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"Hmph..." Cheng Kun let out a muffled grunt, his expression extremely grim. He had just been struck by the Azure Wing Bat King's Ice Soft Palm, leaving him seriously injured. Now, after taking a punch from Jiang Han, his condition worsened, and he found himself completely drained of power.
The terrifying force of the Seven Injuries Fist surged through his fingers, instantly spreading throughout his body. His body trembled uncontrollably, making sounds like popping beans in a pan, with his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys all suffering severe damage.
Cheng Kun was a decisive person; seeing the situation was dire, he attempted to escape to save his life. He immediately turned and gathered his inner strength to flee.
Jiang Han naturally would not let this rare opportunity to capture Cheng Kun slip away. He shouted angrily, "Cheng Kun, Bright Summit is not a place you can come and go as you please. You'd better stay here!"
With that, he leaped forward in pursuit.
The high-ranking members of Manichaeism in the great hall were somewhat bewildered, exchanging glances with one another. Many were at a loss.
Who was this heroic young man who could force the renowned Thunderous Palm Cheng Kun into such a state? Moreover, from what the young hero had said earlier, it seemed he was also associated with Manichaeism!
When did Manichaeism produce such a young master? How could they be completely unaware of it?
Finally, one of the Five Element Flag Bearers uncertainly remarked, "Envoy Yang, that heroic young man who suddenly appeared just now... doesn't he look a lot like Jiang Han?"
As the words fell, the scene first fell silent, and then erupted into an uproar!
Master Yang has an adopted son, and many people have long heard of Manichaeism. However, among the high-ranking figures present, many are often away on missions and have not returned for years, so most are unfamiliar with Jiang Han's appearance.
"Wasn't it said that Jiang Han possesses Cold Poison and cannot cultivate?" someone hesitated to ask.
"That's right. Hu Qingniu even asserted that his life would be short; not to mention practicing martial arts, even vigorous exercise would shorten his lifespan."
"Are you kidding? My Manichaeism has been established for hundreds of years, and we've never had a monstrous talent like this! At such a young age, he has managed to cultivate his power to such a profound level!"
"Alright, alright, everyone quiet down!" The Carefree Immortal Duo leaned on their wooden crutches and heavily tapped the ground, signaling everyone to settle down. They looked at Yang Xiao and said, "Yang Zuo Shi, for over ten years now, you have been nurturing Jiang Han's body. If others might mistake him, you surely would not. That heroic young man just now—could he truly be Master Yang's adopted son?"
When the Carefree Immortal Duo left Bright Summit years ago, Jiang Han was still in swaddling clothes. Over the past decade, even with their keen eyesight, they would not recognize Jiang Han. However, Yang Xiao had been nurturing Jiang Han's body for over ten years. Every full moon, he would transfer his True Qi to Jiang Han to prolong his life. Thus, he should be familiar enough to discern the truth from falsehood.
Speaking of which, if it weren't for strictly following Yang Dingtian's teachings, Yang Xiao would have transferred his True Qi to Jiang Han every full moon night. Not to mention breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm, he would at least have reached the peak of Innate Ninth Level by now. How could he still be struggling to break through to Innate Eighth Level?
Thinking of this, the Carefree Immortal Duo couldn't help but shake their heads inwardly.
When it comes to respect for Master Yang and loyalty to Manichaeism, no one can surpass Yang Xiao.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Yang Xiao first furrowed his brows in thought for a moment, then nodded, shook his head, and finally sighed softly: "That person is undoubtedly Jiang Han. However, how he acquired such formidable martial arts skills is beyond my knowledge!"
In terms of familiarity with Jiang Han, no one in Manichaeism could compare to him.
Although Jiang Han was brought back from Bright Summit by Yang Dingtian, he had actually been under Yang Xiao's care all along. Even with his own daughter, he hadn't put in as much effort; his familiarity with Jiang Han was such that he would know if even a single hair was missing from him.
"So you're saying Jiang Han learned martial arts secretly from our sect?" someone frowned slightly.
"It doesn't matter; anyway, our Manichaeism's reputation has already been tarnished by those righteous sects. We have become a target for everyone to attack, so we don't care about this," someone said nonchalantly.
"Not necessarily," another person disagreed. "Jiang Han being recognized as an adopted son by Master Yang naturally indicates that he has great fortune. His level of skill might very well be due to chance."
"I believe it was Master Yang's strategy. The leader was quite fond of Jiang Han, so it makes no sense that before closing the gates, he wouldn't leave behind a few backup plans..."
Yang Xiao exchanged glances with the Xiaoyao Elders and others, looking somewhat weary. "Alright, let's not worry about Jiang Han for now. The most urgent matter is that we need to discuss our strategies quickly. We can't wait until the Six Major Sects come knocking at our door without having a plan."
The murmurs in the room suddenly ceased.
After a moment, a disciple at the third level of the acquired realm stepped forward, biting his lip as he said, "Respectfully addressing the two envoys, the two Elders of Xiaoyao, several Dharma Kings, and all Leaders, I have something to say but am unsure if I should."
"Speak boldly!" The Azure Wing Bat King’s expression shifted between pale and dark, revealing his inner turmoil, yet his gaze encouraged the disciple.
The disciple seemed to relax and clasped his hands. "Since the Six Major Sects have deemed our Manichaeism a demonic cult, why not align with their expectations and fight them using Demonic Path methods? I may not be talented, but I am skilled in concocting poison powders. If we prepare in advance and scatter poison when we see the enemy, it should significantly reduce our casualties!"
Some furrowed their brows while others' eyes lit up. Soon enough, discussions erupted as if Pandora's box had been opened.
"Without poison powder, we can use lime powder; if worse comes to worst, pepper powder will do..."
"Yes, yes! We can also set traps along the way..."
"Surely, it will make him restless."
"We can also poison the weapons; anyway, we can't let those guys from the Central Plains Martial Arts world have it easy."
"Where are we going to find that much poison?"
"Feces will do. Once it comes into contact with a wound and isn't treated in time, infection can lead to death."
Before the higher-ups of Manichaeism could express their opinions, the disciples of Manichaeism were already thinking of various underhanded tactics, planning to shed the "shackles" they wore and completely abandon their dignity.
Just imagining how those disciples from the righteous sects would wail and scream made them excited and flushed!
The higher-ups of Manichaeism exchanged glances, while the disciples grew even more enthusiastic in their discussions!
While Manichaeism was deliberating strategies, Jiang Han chased Cheng Kun toward a side door, passing through a small hall and then through the main hall, finally entering a small courtyard and heading into the west wing.
Seeing Jiang Han close behind, Cheng Kun raised his hand and pulled at the Embroidered Curtain, swinging it toward Jiang Han in an attempt to block his line of sight and buy himself some time.
Jiang Han entered the room and found it empty, but he wasn't flustered at all; he quickly located a mechanism by the bed and leaped down...
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