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Molting the Mortal Coil - Chapter 723

Published at 29th of March 2024 06:06:45 AM


Chapter 723: Teahouse

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Chapter 723: Teahouse

Dou Bao asked and the servant responded with a nod.

Without any further concerns, Dou Bao released his aura, shrouding the whole teahouse with the full majesty of his mighty power. Even if he couldnt care less about this third son of his, it was still important that his reputation not be tarnished. He was quite curious to see who was so daring to chop a limb off the son of the head of the Yeying Shan Sect. Before reaching the door, his power flung it open. As he stepped inside all the tables and chairs near the entrance were tossed aside, shattered into pieces by the mere presence of his great power.

He saw a gathering of people in the distance and strode confidently toward them as soon as he felt his sons presence there. The furniture in the teahouse was blasted backwards by his mere approach, showing them how foolish they were for getting themselves involved with him. Many of the people in this crowd gasped with amazement, but more than half of them were instead sneering at him.

Who do these people think they are? Sneering at me? Dont you know who youre going up against!?

Seeing their contemptuous faces, Dou Bao was made furious and he didnt just use his aura to intimidate them, he released a burst of Qi towards the sneering faces. His Qi fell over the crowd like a giant net, which he planned to use to push them down to their knees to truly show them their place. It was already bad enough that he had to interrupt his great work to come here to bail his idiot son out and now the ones responsible didnt know what was good for them!

Crack!

The rapid sequence of detonations fell in line with his plan just as he left the building. The mass of destruction he caused was too much for the teahouse to resist and the wooden structure creaked. Hed targeted the beams and pillars that held up the buildings roof. It was an open air structure with only half-walls all around its perimeter to give the customers good ventilation and a great view of their surroundings. Most windows were either open or covered in paper in this world, which meant the pillars were the only thing holding the building up. With so many targeted detonations set off all at once the whole building collapsed, showering the whole block with a huge cloud of dust.

Dou Bao didnt stick around to admire his handiwork, as this was only a delaying tactic at best. There was no way that man would be defeated by just a roof falling down. He ran as quickly as he could, turning corners and sprinting down alleyways. He dove into a window and then tore off his clothing, hiding them in his Storage Ring to leave no evidence while also putting on a new set of clothing that would blend in with the commoners. His immense aura had long ago been snuffed and he was now using the best technique he knew to hide it. In just an instant hed gone from an intimidating great master of a sect to a mouse scurrying away. Any thoughts of rescuing his third son were completely forgotten.

If I ever see that little bastard again Ill chop his dog head off and feed it to the pigs. How could I be so unlucky, isnt that guy far away from here? What kind of horrible luck is this!

He had leapt into a window, changed clothing and then walked out a doorway and tried to blend into the crowd of mortals. His power was completely hidden and hed even used a special powder to remove his scent completely. After walking a few blocks he was hopeful that hed lost them, but then he noticed a person standing upon a roof a block away staring down at the people walking the streets. Dou Bao subtly changed his direction, turning down a different street before he reached that person doing surveillance. Then he frowned when he saw another man standing on a different buildings roof. He kept changing direction, but everywhere he went he kept seeing these men posted up on rooftops.

If they were waiting like that, then at least it meant he wasnt spotted yet, so he changed his goal from escaping to hiding. He walked into a crowded restaurant and went over to the bar to order a drink. He sat down and tried to blend in with the crowd of mortals. With every fiber of his being he took on the guise of a regular person. He controlled his breathing to match that of a regular person. He sped up his pulse to match the other drunks, and even let his skin pores open slightly to make himself sweat faster.

He downed a few more drinks and then he carefully controlled his heart rate when he caught sight of one of the men hed seen before. Then he saw another and he had to bite his inner lip, using the slight pain to keep control of himself. Something felt off, but he didnt dare to respond to that unusual feeling as hed experienced a similar sensation once in the past. There was an array that could make everyone within it feel nervous. That nervousness would manifest in many ways, but it was quite useful to make a fugitive feel theyd been discovered. Then theyd try to make a break for it. He ran his own sect, so of course he knew about such simple tactics and he wasnt going to let it expose him!

Then he suddenly heard a voice behind him, Its already too late for you to run. Surrender now. Youve already caused enough damage.




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