Tribulation of Myriad Races

Chapter 803: Among Giants (3)

Not far away.

Su Yu and the weaponsmiths entered a large building. At the hall, he saw that the environment there was nice. The smell and the location were also good. He was smiling, but inwardly, he was cursing.

What kind of place had the idiot Bai Junsheng brought them to? The real Cui Lang would probably love this place. But this was a group of master weaponsmiths. Why did Bai Junsheng bring them here as well? It was so ridiculous that Su Yu was actually impressed.

He did not make it clear what place this was. He didn't know if those weaponsmiths knew it, but he decided to ignore it. He reckoned that they wouldn't mind even if they knew. Before long, everyone sat down and started talking about weaponsmithing.

The earth weaponsmiths and Su Yu started exchanging pointers. Su Yu no longer lacked experience and foundation. Thus, he was able to converse well with these earth weaponsmiths. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.

At the same time.

Marquis Xia had just gathered all the information about Cui Lang. After reading through the information several times, he handed the documents to Xia Huyou and said, "Take a look and see if you can discover anything."

Xia Huyou read through the information and enviously said, "The people of Great Ming are experts when it comes to having fun. This Cui Lang...his life has been a lot more interesting than ours..."

"What are you focusing on? Did I tell you to focus on that?"

Marquis Xia was somewhat furious. Did he tell the little fatty to read about Cui Lang's past escapades with women?

Xia Huyou laughed awkwardly and continued reading. After a while, he rubbed his chubby chin and said, "There's nothing special about him. But he was only a yellow weaponsmith previously. His growth is way too fast. Did he grow rapidly after he went into hiding to escape Senior Cheng Mo?"

He was now a peak profound weaponsmith. Of course, according to some testimonials, Cui Lang was only an early or middle profound weaponsmith previously. He had only reached the peak profound grade due to Zhao Li's help.

Old Zhao had actually helped an outsider right after their first meeting. This was truly surprising. After going through the information several times, Xia Huyou did not find anything suspicious.

Marquis Xia said, "Pay close attention. We still don't know if there is any issue with Cui Lang, but Old Zhao's Soul Expanding Art is being coveted by many people. This Cui Lang is too flippant. Be careful lest he ends up leaking the Soul Expanding Art everywhere."

Xia Huyou nodded, "I understand. Su Yu knows the Soul Expanding Art as well. I already knew it was strong before this. This incident has further proved that fact. What a pity that Elder Zhao is too difficult to deal with. If possible, maybe I can try to learn from Su Yu instead."

"Su Yu..."

Marquis Xia blanked out slightly before going through the information yet again.

Suddenly, he asked, "Does Su Yu know how to forge weapons?"

"Huh?" Xia Huyou answered blankly, "No. He only learned the Soul Expanding Art from Elder Zhao, nothing else. In fact, he had only visited Elder Zhao three or four times during his time in the academy."

"Are you sure?"

While rapping on the table, Marquis Xia said, "Do you think Su Yu is aware of Feng Ji's trial?"

"He's in seclusion to recover from his injuries. I doubt so."

Suddenly, Xia Huyou's expression changed as he said, "Second, Granduncle, you mean..."

Marquis Xia shook his head, "I was only curious. Soul Expanding Art, Zhao Li, Su Yu, Cui Lang, and weaponsmithing. Cui Lang has appeared out of nowhere with an incredible level of talent. I'm wondering if he's related to Su Yu."

Xia Huyou laughed, "Second Granduncle, don't be too suspicious. This Cui Lang is a peak profound weaponsmith."

"But he was an early profound weaponsmith before this." Marquis Xia countered, "Su Yu knows the Soul Expanding Art. With his talent, if he spends some time to train hard, will it be hard for him to reach the early profound grade?"

"..."

Xia Huyou shook his confused head and said, "But he's too busy for that. It's currently June, and he only joined Great Ming around a month ago. And during that time, he had to cultivate, advance, battle Shan Xiong, and recover from his injuries..."

But suddenly, Xia Huyou stopped talking. Was that really impossible?

Marquis Xia said, "Whatever. It honestly doesn't matter."

He left one thing unsaid. When Cui Lang was in Nanyuan, there were several deaths there. And those who were dead were the ones who had offended Su Yu. When Marquis Xia first heard about that, he had wondered if Su Yu had sent some people over. Or perhaps it was Great Ming. But...was it possible that Su Yu himself was the killer?

Su Yu...Cui Lang? But one of the dead was a ninth-stage Cloudbreach!

"Fire character, elemental escape technique, powerful physical body, and willpower at the level of a Mountainsea..."

Recalling the report he received, Marquis Xia sighed and said nothing else. It was normal for a weaponsmith to have a fire character.

As for the elemental escape techniques, Marquis Xia was aware that Su Yu was capable of transforming into wind, water, or even shadow to escape. After all, there was a shadow race member in Hong Tan's research center.

With the Soul Expanding Art, numerous characters, and a character technique, it wasn't too surprising that the commander in Nanyuan would misjudge the strength of the killer.

Marquis Xia shut his eyes. Cui Lang...Su Yu!

How brazen.

But that level of talent was truly astonishing. Marquis Xia could hardly believe that someone was actually capable of becoming a peak profound weaponsmith in only a few months. If he hadn't linked all the clues together, he never would have guessed that Cui Lang was actually Su Yu.

Did Su Yu even have the time to practice weaponsmithing? And was it so easy to reach the peak profound grade just because one started to learn? If it was that easy, Great Xia wouldn't have been stuck with only one earth weaponsmith for so many years.

Of course, that had changed with Zhao Li's advancement, increasing that number by one. Even someone who knew Su Yu well like him found that hard to believe. Others would probably not think of that possibility at all.

Most people were still unaware of the similarity of all the killed individuals in Nanyuan. Only Great Xia knew as they had the full list of those who had entered Su Yu's home before. And since most people couldn't find any similarity between the dead individuals, many believed that someone was trying to stir up trouble.

Nobody suspected Su Yu. Marquis Xia was the only person who had directly linked all those deaths to Su Yu. And since Cui Lang was also in Nanyuan at the time, he had no choice but to link Cui Lang with Su Yu.

"If Cui Lang is actually Su Yu, Old Zhao's attitude would be perfectly understandable. He didn't pick Cui Lang because of his eccentric nature. Rather, he knew that was Su Yu. He was trying to cover for Su Yu. Hu Qi was also doing the same. In that case, Hu Qi probably knows his identity. Apart from Hu Qi and Zhao Li, is there a third person?"

Marquis Xia looked in Heart Cultivating Pavilion's direction. Was that fellow aware as well? Would Su Yu mess with some of their plans with his arrival? That damn brat had a terrible temper. He was not one to swallow his grievances for the future.

During Feng Ji's trial, Chen Yong would definitely be exposed as the actual killer. Humanity would then label Chen Yong as a traitor. There was no avoiding that unless they could provide proof of the crimes performed by the dead military officials. How would Su Yu react to that?

"He might be weak, but he has an incredible ability in troublemaking. He better not create yet another big trouble and ruin our plan!"

At that thought, he looked at Xia Huyou and said, "Tomorrow, you will try to rope in Cui Lang. Stick to him during the public trial."

"Huh?" Xia Huyou was confused. What was his second granduncle trying to do?

Cui Lang? Su Yu? An odd look appeared in Xia Huyou's eyes as he nodded, "I understand. By the way, the three Invincibles are holding a public trial in Great Xia during the absence of both Father and Great Grandpa. Will there be any trouble?"

"Nope." Marquis Xia said, "It will be fine. After all, we're in Great Xia. Your great grandpa is not dead yet. Even the three Invincibles need to think carefully before creating trouble here. Don't worry."

"Fine." Xia Huyou asked, "Should we move our army around tomorrow? The three Invincibles might not create trouble, but we still need to be on guard against others. Should we move the secret soldiers and station some Mountainseas and Sunmoons around the city? If anyone dares to create trouble, we can cut them down and claim that they're cultists."

"..."

Marquis Xia gazed at Xia Huyou silently.

Holy shit! When did this little fatty become so ruthless? Was he worried that his old man was not in enough trouble?

"Are you trying to inherit the throne earlier?"

Xia Huyou flashed an innocent smile and said, "What are you saying, Second Granduncle? Am I that kind of person? Great Xia has been staying patient for way too long. To be honest, the people under us are getting restless. We need to show the world that Great Xia's blade is still sharp."

Marquis Xia beamed and said, "If our blade is too sharp, would anyone still dare to enter Great Xia? From your father's generation, Great Xia's blade has stopped being sharp. Without your father around, Great Xia's blade has turned into a blunt blade."

"Blunt blade..."

Xia Huyou pensively asked, "You mean..."

Marquis Xia lazily said, "Comprehend it yourself. When a blade is blunt, how should we make it sharp again?"

"Grind it."

"Grind it?" Marquis Xia smiled and said nothing.

Xia Huyou raised his brow. After a while, he nodded, "I understand. I'll be taking my leave, Second Granduncle."

What did the brat understand? Marquis Xia did not ask. Nor did Xia Huyou make it clear. Grinding a blunt blade is a dumb solution. One could simply cut more people down and the blade would naturally become sharp again.

When was Xia Family's blade the sharpest? When they were beheading someone. Their sharpest blade had always been reserved for the cultists. Often, the cultists would lose their heads before the blade had even fallen fully. Their blade was simply too murderous. After walking out of Marquis Xia's room, Xia Huyou looked up at the dark sky.

"Heh..."

After a while, he grimaced. Fine. They shall retire their blade for now. It was still too early to grind their blade. As for whether Cui Lang was Su Yu, he couldn't be bothered to think too much about that.

He would naturally find out during their meeting tomorrow. But tomorrow wouldn't be a good day. He could only hope that Cui Lang or Su Yu wouldn't cause more trouble for them.

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