Chapter 65. By Any Chance, Were You the Martial World Alliance Leader in Your Previous Life?

Hou Gong clicked his tongue inwardly.

What he had asked Jin Jizi to do was to perform Yin Gong. Jin Jizi's Yin Gong was not simple; it was not just for directly harming the enemy but also for shaking the opponent's psychology.

The melody stimulated joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, making people feel both depressed and elated. The plan was to use it to influence the emotions of the entire Yaowang Sect, distracting their attention, while the Beggar Sect used their unique stealth techniques to move around and gather information.

However,

the beggars began to show emotional fluctuations from the start.

An unexpected variable.

Although he inwardly found them pitiful, it wasn't a bad thing. This meant that Jin Jizi's Yin Gong would also be effective on the Yaowang Sect.

"Yin Ang Gai, Xiao Tian Gai, come closer."

He sequentially pressed the acupuncture points of the two who approached with tears in their eyes.

Near the ear.

Specifically, he stimulated the Yimen and Qinggong points, then linked the energy through the Xufeng point at the back of the neck.

The beggars' eyes widened immediately.

"Brother, how did you do that? Is this it?"

"Ugh, the sweating stopped. It must be the touch of a celestial hand."

Even though they knew the acupuncture points, they were amazed. The moment he pressed, their hearing remained intact, but their consciousness became clear, and their emotions began to be controlled.

The Three Heroes of Wushan and the Twin Heroes of Wushan, who were watching from behind, were also surprised and narrowed their brows.

They had been pondering how to deal with the beggars' situation, but the leader was not only unaffected by the Yin Gong but also instantly heightened their consciousness with just a few acupuncture points.

This kind of ability was completely different in meaning and depth from merely protecting oneself.

Hou Gong spoke.

"Yin Ang Gai, the effect will last for about an hour."

"What if it exceeds the time?"

"You'll be crying on the street. Just like that."

"Wow... A puddle will form."

Hou Gong referred to Miao Bingbing, who was sprawled on the ground, sobbing.

"So, don't do anything foolish and move quickly. Listen to as many of the Yaowang Sect members' night conversations as possible, in addition to the coordinates of the password."

Yin Ang Gai pounded his chest.

"Boss, you know who we are. We're the Beggar Sect. We're experts at collecting information, whether it's daytime or nighttime."

"Right, if you do well, I'll forget about your whining just now."

"Okay, don't forget the promise!"

"Brother, I'll go and come back without whining."

The two beggars' figures blurred as they disappeared into the forest.

"Brother."

It was the Twin Heroes of Wushan.

Hou Gong looked at them blankly, and the Twin Heroes smiled slyly.

Despite their smiles, they exuded a sinister aura, as if they were about to stab someone with a knife.

"I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Hehe, by any chance, were you the Martial World Alliance Leader in your previous life?"

"In my previous life?"

Hou Gong was puzzled.

The Twin Heroes of Wushan smirked.

"Think about it. If not, how could you, who was just a scholar until recently, use the abilities of the Heavenly Gong Sect so appropriately? You understand Jin Jizi's Yin Gong and the Beggar Sect's talents, and what about the acupuncture you just demonstrated?"

The Twin Heroes of Wushan laughed wickedly.

Hou Gong couldn't help but chuckle.

These guys, even when they joke, they can't find the right direction and end up being completely off the mark.

Daring to mention a previous life.

"In this life."

"…Pardon?"

Hou Gong gave a short answer, and the Twin Heroes of Wushan blinked in confusion.

As Hou Gong walked away, the Three Heroes of Wushan, who were standing nearby, burst into laughter.

"Wow, our brother handled that so well."

"Haha, when it comes to dog talk, the answer is always dog talk."

**

The Beggar Sect was indeed the Beggar Sect.

They successfully completed their mission, gathering almost all the information.

The content was unexpected and shocking.

Unexpected in that,

"Boss, the treasure seems to be in the library. The shadow of the roof and eaves of the medicine room forms an arrow, and the only place in that direction is the library."

The treasure was one of the books,

"And the Yaowang Sect leader seems to be mentally unstable. They say he has delirium, unable to recognize people or even himself."

The state of the Yaowang Sect leader was a shock beyond everyone's expectations.

"Delirium? What's the cause?"

"Side effects of the medicine."

"Are you sure?"

Narrowing his brows, Hou Gong asked, and Yin Ang Gai shook his head.

"There's no certainty. Jin Jizi's melody swept through the Yaowang Sect, and sighs were heard everywhere. We thought they were just sighing. The conversations were all the same."

Hou Gong couldn't help but sigh.

'That drug addict, after using so many drugs, he finally...'

He had known this day would come.

He had warned him that testing drug combinations on himself could be dangerous, but in the end, this happened.

It was equally absurd for the Heavenly Gong Sect.

"Damn, what kind of Yaowang gets affected by his own medicine! It's really pathetic."

The Three Heroes of Wushan started the criticism, and everyone joined in.

"Indeed, it's absurd. If this continues, will the Poison King die from poisoning?"

"Even I feel embarrassed hearing this. Who would believe it if they heard it!"

Hou Gong just watched silently.

The Heavenly Gong Sect's curses were not just out of criticism but also out of concern.

He waited for the curses to subside before asking Yin Ang Gai.

"What about the Yaowang Sect's control?"

"It seemed fine. The cohesion was quite strong."

Hou Gong nodded.

After all, the Yaowang Sect leader, Long E, was not a weak person, even if he was crazy from drugs. He had solidified the succession system and preemptively dealt with any potential threats.

"Leader, what do you plan to do now?"

Jin Jizi asked.

"Let's handle it one by one. For now, everyone should act as usual and not show any signs."

Everyone nodded.

They didn't know what "one by one" meant, but they agreed that acting as usual was necessary. They shouldn't reveal anything until the Yaowang Sect brought it up first.

If asked how they knew, they had no answer.

They couldn't say they roamed the Yaowang Sect last night following the sound of the flute.

But most importantly,

they all knew that premature comfort could sometimes be a wound, and sometimes, the best consideration is to look the other way.

***

The next morning,

Long Huaqing, the head of the Foreign Affairs Hall, visited the annex.

"Are you having a meal?"

In the courtyard, the Heavenly Gong Sect was eating.

Sizzle...

The meat was cooking well on the heated stone plate.

The news from last night was not pleasant, so everyone was silently grilling and eating meat for breakfast. The large amount of meat was a result of the unpleasant news.

"Early, huh? If you're here before the meal, let's eat together."

"Head, come over. There's plenty of meat."

The meat was provided by the Yaowang Sect, but the roles were reversed, and the Heavenly Gong Sect was being generous.

"Shall I?"

To everyone's surprise, Long Huaqing smiled and joined them.

"By the way, Great Disciple, or rather, the leader of the Heavenly Gong Sect, why isn't he here? Doesn't he usually eat with you?"

"Boss is not the type to care about such formalities. He's just sleeping. He was up all night."

"Up all night?"

"Yep."

Long Huaqing's face brightened.

Thinking he was busy decoding the password, he felt better. He had come to check on the progress, and this was enough, so he changed the topic.

"Sir, the flute melody last night, was it your melody?"

"..."

Jin Jizi frowned.

Worried that Long Huaqing might know something, he accidentally bit his tongue while chewing the meat. The blood mixed with the meat tasted metallic.

'Damn.'

The Heavenly Gong Sect also sensed something was off and paused their meal.

Long Huaqing smiled, puzzled.

"Why are you all so surprised? The melody was soothing, so I just mentioned it. I even shed a few tears, feeling emotional. It was also comforting."

Chomp chomp chomp.

The Heavenly Gong Sect's meat-eating speed returned to normal, relieved.

Jin Jizi snorted.

"Hmph! Comforting, my foot. It was just the mood."

"I hope your mood is often good."

"What do you know about mood!"

His stern words were like a sharp blade.

Feeling embarrassed, Long Huaqing scratched his head.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold and silent.

Yin Ang Gai, known for his flexibility, quickly intervened.

"Hehe, don't take it to heart. The teacher was just embarrassed. By the way, Head, is the Yaowang Sect leader in seclusion? Will it take long?"

Long Huaqing hesitated for a moment.

But it was just a moment.

"That... there's no set time."

"Can't we ask him to end his seclusion early? It would be a shame to leave the Yaowang Sect without seeing the Yaowang Sect leader. My elder brother, with his bad temper, will tease me."

"Hehe... Father will be disappointed if he finds out later."

Yin Ang Gai tried to change the subject, but the cold atmosphere didn't improve. Feeling uncomfortable, Long Huaqing stood up. He had already achieved his purpose.

"I just came to say hello. Finish your meal. I have to go. I'll visit again when I have time."

As Long Huaqing left, everyone immediately started criticizing Jin Jizi.

"Did you have to speak to the teacher like that?"

Miao Bingbing started,

"Why make a fuss over a few notes of the flute?"

"How could you lose your temper in front of someone who said it was comforting!"

"Grandpa Jin Flute is bad!"

Jin Jizi flared up.

"Hey, you brats, what are you glaring at!"

"Adults should act like adults!"

"Didn't we finish talking yesterday? Didn't we agree to act as usual?"

"Acting like this is usual?"

"Grandpa Jin Flute, you're bad even when you're usual!"

"Since you cried, what did you want me to do? I even bit my tongue!"

The seemingly endless argument of the Heavenly Gong Sect didn't last long.

Song Hua, looking at them disdainfully, settled it with one sentence.

"The meat is burning! If you're not eating, stop grilling and I'll clean up!"

Everyone quickly quieted down.

Soon, they were only exchanging comments like, "This is a bit burnt, but it's still delicious."

***

In the afternoon, another visitor arrived.

"The ox is now tender. Do you have any pork? The parts with fat mixed in are so delicious."

"Let's go hunt a wild boar for dinner."

While the Heavenly Gong Sect, who always ate three meals a day, was sitting around and talking about being full at lunchtime,

"Jiong Jiong is here! Ding jiong jiong jiong!"

Xiao Tian Gai, with wide eyes, was delighted.

Upon seeing him, Xiao Tian Gai, who had confirmed that it was "Ding Jiong" and not "Dong Dong," went wild with excitement.