251 A Feint! (1/2)
He had always heard of people deceiving one’s own father but for Yang Botao to be tricked by his father instead was an eye-opener – one that was utterly reprehensible. It was lamentable, lamentable indeed!
”Do not worry, I will fulfill my promise!” Yun Yang said quietly.
After that, the green shadow of a wind twirled to face the man in black who had been waiting patiently. ”Lead the way. Let this reputed one see what other tricks the Four Seasons Tower has in its sleeves!”
The man in black chuckled and replied, ”Lord Supreme Wind is courageous indeed. Please follow me.”
He then leaped like a whirlwind, speeding upwards to the mountain.
Yun Yang snorted and followed suit, whirling up into the air in his green form of a gale. With a swoosh, he soon reached the higher regions of the sky. The gale billowed and suddenly changed direction, catapulting towards Tiantang City.
This was surprising.
The man in black was heading towards the top of the mountain when he felt an odd change in the sound of the wind behind him. Lifting his head to take a look, he was enraged. ”Supreme Wind! Are the so-called Nine Supremes so afraid of death then? What about what you’ve said earlier, about how one can’t stand in this world without keeping promises made?”
The wind was still fluttering in the air, and the following words were accompanied by a mirthless chortle, ”Please relay this to your master… setting the same trap once is already one too many times.Are you hoping for this reputed one to step into the same pit twice? Are your pig brains worthy to speak of trust with me? Could it be this childishness that built the Four Seasons Tower’s intrepid reputation?”
Even as the guffaw reached his ears, the gale had wafted a thousand miles away.
”Until I triumph in this world, I shall wipe out the Four Seasons Tower!”
Looking at the wind that vanished so swiftly, the expert dressed in black who was now on the mountainside was momentarily stunned before he broke out in a violent string of curses. Vulgar words spilled from his mouth as they formed a morbid poem of their own.
The man clutched his chest, feeling it throbbing with his anger.
This Supreme Wind was unbelievable!
He who said that one could not stand in this world without keeping the promises made – where was that man again? Where was your promise? You must have eaten your own words.
He had waited there for so long like an idiot, watching the man speak with Yang Botao for such a long time and for the man to keep him waiting as he cleaned up the corpse slowly. He had agreed to everything but he had fled the moment he completed his affair!
He was f*cking playing him out!
The masked man in black almost spat blood.
There was no use raging no matter how angered he was – not even if he died from the fury. After all, not even the shadow of Supreme Wind could be seen anymore. In the end, the man in black could only dash toward the mountain peak as he mumbled curses along his way.
On the mountaintop, there were plenty of people who were as dumbfounded as him; people who had been waiting for days after setting up the trap…
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The green gale moved faster and faster until it turned into a hurricane and thundered past the high altitudes towards Tiantang City.
Where the hurricane was in the high altitude, the blade from the sky reappeared unsurprisingly as it trailed closely after Yun Yang.
”He actually didn’t buy into the trap?! No matter how he thinks, he will not have expected me to lock down on him from the back. He has to head past me if he wishes to escape. If the legend of the Nine Supremes ends in my hands, I will be a legend… adding another page to my book of legacies!”
The saber light was secretly pleased with his idea, resolved to write another page of his legendary feats.
Upon deciding, he acted more cautiously. Catching up to the hurricane, he tailed Yun Yang carefully and intentionally lengthened the distance between them. He was afraid of alerting Supreme Wind and ruining his chance of an eternal legacy…
The return journey had been decided by Yun Yang himself, so his speed was faster than when he had come. Although the person carrying Yang Botao had the cultivation base of Tenth Perfection, he was carrying a big-sized man after all; his speed would undeniably be hindered. Now, Yun Yang was advancing with the speed of a hurricane, how could he be slow?
The blade that hung from the sky was not at all anxious; he was admirably patient. Right now, he preferred to stumble upon Supreme Wind’s hideaway through this opportunity and affirm if there were anyone else from the Nine Supremes who were still alive. After all, the ambush on Yang Botao the other night included flame attacks that hinted at Supreme Flame’s existence. He had gotten Supreme Wind right where he wanted anyway, there was no rush in killing him so hastily!
As the chase persisted, it went as far as a hundred and eighty miles. Tiantang City’s majestic walls could already be seen from far away but the blade in the sky was suddenly stumped!
To his shock, he realized that Supreme Wind’s will that he had been after was actually dissipating.
A few moments later, it had totally disappeared.
He had just been right behind him, locking him down with his deific consciousness – how could he have lost him just like that?!
The saber from the sky was obviously unable to accept such an ending. After a slight moment of indecision, he began making anxious rounds around the clouds, searching his surroundings helplessly. Compared to thinking he had been tricked all along, he was leaning more towards the theory that he had been found out by Supreme Wind halfway through the chase and the latter had executed some sort of skill to temporarily vanish. That was how the will he had locked down on dissipated!
If so, Supreme Wind would not be far. He had to be somewhere nearby!
The blade from the sky extended his deific consciousness to the maximum in search for him. He was no longer hiding his search but it still proved fruitless. Finally, he had to admit that he had been tricked!
In spite of this, he still did not get it. He had been in hot pursuit from the city and now back to it; he had already locked his aim and it was not any ordinary aim – it was locked with the Soul Seal. How could it just disappear?
Was it possible that a person’s Soul Seal could vanish from some sort of trickery?
Would that not be a skill of the legendary Yang God level and above? How could it be possible with Supreme Wind’s insignificant cultivation base?
The saber light stayed hidden within a cloud; he was in a daze, thinking hard and long but still unable to figure it out.
He only felt terribly cheated. The frustration and odd disappointment were eating him up. Even when he was so knowledgeable and experienced, he was still unable to make sense of what had happened.
What had really happened?
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The reality was really simple. The hurricane the blade was trailing after was only a sliver of Yun Yang’s wind manifestation. It had the essence and the form but it was only maintained with a breath of energy. As the energy dissipated, the essence and form would vanish accordingly. What was so strange about the power of wind disappearing into thin air?