The Tree Realm Descends on Douluo Continent

Chapter 135 Arson

Tang San led the group out of the warehouse cautiously. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at the brightly lit buildings in the distance.

He could tell just by looking at these buildings that these places must be inhabited by craftsmen responsible for making concealed weapons. But there were just too many of them.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, we'll figure out the rest later!

Tang San looked up, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "Let's go."

This was the first time Xiao Wu had ever seen Tang San with such an expression, and her heart ached. Looking at the surrounding buildings, she felt an overwhelming sense of disgust.

The group evaded several patrol teams, went to two more warehouses, and then focused their attention on a huge factory not far away.

Flander looked around: "There are six buildings in this factory. To avoid wasting time, let's split up."

Tang San nodded. As a Soul Saint-level expert, Flander's presence did indeed limit his mobility.

Seeing Flander leave, everyone immediately began to act.

But just as Tang San and his companions were running toward the last two factory buildings, an accident occurred.

Because of his low cultivation level, Yu Xiaogang was slow in movement and accidentally made some noise while trying to avoid the patrol team.

Tang San and his companions froze, their hearts skipping a beat.

"who!"

The patrol team was startled. The four of them carefully moved slowly toward Tang San and his group: "Who is it? Don't joke around. Come out now, or we'll catch you and I'll send you to your captain."

Tang San exchanged glances with the others, then put a finger to his lips, signaling them to be quiet.

"Old Li, could you have misheard?" a patrol member muttered to himself.

Another teammate was also a bit confused: "That can't be, right? Am I the only one who heard it?"

"Um, actually I heard it too. Do you guys think it might be one of those things?"

The team member's timid suspicion immediately frightened the other three, who quickly huddled together and raised their gongs, saying, "It's alright. The four of us have great firepower; together we are immune to all evil."

"I'm more afraid of being sent back to prison to be executed than of the filth."

"Who wouldn't be afraid? If I can just hold out for another year or two, I'll be spared the death penalty..." Mentioning imprisonment and the death penalty, the group's courage suddenly increased. The four of them huddled together and slowly approached where Yu Xiaogang was hiding.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, beads of sweat were clearly visible on Yu Xiaogang's forehead.

A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he instantly appeared beside the four patrolmen using Ghost Shadow Tracking.

After a few shots of hidden weapons, the men collapsed. Tang San and Liu Erlong rushed forward as fast as they could to catch them and prevent them from making a sound.

Each of the four patrolmen had a gong, and although Tang San and Liu Erlong reacted quickly, one of them still fell to the ground.

Boom—

The gong didn't make a loud sound when it hit the ground; it was just a slightly muffled thud. But even so, it still attracted the attention of those around.

Hearing the increasing footsteps around him, Tang San instantly became anxious: "How could such a small noise attract so many people?"

"We can't delay any longer, we have to leave quickly." Yu Xiaogang's expression gradually changed, and he urged in a slightly hoarse voice.

Tang San glanced at Yu Xiaogang. Success was within reach, how could he give up? "Teacher, you can leave first. I'll be there shortly."

"Third Brother, I will never abandon you." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with unwavering determination.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with gentle eyes, patted her head, and smiled: "Xiao Wu, don't be silly. Only when you leave can I truly let go and do whatever I want."

"Third Brother." Xiao Wu's eyes glistened with tears.

Tang San took a deep breath and used Ghost Shadow Tracking to quickly enter the factory.

"Xiao Wu, hurry up and leave. Don't be foolish and drag the mistress down with you."

Liu Erlong glanced at his goddaughter who was still standing there, stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and dragged her backward.

The three carefully returned the way they came, and soon after, the noodle factory burst into flames.

The flames were accompanied by a rapid banging of gongs.

Xiao Wu glanced behind her, but Tang San was nowhere to be seen. She looked around and then kicked the warehouse aside, throwing a tinderbox inside.

Liu Erlong was startled. Without saying anything, he quickly stepped forward and pulled Xiao Wu away.

"It's on fire here too! Quick, put out the fire!" Just as the three were about to leave, a series of urgent running and shouting voices came from this direction.

The situation in the factory and warehouse quickly caught the attention of the factory workers, who rushed out of their dormitories to join the firefighting efforts without even having time to put on their clothes properly.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

The Soul Masters protecting the factory also arrived one by one, carefully observing the strange occurrences around them.

"Something happened? Was it him?" Li Xun looked up through the window at the distant firelight, threw his pen on the table, and stood up abruptly.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong opened her eyes from the bed when she heard Li Xun's movement and asked somewhat groggily.

"There's a fire in the direction of the factory. I'll go check it out." Li Xun calmly put on his coat, walked out of the room, and carefully closed the door behind him.

"Perception feedback." Li Xun closed his eyes, touched his brow with his finger, and his head soul bone glowed slightly.

His mental energy spread rapidly around him like a radar, but this was too broad a use, so he tightened and stretched his mental energy towards the vicinity of the factory.

Through his mental powers, he could clearly sense the restless horses tied up at the warehouse entrance.

By this time, the fire had already started, and the workers who rushed over quickly led the horses away.

Li Xun shifted his gaze and used his mental energy to scan back and forth. Suddenly, a figure swept past a small tree.

He quickly focused his mental energy, predicted where the figure was about to arrive, and fixed his mental energy on a small tree in advance.

A short while later, the figure swept past as he had expected.

Although the figure was moving very fast, with Li Xun's attention highly focused, the figure appeared as if it were a slow-motion stop-motion animation.

"Tang San?" Li Xun withdrew his spiritual power, took out a signal device from his soul tool, pointed it at the sky and pulled it, and a dazzling firework suddenly bloomed in the sky.

"Factory manager, someone has discovered the bodies of four ordinary prisoners and two death row Soul Masters."

Ning Yuan, dressed entirely in black, ran over and said, "Although most of the fire has been brought under control by Soul Masters, a processing plant and three warehouses have been severely damaged."

Ning Yuan approached Li Xun and wiped the ashes off his face: "There were two groups of people who came. One of them was a very strong Soul Master who could fly. Our personnel responsible for protecting the factory were no match for him at all, and the death row inmates were killed in one move."

"So many people died? That's more than I expected." Li Xun was taken aback; this was somewhat unexpected.

"Comfort the deceased's family and finalize the compensation amount. Don't skimp on this, even for death row inmates." Li Xun looked up towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. There, three long streaks of light rushed down from the mountaintop.

(End of this chapter)