Chapter 1081: Chapter 32: Tianmen’s Situation Is Too Complicated
The demons and evil spirits from the Outer Dimension rarely cause such severe destruction in the Real World.
After all, there’s a moat in place, and only on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month can the dimensional barrier be traversed.
But when native warriors of the Real World clash, the resulting damage can be just as serious.
As the old saying goes, you can guard against thousands, but it’s hard to guard against those within.
By the time Wang Yunxiao arrived at the scene, only debris and ruins remained—a complete mess.
The entire street was reduced to ashes in the fierce battle.
Broken gas pipes were still spewing remnants of fire, twisted sewage pipes were flooding the ground with filthy water.
The only solace was that it was in the dead of night, the streets were empty, and the area primarily consisted of large houses, so population density was low, preventing heavy casualties.
Currently, it’s only confirmed that one party involved was Yang Jian, whom he was pursuing, while the identity of the other party remains unknown.
Staring at the obvious saber marks on the walls, simulating the fighters’ moves in his head, Wang Yunxiao frowned deeply.
He wouldn’t say he’s familiar with these marks, but he’s definitely seen them before.
Eight Blades Continuous Slash.
This is a typical Fusang swordsmanship, a secret technique only the Divine Witches under the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations can master.
Ito Hidemi once explained this saber style to him.
Currently, at Tianmen, based on his intelligence, there are only two people capable of using this saber technique.
One is the unoccupied Little Witch, Uesugi Risa.
The other is the unknown Divine Witch whom Uesugi Risa is searching for.
Either appearing here is strange—why fight Yang Jian? And using such lethal force, it seems like a fight to the death.
Did you finally step on a live landmine while you were clearing them?
Unexpected, yet also within reason.
After all, Tianmen is a complex place.
On the surface, it seems calm, but beneath, who knows how many deep-sea beasts lie hidden.
Once arrogant and invincible, then taught a lesson and reformed.
Also, some have unfathomable power but have sided with the Governmental Office or been subdued and detained.
Even those with a naturally low profile, or quirky behaviors, like treating the police station as home, or selling donkey meat sandwiched buns.
All kinds of people.
You, an Overseas Dragon, unaware of the depth of the waters, come to make waves; stepping on a landmine is quite expected.
If everything goes smoothly and safely without any incidents, that’s when you shouldn’t lower your guard, but rather introspect—could you be lured into a trap by the Special Service Bureau?
“What now?”
Yan Yu’an circled the scene and returned, not finding anything more.
The intelligence data gathered increased, they were getting closer to Yang Jian, but capturing him still required something.
The key issue is the constant movement of this rascal.
You’re working late into the night, fine, but at this hour, aren’t you planning to find a place to rest for a bit?
By now, the eastern sky was starting to brighten.
“If I were him, I’d be tired by now.”
Wang Yunxiao turned his gaze towards the direction of the stables, noting that it was not far from Li Mumu’s house, just two or three streets away, the street layouts were identical.
This inevitably led him to some speculations.
Like someone arduously running across half the city to here, then getting the wrong address.
Or, it might be that his trusted notebook navigation was affected by some force.
Regardless, failing to achieve the original goal, then getting into a fight in an unfamiliar place with a mysterious person, equates to half a night of wasted effort; it’s inevitable he’s physically and mentally exhausted.
“If he’s tired, he could rest anywhere.”
“Not necessarily.”
Theoretically, yes, you could; if it were Wang Yunxiao, he’d easily choose a house, knock the owner out, drag them to the bathroom, and nap on the bed—no technical challenge there.
But Yang Jian is not a local, and even with the notebook’s navigation, he’s not necessarily familiar with local conditions.
After causing such turmoil, he must consider whether the Special Service Bureau will intervene, doing house-to-house checks.
Staying put isn’t viable, nor is checking into a hotel; while you’re napping, they could easily discover you during their operations.
Returning to the Seaside District now?
A bit too far, around ten kilometers, and there’s no car.
Where, then, does he know well enough, is relatively safe, and won’t attract attention?
“Let’s gamble.”
Wang Yunxiao murmured softly.
“Gamble on what?”
Yan Yu’an couldn’t help but ask: “As a local, can you guess where he will go?”
“I dug a pit for him; let’s see if he falls in, maybe only a twenty percent chance.”
…
It’s truly baffling!
Blocked inexplicably; the opponent also possessed the Book of Metamorphosis, chasing him like a mad dog throughout twelve streets, at this moment, Yang Jian felt utterly exhausted.
Why was the Fusang Divine Witch appearing at Tianmen?
When did he become her enemy?
Hiding in a dark alleyway, he held his breath, his mind a whir of thoughts, alongside numerous minor, yet bothersome, wounds, left him feeling completely drained.
Tianmen’s waters truly run deep; clearly, he had been a bit too hasty today.
So… he must find a place to rest, calm down and reconsider his next steps.
It seemed the Divine Witch wasn’t aware of his true mission here but was focused on the Book of Metamorphosis in his possession. To divert her attention, he had to use a secret technique, creating a clone with the notebook fleeing in another direction, buying himself some respite.
Without the guidance of the notebook, Yang Jian was like a blind man in this unfamiliar place, totally unable to discern east, west, north, or south.
Tianmen itself has no distinct directions like east, west, north, and south, especially in this old town section where the building layout is quite complex.
Calling it organic growth may sound generous; in truth, it’s just chaotic.
Luckily, he had the habit of preparing in advance, memorizing a part of the area map before getting embroiled in this mystifying fight.
He couldn’t find Mu Yuming hiding at home, but he would eventually have to go to work during the day.
His company’s address isn’t a secret, and at this time, no one should be working overtime, allowing him to wait at his office.
Just the opportunity to take a slight rest.
With this in mind, Yang Jian traversed streets and alleys, relying on his memory, and reached “Qinghe High School” before dawn.
He stood at Mu Yuming’s company’s door, adjusting his appearance and was about to jigger the lock when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a shimmer.
Yang Jian turned to see, across the road, the light at the entrance of a snack shop had turned on.
A bit hungry, should he go have breakfast first?