Chapter 110

Tang Yuehua - original term: Tang Yuehua

He is nothing but a lunatic, a super crazy madman devoid of any rationality.

Although this was her second time seeing Yang Yun, the Yang Yun shown in the intelligence before was nothing like this.

Tang San - Tang Three (glossary)

Tang Yuehua had no time to think as Yang Yun dragged her to the window and suddenly went inside; the cold wind hitting her face cleared her head considerably.

Ning Fengzhi - Ning Wind Commitment

Tang Yuehua believed she had braced herself, unaware that Yang Yun's actions were ten thousand times more insane than anything she could have imagined.

Does this guy not have even a shred of a cleanliness obsession?

Or maybe he doesn't even consider himself as his possession; he just wants to torment himself? The more Tang Yuehua pondered, the more horrifying it became.

She hadn't had time to relay yesterday's intelligence back to the sect, nor could she reach Tang Hao.

When Tang Yuehua begged for mercy, Yang Yun showed no mercy at all—in fact, the intensity and speed of his attack increased.

Clear Sky Sect - Vast Heaven Sect (glossary)

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect - Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect

She could only grit her teeth, stifling the urge to speak, doing her best to keep any sound from reaching the outside students.

She was glad, though, that today's lesson was music class, so the students' sounds were just the noisy clatter of various instruments.

Moon Pavilion - Moon Pavilion

Time and again, Tang Yuehua lost track of how many times she had drained her strength; all she felt was sweat soaking through multiple layers on her body.

Yang Yun said coldly behind her, 'Consider yourself lucky—no one has passed by this whole time, and no one has heard a sound from here.'

Fallen Heart Flame - Fallen Heart Flame

Great Power Ape Martial Soul - Great Power Ape Martial Soul

soul tool - Soul Tool

immortal-grade medicinal herbs - Immortal-grade medicinal herbs

Tang Yuehua hugged herself tightly; even if hot water from a showerhead poured over her, she still felt a chill run through her whole body.

Despair arose.

"Second Brother, Grandfather; where are you?" Tang Yuehua's eyes welled with two streams of tears.

Yang Yun harbored no pity for Tang Yuehua; running the Moon Pavilion in Tian Dou City on such a scale, his methods were certainly not simple.

Moreover, this woman handles intelligence for the Clear Sky Sect and runs the Moon Pavilion in Tian Dou City; even if her information isn't the most timely, it's impossible she wouldn't have known the predicament of the four sects over all these years.

They dare not offer open help, but surely finances could be resolved? Too bad, even the nearest Strength Clan doesn't know; the Moon Pavilion is Tang Yuehua's Tang family property.

How pitiful!

The Strength Clan's loyalty is downright laughable.

If it weren't for the Strength Clan's foolish loyalty being so deeply ingrained, the Mighty Ape Martial Soul, bolstered by the Fallen Heart Flame, ought to have been a powerful combination.

But it doesn't matter either way.

That good-for-nothing deserves no sympathy.

Yang Yun also saw the intelligence yesterday: the chief of the Strength Clan, Titan, had already died on the spot outside Geng Xin City; the spoils, the soul bone, he had no intention of keeping.

At this time, a soul bone—something that directly boosts a soul master's combat power—should naturally be used immediately to maximize efficiency. Keep it?

Or keep it to give to others as spoils?

Or keep it to cede land and pay indemnity to others?

A soul bone, if merely stored, is just a good-looking bone; once absorbed, it becomes a tangible increase in strength.

Now, the Breaking Heaven Sect has plenty of members who are qualified, talented, and have sufficient merit to absorb a soul bone.

Even another dozen or twenty soul bones would be no problem to consume.

Only by converting them all into combat power is a soul bone's ultimate destination; indeed, this can yield even more soul bones.

The next morning, Yang Yun personally went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect; Xiao Wu was granted by him the right to leave the Blue Tyrant Academy and temporarily rejoin the Shrek Seven Devils.

Both parties were heading toward their respective goals.

Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was still inventorying the materials on hand, preparing to supply Tang San for crafting the first batch of concealed-weapon armaments for the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yun would actually pay a personal visit at such a time.

It was indeed somewhat unexpected.

"Sect Master Yang's august presence honors our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect; I, Ning, am also overjoyed." Ning Fengzhi welcomed him to the sect's gate with a warm, spring‑breeze smile.

Ning Fengzhi personally went out to greet him; only his disciple, the Crown Prince of the Tian Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe, receives such treatment.

Yang Yun and Ning Fengzhi exchanged greetings, then entered the hall making small talk.

Ning Fengzhi was still thinking about his concealed weapons, really having little mind to spare for small talk with Yang Yun here.

No wonder he's impatient; this is a critical juncture, and concealed weapons are vitally important for the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect's early‑mid stage safety transition.

"I don't know what wind blew Sect Master Yang here; please speak plainly, for I, Ning, truly cannot fathom your intricate thoughts."

While probing, Ning Fengzhi also gave Yang Yun a slight lift.

Yang Yun said nothing, merely silently taking out all of the concealed weapons belonging to pie san from the soul conduit and laying them on the ground.

"I heard your beloved daughter Ning Rongrong say that your sect seems quite interested in these little trinkets; moreover, you interrupted spending large sums of money to place an order?"

Ning Fengzhi recalled something and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

Looking at Yang Yun's sincere words, he said: "Sect Master Yang speaks correctly; you also know that our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, as a pure support-type soul master, has completely abandoned combat ability."

"These little trinkets in Sect Master Yang's hands are enough for our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect's members to safely pass the early cultivation stage, overcoming most dangers and greatly increasing survival chances; this is extremely important for our sect."

"My daughter Rongrong also once told me that Sect Master Yang unexpectedly obtained a batch of new immortal-grade herbs; however, I, Fengzhi, alone am not enough to surpass all the disciples of the sect up and down."

Ning Mou was originally the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and later it was Ning Fengzhi; therefore, in order to be able to completely and as soon as possible purchase the first batch of hidden weapons, funds are truly insufficient in the short term to buy another stalk of immortal-grade medicinal herb; please understand, Sect Master Yang.

It's not that Fengzhi doesn't want to, but that he cannot.

By this point, Ning Fengzhi probably also understands what Yang Yun is thinking.

He then added: "Recently Gengxin City seems to have fallen into the hands of a new organization, driving up material costs enormously; purchasing finished products is even more exorbitant, and bulk orders and material costs were originally insignificant to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

But previously, a single stalk of Splendid Turmeric Fragrance for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could be described as cutting flesh and dripping blood; though not injuring tendons and bones, indeed in the short term there really is no spare money to buy another stalk.

After hearing this, Yang Yun secretly chuckled a little; this money just goes around and ends up back in his own pocket.

(End of chapter)