Chapter 846
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Chapter 846 The Second Eye of the Flood
“Brother Fang, I believe Tiancheng… has a serious problem,” Huaixu said.
“Yes, I sensed it too,” Fang Yu replied.
The last time he saw Tiancheng, the strongest impression Fang Yu had was that he was a bully who feared the strong.
But this time when meeting Tiancheng, his reaction to Huaixu seemed a bit too calm.
Whether apologizing to Huaixu, lending more than twenty mages, or even when mentioning the medical expenses, he showed no emotional fluctuations, and Fang Yu couldn’t see any reluctance in his eyes.
For human nature, this was obviously abnormal.
“Ambushed by the Half-Spirit Clan…” Huaixu frowned deeply and asked, “What exactly happened during that time?”
“Do you think Tiancheng is being controlled by the Half-Spirit Clan?” Fang Yu asked.
Huaixu didn’t speak, but the gravity in his expression revealed his thoughts.
“It’s possible, because the old man Tiancheng is indeed not behaving like his usual self,” Fang Yu said. “But it’s not a big problem.”
“Brother Fang, what do you have in mind?” Huaixu immediately looked at Fang Yu and asked.
“It’s simple. Since he sent twenty-six mages, we should naturally start with these mages,” Fang Yu smiled.
“You mean… investigate these mages?” Huaixu asked.
“No, the Half-Spirit Clan’s mind control techniques are quite peculiar, and it’s difficult to use external magic to detect whether they’re being controlled,” Fang Yu shook his head slightly and said.
“Then how can we…” Huaixu’s brow furrowed deeper as he asked.
“It’s simple. Let’s assume they are controlled by the Half-Spirit Clan. If so, the Half-Spirit Clan must have a purpose in sending these mages to us,” Fang Yu said. “Twenty-six five-star mages – this force isn’t particularly strong and can’t cause too much trouble. The purpose of sending them here is most likely to gather intelligence.”
“Which means… at this point, if we pretend not to know, we can feed a lot of false information to the Half-Spirit Clan and mislead them.”
“Of course, even if these people aren’t being controlled, there’s no harm in doing this.”
Huaixu immediately understood Fang Yu’s meaning.
“However, considering they’ve already started using self-destruction tactics, we should be cautious. Try to isolate these twenty-six mages from others and assign trustworthy people to watch over them,” Fang Yu said. “How is Zheng Ze’s recovery coming along?”
“His physical condition should be mostly recovered, but his strength will be difficult to restore to its peak,” Huaixu said.
“Then let him supervise this mage team. It won’t require too much effort,” Fang Yu said.
…
Tiancheng and Shangqing didn’t return to the Order’s headquarters, but instead went to a forest outside the wilderness.
A figure glowing with light was floating in mid-air in a meditation posture.
Shangqing and Tiancheng stopped in front of him and knelt down together.
“Lord Jiukong,” Shangqing and Tiancheng spoke simultaneously.
Jiukong didn’t respond.
Shangqing and Tiancheng stood up and stepped aside.
At this moment, Shangqing extended his right hand and patted Tiancheng’s forehead.
A flash of light passed from his palm, and Tiancheng’s expression immediately changed.
“Shangqing… I never thought you would fall so low!” Tiancheng’s face darkened with shock and anger.
He could see and hear everything that had just happened, but like a spectator, he was trapped inside his own body.
Every word he said, every expression he showed, was beyond his control!
He clearly understood that he had been controlled!
“This isn’t falling low, this is enlightenment!” Shangqing widened his eyes, which flashed with cold light, and said, “Following under you, at most I’d become a seven-star Grand Mage. Even if I became an eight-star Grand Mage like you, so what?”
“When you met that Fang Yu, weren’t you beaten until you could only submit? When you met Lord Jiukong, you couldn’t even withstand a single move!”
“Mages are inherently weak and always at a disadvantage in combat! That’s undeniable!”
Hearing these words, Tiancheng’s face darkened as he said, “If you look down on mages so much, you shouldn’t have chosen this path in the first place!”
“This isn’t looking down, it’s just a clear recognition,” Shangqing laughed coldly and said, “I’ve been a mage for so many years and gradually realized the importance of strength.”
“Look at the martial world in North Capital, with so many powerful martial families and sects. And all the rankings from the Sky-Watching Bureau.”
“Among all the factions, have you ever heard of any mage making it onto the rankings? Or any extremely powerful mage family? No, right?”
Tiancheng’s face turned ashen, and he remained silent.
“This is the issue of strength, you can’t deny it, can you? Mages do have advantages, but unfortunately, they’re far inferior to traditional warriors and cultivators,” Shangqing said. “The only reason mages still have some status today is because of the reputation of the Order organization and the fame established by those stronger mages from the past.”
“What exactly do you want to do?” Tiancheng couldn’t hold back anymore and asked.
“I want to become the strongest mage in the world, making everyone in Yan Xia and even the entire world know and fear my existence,” Shangqing said. “This is something you cannot achieve. But Immortal Daokong can help me reach this level.”
Hearing this answer and seeing the fanaticism in Shangqing’s eyes, Tiancheng’s heart sank to the bottom.
He had thought Shangqing was also being controlled, but now it seemed he was most likely serving voluntarily.
“…The existence of the Half-Spirit Clan is heretical. All heretics will eventually be eliminated,” Tiancheng stared at Shangqing and said solemnly. “Shangqing, if you pull back from the brink now, there’s still a chance to turn back. Otherwise, you will fall into an endless abyss with the Half-Spirit Clan, never to rise again.”
Hearing these words, Shangqing sneered and said, “Tiancheng, even at this point, you still can’t help but lecture me.”
Tiancheng remained silent.
“Let me put it this way: even if Immortal Daokong’s plan ultimately fails and the Half-Spirit Clan is exterminated, I have no regrets,” Shangqing said. “At least I’ve seen hope. Continuing to follow you, doing those so-called order-maintaining tasks… that would truly be a dead end.”
With matters having reached this point, Tiancheng’s eyes filled with disappointment, and he spoke no more.
“Tiancheng, just stay inside your own body and watch as our Half-Spirit Clan ascends step by step,” Shangqing said with a cold smile, raising his right hand and lightly tapping Tiancheng’s forehead.
“Zing!”
A flash of light quickly passed, and Tiancheng’s expression returned to its wooden state.
Shangqing led Tiancheng back in front of Jiukong.
Jiukong, who had been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly opened them, his amber pupils emitting a sharp light.
Tiancheng and Shangqing immediately knelt down.
“Immortal Daokong just conveyed a message to me,” Jiukong spoke, his voice deep and resonant like a bell.
Shangqing and Tiancheng knelt on the ground, motionless.
“Hunliu is confirmed dead,” Jiukong continued.
“What!?”
Hearing this news, Shangqing suddenly raised his head, eyes wide with disbelief.
How could Lord Hunliu be dead?
With his mysterious methods and strength, who could kill him?
More importantly, Hunliu was Shangqing’s guide!
It was Hunliu who had brought him into the Half-Spirit Clan!
Now, Hunliu had perished…
“Lord Jiukong… who killed Lord Hunliu?” Shangqing asked with a trembling voice.
“Fang. Zhang. Sheng.” Jiukong pronounced each word distinctly.
As he spoke, a terrifying killing intent emanated from his body.
Fang Yu!? Him again!
“Lord Jiukong, did Immortal Daokong give any instructions?” Shangqing asked, gritting his teeth and trying to suppress the grief and anger in his heart.
“He… told me not to rush to find Fang Yu,” Jiukong said. “The second Eye of the Flood is about to open… Fang Yu will definitely be there, and he wants me to make my move then.”
“Lord Jiukong, when the time comes… please allow me to fight alongside you. I want to personally avenge Lord Hunliu!” Shangqing said fiercely, his eyes bloodshot.
Jiukong looked down at Shangqing.
Having merged with the Taisui Armor, he had enough confidence to kill Fang Yu without any help.
And Shangqing’s strength was actually like that of an ant, unable to make any difference.
But finally, he uttered two words: “Very well.”
…
The twenty-six mages brought by Tiancheng were settled in a separate warrior camp.
“Master, Mr. Fang… you mean you want me to…” Zheng Ze, who had returned after recovering from his injuries, stood before Fang Yu and Huaixu with a face full of surprise.
