeheartedly welcome your participation. Our Tang Sect is deeply honored!" Tang Bingwen, normally stern and unsmiling, forcibly pulled a smile onto his face.

A divine physician among divine physicians!

Such a person deserved preferential treatment anywhere.

Tang Bingwen had become sect leader, so naturally he was no fool. He understood perfectly well what this meant.

Even if Indra did not contribute a shred of effort in this arranged battle, merely standing there would raise the entire team's morale and fighting strength by several levels.

He had not only brought ten people this time; he had also secretly deployed over half of the Tang Sect's personnel, all to pull out the Hie Ninja thorn once and for all.

There would inevitably be many casualties in this battle. With Indra present, the Tang Sect could preserve as much of its fighting force as possible.

No matter what, he had to take good care of this revered figure!

Seeing Tang Bingwen's attitude take a complete one-eighty, Indra shuddered.

He had been a rather stern old man just moments ago. That sudden smile was actually a little creepy.

Indra went on ahead, riding his flying sword to the village up ahead.

He lightly leaped off the blade and landed steadily on the ground, while the short sword beneath his feet accurately returned to its sheath.

The two Tang Sect disciples stationed at the village entrance to receive them were both dumbfounded by Indra's display.

Was this person an enemy or an ally?

As they hesitated, Tang Bingwen arrived on horseback with the others. "Miaoxing, this is an honored guest of our Tang Sect. What's the situation up there now?"

Tang Miaoxing immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained the situation to Tang Bingwen.

"Sect Leader, they've been making arrangements in the mountains for a long time. Their people are everywhere. It's hard for our people to enter the mountains without being noticed.

So we haven't been able to investigate the exact situation in the mountains or at that hole."

Tang Bingwen had expected this answer.

After all, if the Hie Ninja had chosen this place, it was impossible for them not to have prepared beforehand.

The next moment, Tang Miaoxing leaned closer and whispered, "Sect Leader, our people couldn't find anything, but someone else did. I just didn't dare make the decision on my own..."

His gaze turned toward the village, where Bearded Liao, holding a tobacco pipe, slowly emerged with his disciple, Guang Shihua.

Bearded Liao took a drag and said impatiently, "Boss Tang, this kid's got a wooden head. Every other word out of his mouth is sect rules. Am I supposed to send away the help that came knocking at your door?"

"Bearded Liao, don't blame the boy. The sect rules really do limit him..."

Before Tang Bingwen could finish, Bearded Liao yanked him over.

Throwing an arm around Tang Bingwen's shoulders, he cursed, "Don't give me that crap. How come that young man from the Lu Family and this handsome young fellow are traveling with you?"

Bearded Liao's few words left Tang Bingwen speechless.

As he went on cursing, Bearded Liao poked Tang Bingwen's left eye. "Well, damn~ You had a fake eyeball put in there, didn't you? Looks pretty real!"

"This one's real."

Even Tang Bingwen was left helpless before the forthright Bearded Liao.

He promptly brought Bearded Liao and Guang Shihua inside to discuss matters in detail.

Indra, who remained outside, looked toward the group of ten who had come along on this trip.

Lu Huizhong, dressed simply, was the first to come over. "This young man is really handsome! Such delicate skin—he's even fairer than me!"

"Isn't he just? He looks even younger than the Lu Family's Second Young Master!" Tang Gao, dressed in yellow, also came over to flatter him before asking in a low voice, "Young man, how did you instantly heal the Sect Leader's left eye?"

As the Tang Sect's apothecary, he was far too curious.

Medical skill capable of healing even an eyeball was something Tang Gao had never heard of before.

"You can think of it as my ability. It can't be taught to anyone else."

Indra's answer greatly disappointed Tang Gao, though he could understand it.

If such an ability could truly be passed down, it would have become widely known long ago.

Still, for Indra, an innate Gifted, to awaken such an ability was simply absurd.