36 Luring the Snake into the sTrap” (1/2)

Once Happy accepted the quest, he bade farewell to the governor and took a stroll through Gusu City.

He first went to the ironsmith and requested five small and exquisite Flying Iron Hooked Ropes. Each of them had to be able to carry the weight of several adult men, and the length of the rope was to be thirty feet. They were also to be sturdy and firm.

Then, he went to the weapon shop next door and bought another ten sets of lancet knives before he went off to the sundry shop to purchase a few large bags of lime powder.

He stuffed all those items into his Universe Bag and left Gusu City with his sword to head to Cold Mountain Temple.

In truth, the favor the governor asked of him might be troublesome, but it was not very dangerous. Even if he had not offered the Small Reversion Pill, Happy would still have accepted the quest.

It required him to deal with two powerful martial artists at the peak of Gate Realm. The governor had also mentioned that he was not to startle or alarm them, which meant that Happy could not gather helpers. But he could decide the time and place where the fight would happen, and since he could have time and geographical advantage, all that was left for him was to plan his strategy.

Happy chose to travel in crowded places until he reached the foot of Cold Mountain Temple. From the distance, he saw Qian Kunzi run to him while dressed in white warrior clothes. There was a faint blush on his cheeks due to excitement.

”Senior Brother Happy!”

”You're here. I'll have to trouble you again.”

”I was just around the area doing a quest. When I heard that you're coming to this place, I came over straight away. I'm just going to take a stroll with you in this place. It won't affect my work at all.”

Qian Kunzi laughed brightly and clearly.

While Happy was on the way, he had written a letter and sent it to Qian Kunzi via a messenger pigeon to tell him about his quest. What Qian Kunzi needed to do was to accompany Happy for a short period of time until he could find a suitable battleground. His presence would not allow First Tomb Robber and Second Tomb Robber to attack before Happy was ready to welcome them!

Once they exchanged a few words, the two went into the forest. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Due to the unique requirements of the quest, it would be best for Happy to make sure that the place where he would fight against the tomb robbers had a complicated terrain that was empty of people. Cold Mountain Temple was a good place. People would usually not come to this place, and the forest was big. The players were also unwilling to enter the areas where the wolf packs could be encountered.

Before long, Qian Kunzi returned to the main road alone. He looked disappointed and stood outside dejectedly for a while. After lingering around for some time, he shook his head and left.

During the entire trip, he had indeed not been able to provide any sort of help except to accompany Happy.

He followed behind him and watched him do all sorts of things, but he did not know exactly what he did. He only saw Happy hang bags upon bags of lime powder on the trees that were not too far away from each other.

Qian Kunzi could not make any sense of it. If Happy had not sternly urged him repeatedly to leave the forest immediately and run far away, he would have stayed nearby to see what exactly was going on.

The somewhat dark forest swiftly became silent.

Among the trees was a boy in blue robes. He stood proudly with his eyes slightly shut. He looked at peace, just like an old monk who had entered a meditative state. He was quiet and did not move.

The sounds of birds, beasts, and insects gradually rose.

Happy did not show any signs of agitation. He had his heart and mind completely immersed in the delicate peace.

Before long, the birds, beasts, and insects who had grown used to the blue-robed boy's existence became silent again. A strange atmosphere rose in the forest.

Whoosh…

A light, barely noticeable breeze swept up the fallen leaves on the ground. It blew up the dust and made Happy's sleeves flutter. It alerted the boy who had his eyes closed to rest his mind. He opened them, and his gaze was as sharp as arrows when he looked at the spot from which the wind came.

”Who is it?!”

Before he finished speaking, the sounds of sleeves fluttering rose from a place in front of him, and it was not far away.

A cold snort traveled into the air!

Happy saw a person walk out slowly from behind the tree from which the sound had come. His eyes were long, narrow, and cold, and he looked as if he was staring at a dead person.

”As expected of a Murong Clan disciple, you are indeed quite skilled. But a pity… This time, regardless of whether the news that came from Murong Clan are real or not, since Third died because of you, today marks the day of your death!”

His cold and ghastly words allowed Happy to reach a conclusion.

He instantly recognized that the speaker was the leader of the tomb robbers that night.

When he was about to answer, light footsteps came from behind him! Happy frowned and quickly turned around. A man in tight-fitting black clothes and holding two short blades walked out from behind a tree. His eyes burned, and he glared at Happy with a murderous gaze. His footsteps were heavy and slow. It was quite clear that he was planning to launch a pincer attack with his comrade.

”You're the one who killed my brother! I'm going to cut you to pieces!”

Second Tomb Robber gritted his teeth. His gaze was furious, as if he wanted to immediately attack and crush Third's murderer to take revenge for his brother.

'I knew it!'

Happy's heart sank. He did not dare to let his guard around them. Slowly and cautiously, he drew his Noble Sword.

The targets had been lured to their places, so what remained was the most important part.

Clang!

At the instant Happy drew his Noble Sword, a clear, quivering whistle came from the distance.