Chapter 46: The Standard Triangular Eye

  It's already the third update today!!!

  "Actually, I'm an undercover agent~~~" Zhang Chong's words left everyone stunned and bewildered.

  "Xu Yifei, is this really happening?" asked Mo He Chang Lao lightly.

  Xu Yifei slightly shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. Then, he walked to the front of Zhang Chong and said in a stern voice:

  "I don't know how you managed to be a mole, but don't spout nonsense again."

  "It's true, I'm Wang Daozhong's elder, the undercover agent he sent. Normally, I only see him alone." Zhang Chong didn't care whether the Wang Daozhong in the ring was real or fake at this moment, and just went along with it. He thought to himself, since Wang Daozhong is already dead, the person in the ring who dares to impersonate Wang Daozhong should have a very good understanding of him. And if he pretends to be Wang Daozhong's undercover agent, what's wrong with that?

  To sum it up, compared to the demon head that cultivates with the golden elixir of a Xian practitioner as defined by the other party, the outcome is much better.

  "Ah?" Xu Yifei heard Zhang Chong's words and also fell into a dilemma. He thought back to when Wang Daozhong launched that big war, he was full of confidence and told him that he had received accurate intelligence. Could it be that he really had his own mole within the Changsheng Gate?

  However, at this moment, Wang Daozhong is already dead, and it is also impossible to prove his death. Even if he were to say that Wang Daozhong was absolutely certain that the person in front of him, Zhang Chong, who was only 15 or 16 years old, and Xu Yifei, would be hard to imagine.

  "You said Wang Daozhong met with you alone, fine. I'll ask you, what does Old Man Wang look like?" Xu Yifei's eyes were cold and fixed on Zhang Chong, as he spoke, a long sword had already left its scabbard and was pressed against Zhang Chong's chest.

  "If you say something wrong even by half a word, I will kill you on the spot."

  This sentence was said so solemnly that it made Zhang Chong tremble with fear. He didn't dare to hesitate and immediately spoke to Wang Daozhong in the ring,

  "Wang Daozhong, I've found that expert you were looking for. He's asking about your situation." He said this because the crystal stone was no longer on his body and had been taken by Wang Daozhong, so he could only deceive him like this.

  He said so, and Wang Daozhong indeed came with enthusiasm, saying repeatedly:

  "Then hurry up and tell him about my situation."

  "Hmm, I told him, but he said he had to ask about Wang Daozhong's appearance first."

  Although Wang Daozhong heard this sentence and felt a bit strange, he didn't have too much doubt. After hesitating for a moment, he said:

  "Uh, I'm seven feet tall, sword eyebrows... uh... star eyes."

  Zhang Chong continued to speak to Xu Yifei. As he listened, Xu Yifei's heart grew more and more puzzled, thinking to himself...

  "Wang Daozhong was extremely familiar with him, six feet nine inches tall, and could barely be said to be seven feet, but his eyes were not even counted, wasn't he a standard triangular eye?"

  At this thought, he shouted loudly

  "Are you talking nonsense? Wang Daozhong is not a standard triangular eye?"

  Zhang Chong heard this and felt a surge of anger in his heart. This Jianghu cheat, who didn't even do the basic work properly, dared to impersonate Wang Daozhong and swindle people. At that moment, he also transmitted this sentence unchanged into the ring.

  Wang Daozhong heard this and became extremely angry, opening his mouth to say:

  "Who says I'm a standard triangular eye."

  This sentence reminded Zhang Chong, who immediately said,

  "Wang Changlao himself said he was born with star eyes and absolutely refused to admit that he had standard triangular eyes."

  This sentence, however, was cleverly pushed aside, making it difficult for Xu Yifei to respond. He also remembered that in this circle, his triangular eyes were the most taboo, and normally, no one dared to mention them. If Zhang Chongruo was indeed a mole sent by him, out of respect, he didn't dare say anything disrespectful either.

  It's just that Xu Yifei is not bad as the master, but when it comes to this interrogation, he is extremely poor. Apart from shouting loudly, he can't think of any other good way. He thought for a moment and shouted loudly again.

  "Wang Changlao and I are extremely familiar with each other. He must have told you about me, so go ahead and tell me what he said to see if it's accurate."

  Wang Daozhong didn't need to mention his own appearance, but instead talked about the time when Xu Yifei was leaving, and at that moment, he also relaxed his expression and started talking incessantly.

  Zhang Chong listened to his words and also transmitted them one by one to Xu Yifei.

  "Xu Yifei was seven feet two inches tall, skilled in swordsmanship, and often wore a long blue robe. His personal spiritual instrument was the Qingfeng Sword, a fifth-grade spiritual instrument, three feet long and weighing four hundred kilograms."

  Zhang Chong said so, but was unexpectedly interrupted by Yun Wu directly

  "The title of the lord is something you can hang in your mouth, your nonsense only proves that your eyesight is still good, if it were someone else, they would say the same thing too."

  Reminded by Yun Wu, Zhang Chong suddenly realized that he had been so focused on listening to Wang Daozhong's voice that he hadn't noticed what was in front of him. The clothes Xu Yifei was wearing were indeed a green robe and long shirt, and the thing he was pointing at himself wasn't it the Qingfeng sword?

  "Wang Daozhong, come and take a look at something that can't be seen, it's more private," Zhang Chong said.

  "It's strange, this tall man, why does he have such a big liking for Xu Yifei?" Wang Daoming was puzzled in his heart, but he still spoke out quickly.

  "Hmm, this is Xu Yifei, no, it's Xu Zongzhu, who is extremely brave on the path of exorcism." Zhang Chong's eyes stared straight at Xu Yifei, wanting to see his reaction.

  "There was once when he was in a fierce battle with Listen to the Wind and Fall, severely injuring his opponent. However, he was countered by his opponent's swift kick, almost hitting his groin, no, it was the inner side of his thigh. At that time, he didn't dare to find anyone for treatment, but it was I, no, it was Old Man Wang who saved him. The wound was extremely deep and even after recovery, a scar would remain."

  Hearing this, Yunwu, who was standing beside her, had already flushed with anger and charged forward with her sword, shouting:

  "You little demon, how dare you slander our Master."

  At this moment, Xu Yifei's sword flashed quickly and lightly blocked the attack. Although his face was red, he nodded towards Mo Hezhang, indicating that what Zhang said was not only private but also extremely true.

  Although I don't know why the leader of the first sect of cultivators in the Yang Realm would tell such a shameful thing to Zhang Chong, a small mole, but since he knows, it must have come from Wang Dao.

  Because Xu Yifei kept this matter confidential and never told anyone else about it again.

  "Since it is so, why did you take him as your disciple?" This time, it was Mo He Zhenren who asked personally.

  "Wang Daozhong taught me the skill of refining paper charms, and it was because of this that I accepted you as my disciple." Zhang Chong replied.

  "Oh, listening to the wind and falling leaves can't be seen, is this a cultivation method of a immortal cultivator?"

  "This won't do, because Wang Daozhong led me into the Longsheng Gate, precisely because he valued my physical body and couldn't mobilize spiritual energy. Therefore, the method of refining talismans he taught me didn't require spiritual energy. Moreover, he also forbade me from cultivating demonic powers; I followed his teachings and didn't cultivate any demonic powers."

  Zhang Chong put on a brave and fearless appearance, but in fact it was not because of any teachings from Meng. It was purely due to his physical condition; otherwise, he would have unknowingly circulated the magic several times already.

  Misfortune comes from one's own mouth, this saying is indeed true!

  At first, if the magic cultivation was successful, it's likely that even with a silver tongue, it would be hard to escape being executed as a little demon.

  "So it was like that, then refine a paper charm for me to see." Mo He said this and one of his disciples immediately brought over paper and pen.

  Zhang Chong took a deep breath and silently recalled the scene of his dream cultivation, his brush fell onto the paper, and with a majestic sweep, he began to write.

  Yun Wu looked at this unremarkable young man, and unexpectedly thought that when he was practicing his talismans, he would have such a focused expression. This expression gave him a special aura on his face, and for a moment, he forgot about his identity as a prisoner.

  "Alright..." Zhang Chong made a very elegant gesture, put down his pen, and opened his mouth to reveal a flattering smile that Yun Wu extremely disliked.