This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 480 - 478: This kid...never thought about fighting head-on

Chapter 480: Chapter 478: This kid...never thought about fighting head-on

In the bustling town, in a corner of the tavern’s main hall on the first floor, Wu Wang and Dong Gao, a pair of martial brothers, were enjoying a drink together.

Not far behind a wooden pillar, two middle-aged men dressed as merchants were laughing and toasting continuously. However, whenever Wu Wang and Dong Gao spoke, the voices of these two men would diminish.

The conversations nearby revolved entirely around the upcoming grand competition.

"Brother, the qualification for the grand examination that Sister Chun Luan secured for me must have taken a lot of effort."

"Indeed," Dong Gao said with a smile. "That’s a martial arts class personally initiated by the Liuli God. Countless people are desperately trying to get in."

"The pressure is quite significant."

Wu Wang sighed. "My talent is just ordinarily excellent; Liuli City is filled with so many prodigies."

Dong Gao patted Wu Wang’s shoulder. "Hey, just give it a try," he said warmly. "If you don’t even try this time, you’ll certainly regret it immensely when you’re old. Neither I nor your Senior Sister have had such a chance."

Then Wu Wang asked, "Brother, how many recommendation spots are there?"

"Over three hundred."

"That’s just for the Earth Class, over three hundred of them. Roughly one in twelve is selected, so you have a chance too," Dong Gao said. "Many talented individuals fail to obtain a recommendation. It’s quite normal."

"Hmm."

Wu Wang nodded, his gaze still somewhat anxious.

"Come on, drink this up!"

Dong Gao winked at Wu Wang, who revealed a barely noticeable smile. After clinking glasses with his brother, he tossed back his head and downed it in one gulp.

"Brother, I’m going back to my room to meditate."

"We leave early tomorrow morning," Dong Gao said. "Eldest Senior Sister sent a letter asking us to delay our arrival in Liuli City by a day. Although I don’t know why, since Eldest Senior Sister has instructed us so, we shall follow her guidance."

"Okay."

Wu Wang chatted with Dong Gao for a few more moments. Dong Gao called over the waiter to settle the bill, ordered a few more dishes, and went upstairs with Wu Wang.

They had rented two rooms in total, separated by gender and adjacent to each other.

Wu Wang’s expression was calm as he pushed open the door to his own room. Dong Gao, carrying the dishes, went to deliver them to Senior Sister Qiu Li and Jin Wei. After he went in, they began to chat and laugh.

However, Wu Wang wasted no time. He picked up the bag from the corner by the bed and lay down on it.

After closing his eyes and waiting for a while, once the feeling of being watched had faded, he quickly stuffed the bag into the blankets, barely forming a human shape. Then, he darted to the previously opened window and stealthily slipped into the night.

In the Martial Spirit Realm, one could use Divine Thought to probe. However, the martial arts passed down from the Martial God didn’t include systematic spiritual cultivation methods. If there was a bit of distance, Divine Thought could only sense things vaguely.

The scene downstairs just now was, of course, an act he and Dong Gao had performed together.

The main goal was to reassure the group that had been plotting against them earlier, explaining why they had suddenly returned during the daytime.

From the moment Wu Wang had identified the other party’s spy, the initiative had been in his hands.

Who was the other party?

Why did they want to ambush him?

Wu Wang didn’t know, but tonight he was going to find that answer.

In the night, the two wealthy merchants, who were previously dining near Wu Wang and Dong Gao, stepped onto a lavishly decorated carriage together.

Wu Wang moved like the wind, traversing through the dimly lit areas among the multitude of homes, leisurely following the carriage.

The carriage left the town. A figure darted from within, moving at a swift pace toward Liuli City. Wu Wang, like a ghost, followed closely behind this sixth-grade Martial Soul ’spy’.

"Zhong?"

"Master, I am here."

"Protect Jin Wei."

"Rest assured! Even if you encounter trouble, Jin Wei won’t!"

Wu Wang nodded confidently but still felt that something was a bit off.

Although this is my incarnation, isn’t that little broken bell being too blatant?

Well, time to find an opportunity to teach this bell a lesson, or it’s going to be utter chaos soon!

Meanwhile, up in a certain cloud in the sky, a burly man lay on a cloud bed, leisurely sipping from a jug of wine while watching Wu Wang chasing the spy through a Cloud Mirror.

"The Yellow Sparrow."

Luckily, this robust man wasn’t targeting Wu Wang’s incarnation; at that moment, he was merely hiding and enjoying the show.

The Martial God clucked in admiration. "What courage. For a seventh-grade Martial Soul to take the initiative to attack is truly commendable. It’s an honor that he’s my chosen little apprentice. Overall, though, it’s still too risky."

Well, it wouldn’t be a big deal if he "accidentally" sent down a few bolts of lightning later. This is his territory, after all. If anyone disagrees, they can challenge him to a one-on-one fight!

「A short time later.」

In a forest more than ten miles from the town.

The ’lookout’ who had dashed over stopped in his tracks. A faint sweat was on his forehead as he cooed twice towards the woods.

Responding coos came from the forest. Five figures dropped from the trees, squatting in the undergrowth in a neatly coordinated manner. They touched heads with the approaching lookout as they whispered secretively.

Two Martial Spirits, four Martial Souls.

The Luili Realm sure has its share of ’experts’ lurking in the darker corners.

Wu Wang’s ears twitched, picking up their conversation clearly.

"Qing Shan and his party delayed their entry into Liuli City by a day upon receiving a letter from our Eldest Senior Sister, probably to avoid the tense situation in the city. After all, they are nobodies."

"Uncle, should we proceed with the plan as before?"

"What else can we do?" a low voice from a third-grade Martial Spirit Realm elder answered. "We arrived late, and these are the only few options left. Everyone else has entered Liuli City! The city is no ordinary place nowadays. It’s wiser for us to keep our distance."

"Why don’t we keep things simple?"

Another Martial Spirit Realm middle-aged man suggested in a low voice, "Kill this Qing Shan and have a junior with a similar build take his place."

"That’s not advisable," the elder frowned. "Do you think it’s that easy to deceive a god? We need a puppet. If he can make it into the Earth Class, we’ll support him all the way to the next grand competition."

"Could the god discover our strategy?"

"No need to overthink. We just follow orders," the elder’s lips curled into a slightly sinister smile. "Who can resist the Clear Spirit Pill? Once they take the first one, they’re hooked."

In a corner of the underbrush, Wu Wang crouched, diligently taking notes.

Good grief, he thought, there’s no need for torture when villains willingly spill their plans. Is it truly a staple for them to unwittingly reveal their schemes during a casual conversation?

So these are the forces from the Twelve Realms beyond the Luili Realm?

They’re daring indeed, coming right up to the outskirts of Liuli City to plant their sleeper agents in the martial arts classes held by the Liuli God.

However, as Wu Wang carefully gauged the power of this group, he had a realization.

These must be the ’cannon fodder’ sent to try their luck.

Martial Emperor Realm martial artists were the peak experts of the Twelve Realms and naturally not to be risked by being sent into the heart of other Divine Realms. Young Martial Spirit and Martial Soul Realm elites, on the other hand, were precious resources.

Only those with shaky foundations and impure spiritual power, who had no future, would be dispatched by their masters to other realms to engage in such despicable tactics.

Clear Spirit Pill?

Resorting to such tricks, I have the right to take their lives directly.

Wu Wang drew six hair-thin silver needles from the wrap tied around his leg, infusing them with wisps of spiritual energy until they turned almost invisible.

Face-to-face combat?

This isn’t a ring fight; why waste spiritual energy on a direct approach?

Just as he was about to act, Wu Wang’s eyelids gave a slight twitch, and a different thought flashed through his mind.

Test the extent of infiltration in the Luili Realm?

This was indeed a good idea. I’m about to step into the center of the strife across the Martial God World’s Twelve Realms, and I have to be well-informed.

At once, Wu Wang gently tapped his fingers, releasing a wisp of pale green breath from the six silver needles into the ground.

He focused on concealing his presence, the traces of his path, and his killing intent, feeling the flow of Spiritual Energy and merging with the surrounding woods.

Wu Wang squatted motionlessly in the thicket, his breath completely stopped, and his eyes gradually lost their focus.

In the high skies, the Martial God had already sat up, carefully staring at Wu Wang’s posture and movements in the Cloud Mirror, muttering to himself in wonder, uncertain about what Wu Wang was up to.

"Those eyes, why have they suddenly lost focus?"

Stroking his chin, the Martial God murmured, trying to sense Wu Wang’s state, but found that Wu Wang now seemed just like a blade of grass.

What does this mean?

The Martial God’s broad forehead was filled with question marks.

Suddenly, Wu Wang’s right hand, clutching the silver needles, lightly flicked.

This motion was very ordinary, soft as if lacking any strength, but the surrounding environment produced tiny ripples, which made the Martial God’s eyelids twitch slightly.

To be in harmony with the environment... this was to...

Six silver needles flew out of the thicket silently. Under the starlight, they looked like six strands of spider silk floating in the wind. They skimmed across the ground, dispersing and drifting, before quietly piercing into six necks.

There was no reaction, nor any sign of resistance.

The six unguarded figures stumbled simultaneously and immediately began to fall in all directions.

The Martial God clearly felt it. The silver needles thrown by the youngster contained a certain toxin. During the explosion of that subtle yet intricate force, this toxin knocked out the souls of these six people.

Indeed! Was it that easy?

The Martial God took a moment to get his bearings, staring at Wu Wang’s profile through the Cloud Mirror, yet found his favorite young man with the same expressionless face, still squatting there, with no hint of liveliness in his eyes.

The previously stirred ripples quietly dispersed, and he returned to his state of blending with the grass and trees.

The Martial God tried to calculate. He realized that if he were one of those six people, even with Martial Spirit Realm cultivation, he would have been caught off guard unless he had prepared earlier and protected himself with Spiritual Power.

These two Martial Spirit Realm warriors here are too weak; their Divine Souls are not strong, their perception also not sensitive enough.

So thought the Martial God, and then he recalled Wu Wang’s series of preparations before this.

For warriors below the Martial Emperor Realm, intuition was likely the only defense against this kind of stealth attack.

Right at that moment, Wu Wang’s wrist in the Cloud Mirror shook again, and another six reddish silver needles flew out.

Unlike the trajectory of the previous silver needles, these six needles took complicated paths through the forest. They seemed disordered but actually pierced the chests of the six people from various directions.

Yet again, a fierce poison that harmed the soul.

The Martial God suddenly remembered that, these past few years, this fellow had been to the mountains several times and caught some poisonous insects...

"Quite cautious indeed," the Martial God said with a chuckle, his eyes full of admiration.

When the weak strike against the strong, strategy is essential. One hit must be accurate, without any negligence, highlighting this youngster’s mature and seasoned nature.

Who says that all of us in the Twelve Realms of Martial Gods are simple-minded brutes and headstrong people? When it comes to strategy and plotting ambushes, we in the Martial God World are also exceptional.

Look at this young man, isn’t he self-taught?

"The battle turned out quite well. Although simple, it greatly tested this lad’s nature," praised the Martial God. "It has not been in vain, the hard work I put into cultivating him."

Suddenly, Wu Wang buried his body even lower, camouflaging himself more deeply...

The Martial God’s mouth twitched fiercely.

Still going?

With a flick of his hand, the third batch of silver needles flew out. This time there were eighteen, buzzing like a swarm of bees in a chaotic dance, coming from all directions, piercing the wrists and ankles of those six people.

The two Martial Spirit Realm experts were given extra attention.

The Martial God’s expression began to change.

The fourth set of silver needles flew out... then the fifth...

The six experts were essentially finished. They wouldn’t die, but with their Divine Souls poisoned and their meridians heavily damaged, they would be half-disabled for life.

The Martial God’s face looked as though he had been poisoned through thin air—he was completely numbed.

After a while, Wu Wang stood up, his figure fast as a phantom, darting through the shadows of the moonlight. He dashed behind a Great Tree close to the six people and silently waited for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before revealing himself and starting to strip the clothes off the six individuals.

Among them were two women; Wu Wang’s actions were neither slow nor did his gaze waver.

In the Twelve Realms of the Martial God World, a Storage magic treasure was an extremely rare treasure, and these six individuals certainly did not possess one.

After stripping them, Wu Wang easily found the secrets hidden on their persons, but unfortunately, he couldn’t find their identity tokens.

Spies would never carry their "agent credentials" on them.

Pocketing the ’jade’ notes that represented a large amount of Bay coins and picking up a few nicely shaped weapons, Wu Wang made a small fortune for himself.

With money, I can buy more deadly poisons and make more silver needle-type hidden weapons.

The ’budget’ of these six people was quite ample after all.

"Is this that so-called Clear Spirit Pill?"

Wu Wang weighed two Jade Bottles in his hand and took a careful sniff, a look of disgust flashing in his eyes.

Harmful stuff.

With a casual toss, the two Jade Bottles flew sideways for more than ten yards and then exploded into powder with a POP.

He took a man’s robe and sliced open the finger of a Martial Soul Realm cultivator. Wu Wang, channeling through the air, then pinched the cultivator’s finger to write the words ’we are spies’ before covering the six people with the robe.

After completing these tasks, Wu Wang hid nearby for a while before stealthily leaving the area.

In the town, he ’picked up’ a satin handkerchief meant for a lady. He drew a map to capture the thieves on it and delivered the map to the bedside of a patrol captain in the town.

Methodically finishing these tasks, Wu Wang returned to the inn, drifted past the window of Jin Wei and Qiu Li’s room, and lay back down on the bed next to his senior brother Dong Gao, closing his eyes to sleep.

High above the clouds, the Martial God activated several Cloud Mirrors, his face troubled as he sat in deep thought.

As a wise Martial God, is my own definition of martial virtue... too narrow?

As dawn gently broke, several Martial Artists draped in Battle Armor rushed out of the town. They followed the path Wu Wang had taken the previous day, all the way to that patch of woods.

About two hours later, a large number of the town’s patrol teams deployed, heading towards Liuli City.

Wu Wang and his three companions honestly stayed in the inn, waiting for Dong Gao’s uncle to send someone to pick them up. They planned to head for Liuli City by the afternoon at the latest.

After the four had breakfast, news began to circulate in the inn. It was said that spies from the other Eleven Realms had been caught, and many prominent figures in Liuli City had been alerted.

Wu Wang did indeed perceive the presence of Martial Emperor-level experts within hundreds of miles around him, and not just one or two, but waves of them.

Subsequently, this town, situated at a key east-west crossroads, churned out numerous pieces of news, of varying truthfulness.

The identities of those spies seemed to have been clarified, yet it also seemed they hadn’t.

The focus of attention quickly shifted from the spies themselves to the mysterious expert who had captured them.

While Wu Wang and his companions were eating lunch in the inn, they overheard a loud discussion at the next table from a few well-informed individuals:

"It is said that the person who captured these spies left only a map drawn on a handkerchief. The methods used were incredibly skillful! This person has a mastery of martial techniques and can shoot hundreds of silver needles in the blink of an eye, sealing the vital points of experts!"

"Do you know what’s the most outrageous part? At the site where the six spies were caught, not a seventh person’s footprints were found, nor was any trace of their presence left behind."

"This must be the work of a peerless expert of the Martial Emperor Realm, fourth or fifth rank."

"Those spies wanted to plot against this grand competition, and the senior experts of our Luili Realm finally couldn’t sit still. They should have stepped in to deal with these guys long ago; they were just too arrogant!"

Qiu Li and Dong Gao looked at Wu Wang, who just shrugged his shoulders innocently.

But what caught Wu Wang somewhat off guard was that the Soldiers who came to pick them up in the afternoon brought news of the latest developments in the incident.

Those six spies, almost ready to confess mid-interrogation, died mysteriously, right in the most heavily guarded dungeon of Liuli City.

Wu Wang couldn’t help but press his hand to his forehead.

This Luili Realm has long been sieved through by the other Eleven Realms!

I can’t stay, I really can’t stay. If I enter the Earth Class, I’ll have to be careful about being drugged even when I eat!

Perhaps I should deliberately fail in the grand competition?

But then, the earnest gaze of his teacher surfaced in Wu Wang’s mind...

Oh well, no matter what monsters or demons, I just need to keep myself well hidden.