I Can See Your Combat Power

Tang Luo was certain that there had been no human involvement in the second challenge, and that Master Chen did not seem like someone who could be merely assigned by a humble acolyte of the Dapeng wrist.

Therefore, the only bad thing that had already happened to him was nearly losing Tang Xing to Buddha Son Yankong.

But there were also many oddities about this, for it should have been Bu Xiao who orchestrated it. Why then did it involve Dapeng Mountain’s lead disciple Duan Qianchou? Was there some hidden secret?

Remembering Xu Lao Ying’s repeated assurances, Tang Luo suddenly felt something fishy. Although his elder cousin might not be the wisest, his judgment of people was pretty accurate. The friends he chose, be it Mi Bai or Ji Fu, all seemed sincerely genuine.

Even if Bu Xiao wanted revenge for his cousin, in consideration of Xu Lao Ying’s face, he surely wouldn’t resort to such a ruthless strategy, which would involve another holy land. After all, it would be unprofitable for Martial Saint Mountain.

However, there were countless follies in the world, and Tang Luo had long since lost the leisure to decipher all such foolish thoughts. Even if Bu Xiao had not been the one behind Tang Xing’s incident, he could not be completely absolved of responsibility. To execute the prime culprit was enough, but now, having heard Nong Zhaoxian’s words, he realized that there was an additional dimension to the matter that he could not ignore.

“Thank you, Brother Nong, for sharing this information. It is very important to me. Now, if you’ll excuse me for a moment.”

Tang Luo bowed to Nong Zhaoxian, turned away with a somber face, and headed towards Bifang Mountain, where he had many doubts he wished to consult with the female medical officer Wen Ruolan.

If one cannot even find the correct target for revenge, that would be, simply ridiculous!

Gliding close to the ground, Tang Luo returned to a peak adjacent to Bifang Mountain at an alarming speed. A group of physicians was rebuilding the medicinal valley that he and Yankong had damaged. But after searching the area, Tang Luo could not find Wen Ruolan, and what’s more surprising was that among these physicians, not a single face was familiar.

“Excuse me, Medical Officer, where did the medical officers who were working in the medicinal valley during the competition go?”

“What do you need them for, young man?”

“Oh, I came to participate in the martial arts competition, and I just finished the second challenge today. I specifically came to express my gratitude to the medical officer, but I can’t find them.”

“It’s rare for young people to know gratitude these days, that’s good, very good. Unfortunately, you are a step too late. Those medical officers were invited by the Saint Child from the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion to treat the injured fighters from various arenas. The Bifang Mountain competition has ended, and they left yesterday morning. They’re probably back at the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion by now. If you’re really grateful, you might consider visiting the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion after the martial arts competition ends.”

“Thank you for the information, Medical Officer.”

Tang Luo said goodbye to the venerable old medical officer with Daoist virtues and turned to leave.

At this point, he was still in the second challenge of the martial arts competition. If he rashly left the Martial Saint Mountain territory, he would be deemed to have forfeited. Originally, if the little chap had been there, he could have had him send a letter out. However, because he needed to participate in the second challenge and couldn’t take care of him, he had the servant take the little chap to the Longxi embassy.

And the range of activities for the Martial Saint Mountain servants was within the Martial Saint Mountain territory, at most extending only to Kunwu County. This meant that he could only visit the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion after the martial arts competition to resolve the doubts in his heart.

Arriving in high spirits only to return despondent, it was already evening by the time I returned to Xumi Mountain. Nong Zhaoxian, however, was still waiting by the bodhi tree. Upon seeing Tang Luo, he hurriedly greeted him with a surprised joy, “Brother Tang, how did it go? Have you resolved the issue?”

Not expecting Nong Zhaoxian to have waited for him all this time, Tang Luo felt very apologetic and said sincerely, “I was unaware that Brother Nong was waiting here, and I am truly sorry. However, I did not encounter any unfairness in the second challenge. My departure was due to investigating another matter.”

“Is that so…” Nong Zhaoxian’s face suddenly flushed with embarrassment. Having been so certain before, he now felt somewhat awkward and could only force a laugh, “Well… it’s good that you didn’t encounter any unfairness, umm… I wonder if you were able to investigate the matter to your satisfaction?”

“I gained nothing, but now that I know where the clues lead, finding the truth is just a matter of time.” Tang Luo then thanked Nong Zhaoxian, “All thanks to the information from Brother Nong, I am deeply grateful. Should you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can send word to the Sect Head of Lanshan City in Longzhou West or Unparalleled City in Red Cloud Mountain. As long as it is within my power, I will never shirk.”

The so-called reciprocation of favors is a matter of give-and-take in relationships. Since the other party had shared such important information with him, he would reciprocate with the owed gratitude and favor.

The scions of great houses care most about their reputation, which is not only a matter of their family’s face but also their personal power.

To build such power, the most important aspect is the kind of people one can befriend. Before the martial arts meeting, the Longxi Alliance was just a rising power in Longzhou, but after the meeting, everyone would remember the name Tang Luo.

This would not only enhance the prestige of the Longxi Alliance but also raise the status of those scions who had befriended Tang Luo.

Extracting a medallion from his bosom, Tang Luo handed it to Nong Zhaoxian, and said earnestly, “Brother Nong, please keep this token safe. If you run into any urgent situation and I am not in Longxi, do not worry; take this token to Lanshan City and find the First Star General Du Sha at the Marshal Star Pavilion. He should be able to help you resolve most ‘people or matters’.”

The sons of major clans differ from smaller family scions. For smaller clans, a son with great strength is regarded as a peerless talent and receives great attention from his family. But for a major clan like Yancang’s Nong family, proving oneself requires more than just strength.

For a major family, the strength of a young person is but a trivial matter; they value more the heart and hand, the ability to deal with the world. And even major families adhere to a simple logic of resources.

If you can turn one unit of resources into five, I will give you ten. If you can turn ten units into a hundred, I will give you a thousand.

Responsibility is always proportional to ability; the more often you prove yourself, the more the family will lean towards giving you more resources. That is why the competition among the scions of great houses is particularly brutal – it’s about how to multiply the resources and power at one’s disposal.

Powerful external support can indeed give a young scion of a major house an edge in future competitions, like adding wings to a tiger.

As the legitimate heir of Yancang’s Nong family, Nong Zhaoxian certainly knew what the token represented. He was well aware that his own talents paled in comparison to the monstrous prodigy before him, but with this promise, it meant that Tang Luo would help him secure a pivotal battle.

“Thank you, Brother Tang!”

With trembling hands, he took the token and treasured it away in his bosom as if it were the most precious thing, feeling that he had obtained something even more important than victory in the martial arts meeting.

A hint is all a wise man needs. Tang Luo smiled at the young scion and cupped his hands, “It’s getting late; I won’t take up more of your time, Brother Nong. You should head back to your room for a meal and to practice. Tomorrow will be the last day of the second challenge.”

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