Chapter 104 - Dangerous Please Subscribe

Two outstanding gentlemen continued their conversation until dusk.

Ye Tian glanced at the sky outside and, folding his hands in a fist-and-palm salute, said to Su Chang’an:

“Mr.

Su, I have benefited greatly from our meeting today, and I look forward to the next.”

“You’re too kind, Mr.

Ye.

Would you like to leave the magical treasure you’re selling as an investment in the shop?” Su Chang’an’s tone was gentle, and his handsome, Immortal-like demeanor was graceful as he spoke, showing no signs of reluctance.

No feast can last forever.

“Alright, the magical treasure is in the storage bag.

If fate wills it, we shall meet again…”

Ye Tian placed a storage bag that was on him onto the table, then strode out of the room gracefully.

“Immortal Master, please take care…”

The waiter who watched the shop thought that the two of them must have had a great rapport after chatting in the room for so long and that he should show even more respect in the future.

Little did he know, this man had already become a shareholder of their shop.

He never considered whether the shop would soon close if this shareholder had not invested in it.

No sooner had Ye Tian stepped out of the shop than he, heeding Su Chang’an’s words, used his spiritual power to scan his surroundings for any unusual presence in the street.

He detected a faint hint of gunpowder in the air, mixed with something that smelled like gasoline.

Ye Tian paused, puzzled.

In the Cultivation mainland, people used magical treasures or animals like horses, cattle, and donkeys for transport.

Was there also advanced technology involving gasoline?

The scent of gunpowder…

was it not the smell Su Chang’an talked about, like that of firearms or explosives?

Ye Tian grew cautious.

As a Guardian God, he was there to maintain peace in the region and prevent any conspiracy from unfolding.

The source of the gunpowder and gasoline scent was none other than the shop into which he and Su Chang’an had invested, wasn’t it?

Was someone plotting against Su Chang’an?

Or could it be related to the Holy Pavilion?

No, that can’t be correct.

The shop’s proprietor, Jiang Tang, was merely an ordinary person, and his fate was uncertain.

So was the conspiracy aimed at Su Chang’an?

Ye Tian remembered Su Chang’an’s mention of a Hermit comparable to him, hence this person must possess Invisibility.

Ye Tian withdrew a magical treasure, the Heaven-Earth Net, from his storage bag and spread it out with spiritual power.

The Heaven-Earth Net was composed of specially made materials, boasting an invisible and transparent effect that made it imperceptible to the eye.

Impervious to both fire and blade, the net couldn’t be broken.

No matter how capable you are, if you can’t surpass the cultivation of the person who deploys the magical treasure, you can’t escape, just as fish cannot escape from a net in a pond.

Below, the Hermit, who had been watching the shop and was about to pour gasoline, was suddenly sucked up along with the gasoline can by an unseen force.

“Ah…

Bastard,” the person felt danger and quickly drew a sharp blade, cutting frantically at the binding net.

But the more he cut, the tighter the net constricted, until he could no longer move his hands.

Another person was in the process of setting up the explosives.

All they needed to do was place the explosives together with the gasoline, lead a fuse away from the explosives, light it from a distance, and it would explode with a bang.

Running away, they didn’t know who was behind this.

The explosion would also kill many people bustling in the street.

Their purpose wasn’t to create a terror event; they simply wanted to assassinate an elite disciple from one of the Ten Great Clans, the Sword Sect.

By committing one assassination after another, they planned to eliminate the capable younger generation of the nation’s Cultivation World, thereby enabling their conspiracy to unfold.

The person loading the explosives had just finished setting them up and was about to call his accomplice to move farther away when he realized his accomplice had disappeared.

He too was sucked away to a location along with the explosives.

“Dammit…

mmm mmm”

Before these two could finish cursing, they were bound together like a rice dumpling, with the gasoline can and explosives tied to their bodies as well.

They were still invisible at this time, and the people on the street had no idea that they were in danger.

Those vending on the street were still vending, and those shopping were still shopping, completely unaffected.

Perhaps they would smell something different, possibly pay it no mind, and the folks on the street did not panic.

The bound people, with their backs facing Ye Tian, had not seen the person who captured them.

In fact, there was a look of fear and panic on everyone’s faces.

“Mmm mmm mmm”

When they tried to curse someone or call for help, they felt their mouths open but couldn’t make out a word, only puffing up a bubble of air, which scared them even more.

Before, they had missed their targets many times, but only failed once when facing Su Chang’an.

They had killed many elites and had seen the fear on the elites’ faces, which gave them great pleasure.

With twisted minds, they committed even more perverse acts.

They had been plotting for ten years, initially just dealing with poisons, causing some elite disciples to be poisoned without a cure, preventing their cultivation from advancing.

This method had pleased them greatly, but a few days ago they discovered that Su Chang’an was unaffected, his poison cured.

The leader had sent the two of them to assassinate Su Chang’an.

They had failed to kill him previously, and the attempt had left them heavily injured.

They had acquired gunpowder and gasoline from their base, and they didn’t travel here using any magical treasures for flight from their country.

They came by ship, which of course carried sea oil, high technology that they didn’t need to buy from other countries.

The explosives and firearms ammunition had been prepared upon their arrival, as their national ships smuggled in supplies once every year to the base, all for maintaining their stockpile.

Ye Tian saw that they looked no different from the cultivators he knew, save for the language barrier, unable to understand what they were saying.

But he knew they were cursing, so how could he let them continue unabated?

In his previous life, Ye Tian had been a university student in a highly advanced technological nation and the offspring of a wealthy family.

He had learned English and Mandarin, but not the language of the hermit nation.

He had only heard a couple of curse words, just like those used by the two dwarfs a moment ago.

Indeed, they were dwarfs.

Standing next to the nearly 190 cm tall Ye Tian, these two men looked a full head shorter, appearing to be only about 160 cm and pudgy, with peculiar hairstyles.

Ye Tian didn’t say a word but covertly sent a telepathic message to Su Chang’an.

This method of telepathy could only be received by those with a Golden Core or higher cultivation, and only if they were within a close distance.

“Su Chang’an, you should thank me.

I saved your life.

If it weren’t for me, you might be ashes by now,” he conveyed.

After Ye Tian left the room, Su Chang’an took the Storage Bag Ye Tian had given him, handed it to the waiter, and instructed him to sell the Magical Treasures inside for a high price, and not to display them in the shop for sale, nor let anyone know they had such high-value items to sell.

The Magical Treasures were to be sold only to familiar customers, not to strangers.

Su Chang’an worried that once he left the shop, the waiter would not be able to safeguard these high-tier treasures and that they might be taken by others.

He was also concerned for the waiter’s safety.

The patrol team on the streets couldn’t arrive immediately after the incident occurred.

In one second a person could be dead, particularly someone with low cultivation like the waiter, whose death would come no slower than that of an ordinary person.