Tribulation of Myriad Races

"Great Tang?"

Su Yu muttered in thought. Right. He had a ninth-stage Sunmoon grandfather-in-law there. That would be too dangerous a place for him. But he had revealed himself to not be Cui Lang. Would Old Cheng continue going after him? The real Cui Lang was his grandson-in-law, not him.

Also, Cheng Mo had given him a token previously. He had never used that token. Supposedly, that token could be used to ask for help from Great Tang. He had never used it because he did not like to owe anyone favors.

In any case, the token was meant for Cui Lang, not Su Yu. Great Tang was also quite far away from Great Xia.

What a pity that the elder wasn't assigned to Great Ming. Who was in charge of Great Ming, then? Apparently, an elder had died. Was that the same elder who had been assigned to Great Ming?

Or perhaps it was one of the eight dead white masks? Whatever. That was none of his business for now.

"Elder, I'm tight with Sir Cheng Mo, an expert of Great Tang. When you encounter trouble, feel free to ask for my help. I will get Old Cheng to protect you!"

"Are you sure you're not going to get Old Cheng to kill me instead?" First Profound replied, "Profound Nine, we know each other so well. Stop playing these tricks against me. If I really die, do you think things will end up well for you? At that point, you might as well give up on your new identity."

For some reason, Su Yu felt quite awkward upon hearing those words. What was his elder saying? Was he that kind of person?

Then again, First Profound had indeed not troubled him so far. Of course, there was always the possibility of First Profound playing the long game. Su Yu could never trust these people. Or to be precise, people he could truly trust could be counted on one hand.

This was the kind of world he lived in. A trusting person would die much faster than the others.

***

Riding on an earthdragon beast, Su Yu wasn't moving at a fast speed. He had been paying close attention to his surroundings as he traveled.

He noted that three members had been deployed by the Martial Dragon Guard. One of them was a Mountainsea while the other two were Cloudbreaches. This was already a respectable security detail, considering it was free and it came from Nanyuan.

Evidently, Great Xia had increased the level of protection they were giving Bai Feng and the others.

Su Yu wasn't sure how strong Yellow Nine was, but he was sure Yellow Nine wouldn't be weak. He guessed that Yellow Nine was probably between the seventh-stage Mountainsea Realm and Sunmoon Realm in strength. That was already an acceptable level of strength.

With the protection of these people, Bai Junsheng would be fine unless the enemy was a Sunmoon. And in that scenario, Profound Nine would be forced to take action.

Of course, that opponent had to be a first-stage Sunmoon. Even a second or third-stage Sunmoon was still someone he could deal with as long as he consumed a drop of third-stage Sunmoon blood essence. But things would get very troublesome if a middle or late-stage Sunmoon appeared.

But that shouldn't happen, right? For the sake of a mere Bai Junsheng, was that worth it?

Yes, late-stage Sunmoons had been appearing frequently in the Allheaven Battlefield. But one should never forget that there were countless races in the Allheaven Battlefield. The sheer number of races there made it much easier for a large number of Sunmoons to appear.

***

Time passed and eventually, the sky slowly turned dark.

Out in the wilderness, Su Yu was in no rush to continue his journey. He hopped off his mount and prepared some food in a leisurely manner. Meanwhile, the Martial Dragon Guard soldiers tailing him in the dark cursed.

The Bai Family was also a family of warriors. How did they produce someone like this? Just because it was night, one had to stop traveling? Would this fellow starve to death if he skipped food for one day? He was a Skysoar!

While Su Yu was happily roasting the meat he brought with him, the experts had to stay on guard around him while grumbling inwardly. They swore to give this damn rich second generation a good beating the next time they met.

Even further away, a dark figure appeared with a flicker. Yellow Nine had arrived. With his mask, Yellow Nine concealed himself. None of the Martial Dragon Guard experts noticed his arrival.

Somewhere hidden.

Yellow Nine was busy looking around to look for Profound Nine. But he couldn't find anyone. He had no choice but to admit that Profound Nine was indeed worthy of being one of the twenty-four seated individuals during their meeting in Heavendoom City.

Furthermore, Profound Nine was exceptionally brazen.

Truly worthy of being a member assigned to an ancient city. This fellow had survived several incidents in Grandstar City. It was also rumored that Profound Nine had received the special approval of their department head to participate in this mission. Clearly, this was someone capable.

***

Meanwhile, Su Yu remained nonchalant. He was not planning to kill too many people this time. He did not place that much hope on Bai Junsheng's identity. Bai Junsheng wasn't important enough to lure the truly important individuals out.

He was only doing this to improve Profound Nine's performance in the pavilion.

While doing so, he would kill some people to vent some of his anger. He still remembered how he spent so much time running for his life back when he was in the Human Realm. Now, he was no longer afraid of those people.

He was deep in thought, thinking of a proper way to make an appearance if an opponent even Yellow Nine couldn't defeat were to appear.

Clone?

But an expert could see through that easily.

Illusory clone? Or a clone of flesh and bone by utilizing the ability of physical cultivators to regrow their bodies?

Perhaps he really needed to forge a useful clone to be used during emergencies. Fortunately, there was the little furball hiding in his head. He could make a clone and have little furball control the clone.

Having made up his mind, he stealthily extracted some of his own blood to forge a clone.

If an opponent not even Yellow Nine could defeat appeared, he would let the little furball pretend to be Bai Junsheng with the clone. Then, he could appear as Profound Nine and deal with that opponent.

Even as he was doing all that, he did not stop preparing his food. Suddenly, his eyes flickered. But his expression remained the same as he continued his food preparation. Next, a flash appeared from the darkness and shot toward him. That was a poisoned arrow.

A Mountainsea from the Martial Dragon Guard moved out and grabbed the arrow. Without saying anything, he shot into the distant. Everything had happened noiselessly.

The two Cloudbreaches from the Martial Dragon Guard started paying close attention to their surroundings lest this was an attempt to lure their leader away to create an opening. This wasn't even that rare of an assassination trick.

Sure enough, another flash appeared in front of the two Cloudbreaches moments later.

Whoosh!

A battle erupted between the two and the unknown opponent.

This time, some noise could finally be heard.

Seemingly having noticed something, Su Yu shouted, "Who is it? I'm under protection. Are you courting death?"

Meanwhile, the three who were fighting cursed inwardly. Protection his ass! Next, the Mountainsea returned and joined the fight. Finally, they failed to control the intensity of their fight and created a loud explosion. Su Yu was alarmed. Or to be precise, he pretended to be alarmed.

He roared, "You dare?"

But next, he jumped onto his mount and rode off in panic.

The Mountainsea cursed and shouted, "Don't leave! Stay near us!"

Fool!

Why was he running?

It was so annoying to protect someone like this. Running away blindly would only make their job harder. If he remained still, it would be much easier for them to protect him.

Su Yu ignored the shout and continued fleeing. From afar, he snorted and said, "Don't even think of fooling me! I don't know you. Why should I stop? Dream on!"

"I'm from the Martial Dragon Guard!"

The Mountainsea roared furiously. Fool! He was from the Martial Dragon Guard!

He continued, "Is the Myriad Race Cult seeking death? How dare you operate openly within Great Xia? Do you think we can't do anything to you?"

"Heh..." A sneer rang out from the darkness, "Do you think this is still the same Great Xia? The prefect is in the Allheaven Battlefield. Marquis Xia has yet to return. Only pieces of trash are left in the massive Great Xia."

The Mountainsea from the Martial Dragon Guard was furious. With a rumble, his saber shone and descended into the darkness. Bright explosions erupted, dispersing the darkness in the area.

Seeing how fast Su Yu was fleeing on the earthdragon beast, the Mountainsea commander felt very helpless. So be it. This was indeed getting tricky. Two Mountainseas had actually attacked.

"Who sent you?"

The Mountainsea commander questioned, "Bai Junsheng is unrelated to Bai Feng. He is only a regular person from Great Ming. He is very close to Great Ming's Zhu Family. Are you trying to provoke Great Ming King?"

"Heh."

Yet another sneer rang out from the darkness. A third unknown enemy had appeared.

Suddenly, a flash appeared in the sky. With a pop, a head dropped from the sky. After putting the headless corpse into his storage ring, Yellow Nine started moving toward Su Yu.

How boring.

Why were all these people acting all mysterious with these simple tricks?

In terms of acting mysterious, the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion was way better than them. Why were they so confident? With a mere concealment character, they were strutting around acting all enigmatic. The Allheaven Battlefield was also filled with such people.

The Martial Dragon Guard was filled with warriors, so they were finding such an opponent tricky to handle. But that was not the case for Yellow Nine.

Those who were still in the middle of combat were shocked. The Mountainsea commander guessed who the newcomer was. He asked, "Heavenly Hunt Pavilion?"

"You're welcome. You can always depend on the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion to complete your mission. Once a mission is accepted, it will be completed. Our promise is eternal and everlasting. I'm Yellow Nine of the Yellow Department. Heheheh..."

As his creepy laughter rang out, he vanished.

Yes. He was doing what Su Yu did earlier: advertising.

Not far ahead, Su Yu was grumbling inwardly. He was the boss of this operation. How dare Yellow Nine advertise his own name? Yellow Nine should have mentioned that he was a subordinate of Profound Nine as well.

Su Yu started shouting, "I don't care if you're from the Myriad Race Cult or the Martial Dragon Guard. Stay away from me! I hired the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion for protection! Nobody else is allowed to come near me!"

The Martial Dragon Guard experts who were still busy fighting cursed inwardly. No wonder that fellow was acting so arrogantly. So he had hired the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.

What a fool.

Was the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion really that amazing?

Yes, the pavilion was strong, but this was Great Xia. Even the great Heavenly Hunt Pavilion would have to exercise restrain here. That fool had no idea how hard Great Xia had worked to protect him. Even a Mountainsea had been sent to escort him.

Meanwhile, the two Mountainsea cultists decided to flee.

The Heavenly Hunt Pavilion had arrived.

As an organization from the Allheaven Battlefield, these people were definitely not weak. The Myriad Race Cult had heard of them before. This was an organization with powerful members, especially their white masks and faceless elders.

And why were they that strong? Because their customers were all powerful individuals as well. They only served geniuses and experts. And their customers also had the habit of killing them whenever possible. Thus, any living white mask was someone nobody should underestimate.

Just look at how Yellow Nine had killed a Mountainsea right after appearing. In the Myriad Race Cult, a Mountainsea was already part of the higher echelons.

After another exchange, the two Mountainseas pushed their opponents back before turning to flee. As Mountainseas, they were important individuals as well. Since they couldn't complete the mission, they might as well flee. The third Mountainsea was a middle-stage Mountainsea. If even such a person was instantly killed, it was clear the white mask earlier was very strong. The two of them were only early-stage Mountainseas.

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