Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents

Chapter 412 - 112: Do You Even Know What Flying Dragon Probing Clouds Is?_3

Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents

Chapter 412 - 112: Do You Even Know What Flying Dragon Probing Clouds Is?_3

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Chapter 412: Chapter 112: Do You Even Know What Flying Dragon Probing Clouds Is?_3

With the status of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, stirring up trouble here and making the craftsmen drag their heels—that’s just a matter of a single command, isn’t it?

"No need!"

Hearing this from Si Nan.

Ye Liuyun just scoffed, waving his hand indifferently.

"Others will do the stopping!"

As for blocking the demolition of Purgatory, he never had to step forward himself—others would inevitably make a move.

Seeing how confident his lord was, Si Nan ended up saying nothing else, just nodding to show his understanding.

After following Ye Liuyun for so long.

Si Nan knew well, with his lord saying such things, it meant everything was already in place, and there was simply no need for him to butt in.

"However—"

Stopping the demolition of Purgatory wasn’t a difficult matter.

But as something came to mind, Ye Liuyun fell into a brief contemplation.

"These Brahma Sect people really are drawing a lot of attention!"

If it weren’t for Brahma Sect, none of this mess would’ve happened, right?

And these so-called Four Celestial Monks—they actually do sound intimidating.

"My lord!"

Given what happened before, both Si Nan and Shi Sheng had no fondness for the Brahma Sect.

Especially when Ye Liuyun clashed with Wei Hongfang just now—those Brahma Sect folk acted as if none of it concerned them, just spectators from on high. And these were supposed to be enlightened monks?

"I’ve heard of that Master Dezhi’s name too. Supposedly one of Brahma Sect’s Four Celestial Monks, a Grandmaster in cultivation. There are even rumors Dezhi is Arhat reincarnated!"

"Arhat reincarnated?"

Ye Liuyun suddenly laughed.

From the first second he saw Dezhi, Ye Liuyun had already scanned his Talent Entries.

"Target: Dezhi!

Cultivation: Early-stage Grandmaster!

Talent Entries: True Body of Arhat (Gold), Benevolent Brows and Kind Eyes (Purple),"

"True Body of Arhat (Gold): Can briefly summon the Arhat’s Dharmic Form, all aspects of one’s own strength are enhanced for a time."

"Benevolent Brows and Kind Eyes (Purple): Features look kindly and gentle, easily win others’ favor!"

That’s how it is being a Grandmaster; Dezhi having a Gold-tier Talent Entry didn’t surprise Ye Liuyun at all.

So.

It’s just because of that True Body of Arhat talent that Dezhi landed the title of Arhat reincarnated?

They really know how to put on a show.

As for this Benevolent Brows and Kind Eyes, Ye Liuyun wasn’t surprised either—after all, if one looked vicious, how could they ever fool anyone?

"I’d like to see for myself what this alleged Arhat reincarnated is really about!"

There’s no hurry right now.

There’ll be opportunities to cross swords later.

He said nothing more, leading Si Nan and the others straight away.

And after seeing Ye Liuyun like this, Si Nan and the others didn’t ask any further questions.

Anyway, if Ye Liuyun needed something from them, he’d tell them directly; for now, silence would suffice.

,,,

Just as Ye Liuyun anticipated,

before returning to the palace to see Yan Fuhai,

Wei Hongfang put effort into steadying his breath; though Ye Liuyun had held back a bit with his palm strike, Wei Hongfang hadn’t escaped unscathed, not even after the entire journey back.

He kept channeling Inner Strength to heal himself, but never fully recovered.

Now, Wei Hongfang found himself somewhat thankful.

At least Ye Liuyun hadn’t struck him in the face, or he wouldn’t have been able to hide the shame at all.

"Master!"

Once he was composed,

Wei Hongfang put on his smile again, heading toward the Qinggong master before him.

Yan Fuhai, who had been drinking tea in the garden, looked up immediately upon seeing Wei Hongfang return.

"So?"

He knew exactly what his master wanted.

Wei Hongfang didn’t dare hesitate in the slightest, promptly pulling out the scripture he’d hidden in his robe.

"Hmm?"

But then.

Just as he was about to hand the scripture to Yan Fuhai, his movement stopped abruptly as he glimpsed the color of the cover.

What’s going on?

The scripture Dezhi gave him had a golden cover, but now this cover was almost blackened.

Could it have been scorched when he fought Ye Liuyun?

"What’s wrong?"

Yan Fuhai frowned unhappily as he saw Wei Hongfang freeze mid-motion.

"Is there some problem with the scripture?"

"Of course not!"

That snapped Wei Hongfang out of it, scaring him enough to shiver.

No messing around—he shook his head reflexively.

"The scripture’s absolutely fine. After Master Dezhi gave it to this humble servant, it never left my person. No one had the chance to touch it!"

Wei Hongfang never suspected it was Ye Liuyun’s doing.

After all,

he himself was an Early-stage Grandmaster, too. If Ye Liuyun had stolen the scripture off him and swapped it out,

how could he have not noticed anything at all?

Obviously,

Wei Hongfang had no idea about the Flying Dragon Probing Clouds talent.

"Your servant only thought that with this scripture, master’s troubles could be solved very soon. I was simply overjoyed, and lost my composure a little!"

He made it sound heartfelt.

Even Wei Hongfang almost believed it himself.

"Good. As long as the scripture’s safe."

For Yan Fuhai, as long as the scripture was intact, nothing else mattered.

All those sentimental words from Wei Hongfang,

Yan Fuhai just waved them away, not even sparing him a thought.

Wei Hongfang wasn’t embarrassed; he obediently handed over the scripture.

In times like this,

Wei Hongfang couldn’t afford to think about anything else.

Even if the scripture were problematic, at a time like this, it had to be fine.

Wei Hongfang suddenly recalled what Ye Liuyun said not long ago: If Yan Fuhai discovered he’d messed up, or noticed he was of no more use—would he still be trusted?

The answer was obvious—no way.

He’d followed Yan Fuhai longer than anyone—he knew precisely what kind of man Yan Fuhai was.

Usefulness means survival; uselessness means death!

Cold-blooded and merciless.

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