Chapter 251: Infiltrating the Mist Tribe, A Minor Stir

"Why is it the city lord's son again?"

After condensing the Mist Tribe youth's memories, Su Yu was outright stunned.

Good fellow, do I have a grudge with the city lord's son? No matter the target, it's always the city lord's son.

Our fates are mismatched from birth!

Su Yu fell silent.

Li Zhangsheng, standing nearby, asked.

"How's it looking? Is this guy's identity sufficient?"

According to Su Yu's plan, a sufficiently solid identity is required to execute it flawlessly.

Su Yu pondered for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

"It's enough, but our luck is absurd; this guy happens to be a young city lord as well."

Li Zhangsheng:.....

If his memory serves, back when they were in the Leopard Tribe, the target they randomly chose was also the young city lord of Leopard City.

I have to say, this luck is truly unparalleled.

Li Zhangsheng rubbed his brow, then said.

"Let's set those aside for now and see if his memories contain anything important."

Su Yu nodded and began gathering the person's memories.

Soon, Su Yu opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing within.

"His name is Wu Jie, one of the Mist Tribe's celestial prodigies."

"The Mist Tribe's domain consists of a single city. The city lord of that city is this man's father, a Great Sun Grand Master of the Mist Tribe; the Mist King spends years meditating within the Energy Ore Vein, and all affairs are handled by the man's father."

"However, this guy has gotten into some trouble lately."

Su Yu sighed and said.

"Trouble?"

Li Zhangsheng raised an eyebrow slightly, "What kind of trouble? Could it affect our plan?"

Li Zhangsheng's thoughts are now entirely on his and Su Yu's plan; any obstacle to it is taken extremely seriously by him.

"It's not really trouble, just some entanglements among the three Great Sun Grand Masters of the Mist Tribe; this year is the city lord rotation day."

"The other two Great Sun Grand Masters, to stand out during the rotation, must challenge the incumbent city lord; the challenge consists of three rounds, best two out of three."

"The first round is a battle among the Great Sun Grand Masters, the second round pits their subordinate strongmen against each other, and the third round is a contest among the juniors."

"Logically, Wu Jie's father is a top-tier among the three Great Sun Grand Masters of the Mist Tribe, so the first round would be easy to win."

"But the hardest part lies in the latter two rounds. Although Wu Jie has extraordinary talent, the other two Great Sun Grand Masters have somehow recruited strongmen under their command, making the second round overwhelmingly powerful."

"Thus the key point is the third round..."

Su Yu recounted this based on Wu Jie's memories.

"So Wu Jie took some friends out of the city, intending to hunt Mist Beasts to boost his strength and ensure victory in the third round."

Li Zhangsheng's brow twitched slightly.

"Does this city lord rotation conflict with our plan? If not, it's not really a problem."

Su Yu sighed, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"That's the biggest hassle: to enter the Energy Ore Vein, one must obtain the city lord's written decree; without it, no one can enter the Vein."

"I must say, the Mist Tribe is too stingy; back when I entered the Leopard Tribe's Energy Ore Vein, I just walked in freely."

Actually it's not stinginess; the tribe I was in was the Leopard Tribe. Though not a top-tier race, the Leopard Tribe had a Marquis King stationed and only a primary Energy Ore Vein, which they didn't value much.

Thus, Su Yu could rely on his status as the young city lord of Leopard Chong to enter at will.

But it's different with the Mist Tribe.

The Mist Tribe is a small race; its strongest member is merely a Marquis-level Expert, and a primary Energy Ore Vein is essentially the tribe's lifeline.

Hence they value it immensely.

Li Zhangsheng's brow furrowed slightly.

"So because of this, we must help Wu Jie's father keep the city lord seat?"

Su Yu shook his head.

"Regardless of who becomes city lord, I can infiltrate using secret techniques. But Wu Jie is the most suitable."

"Why?"

"Because Wu Jie is an only child; as long as his requests aren't outrageous, his father will grant them. Wu Jie has entered many times before. In contrast, the offspring of the other two Great Sun Grand Masters are less suitable."

Li Zhangsheng pondered briefly.

"Given that, we can only rely on this guy's identity. Even if you impersonate Wu Jie and win, would the Mist Tribe's strongmen suspect when such terrifying power suddenly erupts?"

Su Yu's lips curled slightly, his gaze landing on the Mist Beast.

"Isn't there also this Mist Beast..."

Li Zhangsheng glanced at Su Yu, then at the Mist Beast, understanding.

Soon, Su Yu transformed into Wu Jie's form, slinging the Mist Beast onto his back and heading for the exit.

Li Zhangsheng, meanwhile, hid above the clouds, silently following Su Yu.

As Su Yu emerged, other Mist Tribe youths also stepped out.

They gazed at the Mist Beast carcass on Su Yu's shoulder, their eyes lighting up instantly.

"Brother Jie, I didn't expect you'd actually catch it."

"Indeed, as expected of Brother Jie. With this Mist Beast, in the city lord battle a few days later, Jie will surely defeat those two!"

The crowd showered him with compliments.

Su Yu, following Wu Jie's character, made a cold expression.

"Today's affair, thank you all; when I return to the City Lord's Mansion, there will definitely be benefits for everyone!"

Originally today, Wu Jie brought a few friends to hunt Mist Beasts together.

The Mist Beast's strength is at the Golden Body Eight Revolutions; relying solely on Wu Jie's strength, it's impossible to hunt it, so he promised benefits to several people to help him hunt the Mist Beast.

And its purpose is for the City Lord Battle in a few days!

Soon, Su Yu and the others arrived before a city.

The city before them had towering walls, with mist shrouding the entire city; if not for Su Yu relying on the Seventy-Two Transformations to temporarily gain the Mist Clan's abilities, otherwise he could only diffuse his soul power to find such a city in the thick mist.

Relying on Wu Jie's status, the few easily entered the city.

For a moment, many Mist Clan passersby saw the Mist Beast Su Yu carried on his shoulder and all showed a hint of envy.

Moreover, many people couldn't help but drool.

You should know, the Mist Beast's inner core has an extremely strong effect on the Mist Clan's experts.

Compared to other cultivation resources, it's even more important, but the existence of Mist Beasts is extremely rare, and some Mist Beasts even have the cultivation of a Grand Master.

Thus, very few people can enjoy the Mist Beast's inner core.

Even though Wu Jie's father is a Great Sun Grand Master and the current City Lord, he has no stock of Mist Beast inner cores and can only go out to hunt them himself.

This shows the rarity of Mist Beasts.

Although Mist Beasts are rare, many people showed greedy looks, but no one made a move to seize them.

Just kidding, although Wu Jie's cultivation is only at the Golden Body Realm, after all he is the Young City Lord; if he made a move, wouldn't he offend a Great Sun Grand Master?

No one has been able to do such a foolish thing.

Su Yu, relying on Wu Jie's memory, headed toward the City Lord's Mansion.

Just as Su Yu and the others were walking on the road, a discordant voice sounded in Su Yu's ear.

"Yo, isn't this our Young City Lord? What are you carrying on your shoulder? Can you let me see it?"

Su Yu's eyes slightly narrowed, following the sound, he saw a Mist Clan youth slowly emerge from the mist.

The Mist Clan and Human Race look almost alike; the only difference is that every Mist Clan member has an extremely pale complexion.

Similar to a sickly state.

The youth wore a gray outfit, playing with a folding fan in his hand, resembling an ancient suave gentleman.

He looked at Su Yu with a teasing gaze.

But when he saw the Mist Beast corpse Su Yu carried on his shoulder, his eyes instantly burst with divine light.

"Mist Beast?"

The youth was stunned for a moment, and a greedy color spread from his eyes.

"I never expected the esteemed Young City Lord to personally hunt a Mist Beast, and even let you succeed. Wu Jie, your damn luck is impressive!"

The youth looked at Su Yu somewhat resentfully.

Su Yu calmly looked at the youth before him and said lightly.

"What's it to you?"

Su Yu, relying on Wu Jie's memory, could easily determine the identity of the youth before him.

This person is another descendant of a Great Sun Grand Master of the Mist Clan, named Wu Xing, who is just over twenty-five years old but has already reached the terrifying extreme of Golden Body Eight Revolutions.

Within the entire Mist Clan, he is one of the top heavenly talents.

Compared to Wu Jie, he is stronger by leaps and bounds.

In the Golden Body Realm, each revolution increases strength by several times.

Of course, to Su Yu, this is nothing special.

Therefore, there's no need to fear.

"Wu Xing, what do you want? I tell you, this was hunted by Brother Jie; if you dare to act tough, watch out, the City Lord will punish you!"

Beside Su Yu, a Mist Clan youth suddenly shouted angrily.

Wu Xing's eyelids drooped slightly.

He lightly tapped his palm with the folding fan in his hand, and a cold voice sounded from Wu Xing's mouth.

"What are you, daring to speak to me like this? Your master hasn't even spoken, and you, the dog, are already barking!"

"Forget about Wu Jie, after all he's the City Lord's offspring. But you, relying on your connection with Wu Jie, dare to speak rudely to me; if I don't teach you a lesson today, I truly don't know how high the heavens and how deep the earth are!"

A stern voice sounded from Wu Xing's mouth.

In the next moment, silhouettes faintly appeared in the mist, standing silently behind Wu Xing.

Su Yu narrowed his eyes, seeing several attendants behind Wu Xing, each possessing the cultivation of Golden Body Six Revolutions.

For a moment, the youth beside Su Yu shrank his neck, feeling somewhat fearful.

Deep inside, a surge of regret welled up.

His earlier boldness was entirely due to Wu Jie's status.

But if he truly dared to oppose Wu Xing, the other party, being a descendant of a Great Sun Grand Master, could with a single sentence leave him without a burial place.

In such a place as the Mist Clan, the weak can only be oppressed by the strong.

This is an unchanging rule of the Myriad Races Continent.

"How so? Want to make a move against me?"

Su Yu spoke lightly, his icy gaze falling on Wu Xing.

Wu Xing smiled slightly and said.

"How could I possibly attack the Young City Lord? The Young City Lord is so noble; if I accidentally hurt him, my father would surely blame me. But the Young City Lord's friends so disregard me; teaching him a lesson should be fine, right?"

Wu Xing looked at Su Yu teasingly; although he repeatedly said 'Young City Lord,' he had not the slightest respect for Wu Jie.

Su Yu said lightly, "What do you want to do?"

Wu Xing gave a hehe laugh and said, "Since the Young City Lord has spoken, let's do this: the Young City Lord will gift his mist beast to me, and I will spare this person. How about that?"

Saying this, Wu Xing gazed greedily at the mist beast on Su Yu's shoulder.

Although this mist beast before them only had eight-turn cultivation, for Wu Xing it could still greatly increase his cultivation.

It might even allow him to break through to nine turns.

Even Wu Xing coveted the mist beast on Su Yu's shoulder.

"You!"

Upon hearing this, several Mist Tribe youths beside Su Yu immediately changed expression, glaring angrily at Wu Xing.

"I think your move is fake; you really want the mist beast on the Young City Lord."

"I've truly never seen such a shameless person!"

"Exactly, the mist beast belongs to the Young City Lord; why should we give it to you!"

Several people spoke up, angrily denouncing the shameless Wu Xing.

A hint of a gloomy expression flashed across Wu Xing's face: "Looks like you folks are refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

A cold gleam flashed in Wu Xing's eyes.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say—attack!"

As Wu Xing's words fell, his retainers behind him instantly moved to attack.

Each of them possessed Golden Body Sixth Transformation cultivation, and in the mist they could even erupt with 120% of their strength.

The several Mist Tribe youths beside Su Yu also showed no fear, each launching an attack.

They were also outstanding youths of the Mist Tribe, each possessing Golden Body Realm cultivation; although a few were individually weaker than the retainers Wu Xing brought, they could still hold their own.

Wu Xing looked interestedly at the motionless Su Yu and said.

"Young City Lord, I don't know if you're still willing to gift your mist beast to me? If I really have to make a move, and you get hurt, then it won't be my fault!"

Wu Xing said coldly.

Su Yu slowly set the mist beast on the ground; its massive body directly caused the ground to tremble slightly.

Su Yu rubbed his wrist and said lightly.

"I originally wanted to reason with you, but I realized that reasoning with a fool is itself a foolish thing."

"So..."

Su Yu suddenly looked at Wu Xing, and a terrifying killing intent emanated from his eyes.

Faced with such terrifying killing intent, Wu Xing's whole person momentarily froze.

From the killing intent in Su Yu's eyes, he seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a thick bloody smell spreading over him.

It seemed as if countless dying resentful spirits were continuously ringing in Wu Xing's ears.

They emitted wailing cries.

"Ahhh!!!"

Wu Xing's pupils instantly dilated, with the whites occupying most of his eye.

He clutched his head and let out a terrified howl, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Su Yu slowly walked up to Wu Xing, stepped directly on his shoulder with one foot, and pressed the trembling Wu Xing to the ground.

Looking down at him from above.

"Now I give you two choices..."

"One is to leave on your own; two is to have me help you leave!"

His light voice sounded like a demon whispering in Wu Xing's ear.

Wu Xing suddenly lifted his head, gazing in terror at Su Yu.

Even though Su Yu had done nothing, just from the killing intent in his eyes, Wu Xing's courage was already shattered.

Su Yu had truly slaughtered on the battlefield, with an unknown number of myriad-race powerhouses falling at his hands.

Those heavenly talents who fell at Su Yu's hands were none weaker than Wu Xing; each was stronger than him.

Wu Xing, one accustomed to a life of ease, how could he possibly withstand such terrifying pressure?

Merely a glance, and in an instant his courage was shattered.

He hurriedly said.

"I'll leave, I'll leave on my own!"

"Young City Lord, spare my life! Spare my life, Young City Lord!"

Wu Xing now had no doubt that Su Yu could slay him, for from that gaze alone it was already turning into substantive killing intent.

This shows that this person is a headsman who kills without blinking!

"Get lost!"

Su Yu let out a low shout, kicked Wu Xing in the belly, and sent him flying several meters away.

Wu Xing hastily struggled to his feet, called to his retainers, and fled in a sorry state.

Compared to his previous arrogant demeanor, it was simply heaven and earth apart.

At this moment, several Mist Tribe youths gathered around Su Yu, and they said delightedly.

"Jie Ge, I never expected you to be this fierce; a single glance frightened Wu Xing."

"Yeah, I never thought Jie Ge would hide his strength so well. That Wu Xing is utterly useless—despite having eight-turn cultivation, he was still scared off by Jie Ge's single glance."

The crowd chattered beside Su Yu.

Su Yu smiled slightly, greeted everyone, lifted the mist beast back onto his shoulder, and walked toward the City Lord's Mansion.

It seemed as if what had just happened was merely a minor interlude.

Soon, everyone arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion is located at the very center of the city, and at its gate several guards stand silently.

Each guard is a powerhouse of the Flying Heaven Realm.

The Mist Race's layout is somewhat similar to that of the ancient Human Race; after all, on the Myriad Races Continent, aside from the Human Race's countless inventions, other races still retain the ancient layout.

From this, one can also see that the Human Race is indeed the wisest of all beings.

Su Yu said to the several youths.

"Go to the storehouse yourselves to claim your rewards; I'll give the order."

Several people's eyes lit up at once, and they shouted.

"Young City Lord, so magnanimous, truly worthy of the title!"

Several people happily bade farewell to Su Yu.

Su Yu then carried the Mist Beast back to his room amidst the astonished gazes of countless servants.

Thud!

Su Yu dropped the Mist Beast, sat cross-legged on the bed, his gaze fixed on the beast's corpse, wondering what he was thinking.