Chapter 995: 319: One City, One Formation, One Catastrophe

Jing Niao City! In the courtyard of Cang Ji’s Divine Elder’s Mansion, Mo Kai was drinking and playing chess with him.

Actually, Cang Ji greatly appreciated the architectural style of ancient Divine Land; this courtyard sat by the Spiritual Spring in Jing Niao City, with moderate temperature and stable humidity, almost like being in a Divine Land resort, adorned with pavilions and arches, and embellished with rock gardens.

The wine also came from Divine Land. Although expensive, Cang Ji, being Ninth Grade, considered these things just daily matters.

"Mo Kai, can’t you feel it? I am about to reach the pinnacle; the day I break through will be your death date!

If I were you, I would flee like a dog!"

The two individuals sat across the chessboard, seemingly like old friends gathering.

Yet who could imagine that Cang Ji had murderous intentions towards Mo Kai, bone-deep.

But Mo Kai, with extremely thick skin, lingered in Jing Niao City without leaving, coupled with his eccentric temper, prone to moods, occasionally causing trouble in Jing Niao City, even beating several Eighth Grade Deputy City Lords; even Heiye was nearly driven to collapse.

Cang Ji was helpless.

He hadn’t completely broken through, so for now, he couldn’t do anything about Mo Kai.

"Cang Ji, I’m very curious, why do you think only you can break through to the pinnacle?"

Mo Kai held the black pieces, frowning while considering the dynamics of the game, turning a deaf ear to Cang Ji’s threats.

Connecting five pieces in a line could defeat Cang Ji.

Playing this chess is indeed interesting, cultivating oneself, and exercising the brain.

Yes, they were playing Gomoku.

Go was too complicated.

Mo Kai had a premonition, my disciple Hong Guo, it’s time for him to return!

Lately, Mo Kai had been working flamboyantly, risking being held accountable by the Eight Races Sacred Land, even exterminating half a city of the Blood Boiling Race nearby, causing a wave of chaos.

If Hong Guo were nearby, he would surely receive the news.

Mo Kai firmly believed in his premonition.

When Hong Guo returns, he plans to seek his breakthrough opportunity.

A mere Cang Ji, Mo Kai didn’t truly concern himself with.

A frog at the bottom of a well, no more.

"With your nature, you think you can break through to the pinnacle?

Mo Kai, your naive stupid look truly provided me with a day’s worth of laughter."

Cang Ji sneered.

Why are there so many arrogant fools in this era?

"Let’s just see, even if I can’t break through temporarily to the pinnacle, at worst, I could still leave.

I, Cang Ji, can roam Wetlands, survive in any Demon Beast Jungle. Although you have reached the pinnacle, you don’t dare to anger those ancestors of the Demon Beast Realm.

Don’t be arrogant!"

Mo Kai laughed sinisterly.

He understood beast language and could negotiate with demon beasts. Although he couldn’t master beastly charms, he could at least communicate normally.

Appearance of the pinnacle in the Demon Beast Jungle would be a disaster.

The pinnacle of the Demon Beast Realm is not joking; they would risk everything to storm the Eight Races Sacred Land.

This balance, the Wetlands Eight Races wouldn’t allow it to be broken.

"Mo Kai, do you believe I can definitely kill you?"

Cang Ji was furious.

This old beast is simply deserving of ten thousand deaths.

"I believe the green on your head. I just killed one of your concubines yesterday because she wanted to bear my child."

Mo Kai mocked Cang Ji.

"That’s your petty trick—disgusting!"

Cang Ji was indifferent.

In his mind, his only wife was Hua Taodie, and other concubines were just playthings.

Since she was dead, so be it.

"Divine Elder, there is new information from the Divine Land!"

At this moment, a Camp General of Seventh Grade approached.

"Read!"

Cang Ji stared at the chessboard, contemplating how to kill Mo Kai.

"The culprit who harmed Lady Hua Taodie, Su Yue, returned from Shenchu City yesterday and defeated a Fifth-Grade Martial Artist pinnacle named Li Duozhi in public!

According to the secret agent analysis, Su Yue’s current strength is Fourth-Grade pinnacle."

The Camp General stated.

"Hmph, a Fourth-Grade who can defeat Fifth-Grade, indeed worthy of being the culprit who harmed my wife.

I will make sure you are shattered."

Cang Ji squinted his eyes, fierce light flashing in his pupils.

"Su Qingfeng’s son is indeed a major threat to the Yangxiang Race."

Mo Kai too was full of resentment.

Had it not been for this father and son, his Mao Yao City would not have been defeated by Liu Yizhou.

Mo Kai dreams of crushing Su Yue.

Speaking of which, I wonder if my disciple Hong Guo can defeat this brat?

Back then, Hong Guo had Third-Grade strength. After all this time, I wonder if he has broken through.

Disciple.

Come back quickly, Master misses you dearly.

"Divine Elder, should we send someone to assassinate Su Yue?"

The Camp General said coldly.

According to intelligence, this Su Yue is only 18 years old. Theoretically, Third-Grade is already remarkable. But he not only broke through to Fourth-Grade, he even defeated Fifth-Grade pinnacle, definitely a deep concern for the Yangxiang Race.

"Assassination?

Can you kill him?

Do you know how many Ninth-Grades there are in West City? Do you have a comprehensive plan?"

Cang Ji sneered.

"Apologies, Divine Elder, it was rash of me."

The Camp General quickly kneeled.

Indeed, he had spoken hastily.

To assassinate Su Yue, even the weakest would have to be Fifth-Grade pinnacle secret agents, from surrounding to tracking, then to complete slaughter, at least ten Fifth-Grade secret agents are needed.

And Su Yue excels at escaping; perhaps ten are not enough.

If the assassination fails, Jing Niao City’s secret agents dispatched to Divine Land will be wiped out.

Even if the assassination succeeds, the martial artists who go to assassinate would have no chance of survival.

Ending up with a situation where both sides suffer casualties.

"Hmph, a mere Fourth-Grade Martial Artist, isn’t worth the trouble.

Assassination is the Sacred Land’s expertise. My Jing Niao City doesn’t have this obligation.