Chapter 690: The Capture
"Senior... do you think the true identity of the Howling Celestial Dog, Gou San, has been exposed?"
Xun Heihu suddenly thought of something.
"Why? Do you think this is a test from the Sect for you?"
Fang Xing sneered, "You're overestimating yourself. What kind of character do you think you are? Do you still need a loyalty test?"
If the Sect's higher-ups discovered Gou San's true identity, the first thing they'd do is take you down, then use you to lure Gou San out."
"Unless you exhibit a talent comparable to a Martial Bone prodigy, no, even stronger than an ordinary Martial Bone prodigy, and coincidentally, the Sect higher-ups are interested in talent, then perhaps you'd be tested for loyalty to see if you could join the Five Beasts Sect!"
To the higher-ups of the Sect, talent is important, but loyalty is even more crucial!
Once the identity is exposed, Xun Heihu's status immediately changes from that of a good family son to a 'thief's son'.
Proper Sects are unlikely to consider taking in disciples.
Unless it's one of those Demon Path, or giant bandit forces.
"That's good... it's a pity there's an action tomorrow, it must be when Father disposed of the stolen goods that he slipped... Even if I send a letter home now, it's too late."
Xun Heihu was somewhat anxious.
He had clearly made a choice, compared to this academy where you have to pay to get in, his family was more important.
Though many people claim to 'support justice over favoritism'.
In reality, supporting family over justice is the norm!
"Alright, I won't interfere with your choice, as long as you have no regrets."
Fang Xing chuckled.
...
The next day.
Feng Lian City.
Beside an inn that looked unremarkable.
"I've inquired, this is the largest fencing point in the city... Antiques, rare herbs, Secret Martial Arts Manuals... they take almost anything."
Ye Fengchun whispered into Xun Heihu's ear, lowering his voice, "The instructor only mentioned Feng Lian City, I think the Howling Celestial Dog is most likely to appear here!"
Xun Heihu nodded and turned to leave.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Fengchun was a bit surprised.
"Strolling and observing the terrain!"
Xun Heihu said indifferently, "No need to follow, too many people might alert them!"
He blended into the crowd like an ordinary teenager and started wandering the streets normally.
'Now, in the dark, there must be an instructor observing... I can't do anything too outlandish.'
'Therefore, I need to scout openly... But in reality, as long as he sees my face, Dad will surely think something's wrong.'
Xun Heihu did not disguise himself, for a good reason.
Disguise Technique is not foolproof, and he has no experience in disguise, so it's best to play it by ear.
And as long as Old Six Xun isn't a fool, seeing his Martial Artist son strolling here will definitely raise suspicions.
'Senior... what do you think of this plan?'
Time passed, two hours after two hours, Xun Heihu was a bit anxious.
'Do your best, and leave the rest to fate.'
Fang Xing replied lazily.
Although he had placed some hope on the host, he would never put all his eggs in one basket.
Even if this host got himself killed, he would just pat his back, leave, and wait for the next one.
Thinking of how in novels of the previous world, those grandfathers of chance always relied on the protagonist to become powerful and resurrect or even promote them to gods, Fang Xing found it particularly absurd.
'Those soul-hosting type grandfathers basically relied on the protagonist getting powerful and directly resurrecting them, or even promoting them to gods...'
'If it's to save the protagonist's life and they risk their souls, it's somewhat reasonable — developing feelings through companionship is also a normal development.'
'But if it's just to win a competition or a few slogans and they risk everything, abandoning goals like resurrection or becoming a god... you can only say they're either dumb or under a stupid halo?'
Anyway, Fang Xing wouldn't risk anything to save Xun Heihu.
...
The sun was now high up.
"How could it be?"
Xun Heihu was anxious internally, and his face showed it.
This wasn't much, even Ye Fengchun thought Xun Heihu was just frustrated because he couldn't find the target.
He approached and handed over a donkey meat bun, "Eat something first..."
"Thank you."
Xun Heihu took it, stuffed it into his mouth in a couple of bites, feeling even hungrier.
The Martial Artists below the Third Grade specialized in hard skills, and hard skill experts consumed a lot.
He looked around and chose a noodle stall, "I'll treat you to noodles..."
Swoosh!
The noodles made from refined flour were exceptionally chewy, with a rich broth, topped with a ladle of garnish, the aroma instantly overwhelmed them.
Especially for those who were hungry.
Ye Fengchun had two bowls and was still a bit unsatisfied.
Right then!
Whoosh... bang!
A firework exploded in the south of the city.
"This is... the target has appeared?"
Ye Fengchun immediately stood up and ran south.
Swish!
Xun Heihu moved, his speed almost twice as fast as Ye Fengchun.
While running, he casually snapped his fingers.
Clang!
A silver bean fell into the soup bowl just now, spinning continuously without bouncing out.
In the south of the city, outside a coffin shop.
Several figures were entangled in a fight.
"We've already sent out the signal, you can't escape."
Wei Chigang and Situ Yanyan teamed up, attacking a gray-clad figure in the middle.
Their figures soared like lightning, with their fist techniques and palm techniques executed with bold and sweeping movements.
Even a casual brush against door frames or wooden stumps… would effortlessly shatter them, leaving deep marks even on boulders.
On the side lay several disciples, seemingly with broken hands or feet, some had fainted directly, all biting their teeth, uttering not a word.
Nearby, Jiang Yu Yan was coordinating the battle, with a discarded bamboo tube of fireworks beside her.
When Ye Fengchun and Xun Heihu arrived, what they saw was such a chaotic scene.
"What should we do? Should we join in?"
Ye Fengchun watched 'Howling Celestial Dog Gou San', who was pressing down two Seventh Grade martial artists and yet was still handling it with ease, and couldn't help but swallow hard.
'Hmm? Seems not…'
Xun Heihu naturally recognized his father. At this moment, he saw that although the gray-clothed person had Seventh Grade martial artist skills and was wearing a mask, the figure was somewhat similar, but subtle differences existed.
"I can go in, but if you join, it might actually backfire."
Xun Heihu earnestly advised Ye Fengchun, "You're only Ninth Grade; rushing in without thought is sending yourself to death, the rating won't be high either… But if you can shoot him from afar, even just causing interference, that's already enough qualification for a Ninth Grade martial artist!"
Ye Fengchun nodded repeatedly, "You're absolutely right!"
He reached into his chest and pulled out a handful of locust stones, "Hehe… I specifically learned the Hidden Weapon techniques! Been waiting for today!"
Whoosh!
A locust stone was shot, hitting… Wei Chigang's back of the head!
Bang!
If it were a normal person, this strike might have knocked them out, or worse, with bad luck, killing them outright.
But the Seventh Grade martial artists were all at the peak of hard skills, Wei Chigang coldly turned his head and glared at Ye Fengchun.
"Sorry… your movement technique is too fast."
Ye Fengchun was so scared his legs became weak.
'Even the best plan needs someone to execute… the direction might be right, but poor execution turns the outcome into a tragedy.'
Inside Xun Heihu's heart, Fang Xing's mocking sneer echoed.
He sighed inwardly and stomped his right foot.
Bang!
Xun Heihu's figure, as a pitch-black fierce tiger, abruptly leaped into the battle circle.
His fists were enveloped in golden light, resembling a pair of heavy hammers, smashing towards the gray-cloaked person.
The gray-cloaked person had initially handled both Situ Yanyan and Wei Chigang with ease.
After all, he was a man of the Jianghu, experienced in real combat, unlike these sheltered garden flowers.
But with Xun Heihu's entry, the situation changed drastically!
Not only was there the pressure from an additional Seventh Grade, but Xun Heihu struck with both viciousness and venom!
Bang!
Two fists cannot fend off four hands!
He was careless for a moment, getting punched in the shoulder by Xun Heihu.
Crack!
The soft sound of a bone crack echoed.
'Not good… this person is completely on a different level compared to the other two.'
The gray-cloaked person's gaze flickered, considering fleeing.
...
Not far away, in the shadows, Master Xiong and Master Yu stood side by side, watching the scene.
"Wow? Unexpectedly, this Xun Heihu's combat talent is so outstanding!"
Master Xiong praised, "He might even join the Five Beasts Sect in the future!"
He glanced at Master Yu's expression beside him, smiling, "Of course… Yu Yan is also good, knowing how to assess the situation and report timely, earning at least a passing evaluation."
"Hmph, fools!"
Master Yu coldly sneered, the scar on her face appearing more sinister.
She looked at Jiang Yu Yan, Wei Chigang, Xun Heihu… each glance accompanied by a curse of foolishness.
In the end, her eyes locked onto Master Xiong, "That person… is not the real Howling Celestial Dog Gou San! A bunch of Jianghu rookies, so unaware they fell for a shell escape scheme…"
"They're all still kids… can't expect too much…"
Master Xiong chuckled.
At this moment!
The battlefield below shifted!
Jiang Yu Yan saw the gray-cloaked person beginning to show exhaustion, her eyes lighting up, revealing a short sword in her hand.
This sword was like a chopstick, short and thin, transforming into a thin strand of silver light, stabbing out like a venomous snake!
The timing was perfectly grasped.
"Ah!"
A blood streak emerged on the gray-cloaked person's spine instantly.
He cried out miserably, his right hand turned into a blur, his figure resembling a Spiritual Crane.
Whoosh whoosh!
The trio including Wei Chigang all flew out, Jiang Yu Yan's short sword was also flung away.
Yet Xun Heihu didn't retreat but advanced, smashing out with his right fist.
Bang!
Bang!
His punch crashed into the gray-cloaked person's chest, embedding the opponent in the wall, causing countless bricks to fall.
And he himself was simultaneously clawed, collapsing on the ground.
Swoosh!
Nearby a figure flickered, Master Xiong immediately dashed out to check: "Wow? Your kid, cultivation of the Golden Silk Silver Vein Jade Bone isn't bad, I thought you'd be severely injured, but now it seems it's only a minor injury, requiring just a few days' rest…"
He inspected Xun Heihu and looked over Wei Chigang and the others' injuries, finding none severe: "You all go to the inn to recover, I need to assist Master Yu… Someone come carry Xun Heihu."
"Okay."
Ye Fengchun immediately stepped forward.
"I… I'm okay." Xun Heihu struggled to stand, appearing somewhat inconvenienced in movement, "Where's Master Yu?"
"She went to capture the real Howling Celestial Dog."
Master Xiong cleared the rubble, gazing at the gray-cloaked person's corpse, suddenly pulling away the mask, revealing a pale face, precisely Gou San on the wanted notice, but the skin began to wrinkle!
Jiang Yu Yan's expression changed, focusing on the junction of the skin and scalp, indeed spotting something amiss, "This is… a Human Skin Mask?!"