Volume 2: Wind Rises and Heaven Grows Cold Chapter 122: Su Ming's Probe

  "This man is from the Andong Department, and he already knows about my healing of the wounded. The chief of the Andong Department has already known about it." Su Ming walked forward silently, his mind pondering over this matter. He remembered that his grandfather had once taught him that when encountering things, one should think more, if you can't understand, try to put yourself in the other person's shoes and think along their train of thought, perhaps there will be new discoveries.

  "If I were the chief of the Anton tribe, I should be able to see the changes in my own child and follow him... but until now he has not appeared, perhaps it just explains that the subtle method I used when I was on guard earlier had an effect."

  Similarly, if I were the chief of the Anton tribe, I would hesitate and speculate. In my hesitation and uncertainty, every time I see my child's injuries getting better, unless I have absolute certainty, I wouldn't dare to take risks to verify and offend a master who is in a state of enlightenment. This has no benefits for me."

  "In such a situation, if I saw my own child's bone knife being brought back by the tribesmen, what would I think?" Su Ming furrowed his brow. Since he came to this unfamiliar land of Nan Chen, everything had to rely on himself. When his cultivation was insufficient, he had to use his wit to make up for some of the gap, otherwise, a stranger here would find it hard to stand firm, unless he was willing to be ordinary, but that way, Su Ming didn't know how long it would take him to return home.

  He after all has too little life experience and can't do better, he can only think limitedly and not easily reveal his hostile intentions, but once revealed, he must be decisive.

  "In the eastern part of An Dong, I started with Fang Mu and proceeded step by step. When my cultivation reached a certain level, I could use this as an opportunity to gain a foothold here."

  "For Andongbu, I have never shown any hostility, but rather helped Fangmu recover from his injuries. My good intentions are already clear. Now, I can use this knife to test Andongbu's reaction and respond accordingly." These thoughts were not something Su Ming thought of immediately, but rather after he saw the old man's black wristband at the shop in front of Huashan Mountain, and it took him half a day to come up with them while witnessing He Feng and Xuan Lun's affairs.

  He is still lacking in experience, otherwise these things would only need a moment's thought to understand, but now they require time to make up for, and cannot be achieved by being as cunning as a fox.

  For example, regarding the matter of using Fang Mu as a lead, although he seemed calm and collected during their second meeting, his behavior was actually quite mature, and he liked to probe with words and intimidate. He handled things calmly and steadily, without revealing too many flaws, and was able to intimidate Fang Mu's father, looking absolutely not like something a young man would do.

  But in fact, Su Ming had spent several months thinking and analyzing, and only after he was ninety percent sure did he manage to do it. This was also the reason why Fang Mu had come to the Rainforest multiple times and called out multiple times before appearing.

  Otherwise, he could have appeared when Fang Mu first called out after his departure and return, without having to wait for several months.

  It's the same now, relying on time to make up for his lack of experience. If Su Ming hadn't encountered the matter with the Wind Clan today, he would have left after observing and come back when he had thought it through.

  At this moment, he re-analyzed the matter in his mind again, made sure that nothing was missed, and then left the third layer. When the sky turned dark, he returned to his residence on the fourth layer of Handan City.

  Sitting cross-legged in a room that was much more luxurious than the Wind and Moon Mudstone Castle, Su Ming fell into deep thought. Since he arrived at this unfamiliar South Morning Land, over the past two years, he had unknowingly developed the habit of often thinking deeply. The education his grandfather had given him over the years was also gradually revealing itself at this moment.

  "An Dongbu still needs to continue to make contact, the fire is still far from enough, and this road will eventually become one of my choices. But in this Handan City, I can't just leave one road, I need to prepare other options, so that I can be at ease." Su Ming sat silently in his room, his eyes were not only searching for a map leading to the Western Alliance, but also trying to establish himself here as soon as possible, and to investigate whether Ah Gong was here.

  Although this news is vague, and although Grandpa Ah Gong may already be dead, Su Ming does not want to believe it.

  "The terrain map leading to Ximeng, which must have encompassed nearly half of the South Morning Land. This kind of map is by no means an ordinary object, nor can it be possessed by a medium-sized tribe. It should be extremely precious and not easily seen..." Su Ming sighed quietly.

  "To accomplish all this, after all, one must first survive... and not like a gentle breeze, but like a whirlwind, living on with the demeanor of a strong person." Su Ming's gaze flashed imperceptibly.

  "In the city of Hanyang, there are five strong practitioners of Kai Chen Jing. Xuan Lun is one of them... and he is also the chief guest of Pu Qiang Department. In this way, the remaining four strong practitioners of Kai Chen Jing should also belong to different departments in this place."

  Apart from them, there are many more barbarians in the Blood Realm. The vast majority of them are not from the three tribes. So many people staying in this Handan City for years must have ulterior motives. Fang Mu once said that every time Tian Han Zong took in new sect members, they would come to Handan City.

  Although this matter has attracted many people, I always feel that there are still some secrets in the city of Handan, which have attracted strong men like Xuan Lun and made them stay for a long time. Su Ming stroked his chin, where a few soft hairs had grown, leaving behind the first mark of adulthood in the passage of years.

  "With my current cultivation, 243 bloodlines, Seventh Layer of Blood Condensation, in this Handan City, I can only be considered mid-tier. With my precise control, I can fight against the Eighth Layer of Blood Condensation! Barely considered the peak of mid-stage Blood Condensation." Su Ming was silent, but his eyes flashed with a hint of moonlight.

  "But I have the soul of a moon wing, if under the moonlight, like in Wushan, I won't mind getting heavily injured as the price, to unfold my full moon winged heart..." Su Ming closed his eyes, hiding the moon shadow in his gaze.

  "This is my trump card, it's a matter of life and death, I won't use it unless absolutely necessary."

  "There's also the Han Feizi, a very strange title. I heard that previously, only the strongest three disciples of the Tianhan Sect would be granted the identity of Hanzi." Su Ming thought about this for a moment, but didn't dwell on it any further, as it was none of his concern and he wouldn't waste his mind on it.

  After his mind gradually calmed down, Su Ming became immersed in meditation, the blood and gas inside his body slowly circulating. Unknowingly, it was already deep into the night, outside was a sheet of silence, the entire Handan City seemed to have entered sleep.

  At some point, the rumbling thunder came from outside, followed by the sound of pouring rain that made it impossible to distinguish whether it was coming from the sky or swirling up from the ground, as if entwined together, forming a curtain of rain.

  This season is rainy.

  The heavy rain poured down, and soon the city of Handan was flooded. The strong wind howled, whipping up the rainwater that fell on the windows of the room, causing the paper windows to crackle loudly.

  The room was pitch black without any candlelight, but amidst the thunderstorm, flashes of lightning occasionally illuminated it, casting a flickering glow. Su Ming opened his eyes.

  He got up and walked forward, silently opening the window. A gust of rain blew in his face, blowing up his hair. Looking out at the black night and rain, he stood there silently, motionless.

  "I don't know what season Wushan is in at this time... Two years have passed so quickly..." Su Ming murmured.

  "How is the tribe... Grandfather, are you still in this world..." Su Ming's heart was bitter, he had been alone in a strange place for too long, and that kind of loneliness had taught him to use silence to protect himself.

  He stood there, his face covered with scars, for a long, long time... until the second night in Handan City passed slowly, and at dawn, the rain still shrouded the sky and earth, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the rainwater on the ground flowed down the mountain, making it very slippery to walk on.

  Su Ming did not continue to stay in Handan City, he had already bought a lot of the herbs he needed, although the refining of Du Ling San was still lacking some, and only one of the three beast bones were bought, but from the third layer to the fourth layer, there was nothing that he needed, unless it was that second layer.

  However, this layer is not only required for Xiuzhe, but also requires becoming a guest family identity to enter. Su Ming considered it and gave up, leaving Handan City.

  This was his first time in Handan City, ordinary and unremarkable, although it also drew some people's attention, but overall, like a small stone thrown into a pond, only ripples were stirred up.

  The sky was clear when I came, and it rained heavily when I left.

  With his back to the city of Handan, Su Ming's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, without stopping, but instead accelerating, in this rain curtain, rushing towards the depths of the rainy forest and mountains.

  In his trip to Handan City, he didn't intentionally look for the topographic map of Nanchen, but in his walks around the city, not a single shop among all those shops sold such an item.

  And through the conversations and information he heard, he slowly figured out that even if it was just a topographic map of the surrounding area, it was only in the hands of three people, and it was extremely precious.

  The road ahead is uncertain, everything is difficult. How to become a strong person from the ordinary, Su Ming was not clear where the future was. He only knew that he would walk calmly and let his cultivation get higher and higher. When it reached a certain level, the confusion in front of him would be suddenly torn open.

  He walked silently, neither fast nor slow, and after a few days of circling around, making sure no one was following him, he returned to the familiar depths of the rainforest, in the crevices of the mountain.

  The rain continued to pour down, washing away his footprints and forming a natural barrier. When Su Ming returned to the cave after several days, his entire body was soaked through, with rainwater flowing down his hair.

  As he walked into the cave, Su Ming's body was filled with a surge of internal energy and blood circulation. A thread of warm air spread throughout his body, as if it had turned into fire. Soon, a white mist rose from Su Ming's body and dissipated into the air. Gradually, his wet clothes dried slowly, but they were still wrinkled and looked somewhat disheveled.