Chapter 313: The Most Important Thing for a Family Is

Fate fragments appeared on Bian Que's corpse.

Tang Luo reached out and took them, simply putting them away, and no one objected to this action.

"By the way, fate fragments must drop, skills have a certain probability, but are basically invisible (Tang Luo in this aspect is a typical African), what about those items or equipment?" Tang Luo suddenly asked, "The collected items and equipment seem not to drop?"

Everyone hearing this was somewhat speechless, killing to extract the heart, and still wanting to drop equipment.

Ruthless, or are you monks ruthless.

"Equipment, items and such, when killed while being stored, will not drop, even if the person is ground to ashes and scattered." Kong Ming said.

"Oh, I understand." Tang Luo pondered.

Seeing this, the people nearby had their chrysanthemums tighten.

You understand what, is it understanding that next time when fighting someone, it's best to leave a hand, so others can pull out their equipment?

"Actually..." Kong Ming said, "Originally, I could have spared his life. Since Bian Que asked us to prepare a small boat, someone might come to meet him, allowing us to follow the vine to the melon and find him."

"Is it necessary?" Tang Luo said, "Isn't it certain that the Divine Alliance is causing trouble? We just need to storm their door."

"..." Kong Ming said, "Even if we don't have a fixed headquarters, the Divine Alliance is the same."

Between the Divine Alliance and the Martial Arts Mythology, although they constantly fight, but like today, when holding a gathering and being messed with, such situations are still relatively rare.

Those who walk between gods and demons mostly disperse and scatter across various places most of the time.

They only gather when needed, and the gathering places often change.

The Dragon King's Ship is a relatively fixed location, but it's constantly at sea, with shifting positions, making it hard to find.

If it weren't for Bian Que appearing as a traitor in the Martial Arts Mythology, today's events would not have happened.

The Martial Arts Mythology wanting to find a time when part of the Divine Alliance members gather, and even using color, is not an easy task.

"Oh, that's how it is." Tang Luo nodded.

Taking revenge back seems to be a matter of gradual planning.

Ordinary members won't act rashly; it's Kong Ming and these high-level members who plan, and only act when needed.

Next, the other two members of the Martial Arts Mythology still fought a match to decide the winner.

Afterward, the Dragon King's Ship docked nearby, and the ship's members dispersed by eighty percent, leaving a portion behind.

Some people are long-term residents, while others think the Divine Alliance might still have a backup—there is some danger on the Dragon King's Ship, but there are also many strong individuals.

Even if danger is encountered, it won't be a state of isolation and helplessness.

"What matter?" In the room, Kong Ming looked at Tang Luo and asked.

"Information." Tang Luo righteously declared while reaching out.

"I just knew you wouldn't 'settle things peacefully'." Kong Ming laughed, placing a stack of documents into Tang Luo's hands, "These are information on part of the Divine Alliance members."

"Is that all?" Tang Luo indicated by flipping through them.

"This information is relatively accurate." Kong Ming said, "Some ambiguous details will mostly make you run a trip for nothing, and instead easily alert the enemy. Even with these, finding half would already be good."

"Good." Tang Luo smiled.

Calculating that Master Xuanzang wanted to run? Impossible.

Kong Ming here still needs to discuss with others, but Tang Luo doesn't need to; he can just go solo and storm their door.

"Help me send An An safely home." Tang Luo said.

"Hmm, you want to leave now?" Kong Ming was startled, this is too fast, isn't revenge not supposed to wait overnight?

"Yes." Tang Luo said.

The two came to the deck, the Dragon King also came out, Tang Luo gave An An a few instructions, and leapt up.

The Dragon King's Ship sank slightly, and Kong Ming and them saw Tang Luo rush straight into the clouds, instantly disappearing into the rather dim sky.

In the thick cloud layer of the sky, Tang Luo's upward trend gradually stopped, his body slightly sank, and he landed on Ao Yu Lie's dragon head.

On both sides are sharp dragon horns.

"Master, where to?" Ao Yu Lie asked.

"Let me see, hmm, let's start with Bian Que's son first, the most important thing for a family is to be whole and complete." Tang Luo said.

Without his son in between to act as a intermediary, Bian Que could not have connected with the Divine Alliance.

Kong Ming could reveal Bian Que's illegitimate son's situation, of course he also mastered his whereabouts—now it might have changed, but we can follow the trail to find him, with a high probability of finding him.

Additionally, in this incident, there is another important role, namely that Bloody Mary.

This person cannot live.

According to Kong Ming's speculation, this person has the ability to kill through mirrors, which, even if activation is not easy, is still a hidden danger.

Originally, this person should have been the most important target.

But this person belongs to the Divine Alliance's rising stars, identity mysterious, the Martial Arts Mythology only knows this much, and has no more detailed information.

Actually, Tang Luo is also like this.

In the Divine Alliance's "database" on that side, Tang Luo is just a rather mysterious rising star.

His strength is quite strong, and he knows the technique of opening light to save people.

Because of Bian Que's betrayal, information about Tang Luo and some Martial Arts Mythology members will definitely be updated, becoming more detailed than before.

But it won't become very detailed, at most adding appearance and city of residence.

Even though Tang Luo, for the sake of merit power, opened the Enlightenment Society, under Kong Ming's help and the assistance of approaching science, he has concealed a lot.

In the information Kong Ming provided, being able to give a definite skill information is already considered top-tier.

Most are just appearance and address.

More than that, there is nothing.

Far from enough to support the Martial Arts Mythology launching an immediate revenge campaign; if acting rashly, it's easy to lose the chicken and gain nothing.

Only Tang Luo can act without hesitation as a lone soldier, and can find Bloody Mary through Bian Que's son.

Tang Luo didn't care much about the others in the files; he'd check them out if they were on the way, save them if he ran into them depending on the situation, and if not, so be it.

Sitting on Ao Yulie's dragon head, the high-altitude cold wind cut like knives, and beneath his feet stretched a boundless ocean.

Unlike the members of the Wulin Mythology, who were all Chinese, the members of the Gods Alliance came from several countries.

Mainly from North America and Europe, belonging to the Western camp; their fates were also biased toward fantasy figures in Western culture.

Bian Que's illegitimate son was in North America; because he spent the vast majority of his time abroad, he used the name Edwin Hope.

A mixed-race child, brown hair; judging from the photo in the files, he could be considered quite handsome, very young, very childish, only eighteen years old, attending some high school Tang Luo had never heard of.

"Starting with this guy, I should be able to find that Bloody Mary." Tang Luo thought to himself, patted Ao Yulie's head, and said, "Almost forgot, let's go home first, then make a trip back to the Dragon King."

"Okay, Master!" Ao Yulie had no questions and immediately turned around.

This way of getting along, he had long since grown used to; no need to think too much, just follow Master's pace.

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North America, in a manor slightly removed from the hustle and bustle.

In the hall, a vinyl record played soothing classical music, though accompanied by a rather discordant thumping sound.

A large heavy punching bag swung continuously in mid-air; no sooner did it fall than it was smashed by a fist and sent swinging up again.

The one throwing punches was a shirtless man, his appearance very much like the photo in the files Tang Luo had obtained, but not a trace of the childishness from the photo could be seen.

His gaze cold, his face solemn, a hideous scar could also be seen on his chest.

A straight punch swung out, and the punching bag was knocked flying onto the ground.

Before Edwin could re-hang a new punching bag, the phone placed to the side rang.

Edwin walked over and answered the phone; no one spoke on the other end, and after a while a female voice rang out: "Your father has had no news up to now, has he been discovered?"

"Heh." Edwin chuckled lightly, "Expected. He might already be dead; Wulin Mythology probably wouldn't go easy on a traitor."

"He is your father, though." The female voice on the other end said, "You really are ruthless."

"Hahaha." Edwin laughed loudly, his tone mocking, "Father? You mean that guy who comes over to stay a few months every year, puts on a fake benevolent father face to disgust people? Most of the time he's out carousing. If I hadn't deliberately leaked it, he wouldn't even know his own son had already become a God-Demon Walker."

"Don't put it like that." The female voice said, "The pressure of a God-Demon Walker is still huge; venting is normal. No matter what, he gave you quite a bit of money."

Rather than comfort, it was more like mockery.

"Yeah." Edwin smiled, "So I gave him a chance, let him take revenge on that Xuanzang, and also join the Gods Alliance, start a brand new life. Could also strike at Wulin Mythology and raise our reputation and status. What a great kill-two-birds-with-one-stone."

"But he should be dead."

"That's my fault?" Edwin wore an innocent look, "I paved the way for him to join the Gods Alliance, got someone to help him dissolve the contract, you helped him handle the murder and framing, and in the end he died because of his own uselessness — am I supposed to mourn? No, no, I just find it shameful."

"How did I end up with such a useless waste of a father? Truly a shameful black history. Good thing he's dead now. Hahaha..."

Listening to Edwin's eerie laughter, the female voice said: "Forget it, anyway I didn't come to talk about this. Since Bian Que has no news, you might be in danger of exposure; Kongming isn't an easy figure to deal with."

"Kongming, huh." Edwin said, "He's a smart one, wonder how long it'll take him to find me."

"Hey, don't do anything reckless." The female voice warned.

"Reckless?" Edwin smiled, "How could I? Finally have an opponent, why would I be reckless? And this is the real world. Compared to that, I'm more looking forward to running into Kongming in a mission world; that's the perfect stage."

"You're a real lunatic." The female voice was speechless, "Anyway I've warned you, be careful yourself."

"Wait." Edwin asked, "Has a Sherlock Holmes fate appeared?"

"Like hell there is." The female voice hung up impatiently.

"Sigh, boring guy." Edwin hung up the phone, turned to put the phone down.

Suddenly, his right hand flung up sharply, the phone becoming a blur flying toward the sofa.

"Sorry to disappoint, Kongming didn't come." Tang Luo caught the phone, casually tossed it aside, and looked at Edwin.