Chapter 861: Chapter 284: Three Squads, Three Plans (Part 4)
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Zhao Qian’en locked onto a secluded corner and quietly dug a hole.
Bai Xiaolong distributed disguise pills to everyone; except Su Yue, everyone else altered their appearance.
Yang Lezhi had disguise techniques, his greatsword didn’t impede actions, and Meng Yang’s bag of trash was forcibly discarded by Bai Xiaolong for mobility.
Su Yue always needed to remain concealed in the warehouse, so he didn’t waste disguise pills.
In fact, Su Yue didn’t need to take the pills either, as Bai Xiaolong’s supply wasn’t plentiful, and he and Meng Yang wandering the streets were quite risky.
The outer area of the cave’s entrance was also very safe.
So Meng Yang left with Brother Garlic.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang, who were referred to as a couple due to Su Yue’s slip of the tongue, also quietly left.
In the pitch-black warehouse, only Su Yue remained.
Next, Su Yue wasted no time, operating like a diligent little bee, he began to crazily employ the Lan Ball Battle Method.
Spark after spark of explosives was buried by Su Yue in the secret spots of the energy stones.
These sparks needed a period to ferment, just right for a day.
Su Yue was afraid someone would discover the clues, so he hid the sparks in very secret locations.
Unfortunately, the only flaw of the Lan Ball Battle Method is its inability to conceal the sparks.
Three hours later.
Su Yue hid in the darkness, slowly recovering Qi Blood.
Success!
He had already set up 36 Lan Ball sparks, a very auspicious number.
Just wait till tomorrow, when the Lan Balls can explode here.
Su Yue, being the caster, could even feel the exact timing.
"There’s half a day left, I can’t waste it, let’s check out where the Grandmasters are held, maybe I’ll find some clues!"
Su Yue thought about it and decided to leave the warehouse.
Perhaps because the great battle is coming, the previous transport convoy is the last batch for a while, so Su Yue wasn’t disturbed.
Seven War Generals!
Su Yue simply couldn’t stand idly by.
Though he might not be able to rescue them, he would try his best.
Honestly, Su Yue wasn’t very confident.
Even with simple reasoning, forcing Lin Dongqi to act by capturing seven Grandmasters—how could the guards be off guard?
Su Yue was merely giving it a try.
Three hours passed, still unaware of Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang’s poison needle plan’s progress.
Su Yue was less worried about Brother Garlic and Yang Lezhi’s plan.
It wasn’t that he didn’t worry about Yang Lezhi, but he oddly trusted Brother Garlic.
This feeling was quite peculiar.
"Indeed, Jing Niao City lived up to its name by shattering Shen Zhou Wet Ghost Tower; different in scale from Mo Kai’s city!"
Leaving the underground cave, Su Yue switched to Yangxiang Race status.
He strolled to the bustling street, blending within the ordinary Yangxiang Race crowd.
Seeing the Yangxiang Race coming and going on the street, Su Yue could clearly feel waves of chilling killing intent.
Where exactly are the Grandmasters being held?
Su Yue frowned and found a Yangxiang Race gathering spot, like a teahouse for ordinary Yangxiang Race to rest.
Though everyone was a soldier, in times of peace, they lived like normal civilians.
The teahouse.
It’s a good place to gather information.
Su Yue squatted in a corner at the entrance, like a beggar.
No choice.
Not yet having reached the Fourth Grade, he simply wasn’t qualified to sit at the tables.
I, the dignified Su Yue, am reduced to this—sigh... You all discuss, quickly, discuss the matter of the Human Race’s Grandmasters.
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Wet Ghost Tower.
Lin Dongqi gazed at the distant Jing Niao City, motionless, like a wax statue.
This posture, he maintained for a day and night.
Who would have guessed, at this moment, Lin Dongqi had no heart.
In Lin Dongqi’s palm, his heart had been refined into a solid ice lump with chilling air seeping through, like transparent worms wriggling randomly.
At Lin Dongqi’s heart location was a special battle method.
Though this battle method replaced the heart, it could only sustain for one or two days; Lin Dongqi’s life had entered a countdown.
"Cang Ji, you sinisterly want my heart, here, I give it to you!"
"Cultivate well, don’t waste my good intentions."
Lin Dongqi’s heart refinement completed.
Buzz!
A vibration returned his heart to its bright red form, continuing to beat, identical to a normal Ninth Grade heart.
No one could possibly guess that this heart was poisonous.
Boom!
Lin Dongqi placed the heart back in his chest.
A burst of cold smoke flashed past, his chest was restored to normal; no one could detect a single anomaly.
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