The Demon with Holy Radiance-Chapter 89 - 83: Blood Wood Daoist, Right Under Your Feet

Chapter 89: Chapter 83: Blood Wood Daoist, Right Under Your Feet

Because the Blood Wood Daoist across from him was also sizing him up.

"Are you the new Supervisor for the Blood Bat Gang?"

As soon as the Blood Wood Daoist spoke, Wu Jinsheng also stopped and looked toward Yang An.

The two gangs had had many dealings, so they knew who the Blood Bat Gang’s Supervisor was. But the man before them was not Pi Chu; he was a complete stranger.

Clearly, the Blood Bat Gang had a new Supervisor.

Normally, the position of Supervisor was not one that changed hands easily. For this to happen, something must have happened to the previous Supervisor, forcing someone else to take over.

But when Wu Jinsheng looked at Yang An and sensed his Cultivation Level’s aura, he was stunned.

’Only the Middle Stage of the Fake Food Realm?’

’No, that’s not right!’

He looked at the formation of the Blood Bat Gang members across from them. They were clearly centered around Yang An, and their attitude was extremely respectful.

’How could someone with only a Fake Food Realm Cultivation Level possibly keep these people in line? There was clearly a trick at play!’

"That Supervisor..."

Wu Jinsheng immediately tried to warn the Blood Wood Daoist beside him, but the Daoist cut him off with a raised hand.

What he could see, the Blood Wood Daoist could naturally see as well.

"I am the Blood Wood Daoist of the Three Sacrificial Temple. And how should I address you, Fellow Daoist?"

"Life Crane Sect, Mu’an!"

Yang An replied with a smile. The other man had only given his title, Blood Wood Daoist, so naturally, Yang An wouldn’t reveal his real name either.

"Since Fellow Daoist Mu is here, we will let today’s matter drop. I hope you can keep your subordinates in line and not provoke any more disputes."

"We will take our leave!"

After speaking, the Blood Wood Daoist turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

The essence of today’s incident was that the Iron Tiger Gang had seized the opportunity of the Blood Wood Daoist’s visit—and the Blood Bat Gang’s lack of a Supervisor—to try and inflict heavy losses upon them.

Who would have thought the Blood Bat Gang would actually have a new Supervisor show up?

The Blood Wood Daoist couldn’t see through Yang An’s Cultivation Level. Feeling wary, he decided to simply leave. After all, there was no rush.

Wu Jinsheng hadn’t expected the Blood Wood Daoist to leave so abruptly. He had wanted to say something more, but seeing that the Daoist was already far away, he had no choice but to order his men to retreat.

Watching the Blood Wood Daoist’s retreating figure, Yang An was also surprised by how decisively the man had left.

He had maintained the Illusion Technique to hide his Cultivation Level ever since arriving in Jinlong City, precisely to prevent others from easily seeing through him.

If his opponent couldn’t see his true Cultivation Level, they would either become careless or act with caution.

Either reaction would be to his advantage.

Under the cover of the Illusion Technique, both sneak attacks and probes would be relatively easier to pull off.

He just hadn’t expected the Blood Wood Daoist to be so cautious as to retreat without even a single probing attack. That was rather surprising to Yang An.

Only after the men from the Iron Tiger Gang had moved far into the distance and their torches had vanished from sight did Meng Wuchang and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

Even with Yang An present, the Iron Tiger Gang still had Wu Jinsheng, who was in the Primordial Feeding Realm. In contrast, everyone on their side was currently in the Fake Food Realm.

If a real conflict had broken out, the Blood Bat Gang would have surely been at a disadvantage unless Yang An could completely crush the Blood Wood Daoist.

After strictly ordering his men to guard the edge of the territory, everyone gradually dispersed under Meng Wuchang’s command.

With the matter settled, Yang An paid them no further mind. He gave a few instructions and returned alone to the Blood Bat Gang’s base, quickly arriving at his residence.

But just as he was about to enter his room, Meng Wuchang came running over in a panic.

"Lord Imperial Envoy, this is bad!"

He shouted as he ran anxiously through the corridor.

"What happened?"

Seeing his hurried appearance, Yang An asked with a frown.

Meng Wuchang approached Yang An, looking like he had something important to say, but before he could even speak...

A bloody light suddenly shot into his chest, piercing straight through it!

A cloud of blood mist erupted from Meng Wuchang’s back!

Meng Wuchang froze on the spot as a large amount of blood gushed from his chest. He looked stunned, as if he hadn’t expected Yang An to suddenly attack him.

"Lord Imperial Envoy..."

He looked up at Yang An, as if wanting to ask why he had done this.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, a blinding white light exploded before his eyes.

With Yang An at its center, a white, red, and gold light erupted, instantly engulfing the entire courtyard of his residence.

Meng Wuchang didn’t even have time to react before he was swallowed by the sudden radiance. Bathed in the light, he was vaporized in an instant, unable to even let out a scream.

A few seconds later, when the light faded, Yang An still stood calmly in the same spot.

He looked at the black ash covering the ground, identical to how Jin Shou had died. Even the ashes seemed to be piled in the exact same way.

’I can’t believe the Blood Wood Daoist was this weak!’

That’s right. The person he had just killed wasn’t Meng Wuchang, but the Blood Wood Daoist!

When he had first seen the Iron Tiger Gang at the edge of the territory, Yang An had taken a precaution, planting a Qi Seal on both the Blood Wood Daoist and Wu Jinsheng.

He did it to prepare for a potential fight, ensuring he could track their locations if necessary.

But what he hadn’t expected was that the Blood Wood Daoist, who he’d thought to be so cautious, would actually sneak back and approach him disguised as Meng Wuchang.

Little did he know that within a one-li radius, the moment the Blood Wood Daoist thought he was cleverly disguised and began to sneak closer, Yang An had already detected him and locked onto his Qi Seal.

In Yang An’s eyes, the Blood Wood Daoist’s actions were tantamount to burying his head in the sand.

’Was this guy trying to probe me?’

Yang An felt a flicker of doubt, but then he glanced at the black ash on the ground. The man was already dead; his purpose no longer seemed important.

Shaking his head, Yang An turned his gaze toward the corridor.

The commotion here had quickly attracted the attention of others. The real Meng Wuchang was rushing over with a large group of men, a tense look on his face.

When they saw the courtyard of Yang An’s residence once again covered in a layer of black ash, but with no enemy in sight, they were all completely bewildered.

’Who did the Lord Imperial Envoy kill this time?!’

"Send a message to the Iron Tiger Gang. By noon tomorrow, right here, I want to see every Magic Scripture in their collection!"

Yang An ordered Meng Wuchang.

Now that he had killed the Blood Wood Daoist, the strongest person left in the Iron Tiger Gang was only their Gang Leader, Wu Jinsheng. He was no longer a threat.

To avoid wasting time and gather Techniques as quickly as possible, Yang An decided to issue a direct command.

In fact, something Jin Shou had once said was quite right: since the Blood Bat Gang didn’t have what he wanted, he should just check the other gangs.

Originally, Yang An had planned to have the Blood Bat Gang first try to search for any unclaimed Techniques within Jinlong City.

But since the Blood Wood Daoist had delivered himself on a silver platter, Yang An couldn’t possibly refuse his kind offer.

He urgently needed to increase his strength and raise his Cultivation Level’s ceiling. Whether it was the possibility of that old man recruiting new disciples into the Life Crane Sect, or his Tenth Senior Brother, Xuan Kang, both gave Yang An a strong sense of crisis. (Chapter 77 has been revised; this passage connects to Chapter 77.)

Killing Pi Chu before had certainly attracted the attention of his other sect-mates. In a future confrontation with Tenth Senior Brother Xuan Kang, he would definitely lose the element of surprise.

Yang An wasn’t confident in a head-on clash. The gap between them was already immense. Only by finding more or stronger Techniques could he hope to close the power gap with Senior Brother Xuan Kang and have a chance at obtaining the subsequent Cultivation Technique.

But upon hearing Yang An’s command, Meng Wuchang froze, a troubled expression appearing on his face.

"Lord Imperial Envoy...

The Iron Tiger Gang is protected by the Blood Wood Daoist. You saw him earlier. If we do this, won’t it..."

At this point, Meng Wuchang couldn’t continue. He was already sweating profusely with nervousness, afraid that one wrong word would incur Yang An’s wrath.

But if he said nothing and the task failed, he would surely be the one to suffer.

He couldn’t understand why the Lord Imperial Envoy had suddenly come up with this idea. ’Could it be that he’s confident he can deal with the Blood Wood Daoist? Is that why he’s not afraid of fighting the Iron Tiger Gang?’

"Just send someone and do as I commanded. The Iron Tiger Gang no longer has a Blood Wood Daoist."

Yang An said calmly.

"You mean... the Blood Wood Daoist has already left Jinlong City?"

Meng Wuchang asked, confused.

"No, the Blood Wood Daoist is already dead."

"Huh? Dead?"

"Yes. Right under your feet."

"..."