Chapter 430

"Old thing, what are you laughing at?"

To offer up Princess Yinman, Bai Qi's heart was also bleeding, his heart truly irritable beyond reason, yet someone had to be tactless and laugh.

Seeing it was the owner of Deyue Tower, Lady Hai, who had been standing aside the whole time in silence, Bai Qi erupted and slashed over with a sword.

Although Bai Qi's cultivation was only at the peak of Heaven-Human, he had waged countless battles in his life, with countless vengeful souls under his hand.

His combat strength was actually far beyond that of an ordinary Mythical Realm expert.

At this moment, striking out in hatred and rage, the already half-ruined Deyue Tower—

—under the might of Bai Qi's single sword, actually turned directly into fine powder.

Facing this strike, Lady Hai let out a cackling strange laugh, raised both hands, and a powerful aura directly met Bai Qi's sword attack.

Boom!

The two forces collided head-on with real impact, and actually fought to a draw.

"How can it be? The owner of Deyue Tower, only able to block one strike from the 'Human Butcher'?"

The surrounding experts all changed color at once; the only one whose expression did not change was Cang Ju.

When the shockwave of the two forces dispersed, one saw that there was no longer any trace of the middle-aged beauty Lady Hai.

Standing there was actually a thin, emaciated person wearing a bamboo hat, whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you?"

Although he did not know exactly who was before him, Bai Qi could clearly sense that the one who had just exchanged a move with him was this very person!.

265-Is Ximen Wudi fake?

"This old man is Hai Laocang, merely a businessman, everyone need not be like this."

Hai Laocang's face was still hidden among the myriad hanging tassels of his bamboo hat.

Of all the experts present, aside from Cang Ju, not a single one could see his true face.

"Why did you laugh?"

Being able to take a sword strike from Bai Qi head-on—even if he is not on the Upper Nine Provinces Heavenly Dao Combat Power Heaven Rankings now, he would sooner or later make it on!

Prince Zichu firmly believed that such an expert would not laugh without reason.

"Please forgive me, everyone."

Hai Laocang's voice was quite unpleasant; every sentence he spoke actually carried several different tones.

Until now, he had only spoken three sentences, yet each sentence had a completely different tone.

"Although this old man is merely a businessman, I have some knowledge of the 'Way of Disguise'."

"Just now, seeing the renowned experts of the three great dynasties being toyed with between the palms of a mere practitioner of disguise—"

"I could not help but laugh!"

"Disguise?"

All the experts exchanged glances!

As people of Wu Lin, disguise could be said to be one of the indispensable skills.

But no matter how powerful the art of disguise, before absolute cultivation, it was nothing but a joke.

Of the many experts present, not one was not a renowned expert who shook their own region.

But now Hai Laocang's meaning was—these people of theirs had been played by a practitioner of disguise?

What did this mean?

"You mean to say? The Ximen Wudi just now was fake?"

Cang Ju was the one with the highest cultivation present; earlier he had felt that Ximen Wudi's aura was very strange.

Although he walked through the air, his cultivation seemed to be completely absent.

At first he had only assumed the gap between himself and Ximen Wudi was too vast to perceive.

Now prompted by Hai Laocang, he suddenly realized.

"Impossible! There is still someone who dares to impersonate Ximen Wudi right before our faces? Has he gone mad?"

Monk Naomo was dumbfounded; his wounds had healed by now, but his brain was still not working well.

"Saying it like this, it does seem to be true!"

Unexpectedly, Prince Zichu actually agreed with Hai Laocang's view.

"Boss Hai, please explain it more clearly!"

"This old man's art of disguise, if not unmatched under heaven, can at least be said to be able to pass for the real thing."

"Deceiving my lord the 'Heavenly Demon' is naturally impossible, but the other people present, I'm afraid, would not be able to discover this old man's disguise."

Hai Laocang's tone was extremely self-satisfied.

Just now, everyone's attention had been focused on the Qinglong Society and Ximen Wudi.

Coupled with Hai Laocang's truly remarkable methods, if he had not exposed himself, indeed aside from Cang Ju, no one could have discovered anything amiss with him.

"It is like this!"

Prince Zichu, being a sovereign, naturally possessed such breadth of mind and bearing; not recognizing it meant simply not recognizing it.

"This is enough to prove that this old man does have a few tricks up his sleeve in the Way of Disguise."

"As for the person impersonating Ximen Wudi earlier, although I too do not know how he managed it—"

"His method was still recognized at a glance by this old man."

"The one just now was not the real Ximen Wudi!"

Hai Laocang did not explain too much, only insisting firmly that the one earlier was not Ximen Wudi.

"Damnable, then why didn't you say so earlier?"

Monk Naomo was furious; just now the three great dynasties had finally been able to join hands.

Although only one of the Seven Dragon Heads, Zhang Sanfeng, was present, as long as the three great imperial courts joined forces, they could absolutely hold him here.

In this way, the Qinglong Society would naturally suffer losses, not to mention—

Then the alliance of the three great imperial courts would surely form, and the threat of the Qinglong Society would no longer be so great.

"Ganggangxi Sect? What if this old fellow saw wrong?"

Hai Laocang paid no heed to Monk Naomo's fury, merely replying coolly.

"Dai Qisi me…"

Monk Naomo saw Hai Laocang's slight contempt toward him and was about to strike.

"Hold on!"

Living Buddha Lianhua spoke up to rebuke him, then looked toward Hai Laocang,

"Then why did Ximen Wudi have someone impersonate him and come here?"

In fact, compared to the matter of the fake Ximen Wudi of the Ganggangxi Sect, the people of the three great imperial courts cared more about why the Qinglong Society had to find someone to impersonate Ximen Wudi.

"Hehe! This old fellow is just a mere merchant—questions this deep, this old fellow can't answer."

Hai Laocang spread his hands and gestured toward the Deyue Tower, which had already been razed flat.

"It's just that Deyue Tower is a small business, and now the three great imperial courts arranged a fight here, yet destroyed the place."

"This old fellow only wishes to use this piece of news in exchange for a little compensation—how about it?"

At this, the three great imperial courts, who had been suspicious of Hai Laocang, immediately lowered some of their guard.

"Easy to say. I, alone, promise that Deyue Tower may open a branch within the Great Qin Realm."

"Funds and the site will both be borne by Great Qin."

Prince Zichu, worthy of his imperial birth, was indeed generous.

"Aside from Changancheng, you may also freely choose any plot of land within the Great Tang Realm to open a branch of Deyue Tower."

Within Changancheng, it was better to let Wu Zetian decide—Cang Ju also made his promise.

Living Buddha Lianhua rolled his eyes and said,

"This old monk, however, has no authority to make decisions in Great Yuan."

"How about this—all losses of Deyue Tower this time, our Great Yuan will bear them alone."

In fact, Living Buddha Lianhua's position in Great Yuan was extremely high; it was just that he ultimately harbored wariness toward Hai Laocang, and so played a trick.

Hai Laocang, as if he truly had no ulterior motive, was immediately overjoyed,

"This is wonderful! Once matters here are settled, this old fellow will send people to the three great imperial courts to call upon each my lord to fulfill the promises."

"Good, then this seat shall take his leave."

Today, Cang Ju had tried to leave several times, yet had never managed to.