Martial Arts Crossover: Something's Wrong with This Evil Sect

Chapter 129 The Tortoise

Then Hua Manlou looked at Sikong Zhaixing and exclaimed, "Brother Sikong's skill in stealing is truly remarkable. No wonder you earned the title of King of Thieves. I admire you!"

"Brother Hua, you're too kind. We've become acquainted through this theft, so this pendant should be returned to its rightful owner!"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Sikong Zhaixing's face. After all, it was a bit unreasonable to steal from one's own brother, especially since the man was quite polite.

However, when he saw Hua Manlou's eyes, he still asked with some curiosity, "Young Master, what are these eyes of yours?"

"That's right, Manlou is blind."

Hua Manlou responded with a light laugh, his tone utterly indifferent, as if Sikong Zhaixing wasn't talking about him, but about a completely unrelated person.

Sikong Zhaixing realized she had been reckless, but she still couldn't suppress her curiosity.

"In that case, I wonder how Young Master Hua was able to find me in this environment?"

I'm confident that I've mastered the Concealment Technique to its highest level; even a grandmaster might not be able to detect me!

"Since childhood, due to a certain incident, Ms. Hua has become blind. In order not to cause trouble for others, she has specially trained her sense of smell and hearing, and relies on her sense of smell and hearing to distinguish things."

"What you heard? What you smelled?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of curiosity flashed across Sikong Zhaixing's face. The martial world was vast and full of wonders.

However, this was the first time he had ever met someone like Hua Manlou. But whether he was real or not, he would find out soon enough.

"Young Master Hua, the fan pendant is returned to its rightful owner. Please keep it safe!"

After saying that, Sikong Zhaixing threw the valuable fan pendant in her hand towards Hua Manlou, while keeping her eyes fixed on Hua Manlou, wanting to see how he would catch it!

Dan Tianxie also watched the scene before him with great interest.

"Thank you very much, Brother Sikong!"

Without any hesitation, Hua Manlou extended his fair, jade-like right palm, moved it slightly, and then caught the fan pendant precisely in mid-air.

He casually picked up the fan pendant and hung it back on the fan.

"Brilliant! Sikong Zhaixing is truly impressed!"

Hua Manlou's entire routine was so fluid and graceful that even Sikong Zhaixing would have found it hard to believe if she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes.

Even if a blind person is highly skilled in martial arts, they must have suffered a lot to achieve this level of skill. This reminds me of my own experience back then.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He loved making friends with interesting people more than anything else in his life, and only now did he truly acknowledge Hua Manlou.

"I remember I mentioned the eye-changing technique to Senior Hua before, I wonder if Brother Hua..."

Dan Tianxie asked, knowing that Hua Manlou loved life, but the Ming Dynasty was so big that there were plenty of people willing to sacrifice their eyesight for wealth and glory, or even death row inmates.

"Not bad!" Hua Wuque nodded.

"My father did mention this to me. Actually, for the Hua family, finding someone willing to perform an eye transplant wouldn't be difficult."

It was a hurdle in Hua's heart that she couldn't overcome: once she had eyes to see the world, her senses of smell and hearing would atrophy.

But Hua still needs these two things to catch a villain. Although everyone says he's dead, I know he's still alive!

At this point, Shan Tianxie understood that Hua Manlou's goal was to capture the Iron Shoe Thief!

Hua Manlou's eyes weren't like that from birth; he was blinded fifteen years ago by the Iron Shoe Bandit, who is still alive and well.

Now that time has passed, it's difficult for Hua Manlou to recognize the person from back then just by looking at them. Only by relying on his honed sense of smell and hearing can he have a slim chance of catching up with them.

Afterwards, Shan Tianxie did not continue the topic. With the addition of Hua Manlou, the number of people in the group became even larger. Everyone split up and searched the entire first floor in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, but they did not find any clues.

Xia Xueyi, with a frosty expression, joined the others. After some discussion, they decided to try their luck on the second floor, since the first floor was mostly occupied by wealthy gentry, and that level might not be high enough.

The group then headed towards the corridor not far away, but a small incident occurred just as they reached the stairwell.

"Want to go up to the second floor? I'd appreciate it if you could demonstrate some real skills!"

Several burly men in black blocked the stairwell and spoke in low voices.

Dan Tianxie looked at the countless palm prints and weapon marks in front of him, and seemed to understand something.

Too lazy to waste any more words, he simply clenched his five fingers into the void, activating the Star Absorbing Technique, and an incredibly violent suction force burst forth from his palm.

The burly men felt their inner strength surge forth, rushing towards the young master before them. Moreover, the suction force made them almost unable to control their own bodies, and they too were drawn towards the young master.

The men's expressions changed drastically instantly, their hair stood on end, and they cried out that they were doomed! They had run into a tough opponent!

I don't know why the building has to set up this ridiculous rule. They have to make them the goalkeepers for the second floor. This job is not easy.

You have to understand that in the martial arts world, if you want to see someone's true skill, it's fine if you encounter someone from a reputable sect just hanging around. But if you encounter a master, at most you'll take a couple of blows and be bedridden for a few days.

However, if you encounter a bad-tempered member of the demonic or evil sects, whether you survive or not truly depends on their mood and how well you can beg for mercy.

"Young master, please have mercy! I have an eighty-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old baby crying for food. Please, young master, forgive us and let us go!"

The burly man in the lead was quick-witted. Under immense pressure, he forced a fawning smile onto his face and fluently delivered the lines he had prepared beforehand. Then he closed his eyes tightly. At this point, doing anything else was pointless; it was purely a gamble!

"interesting."

Dan Tianxie smiled calmly. There was no need to bother with these small fry now; it would be better not to affect his mission.

Then, as he withdrew the true energy from his palm, several burly men immediately felt a sense of relief throughout their bodies, collapsing to the ground covered in sweat.

They all thought to themselves, "This job is too dangerous. Tomorrow I'll have to spend some money to go somewhere else. I'm so lucky to be alive this time!"

The group slowly walked up the steps and arrived at the second floor of the Blissful Pavilion.

The second floor is much more spacious than the first floor, because there is only one table on the entire second floor.

There were no options for betting big or small on the table; instead, there were four tracks, the purpose of which was unclear.

Everyone looked at Sikong Zhaixing, since he wasn't a first-timer.

"How would I know? The bets on the second floor start at a thousand taels. I never dared to come up here before."

Just then, a masked man dressed in black walked up to the table.

"Alright, everyone, are you all ready? We're about to start! Today's bet is the tortoise!"