Chapter 250: Su Yu's Plan, Yet Another Young City Lord?

Mist Tribe.

It is one of the relatively small races among the tens of thousands of races on the Continent of Ten Thousand Races.

Within this race, even the strongest Mist King is only at the Marquis level.

Apart from the Mist King, there are three Great Sun Grand Masters, ten Bright Moon Grand Masters, and dozens of Star Ancestor Masters.

With such strength, in the whole continent, they can only be considered a third‑tier race.

On the continent, a race with a Marquis-level Expert stationed is deemed a third‑tier race; a race with a King-Conferred Strong One stationed is deemed a second‑tier race.

If a strong one four steps above the King-Conferred Strong One is stationed, it can be called a first‑tier race.

And if a strong one at half a step of the Emperor Realm is stationed, it can be called a super race.

Across the entire continent, only the Three Races and the Human Race can be called super races.

As for those races that don't even have a Marquis-level Expert, they are called non‑mainstream races.

The Mist Tribe is the bottom of the third‑tier races.

The strength of a race is comparable to a single city of the Leopard Tribe.

Clearly, the Mist Tribe's strength is utterly trash.

Yet even so trashy, there is still a Marquis-level Expert stationed.

This allows the Mist Tribe to occupy a low‑grade energy vein in the continent.

Although for the Human Race, energy veins are extremely precious, because the Human Race lacks them.

But on the continent, energy veins are not that precious, especially low‑grade ones; top‑tier races simply disregard them.

For the Mist Tribe, a low‑grade energy vein is everything.

The Mist Tribe's domain lies several thousand kilometers south of Mie Long Cheng.

Several thousand kilometers still requires a day of flight even for a Flying Heaven Realm strong one.

However, for the Invincible Grand Master Li Zhangsheng, it only takes one or two hours to bring Su Yu close to the Mist Tribe's domain.

Those one or two hours are why Li Zhangsheng hurried carefully.

After all, on the continent, the Human Race's identity is extremely sensitive. Once discovered, they would be besieged by many strong ones of the continent.

Even the Invincible Grand Master Li Zhangsheng does not wish to be easily discovered.

After all, anyone can, like Su Yu, easily rely on Martial Technique to change their appearance.

The Mist Tribe's territory, like its name, is shrouded in dense fog over the entire domain.

Even Su Yu's Flying Heaven Realm sight finds it hard to see anything beyond a hundred meters within the fog.

Only by relying on Divine Soul Power can one see clearly inside.

Unlike the Leopard Tribe, the Mist Tribe's domain has no arrays protecting the whole race.

For the Mist Tribe, these natural mists are the best protection.

Within the fog, each Mist Tribe strong one can exert 120% of their strength. Although for Grand Master-level strong ones, the fog loses some effect.

Yet the Mist Tribe still has a Marquis-level Expert stationed, so some Grand Master strong ones still are reluctant to provoke them.

Unless it's a dominant race of its own, even such races don't care for the Mist Tribe's trifles.

Therefore, the Mist Tribe lives rather comfortably on the continent.

Except when they are summoned by the Three Races to send strong ones to invade the Human Race.

Otherwise, everything is fine.

Li Zhangsheng, with Su Yu, infiltrated the Mist Tribe and stopped atop a great tree.

"What do you plan to do next?"

After an hour or two of hurried travel, Li Zhangsheng's mind gradually steadied.

Though he still wants to eliminate that Mist King, Su Yu's presence forces Li Zhangsheng to compel himself to stay calm.

Su Yu emitted his Divine Soul Power, sensing the surroundings.

Li Zhangsheng beside him looked at Su Yu in surprise.

"Divine Soul Power?"

Su Yu chuckled, said nothing, and quietly surveyed.

Feeling Su Yu's Divine Soul Power, Li Zhangsheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"This guy's talent... is truly monstrous!"

One must know that Divine Soul Power can only be condensed by Grand Master strong ones, yet Su Yu managed to condense it in the mid‑stage of the Flying Heaven Realm; such talent truly defies the heavens.

Looking at Su Yu, Li Zhangsheng suddenly had another thought.

"Perhaps... this guy can truly bring hope to the Qianlong Academy!"

Soon, Su Yu snapped back from his detection.

"There are seven or eight Mist Tribe sentries nearby; although the Mist Tribe's fog is a natural array and few enter, there are still sentries present."

Su Yu said.

"However, these sentries are at most at the Golden Body Realm level; when we entered, they didn't notice at all."

Su Yu smiled faintly.

Honestly, these Mist Tribe sentries merely observe whether strong ones from other races below the Grand Master realm enter the Mist Tribe.

They also monitor the purpose of those who enter.

As for Grand Master-level strong ones, the Mist Tribe doesn't care at all.

First, the Mist Tribe has few Grand Master strong ones; being a bottom third‑tier race, it's not worth offending a Grand Master strong one.

Second, it's far too easy for Grand Master strong ones to enter the Mist Tribe.

The Mist Tribe doesn't have that many Grand Master strong ones to do such things.

After all, among the Mist Tribe, the status of Grand Master powerhouses is extremely high; it's impossible to let these people serve as hidden sentries, right?

Even if there are, they are only placed in some important locations.

In the borderlands, it's not to the extent of letting some Grand Master powerhouses hold the fort.

Li Zhangsheng nodded.

"So, what is your idea?"

Li Zhangsheng clearly knows that his position is that of a protector of the Dao.

Although I really want to charge in now and kill the Mist King, that is ultimately unrealistic.

Not to mention whether I can kill the Mist King, just walking in openly, the Mist Tribe has so many powerhouses: one Marquis, three Great Sun Grand Masters, ten Bright Moon Grand Masters, and dozens of Star Ancestor Masters.

If they join forces, even if I am an invincible Grand Master, the only outcome would be to fall.

Although Li Zhangsheng's killing intent is obvious, he is not a fool.

To successfully kill the Mist King, we need to plan carefully.

Su Yu pondered for a moment.

"These hidden sentries' identities aren't that great; if we take their forms, we might not be able to reach the core areas."

"According to my plan, we should still enter the Mist Tribe's Energy Ore Vein, using the same method I used to escape from the Leopard Tribe."

"Detonate the Energy Ore Vein to make the Mist Tribe lose some powerhouses; then, Teacher Li, you strike—that will be the best opportunity."

Li Zhangsheng nodded and said.

"This plan is good, but note that I must strike at the exact moment you detonate; otherwise, once the explosion of the Energy Ore Vein fades, those powerhouses will attack together, and then we both won't be able to escape."

"Moreover, there is also something else to note...."

Li Zhangsheng fell silent for a moment, then continued: "I cannot approach the Mist Tribe's core area."

Su Yu's brows slightly furrowed as he said: "Why? With your strength, Teacher Li, if you wanted to hide, no one in the Mist Tribe should be able to find you, right?"

You should know, back then Li Zhangsheng hid right in front of Marquis Lei Bao; if Li Zhangsheng hadn't revealed himself, Marquis Lei Bao couldn't have found him.

Li Zhangsheng shook his head and said.

"It's different; the Mist Tribe's powerhouses are inherently stronger in soul cultivation, and although the Mist King's strength is inferior to Marquis Lei Bao's, in soul power he absolutely surpasses Marquis Lei Bao."

"If I get close, I would easily be detected."

"Last time... it was like this."

When mentioning those three words 'last time,' Li Zhangsheng's fists involuntarily clenched.

Su Yu's brows twitched slightly as he said.

"That's fine; for now, the most important thing is to find a suitable target, I'll disguise myself as him and first infiltrate the Mist Tribe!"

Li Zhangsheng nodded, took Su Yu, and walked toward the depths of the Mist Tribe's territory.

It must be said, Li Zhangsheng's concealment technique is truly formidable; even as he swaggered with Su Yu past a Flying Heaven Realm powerhouse, he went unnoticed.

Su Yu looked curiously at Li Zhangsheng and said.

"Teacher Li, what exactly is this technique? It actually lets us become invisible."

Su Yu was indeed quite curious, knowing that just now the two of them had openly walked right past a Flying Heaven Realm powerhouse of the Mist Tribe.

Yet the other party didn't notice at all.

Li Zhangsheng gave a faint smile.

"Once you become a Grand Master, you'll realize it's merely an application of soul power; unless the opponent's soul power surpasses yours, it's hard to detect."

"That is, it's only effective against Flying Heaven Realm; if you encounter a Grand Master powerhouse, you still need to hide your figure, after all, the Mist Tribe's soul power can still sense something amiss no matter what."

This point is actually somewhat similar to the Mist Tribe's mist.

However, the Mist Tribe's mist becomes useless once one reaches the Grand Master realm.

Soon, the two found a target.

In a mountain valley.

Several Mist Tribe powerhouses were leaping about in the valley.

They emanated a formidable aura.

Each person, surprisingly, had cultivation at the Golden Body Realm.

One of them even possessed a full sixfold Golden Body cultivation.

Such cultivation, placed among the Mist Tribe, is absolutely a top-tier monstrous talent.

Several people kept leaping in the valley, as if searching for something.

"Where on earth did that Mist Beast run off to? We've followed it for so long and still haven't found it."

A Mist Tribe youth said with an unpleasant expression.

They are the offspring of several Mist Tribe nobles; they came out today for a Mist Beast.

The so-called Mist Beast is a demonic beast born within the Mist Tribe; its internal elixir is a great tonic for the Mist Tribe's powerhouses.

The leading youth said with a cold expression.

"Shut up!"

"The Mist Beast can judge enemy positions based on the fluctuations of the mist; your chatter like this easily triggers mist fluctuations."

He let out a low shout.

Obviously he commands great prestige among them; as he spoke, the other Mist Tribe youths all shut their mouths.

Soon, a creature resembling a hybrid of tiger and wolf appeared in their field of view.

That creature's body was stained with fresh blood, its aura extremely feeble.

Upon seeing this, everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

"We finally found it, attack!"

In the eyes of the leading youth, a trace of ecstasy flashed, and he suddenly let out a low shout.

A dagger silently flashed in his hand, and his whole body seemed to merge into the mist between heaven and earth, instantly charging toward the wounded mist beast.

However, at the very moment he struck, the mist beast seemed to sense danger and let out a roar.

It immediately split into multiple silhouettes, fleeing in all directions.

Seeing this, the youth's expression changed slightly.

"Damn it, it's actually a mist clone!"

The other youths also gathered around him, speaking in low voices.

"What should we do now?"

The youth seemed to be their backbone, and they all turned to him for advice.

The youth pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Let's split up; the mist beast is wounded, so even if we encounter it alone, we can easily kill it, then regroup!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The youth took the lead, charging toward one of the mist beast's clones, while the others turned into mist and rushed toward the other clones.

The youth alone moved through the mist; suddenly his body slowed to a stop, and upon seeing the scene before him, his pupils shrank sharply.

All that could be seen was a youth stepping on the head of the wounded mist beast.

The mist beast let out an unwilling roar, yet beneath the youth's foot it remained completely still, as if encountering some terrifying existence.

Seeing this, the youth's heart surged with shock, and he cried out.

"You... are Human Race!"

His mind trembled; he never expected to see a Human Race presence within the Mist Tribe's territory.

You must know, among the Myriad Races Continent, the Human Race is an extremely sensitive identity.

"Well, you've been found—then I can't let you live!"

The youth smiled and extended his palm.

The Mist Tribe youth's inner being shook violently; his supreme golden body erupted instantly, six lifelike patterns appearing as he struggled to break free from the human's palm.

However, no matter how he struggled, his body seemed bound by an invisible force, unable to move.

The youth's palm landed on his forehead.

In the next instant, his whole body shattered like a porcelain vase.

A drop of essence blood hovered in midair, which the youth swallowed in one gulp.

This person was none other than Su Yu.

Su Yu swallowed the essence blood, and a stream of memories flooded his mind.

Su Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, contemplating the youth's memories, as his body began to undergo noticeable changes.

Gradually, he took on the appearance of the youth previously slain by Su Yu.

At that moment, Li Zhangsheng's figure also appeared beside Su Yu, watching as Su Yu slowly opened his eyes, he asked.

"How is it? Is this person's identity important or not?"

Having opened his eyes and hearing Li Zhangsheng's words, Su Yu's expression gradually turned strange.

He looked at the youth already reduced to fragments, his complexion odd.

"Damn, why is it the city lord's son again?"

"Are these city lord's sons born with horoscopes that just don't match mine?!"