I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 867 - 161: Sanctuary Demeanor

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Chapter 867: Chapter 161: Sanctuary Demeanor

Grandmasters are, of course, immensely powerful; their spirit-qualified bodies can nearly be immune to dual-qualitative transformations of spiritual power accumulation. Only spirit arts that have undergone a third qualitative transformation can deal sufficient damage to them. However, to reach such densities of spiritual power, the combined attacks from the Fierce Realm and the technique of the King Realm are indispensable. Even the ultimate moves of grandmasters against each other cannot easily decide a battle in one fight; distinguishing victors is easy, but determining life or death is difficult.

Especially with the grandmasters’ unique Spiritual Light Escape Technique, which outpaces even sound, thus ensuring that unless a master expressly seeks death, they will almost certainly find a way to escape with their lives, even in the face of King Realm powerhouses, not completely devoid of the power to flee.

Yet grandmasters are after all only grandmasters. Their ability to escape death does not mean they can ensure safety for all; to put it bluntly, with the current strength of the Tang Clan, a few top Martial Ancestor teams can contain a grandmaster. This fact made the clanspeople in the central hall quite doubtful that merely having more grandmasters could withstand the direct pressure they faced.

Tang Luo looked at the flickering eyes of the crowd and understood their concerns. He said lightly, “Within a hundred years, I will certainly prove my path to the other shore and achieve the King Realm. I think a King Realm martial artist, along with dozens of masters, should be enough to deter rash actions. Even if the Han Family is defeated, we should be able to buy enough time for our clanspeople to evacuate.”

The news from Martial Saint Mountain was relayed by Xiao Jinlin. Because he communicated it directly to the clan leader, many people were unaware of who exactly stood before them. Facing the majority’s skeptical gazes, a brilliant, sun-like divine soul emerged above Tang Luo’s head, illuminating the entire central hall.

This was the shock and confidence brought by a nineteen-year-old Fierce Realm martial artist.

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When Elder Xu of the Xu Clan arrived at Lanshan City at the end of September, he casually threw the rewards for Longxi’s rankings towards the Sect Head Residence and sat in the main hall like a lord.

“You’re here, so why the anger? Is it because you couldn’t find a brothel to stay at on the road?”

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“Brother, you didn’t mention in your plan that this would involve Bu Xiao!”

The Xu Clan’s charming peach-blossom eyes were full of annoyance as he complained, “If I had known it would come to this, I’d rather have killed that Duan Qiuchou myself. Do you realize that Bu Xiao has been stripped of his Saint Child identity and sentenced to three years of confinement at Bifang Mountain?”

“Oh, have some tea.” Tang Luo appeared very calm, because from the beginning he knew that a calamity of this magnitude was something a mere first disciple of Dapeng Mountain couldn’t withstand; it had to be someone of a suitable status to bear the consequences. It seemed Bu Xiao was this person, also serving as an explanation to the other two great holy lands.

“Aren’t you surprised?” Elder Xu was astonished at Tang Luo’s composure, urging, “This is the Saint Child of the Heaven Sect being stripped of his status because of your machinations, aren’t you worried at all?!”

“How should I be worried?” Tang Luo shrugged and said, “The fault wasn’t mine, the person wasn’t shielded by me, and it certainly wasn’t me who did the punishing. Do you really think Bu Xiao was stripped of the Saint Child title because of protecting Duan Qiuchou?”

Xu Lao Ying was taken aback, puzzled he asked, “Otherwise, what?”

Not hurrying to answer Xu Lao Ying’s question, Tang Luo suddenly asked, “You’ve been in touch with Martial Saint Mountain for so long now, tell me what do you think of it as an organization?”

“enmm… perhaps it’s a large martial arts research institution that constantly studies and explores,” Xu Lao Ying pondered for a while before defining, “Compared to other holy lands, Martial Saint Mountain cares more about uncovering the possibilities of martial arts. Especially in the eyes of some mountain masters, right and wrong are negligible compared to martial arts research, so many tyrants who bring disaster to a region, when they have nowhere else to turn, will offer their martial arts research to Martial Saint Mountain in hopes of protection, and Martial Saint Mountain is open to all comers.”

“Then think again, what kind of person is Bu Xiao?”

Speaking of this good friend, Xu Lao Ying’s spirit was lifted as he praised highly, “Brother Bu is exceptionally gifted, proud above all others, and harbors grand ambitions and aspirations. Although our acquaintance has been brief, Brother Bu never mentioned his own interests and passions, but judging by his daily behavior, saying he is Martial Saint Mountain’s most diligent Saint Child in history wouldn’t be an overstatement. Yet such a top-notch Saint Child had his status removed—I really don’t understand what the master of Dapeng Mountain was thinking.”

“You see, that’s the problem. High talent and diligent, with grand blueprints in heart—such a person should be a Saint Child for the Wang Clan of the Southern Skies or the An Clan of Zhongzhou, but Martial Saint Mountain?” Tang Luo shook his head and said with a faint smile, “Even if nothing happened today, sooner or later Martial Saint Mountain would have had to discipline and warn him anyway, because Bu Xiao’s temperament doesn’t fit in with Martial Saint Mountain, do you understand?”

“How is that possible!” Xu Lao Ying retorted, unconvinced, “Brother Bu is the only Saint Child in a thousand years to be selected by the Dao Child’s undefeated record, ranking at the forefront in both governance and martial arts, and you say he doesn’t suit Martial Saint Mountain—that’s absurd!”

“Absurd? Maybe not,” Tang Luo poured himself another cup of tea, speaking calmly, “There are mostly martial arts researchers on Martial Saint Mountain, differentiated only by their levels of cultivation. But do you know what martial arts researchers least want to do? It’s engaging in meaningless and time-wasting activities, and war is the most meaningless and time-wasting of all. Unfortunately, your Brother Bu doesn’t think so. His ambition isn’t to become a researcher; he wants to be the king of Martial Saint Mountain, the king of Longzhou, even the king of the world. Such a person, other than causing trouble for the researchers, I currently see no indispensable reason for his existence.”

Although they had only met a few times, Tang Luo was certain about Bu Xiao’s vision, because from the way he treated those proud scions of the world’s families, it was clear. This Saint Child of Martial Saint Mountain did not treat those prominent Longzhou families as independent entities; instead, he saw them as vassals of Martial Saint Mountain, and even in his eyes, the attitude of those noble sons toward him should be like that of the servants on Bifang Mountain.

Exceptional talent and a high position, if such a person also has enough ambition and a desire for control in his heart, then that’s really a terrifying thing.

Xu Lao Ying suddenly felt a little lost in thought, as he vaguely sensed that Tang Luo’s understanding of Bu Xiao was deeper than his own, even though he considered himself a close friend. What’s even more disheartening was that he found himself persuaded.

And the sad part was, he felt he was facing the same problem as Bu Xiao.

Heaving a deep sigh, Xu Lao Ying picked up the cup of already cool tea in front of him, drained it in one go, and then said dejectedly, “Cousin, based on what you’ve said, it’s probably also difficult for me to become Sect Head of the Xu Clan, right?”

“Well… that’s not necessarily the case, I think the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou is a particularly pragmatic holy land, if your cultivation and power are both unquestionable, then there shouldn’t be any problem for you to become Sect Head, right?”