One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 333: 270: Taking in a Dog, Sending a Message by Flying Sword

Su Heng’s indifferent gaze withdrew from the Wu brothers fleeing in a disheveled state.

He did not pursue them.

Instead, he reached out and patted the head of the Black Fire Giant Wolf beside him.

"Go, tear them apart," Su Heng spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Roar!" The leading Black Fire Giant Wolf raised its head and let out a wild howl. They leaped down from a hill dozens of meters high and sped toward their prey so fast that only blurry black lines could be seen streaking across the ravaged and dry land.

These giant wolves were already formidable, their physical prowess comparable to the Heavenly Deceit.

Having been remodeled and strengthened by the "Seed of Destruction," they had reached an incredible realm.

The distance of several kilometers was crossed in an instant, and on the ground and through the grass, trails of black fire footprints fiercely burned without extinguishing.

Bang!

The Wu brothers failed to escape and were overwhelmed with a mighty force.

In a life-and-death crisis, their strength burst forth nearly at full force, accompanied by a series of angry howls.

As more Black Fire Giant Wolves joined the battlefield, the howls quickly turned into cries of terror and pain.

But it was of no use.

These Deceit Beasts were transformed from the Seed of Destruction. Discover exclusive content at empire

They were extensions of Su Heng’s will, absolutely loyal, never resting until the mission assigned by their creator was completed.

Blood pooled on the ground forming a shallow mirror-like puddle, reflecting the mottled tree shadows on both sides.

Crack!

As two heads flew high into the air, the sounds abruptly stopped.

Su Heng leaped down from the hill, the pitch-black clouds behind him dissipating into nothing.

The two largest Black Fire Giant Wolves trotted up to Su Heng, dropping the two heads they were carrying in their mouths at his feet. Su Heng showed a satisfied smile, reached out, and patted the heads of the two giant wolves as a reward.

After a moment of thought.

Su Heng did not retract the power of the Seed of Destruction from these giant wolves.

Instead, he chose to let them stay, serving as extensions of his own senses.

Strolling casually into the stronghold of the Sect’s headquarters, a tower soaked in fire behind Su Heng collapsed with a crash, sending up billows of smoke and a wave of heat studded with sparks. Some surviving Sect experts appeared within the smoke, their expressions filled with caution, and subtly surrounded Su Heng.

Su Heng had come to break their siege, it was true.

But the aura he emitted was far more dangerous than that of the Wu brothers.

More importantly, as a powerful being of the Heavenly Deceit Realm, his perceptions were keen. Su Heng hardly bothered to conceal his intentions; his unfriendly aura was even more intense.

The remaining Sect experts, trembling in fear, dared not make a move.

Meanwhile, in the distance.

On the path extending forward.

A figure in a black dress hurried toward Su Heng.

It was indeed Sect Leader Ke Yulan.

Her expression slightly complex, she took a deep breath and, resigning herself, threw down the two long swords she held, knelt on one knee, and respectfully said, "I am grateful for your life-saving grace, revered senior."

"Do you know who I am?" Su Heng looked down at her, asking with a smile.

Though a smile was on his face, the aura he emitted grew even more penetrating. Ke Yulan’s delicate body trembled slightly as she responded, "In these seven provinces of Jiang and E, who does not know, who does not recognize the name of the Governor of Jiangzhou."

"Haha," Su Heng let out a cold laugh, "Your subordinates, including those two fools just now, didn’t recognize me."

A chill shot through Ke Yulan’s back, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

She hurriedly gestured with a glance, prompting the surrounding group of Sect experts to finally come to their senses, retreating backward to clear space.

To be honest.

Su Heng never really cared about his reputation.

Instead, having a well-known reputation sometimes invited trouble needlessly, obstructing his cultivation.

"Since you know who I am, you should also be able to guess my origin," Su Heng stated calmly.

Ke Yulan stood frozen in place, her strong capabilities as a woman controlling a notorious magic sect of the northern provinces not only demonstrated her power but also her cunning and delicate mind. Yet Su Heng’s simple question, if answered incorrectly, could lead to the annihilation of her entire sect.

For a moment, Ke Yulan sweated profusely, her sweat dripping into the cleavage of her chest, yet she was unsure how to respond.

"It was an oversight on my Sect’s part to fail to recognize your grandeur, please forgive us," Ke Yulan stammered.

"I originally came here intending to uproot your Sect entirely." The Sect that once was her adversary was now at the mercy of Su Heng’s single thought.

As Ke Yulan’s complexion paled, Su Heng shifted his tone and continued, "However, first tell me what exactly has been happening in the northern provinces. Also, why the Wu Family suddenly attacked your Sect without reason."

Hearing this,

Ke Yulan momentarily breathed a sigh of relief, still not daring to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Revered senior must have heard about the recent demonic tide outbreak in the northern provinces," Ke Yulan paused slightly, and seeing Su Heng nod slightly, she continued, "I was wondering why the Wu Family, as the dominant force in the region, encountered this issue but remained uninvolved."

"It wasn’t until today, when I encountered the Wu brothers, that I started to guess the whole story."

Su Heng said, "Let’s hear it."

"If there are no surprises, the Wu Family must have already secretly colluded with a demon god from the Heavenly Deceit Realm," Ke Yulan knelt on one knee, flames crackling beside her as she respectfully replied, "slaughtering civilians, orchestrating blood sacrifices. Capturing the strong, transforming them into puppets for the demon army’s descent."

"I just don’t quite understand why the Wu Family would do such things," Ke Yulan furrowed her brows and added in a low voice.

The matter of the Mythical Battlefield.

It is now limited to a small population among the three major immortal sects and the four great families.

Although the power of the Deceit Sect is decent, it is still incomparable to the heritage of the immortal families, and they are not qualified to touch such secrets.

"Is this just your speculation?" Su Heng stroked his chin, thoughtfully asking.

"Since the younger generation dares to speak of these matters, naturally, there is concrete evidence," Ke Yulan replied seriously.

"Please look at this, senior." She stretched out her hand and pointed distantly.

Following the direction of Ke Yulan’s finger, a collapsed burning ruin was revealed, pressing down on a large blood wolf. With permission, Ke Yulan then stood up from the ground. She lifted her hand and dragged the blood wolf out from the rubble.

She tore off a piece of her hem and spat on it.

Then with the saliva-moistened cloth, she gently wiped the shoulder area of the wolf’s forelimb, removing a layer of dust that had settled there.

"Hmm?" Su Heng’s gaze fell on the blood wolf, immediately noticing something abnormal.

As the dust was gradually wiped away, underneath the skin, a cross-shaped tattoo was exposed under the flickering light of the fires.

The cross-shaped tattoo was formed by two crossed swords.

Su Heng looked around.

On one side of the building that looked like a study, he saw a similar mark.

"These giant wolves, could it be that they are all..." Su Heng’s face grew somber, a disturbing thought suddenly emerging in his mind.

"My lord, your guess is not wrong," Ke Yulan’s clear eyes hinted at a trace of sadness. She collected her emotions, looking up at Su Heng and said calmly, "These giant wolves, in fact, are not real demons, but are transformed from the bodies of human Martial Artists through the use of a Secret Technique."

Su Heng released his senses, sweeping over the body of the giant wolf.

Although the bones and muscles had been severely deformed by torture, traces could still be seen in some of the internal organs.

"I’ve never seen such a wicked Secret Technique, it it weren’t for this tattoo..." Ke Yulan shook her head, "this person was named Huai Zhen, a grand elder within the Deceit Sect, with extreme demonic cultivation. Previously, he quelled a demonic surge, saving many, but he disappeared on the battlefield."

"I thought he had been severely injured, and had people search for a long time, but I did not expect to meet him again here," Ke Yulan sighed softly and fell silent.

"Hah!"

Su Heng scoffed coldly.

"I will handle this matter, but you..." his fierce gaze fell on Ke Yulan, "the debt your Deceit Sect owes me, I will not let it go. Don’t act pitiful here, I have never had much mercy for my enemies."

Ke Yulan shivered, lowering her head, and dared not speak again.

Crackle!

The flames burned and another building collapsed thunderously. Amidst the rising smoke, Su Heng’s breathing was slightly labored.

"Right!" After a moment of silence, Su Heng rubbed his temple, "By chance, I absorbed Xie Linyuan’s memories, and that guy Xie Xianyu, who came to assassinate me, seemed to also have some divine statue’s blessing on him."

"Bring me the information about these divine statues, they are useful to me," Su Heng curled his lips in a cold smile, saying to Ke Yulan, "On this matter, you had better pray that you are still of some use to me."

"I understand," Ke Yulan’s face instantly calmed.

She gestured to a Deceit Sect disciple in the distance and quickly, an ancient-looking scroll was brought before Su Heng.

This scroll recorded detailed information about eighteen statues, including their owners, methods of worship, and abilities that could be potentially gained. However, some critical information was deliberately obscured.

"No specific locations?" Su Heng’s brow furrowed.

"The specific locations of these divine statues are within my memory," Ke Yulan said. "If you need them, I can add a map for you, it would be ready soon."

"Nevermind, you lead the way, don’t waste too much of my time." The maps of this world aren’t as convenient as in bygone times. People have different habits, and the maps they make are also quite peculiar. Sometimes, you could misplace yourself just by following one.

"Phew!" Hearing these words, Ke Yulan let out a sigh of relief.

No matter what is said later.

For now, she could continue to live.

Moreover, she faintly heard from the rumors in Jiangzhou that this official had some peculiar habits.

Being in his hands, living was much more painful than dying. Ever since Su Heng’s deeds began to spread, Ke Yulan had lived in trepidation every day, considering moving away several times. But before she could make a move, she encountered this situation.

Contrarily, after truly meeting him, Ke Yulan’s hanging heart began to settle a bit.

"Shall we head out now then?" A pain shot through her arm; Ke Yulan slightly furrowed her brow but still carefully suggested.

"Now..." Su Heng shook his head, "we need to make a trip to the Wu Family first."

The divine statues would remain on the ground, not running anywhere.

But with the Wu Family openly rebelling, who knew what chaos they might orchestrate after a while, Su Heng didn’t have the heart to wait.

"Okay!" Ke Yulan responded considerately, "Shall I bring people along with me?"

Before Su Heng could answer, his ears twitched slightly. Looking up sharply, he saw a streak of black light crossing the void. He was initially startled, then his expression changed. Unfastening the black wooden sword sheath from his waist, he flung it into the sky, capturing the black light within it.

"It’s a flying sword messenger!?"

That thing, only Qin Shunying and Meng Huan knew the incantation. Whose message could it be?

Regardless of who sent the message, it was probably big trouble.