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Chapter 129: Smart escape tracking, the steward borrows soldiers, and encounters the secret guard by chance. [Two in one]

Tang Hao walked out of the appraisal room, but was not in a hurry to leave Quanxing Pavilion.

Instead, go all the way up to the top floor of the building.

There is a place similar to an observation deck here.

Many descendants of the Quan family and a small number of tourists are here to appreciate the wonders of the cemetery.

The Quan family has the blood of mermaids and built a cemetery in the lake, which is unique in the nearby waters. Merchants and travelers passing through here will come and take a look at the wonder when they have time.

"The overall appearance of the cemetery is somewhat similar to the Palm Island of Dibaizhumei." Looking around from the railing, Tang Hao had a panoramic view of the entire park.

The two are indeed similar, but the Quan family cemetery is more like two palm trees with long tops. The leaves are not as wide as those of Palm Island, only a few feet, but there are far more than seventeen of them.

Moreover, the crescent-shaped island is also divided into two and connected to the end of the leaf. There are countless springs on both sides of each leaf.

"It turns out that those springs are actually tombs. Wow, this really broadens my horizons." Listening to the words of the tourists next to him, Tang Hao sighed inwardly.

After understanding the layout of the entire cemetery, he walked to the side close to the secret vault and looked down.

Upon seeing this, his brows furrowed. "The secret vault courtyard looks exactly like a miniature cemetery. It seems this is some kind of formation, not just some eccentric aesthetic of the builder."

The distribution of guards in the secret vault was noted down, but Tang Hao knew that this was only on the surface, and there might be some deliberate exposure.

There might be secret sentries hidden under the waterways between the leaves.

"Hmm?" He pretended to gaze into the distance, tilting his head slightly. His peripheral vision caught sight of two monks looking around. "They're definitely stalkers."

These two people looked strange. One of them had scales on his face. There were many flat or raised scales distributed on his cheeks, forehead, cheekbones and chin.

There was nothing wrong with the other one's face, but there were things like lobster shells growing on his neck, shoulders, elbows and other joints.

People around seemed to be accustomed to this. Those who occasionally caught a glimpse of it would just glance at it and then pay no more attention to it.

Tang Hao was not surprised by this. Most of the foundation-building cultivators of the Quan family had some alien characteristics. Among the six people who had chased him before, only the leader Quan Jiu looked like a human.

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should be sent by Quan Zhixian. These two people have been hanging behind me since I left the appraisal room."

Tang Hao had previously thought of him as just a tourist, but on this top-floor observation deck, he changed his route of action several times to test things out.

Both of them turned around and followed as if nothing had happened. He finally confirmed the other person's identity.

Money can move people's hearts. A furnace of top-grade elixirs contains nine elixirs. You can take out three of them, and you may have more on you. It would be strange if the other party didn't have any interest in it.

He withdrew his gaze and glanced around casually: "If I'm not mistaken, there should be more in secret, hmm, perhaps waiting down there."

He didn't care. After Tang Hao surveyed the terrain, it was time to go back.

He looked like he had returned home with great interest and walked down the stairs briskly.

"This alchemist is not very vigilant, and he's just a weakling from the [Hundred Flowers Valley]. This job will be easy!" The fish-scale monk folded his arms, leaned back slightly, and looked relaxed.

Upon hearing this, the shrimp-shell monk frowned and sent a message back, "Don't be careless. After all, he's a disciple of a major sect. If something goes wrong, you and I will be in big trouble."

"By the way, have all the people below been notified?" Seeing that the other party was still nonchalant, he asked with some concern.

"Don't worry!" The fish-scale monk waved his hands impatiently, "Old Five and Old Seven are already waiting downstairs with a team."

Seeing that the shrimp-shell monk was about to speak again, he hurriedly added, "We are all masters at the peak of Qi training. With the addition of the four of us at the foundation building stage, we will definitely have no problem dealing with a weak shrimp!"

"Well, well done." After hearing this, the Shrimp Shell Monk showed a look of relief and satisfaction.

After leaving Quanxing Pavilion, Xia Ke and Yu Lin winked at a group of monks wandering around nearby.

A group of people took action immediately, some quickly surpassed the target, some swayed to the left and right of him, and some slowly hung behind him.

Shrimp Shell watched as he changed his position from time to time to avoid staying in front of the target for a long time and alerting the other party.

"Yes, these people are indeed elite players." After watching for a while, he finally nodded in satisfaction and praised.

Smiling, the fish-scale monk said proudly, "Of course not! If we release any one of these people, he can lead a small team to follow the wealthy businessman."

[Quanxing Pavilion] is the location of the Quan family's chamber of commerce when no auctions are held.

They stalked merchants and monks, not entirely for the purpose of killing and robbing.

Their main purpose is to spy on merchant itineraries, types of goods, and trading partners in order to gain the upper hand or disrupt or intercept cooperation.

On the contrary, actions like this one are extremely rare. After all, things that are worth their willingness to take risks and damage their own reputation rarely appear at auctions.

And being able to bring the family several top-grade [Foundation Building Pills] with strength close to the middle stage of Foundation Building is undoubtedly worth it for them to do so.

"Attention, we are about to leave the cemetery. Take action when we reach a place with few people!" Monk Shrimp Shell secretly passed on the order.

The monks nodded imperceptibly, indicating that they had received the order.

Opposite the cemetery is an area of ​​houses and courtyards, which are full of alleys running through it. The alleys are narrow and cannot accommodate many people walking side by side.

Once they were here, they naturally could not surround the target on all sides as they had done before, so they could only split into two groups, front and back, and did not dare to get too close.

However, this is also a very suitable place to take action. We just need to turn one or two forks to block the view.

Didn't go far.

The first fork in the road appears!
"The target has turned a corner, speed up and catch up!" A gleam of light flashed in the slightly narrowed eyes of the Shrimp Shell Monk.

He thought to himself, "If there's no one around, I'll catch up and attack him immediately!"

As he gave the order, he quickened his pace and surpassed the Qi-refining monks under his command.

"Bang!"

As soon as the Shrimp Shell Monk turned into the fork in the road, he bumped into someone head-on and lost control of his stumble. If it weren't for the timely support from his men behind him, he would have fallen to the ground.

'There's actually someone here. It seems the time is not right yet. I need to wait a little longer.' He just thought about it.

I heard a scolding voice next to my ear: "Damn bastard, you don't have eyes when you walk, do you want to die?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed across his face, and the Shrimp Shell Monk almost couldn't help but use his weapon.

Cultivators who swallow demon pills and advance to the foundation-building stage often develop unusual features, and even their internal organs, bones, and blood may mutate.

"Bastard" is one of their most taboo words.

But when he saw the appearance of the monk opposite him clearly, he suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

The man was wearing a light blue Taoist robe. He looked handsome and had an extraordinary demeanor, giving him an impression of being clear-minded and elegant.

"This must be a genius from a major sect traveling around! Don't mess with him, don't mess with him." "These rotten fish and shrimp are not worth killing."

The Shrimp Shell Monk swallowed subconsciously, and the murderous intent and resentment on his face disappeared immediately.

Putting on a flattering smile, he apologized repeatedly: "I was walking too fast and accidentally bumped into you, sir. I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive me!"

The monks under his command all followed at this time, noticed the situation here, and saw the appearance of the monk opposite clearly, and they were all silent as a mouse.

Fortunately, people like me seem to be really not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.

"Hmph!" The prodigy just glanced at everyone calmly, snorted lightly, and then waved his sleeves, walked past them, and slowly walked towards the cemetery.

After just a quick glance, the shrimp-shell monk immediately withdrew his gaze and glanced towards the alley ahead: "Fuck! Where's the target?" "Chase him!"

The group ran to the next fork in the road and looked left and right, but still could not see the target.

Without any further hesitation, the four foundation-building cultivators immediately released their spiritual consciousness.

As a result, there was still no trace of the target within a few miles.

"Second brother, I'm afraid the other party has already noticed you and noticed the friction with that genius, and took the opportunity to escape from our detection range." The fish-scale monk said with a grim expression.

Nodding slightly, the Shrimp Shell Monk continued, "The more likely possibility is that the other party has climbed into a courtyard somewhere and hid away to hide the talisman."

The others all agreed with the two people's analysis.

From the beginning to the end, they never doubted the genius from the great sect they had just encountered.

Are you kidding? That alchemist is just ordinary, but he can produce the top-grade [Foundation Building Pill]. Maybe there is someone behind him.

And the undisguised demeanor, talent, and aptitude of the genius of the great sect cannot be disguised.

'Is it possible that the alchemist is working for this genius, and he came here to rescue him?' As soon as this thought came to mind, the shrimp shell monk shook his head repeatedly to deny it.

What made him deny this matter was not anything else, but the fact that if it was true, in order to achieve the effect just now, that genius would have to wait here.

"Just for a few Foundation Establishment Pills? Even if they were top-grade, they would be no different from trash to this Foundation Establishment stage great sect genius. How could he treat himself like this!"

"What should we do now? How about contacting the manager and sending more people to search this place?" another foundation-building cultivator inquired.

The fish-scale monk shook his head. "Many of those living here are the families of the elders in the clan. Some of them are too expensive to offend even the steward. Besides, by the time the troops arrive, the target will have already run away."

They didn't have the courage to just barge in and search. If they didn't complete their mission, as foundation-building cultivators, they would at most be punished.

But if you offend the clan leader who lives in seclusion here, you may be beaten to death.

"Pack up the troops and go back to report!" The Shrimp Shell Monk pondered for a moment and waved his hand to give the order.

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a cheerful look.

Not long after, in a room somewhere in Quanxing Pavilion.

"Clap!"

The teacup smashed to pieces on the ground.

"Lost? You two losers, why don't you just lose yourselves? Huh?" Quan Zhixian yelled angrily, "If you can't even do such a small thing, what use are you?"

Shrimp Shell and Fish Scale shrank their necks in fear and curled up like quails.

After a fit of rage, Quan Zhixian calmed down, sat down, tugged at his collar, and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

The two of them spoke one after another, carefully explaining what had happened from two perspectives.

"A genius from a great sect? His cultivation is probably in the middle stage of foundation building." He narrowed his eyes slightly, a thoughtful look on his face.

After a moment, he agreed with the two's judgment, "It should just be a coincidence. In that case, I can't blame you."

More than half of these cultivators with alienated characteristics have lost the possibility of further advancement, and their cultivation is barely at the initial stage of foundation building.

Facing such a genius cultivator, there is really no room for resistance.

"You guys go down."

Quan Zhixian waved the two away, took out the jade communication token, and issued an order: "The auction will be held the day after tomorrow. Arrange some of the guards of the secret vault to come here. I can be of use to you."

He felt that it was unlikely that the genius from the great sect was involved in this matter, but he still had to be cautious to avoid being caught off guard.

"There aren't many people in the secret vault to begin with, and we'll have to help escort the auction items, which will leave the guards unguarded. Will the Chamber of Commerce's guards be enough?" The reply from the other end was a little embarrassed.

"Then recall the team that's on rest to guard the secret vault! I don't want to hear any other excuses."

Quan Zhixian is not just the manager of the Chamber of Commerce. Even though the guards of the secret vault do not report directly to him, they dare not easily disobey his decision.

After a while, the other party seemed to have reached an agreement and simply replied, "Understood, I'll arrange it!"

"Humph!" Quan Zhixian leaned back in his chair, lost in thought. "Since I couldn't bring him back, I can only participate in the auction."

"One for my son, one for my daughter, and one for the young clan leader... Never mind, he doesn't need one. I'll take care of my family first. I'll take as many as I can. That man can't get away anyway, and the spirit stones will eventually return to my pocket."

He leisurely poured tea, thinking about his plans for the day after tomorrow.

"Our Haiyuelou is the best restaurant on Yuequan Island. Master, please feel free to order anything. We guarantee that you will be satisfied with every item on the menu!" The servant spoke attentively with a warm smile.

"So confident?"

Tang Hao got rid of his stalker without changing his appearance.

So, following the recommendation of the lady who showed me the way, I came to this nearby restaurant for lunch.

He glanced at the dishes on the next table and was quite interested in some of them. He immediately signaled the waiter to bring them up.

During this time, he made eye contact with several people at that table, and they all responded with friendly and warm smiles. Tang Hao did not respond with a cold face, but nodded and smiled at them.

Those people were all alienated monks. Normally, when they met monks from outside the island, it was good not to be looked at with strange eyes.

Today, he was treated so kindly by a genius cultivator that he couldn't help but feel excited. He couldn't help but speak a little louder and glanced over here from time to time.

At this moment, one of the octopus heads received a message. After checking it out, he glanced at Tang Hao.

He then coughed lightly and raised his voice, "The higher-ups have ordered our team to end their rest rotation and be on duty at the secret vault the night after tomorrow."

When they saw this, their faces flushed. If they had received a similar order on a normal day, they would have been full of complaints, but at this moment they were inexplicably happy.

They all pretended to speak.

"Being a vault guard is so hard, it's so busy!"

"Who said it wasn't? I finally got a break to go out for a stroll, but now I have to go back to the secret vault to guard it."

"Everyone envies me for guarding the secret vault, but who knows? I only get to see the treasures occasionally, and there's nothing else I can show you."

In their conversation, they kept mentioning the word "secret vault" and their eyes kept stealing glances over here from time to time, their intention to show off was obvious.

"What a coincidence!" Tang Hao said with an extremely strange look.

Then he thought to himself: "If the plan wasn't leaked, I would have suspected that these people were deliberately setting a trap for me."

That being the case...

A smile appeared on his face.

He stood up under the excited and expectant gazes of several people.

He walked over with a wine glass and a wine jug in hand.

Tang Hao said as he walked:
"It's a pleasure to meet you, fellow Daoists, who are the guardians of the Quan family's secret vault. I'm new here and I'm quite interested in hearing about the secret vault. How about we chat?"

(End of this chapter)