669 Yun Xiaoyao’s Suspicion (1/2)
The chaos in Tiantang City this time around was even worse than before. After all, the excitement generated from the appearance of the Dictum of Death was a highlight only for the assassins of the world, but this treasure map of dragon hide was something that everyone would go crazy for as long as they knew about the story!
The whole martial world was going agog over it.
The news of the reemergence of the Seventeenth Master of the Abyss' dragonhide treasure map in the mortal world was being circulated at a speed faster than lightning!
Within the span of two days, it was already public knowledge – news that was of universal appeal to the masses!
Even Yun Xiaoyao was clouded with suspicious doubt. Bloody hell... how the hell did the news get out? Only so little time had elapsed!
Initially, the city was already in the midst of restoring itself, reverting into its original state. Tiantang City, which was normally unfrequented by martial world practitioners, was now facing overcrowding issues even more severe than before. Every single practitioner in the world, no matter how reputable and capable they were, how high their cultivation base, were all rushing towards this direction— rushing, rushing…
Had it already been seized by somebody?
Was this not a dumb question?
This item never had an official owner!
As long as I manage to get hold of it, that secret treasure is unquestionably mine to claim; I am the chosen one of the heavens!
What? My cultivation base is too low? There is no point for me to even try?
Bullshit! What if someone actually stuffed the dragonhide map into my robes when they were merely just walking past me?”
As long as I am not as dumb as Dong Tianleng, letting everyone know about it, that secret treasure will be mine!
How could you possibly know that someone won't pull the same trick of passing it to a man with low cultivation base, just before being assassinated by the rest? Or perhaps, someone heavily injured might just stumble into my path – someone who coincidentally has the dragonhide treasure map in his possession?
What if...
No matter what, I want to go! I might just be the chosen one. Why else would the secret treasure even exist, if it was not for me!
A sea of heads!
Long lines were being formed right outside the four main gates leading into Tiantang city. They spanned at least a few miles long, and this queue only showed signs of extending further and further. After all, there were still many who still attempted to enter the city, coming from afar, just like a thousand streams leading towards the sea.
After all, this was Tiaxuan's only genuine, divine treasure on record!
...
As soon as he returned from the palace, Yun Xiaoyao started to worry intensely – his hair was on the verge of turning white.
What the heck is wrong? It wasn't easy for the situation to simmer down after the incident with the assassin's league, but now, such an earth-shattering event was being stirred up again.
Dong Tianleng was truly a trouble-making monster...
King Yun grabbed Dong Tianleng and without the slightest regard for the status of the Dong noble house, gave him a solid beating with a stick he had picked up. He ground his teeth indignantly, and there was no sign of his wrath subsiding. ”This mess was created by you, you trouble-making moron!”
Dong Tianleng – Young Master Dong – whose legs were broken from the beating, could only moan in response as he sprawled across the bed.
He wanted to explain, desperately; It was my boss – your son – who made me do it...
However, those words never left his lips. After all, if he did really voice it out, perhaps his legs would not be the only things that would be broken!
Without a doubt, King Xiaoyao was as savage as that, but compared to Yun Yang, it was a hell of a difference.
King Xiaoyao had, at most, broken his legs once, which would not be much of a problem after enduring the pain for a while... If it had been Yun Yang instead, his whole being would probably have been diced into pieces a hundred times, over and that would probably have been the least of his problems.
Dong Tianleng wisely chose to remain silent. Either way, you're already treating me like a dimwit, are you not?
What's there to be worried about?
I always have been that dimwit for so many years; I don't mind the slur at all!