Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 345 Delivering the Message in Person, Spearman

Upon hearing this, the Night Light Cult Leader couldn't help but smile sincerely.

"To be honest, my Dingxiang Boy is the leader of an evil sect."

He looked at Liu Yan and said, "The Park brothers from earlier, as far as I know, should be the true controllers of the Pure God Society."

"However, their Pure Spirit Society has a unique ideology, which is to regard pure young girls as goddesses as spiritual symbols, making it easier to deceive believers."

"If I'm not mistaken, that sixteen-year-old goddess is His Majesty's destined one, isn't she?"

Liu Yan chuckled: "That little girl is ruthless by nature. She doesn't smile usually, but she likes to see blood. That suits my taste perfectly."

The Night-Bright Cult Leader stroked his beard and said, "In that case, we are indeed destined to be associated with these evil sects. Your suggestion coincides with my own."

He also considered trying to control more of the evil factions, so that he would have a large and powerful force under his command, making everything he did easier.

However, recently he has mainly been familiarizing himself with the modern situation and training the divine bat messengers, and has not yet had time to really make a move.

Chu Tianshu was also very satisfied.

This is, after all, a foreign country, and the Special Police Division has no obligation to investigate the heretical sects thoroughly for them.

Therefore, the information that Helai can provide may not be as much or as fresh as the information that the local evil sect leaders possess.

With the help of people like the Night Cult Leader, it's enough to identify all the truly powerful evil sect leaders in Busan.

"However, evil factions are very exclusive and rarely cooperate or communicate. They are also very wary of being tested by their peers. Although my subordinates are the most deeply rooted faction in Busan, they only have a general understanding of the other factions."

The Night Cult Leader said, "We need to know which ones are pure frauds and which ones actually have some strength, and roughly know their main strongholds."

"But it's hard to say exactly where their leader is."

The heretical faction in South Goryeo was characterized by a high degree of centralization.

The more evil a leader is, the less likely they are to easily relinquish the power they hold.

If the leader cannot be captured in one fell swoop, even if the other so-called middle-level core members are captured, it will be difficult to make the sect work for us.

"This is simple."

Liu Yan waved his hand and said, "Your men must have been poisoned by some kind of bat demon. They should all have the talent to use echoes to investigate the details of the terrain."

"Send your men to their stronghold to listen for secret rooms, tunnels, and other such things, to hear the movement of people, and to identify the places the cult leader frequents."

"And I also have a group of subordinates who have been granted dragon blood. As long as they lick the things that the leader often touches, even if they are just ordinary items and not magical artifacts, they can use this to track down the leader's location."

Tracking spells are easily disrupted in places with chaotic energy fields.

Busan is the second most prosperous city in South Korea after Seoul, but it is also a port city and not a capital city with a special status like Seoul. Therefore, it is particularly mixed with all sorts of people, and the number of evil factions is much greater than in Seoul.

Liu Yan was actually confident that his subordinates, who had been granted dragon blood, could accurately track targets in this city.

The wonders of that dragon blood subtly surpassed those of the bat demon poison.

Chu Tianshu looked at the Park brothers being dragged into the car outside the door and asked in surprise, "The dragon blood is so miraculous, but your two capable subordinates seem to be ordinary people?"

Liu Yan's expression darkened slightly: "I was only waiting for them to become more capable before making any moves, but now it seems I have no choice but to reward them sooner rather than later."

The Night Cult Leader's eyes flickered.

Liu Yan's abilities and strategies are remarkably similar to those of the Night Cult Leader.

In contrast, although Tian Jushi himself is quite capable, he doesn't seem to have any means to quickly train his subordinates.

Liu Yan suddenly glanced at the Night Cult Leader.

The two exchanged a smile, but their eyes held a deep sense of apprehension.

"Alright, you've only just formed an alliance, and you're already so wary of each other. How can you possibly cooperate effectively?"

Chu Tianshu interrupted their eye contact with a cold and stern expression, and gave a low snort.

"It seems that even if more evil spirits come looking for us, we can't let them join this alliance."

"Only a tripartite alliance can be considered the most stable."

After a moment's thought, Liu Yan and the Night Cult Leader both understood this principle.

A group of three strong individuals is the most convenient, because in the end, they will definitely turn against each other in order to compete for the cave.

If it's a group of three, even if two of them suddenly team up to attack the third, that third person might still be able to escape.

This can actually create a situation of mutual checks and balances, making everyone feel more at ease when joining forces to attack other enemies.

However, if it's a group of four, and three of them attack the other person at the same time, the probability of that person being killed is too high.

Moreover, none of the four people could say for sure whether they would be the ones who got tricked and killed.

As a result, they are too wary of each other and are constantly on guard against internal strife.

When they fight together, they dare not exert too much force, so the alliance is meaningless.

"Haha, what the layman said makes sense."

Liu Yan laughed and said, "When we meet the fourth person, whether he is righteous or evil, he will only be our prey!"

The Lord of Nightlight nodded and smiled.

Chu Tianshu's face remained indifferent, but inside he was overjoyed.

Bad guys are bad guys because they have more wicked traits.

The malice within them is more easily amplified.

Chu Tianshu only needs to direct this malice towards the same kind of villains.

Only then did the three of them finally enter the living room.

The wine cabinet in the living room is filled with famous wines from all over the world.

The Night Cult Leader indeed brought over the wine, intending to drink with the two men.

Liu Yan perked up at the aroma of the wine: "I don't want those thin, small cups, I want a big one."

The Night Cult Leader put down his wine glass, took a few multifaceted crystal glasses, and placed them on the table.

Chu Tianshu sat at the table and adjusted his watch.

His actions were open, aboveboard, and honest, so neither of the two men paid much attention to them.

They never imagined that Chu Tianshu was sending messages to his real comrades.

The Special Police Division's most advanced translator is, of course, far more sophisticated than that. Even if an outsider intercepts the encrypted signals it sends out, they cannot crack them. They can only detect that it is synchronizing with network time or searching for translation materials.

Moreover, this hillside villa actually doesn't have any signal blocking equipment at all.

In the hotel suite, Yuan Zhonglu got up from the sofa, took out his phone and glanced at it.

It was an unfamiliar number. When I clicked on it, I found that it was a message forwarded from a special police base station.

Chu: I'm currently undercover, waiting for news.

"what?"

Ms. Yuan was a little confused, but she quickly realized what was going on and took a closer look at the time and date displayed on her phone. It turned out she hadn't slept for three or four days.

So, how long has Dr. Chu been gone? He's already infiltrated the enemy base?

That's incredibly efficient.

Chen Ying had already learned a lot about Chu Tianshu from Teacher Yuan, and now she felt quite at ease with him.

"In that case, let's wait."

Chen Ying flicked his whisk and sat cross-legged opposite him.

"You should also get some sleep and not slack off."

Yuan Zhonglu said helplessly, "But I feel very energetic right now, and I have a little trouble sleeping."

"Can I watch TV for a bit?"

Chen Ying didn't say anything and closed her eyes to rest.

She carried a long sword on her back, its apricot-yellow tassels floating and intertwining on their own, like two little yellow figures practicing sword moves.

Yuan Zhonglu had already turned on the TV and was holding the remote control, but he was also staring at the sword tassel, finding it very interesting and becoming engrossed in it without realizing it.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, an exaggerated sound came from the television.

It turned out that a program exploring traditional crafts was playing on TV.

The production team of this program put a lot of effort into it. They didn't just sit in the studio chatting; they actually went to visit families who had mastered traditional crafts.

Telling folk tales, comparing modern craftsmanship, and having guests try things out...

The host is very entertaining, and the guests are all popular idols and hot stars, so the ratings are always very high.

Most importantly, this program claims that everything is broadcast live, and fans have reportedly visited the site and confirmed that it is indeed broadcast live.

This episode features a visit to the inheritor of ancient weapon quenching techniques.

The host and guests were standing in a small courtyard, surrounding an old man.

The old man was not only a restorer of the ancient Goryeo traditional quenching technique, but also a well-known collector, who was showing off his collection.

"Because of the large number of ancient weapons that have survived to this day, most ancient weapons, except for a very few that have special significance, do not have high collectible value."

The old man displayed several ancient swords one by one, including a katana.

"However, because I am particularly interested in the techniques of ancient famous blades, I have put in a lot of effort to collect some ancient weapons that may not be very famous, but are very well preserved."

"This sword is said to be the famous sword worn by the Japanese general Konishi Yukinaga when he invaded Goryeo and captured the capital. After Japan was defeated and retreated, the sword was lost to the common people."

It was at this moment that the guests exclaimed in surprise.

This famous sword, said to be several hundred years old, gleams with a cold light when drawn, and its blade is covered with patterns resembling broken scales.

The old man placed a tuft of hair on the blade, blew on it gently, and the hair was cut off along the blade.

Several guests jumped up excitedly and applauded enthusiastically.

After receiving the knife, the host made exaggerated expressions, deliberately acting silly, and stared at the others, who then cooperated by making fearful faces.

"Even with this knife, only the blade is intact; the hilt is rotten. The current hilt is a replacement I made."

The old man had his apprentices bring over a very long box.

These four young apprentices were all tall and heavy, dressed in white vests, with prominent muscles on their arms, yet they still struggled to lift the box together.

"But the weapon I'm about to talk about has survived for hundreds of years, and even the wooden shaft is intact."

The wooden box was opened, and on the yellow brocade lay a long weapon.

A long wooden pole painted red, with a black iron spearhead.

"According to my investigation, this is the weapon of General Luo Yunggu, a general who came to the aid of the Ming Dynasty."

Seeing the blank looks on the guests' faces, the old man patiently explained, "The Ming Dynasty sent tens of thousands of troops to aid us at that time, but General Luo, although he was the deputy commander of the Shenji Battalion, only had a mere six hundred men under his command."

"He led a mere six hundred men and achieved the feat of being the first to scale the walls in the Battle of Pyongyang."

"Afterwards, he was ordered to teach our ancestors martial arts such as spear, sword, and wolf-tooth rake. Combining our ancestral martial arts, he compiled the 'Illustrated Treatise on Martial Arts,' which was a must-read for ancient Chinese dynasties."

"In our country's Wulie Temple, his incense burned until the last century, when it became deserted."

Seeing the blank looks on the guests' faces, they clearly didn't know who this person was or what book that was.

The host quickly sheathed his sword, rubbed his hands together, and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright, let me be a brave general for once today."

The old man was sighing when he suddenly saw him reach for the halberd. His expression changed, and he quickly said, "No!"

The host made a very forceful gesture to pick up the weapon, intending to lift it above his head in one go. However, with such a strong effort, the weapon barely managed to come off the wooden box.

The weapon's tip was particularly heavy, causing it to fall directly to the ground.

Keng! !

The halberd struck the gap between two stone bricks, and both bricks shattered.

The host's hand bled, and he screamed and backed away.

The old man knew the weight of the weapon and dared not lift the shaft at that moment, so he quickly dodged.

Just before the gun barrel hit the ground, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard, stepped past the host, entered the shot, and grabbed the long pole with one hand.

The host felt a gust of wind brush past his eye, and upon closer inspection, exclaimed, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?!"

The old collector shouted even louder than the host, filled with shock.

"How can you hold this crescent halberd with one hand?"

Only then did everyone realize that although the person was only holding onto the end of the long pole, the halberd blade, which had originally fallen to the ground, had been raised a few centimeters and was now suspended in mid-air.

The man who suddenly appeared was tall, with a square face, gray hair and beard, and many wrinkles on his face. He also had a cigarette in his mouth.

He was wearing a leather jacket and jeans that looked like they hadn't been washed properly, but it didn't look out of place at all when he was holding this long weapon.

Humans and weapons seem to be a match made in heaven, born for each other.

"This is not a crescent halberd."

The man twitched his hand, and before anyone could understand what was happening, the butt of the gun moved rapidly backward, allowing the middle section of the gun shaft to slide into his palm.

"Although it has the shape of a halberd, it is called..."

"Mandarin Duck Formation-Breaking Spears!"

Inside the hotel.

Yuan Zhonglu has a peculiar eye; he senses that this person who suddenly barged into the show has an indescribable aura.

Chen Ying suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the television.

(End of this chapter)