Legend of the Heavenly God
Ch. 146 ~ Old Beggar
Tan Hao rushed towards the tower after taking a long time to listen to the information conveyed by Fen Fang. Before leaving, Fen Fang gave some brief advice and said he was ready to help Tan Hao with some approved conditions.
"Who is the so-called Maharaja of Yan? To have loyal followers like the two of them ... Ah, it seems that indeed I should immediately settle this matter and rush to the royal city!" muttered Tan Hao while observing the front of the tower while his steps were so regular.
What Tan Hao knew about the matter was not enough, although he could slightly position his thoughts to understand what was going on. His encounter with the old beggar who possessed such unreadable power, made Tan Hao feel excited to know the true nature of the world.
Some of the important information and messages conveyed by the beggar named Fen Fang was enough to make Tan Hao curious, about one of the two people Fen Fang talked about having an heirloom book that he was looking for.
Tan Hao believed that the person's age was likely affected by one of the five scriptures of the holy goddess he had. Although he also did not know the function and what was in the Book of the Six Dragon Gods, but a little bit of himself understood that.
His body that had fused with the two scriptures of the holy goddess a dozen years ago and although not yet fully studied one of them but his strength and ability increased many times, especially if it had been decades. It is quite conceivable how mastery that person has achieved.
Armed with the message that Fen Fang conveyed regarding the possible location of the person's weakness, Tan Hao was quite confident. Although his strength was reduced a lot after Ye Yuan and the Heavenly God Sword were uncertain when he would return.
Tan Hao walked down the hallway of the tower which was quite dark while using the basic level of the God's Eye and God's Instinct. It is clear that there are several dividers separating the room and two sides of the stairs that are circular to the top.
Meanwhile, Xinxin accompanied by Mu Yuan was in a different room but still inside the tower, looking at a translucent crystal ball. Both of them looked seriously at what was inside the crystal.
Yan Chui himself was standing on the last rung of stairs waiting for Tan Hao as per Yan Mu's previous proposal. While Yan Mu himself was sitting leisurely in front of Sui Jiu.
"Aura here why so familiar? And again, what kind of existence is this?" inner Tan Hao before leaping over the steps after previously seeing the direction from the end.
"God! This guy is very confident...? I can fight it alone, cih...! Aren't the two of them exaggerating like this!" mu Yuan said trivially interspersed with several breaths.
Xinxin looked different, he knew very well how strong Tan Hao was and how high his abilities were. Mu Yuan's words paid no heed to his vision from the crystal ball Yan Mu had given him some time earlier.
"Shut up and watch. This person had many precious objects of high quality, so it was only natural that the two of them intervened directly. This is for the sake of smooth initial plans, hmm ...!" timpal Xinxin a moment later which made Mu Yuan only chuckle lightly without any intention of retaliating.
On the other hand, Fen Fang was still sitting casually on the tree branch he had previously occupied. It was seen he was playing a tone using a leaf while his gaze was fixed to the top of the tower.
A moment later he stopped and smiled, a gust of wind rubbing his long hair down.
Fen Fang held the demonic flute, observing it so deeply. It was clear that two tears were dripping about the flute he held tightly.
"Since then I have not used this gift of yours! I no longer want to sacrifice someone precious for strength alone, but after meeting that young man! Do you know what? My heart felt calm, there was a sense of peace that I felt, and somehow I felt like helping her! I feel like protecting her ... Is this the right thing, Squirrel Hermit?" muttered Fen Fang while observing the demonic flute while one of his hands was still clutching a dried-up leaf, for a moment then his gaze moved to the tower interspersed with a faint smile.
At the same time, Sui Jiu, who was locked in a torture prison, was still being whipped in turns but his eyes were staring at the floor which he was shooting quite sharply, it was not the pain he felt but rather the memory of Xin Jiu's sacrifice and death.
The shadow of the past was created just like that in his mind along with every whip that hit his back, Sui Jiu felt that this was the punishment of the heavens for failing to save his brother's life.
"You're actually a tough woman! It's just, you're too brave to interfere in other people's affairs and look up to your abilities...! My teacher said, that's not good. Not good," said Yan Mu shaking his head slowly with a still smile.
"Sad...! You may be a great man of strength, but a fool of conscience and kindness ...!"
"Hehe, right! Is it good to sacrifice the most precious? What is a conscience if you have to see someone die before your own eyes...? My teacher said, that's not good. Not good,"
Sui Jiu was wide open to hear the words of Yan Mu, his eyes became different but still did not move from his sight. He was surprised, how could Yan Mu know what he was thinking. But his common sense returned to work after Tan Hao's shadow suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Maybe you're right about that! Add more to your torment, I consider this a punishment for me," Sui Jiu said as she closed her eyes.
Yan Mu only widened his smile, looking as if he was playing two golden balls the size of grapes in his hand. His gaze was still fixed on Sui Jiu's bowed face.
"Oh! He almost reached this place...! It's a shame to have to fight it at a time like this ... That fucking Yan Mu, cih!" yan Chui grumbled while looking at the direction of the stairs descending in front of him with both hands folded at the back waist.
Yan Chui let his strength air as if depressed by the presence of Tan Hao. He planned to make Tan Hao fight without using his weapon, because Yan Chui knew very well how troublesome it would be if Tan Hao used the sword of a hollow god.
Tan Hao was still leaping over the steps with a straight up glance while maintaining his speed.
"Miss Sui! Hang in ...."