Chapter 215 - 212: At First, He Just Went Undercover to Get an Identity (Part 2)
Li Zi was completely dumbfounded.
General Zhao was full of disbelief. "You little rascal, where did you learn to spin such bullshit? Does the Black Water Gang really train people like this?"
Tang Wen waved his hand. "I’m not bullshitting, it’s really dangerous. If I can’t explain away my disguise, it’s all over for me."
General Zhao froze for a moment, then fell silent and patted his shoulder.
Tang Wen didn’t stay long. He left the [Azure Stone Slab] and returned to his residence under the cover of darkness.
Pushing open his bedroom door, a strand of hair snapped and drifted down.
He breathed a sigh of relief. No one had entered his room after he’d left.
More than ten hours passed in a flash.
Hundreds of crows were stationed around the Bai Family’s exploration team.
Unless the Bai Family members boarded their carriage from inside a building, their faces would be clearly visible the moment they stepped outside the main gate.
The next day, a plaque was hung at Tang Wen’s new residence—"Tang Mansion."
He looked at the gilded plaque.
A sense of unreality washed over him.
After all, he hadn’t earned it through his own efforts.
Though he had to admit, living off a woman didn’t feel too bad.
But there was still a barrier between him and Shui Yun.
’This gig isn’t exactly secure!’
During the day, the members of the Bai Family’s exploration team made no effort to conceal themselves.
They went out as usual—eating, frequenting brothels, visiting casinos—and seemed to be having the time of their lives.
By the end of the day, the crows had seen practically every inch of them.
Tang Wen returned to his room and took out paper and a charcoal stick.
The paper was blank, the pen a charcoal stick.
He carefully began to sketch each of the faces he had seen through the crows’ eyes.
He’d taken art class in high school and learned some sketching.
Unfortunately, he’d only attended a few classes.
His art class had been successively taken over by other teachers.
Now, he could only half-remember, half-experiment, trying his best to make the dozen or so faces look as accurate as possible.
Once he finished drawing, Tang Wen summoned a Blood Crow, tied the sketches and a letter to its leg, and sent it to Bai You Ruo.
Meanwhile, General Zhao had Qian Dong take the Azure Stone Slab and the formula for the Marrow Protection Potion and set off for the camp.
Qian Dong was only a Martial Artist.
But with the Extraordinary Sand Wolf following him, he could handle any danger he might encounter on the road.
For the next few days, Tang Wen practiced the Night Fist by day and the Stealth Technique by night.
After a few nights, he made an unexpected discovery.
The Thief Sect’s Stealth Technique and his own Breath Concealment Technique seemed to have different approaches but achieved the same result.
[Stealth Technique] Beginner.
It merged with the Breath Concealment Technique... no, it would be more accurate to say the Stealth Technique devoured it.
[Stealth Technique, Master (1/3000)]
’The level is only "Master"?’
Tang Wen’s expression changed. His steps, which had been carrying him out of the secret chamber to go to sleep, came to a sudden halt.
His original Breath Concealment Technique had already reached the Master Level.
A Master Level Breath Concealment Technique could deceive the Gang Leader.
Even if the Stealth Technique was more complex...
...could a Master Level Stealth Technique deceive a Fifth Grade expert?
’Damn it!’
The unease in his heart grew. He sighed. ’Looks like I’ll have to grind again.’
’No, just grinding won’t be enough.’
’In a little over a month, the gang is holding a general assembly.’
’Not only will I have to attend,’
’I’ll also be quite close to the Gang Leader.’
’Being close to the Gang Leader would be one thing.’
’But I’ll also have to compete in a martial contest under his watch.’
’On top of that, I have to make a stunning debut to suppress the jealous members of the gang and display my extraordinary qualities.’
’All things considered, it’s like dancing on the edge of a knife.’
’As a major power, the Black Water Gang is definitely full of hidden masters.’
’The people who step up to challenge me probably won’t be easy to deal with.’
In the darkness of the night, Tang Wen frowned and extinguished the lights in the training room.
The underground training room was instantly plunged into pitch-black darkness.
He melted his figure into the darkness.
He didn’t move, as if he didn’t exist at all.
But after a while, his Experience Points didn’t increase.
It wasn’t that his cultivation method was wrong, but that the increase in Experience Points simply required more time.
Unfortunately, the one thing he was shortest on right now was time.
CLICK!
A tiny flame sparked from a piece of flint and steel.
The flame danced, its faint, warm light illuminating a small, bright patch.
Tang Wen stood where the light flickered between bright and dim, concealing his figure.
He stared down at the ground, at his shadow.
His shadow gradually faded, and then his body vanished as well.
Experience Points +1.
Tang Wen pulled out his pocket watch. Seven and a half minutes.
The efficiency was okay, but a quick calculation told him it was still too slow.
Looking at the pocket watch in his hand, he had a new idea.
He lifted the Azure Stone Slab beside him with both hands.
Focusing his mind and calming his breath, he channeled the [Stealth Technique] with all his might, trying to turn invisible along with the stone slab.
’If my clothes can turn invisible with me, there’s no reason the stone slab can’t, right?’
A minute passed.
Tang Wen turned invisible.
The Stone Slab remained, suspended in mid-air.
He tried a few more times, failing consecutively.
He wasn’t discouraged.
He put down the Stone Slab and held the pocket watch loosely in his hand.
In the span of two breaths, he successfully turned invisible.
Five minutes later, Experience Points +1.
’Looks like it’s working.’
Tang Wen’s gaze shifted to the cloth sack in the corner.
It was bulging with the black iron balls he used in place of pebbles.
He gripped an iron ball in his hand.
Invisibility successful.
Two balls, three balls... up until the fourth.
The Stealth Technique failed.
Ignoring the failure, Tang Wen forcefully activated the [Stealth Technique]’s Contemplation Method with his Spiritual Power.
Concealment successful...
Before he knew it, the entire night had passed.
After daybreak, Liang Yu’s cautious greeting came from the door.
Tang Wen emerged from the shadows, holding the entire sack of iron balls in his hands.
"Don’t worry. I had a sudden insight and am in seclusion."
"Uh, alright! Young Master, you must take care of your health."
Liang Yu’s voice carried an unconcealable note of disappointment.
The Young Master had clearly promised her they would go out for a stroll together.
’Why is he suddenly going into seclusion again?’
But she didn’t dare disturb him, not even daring to complain coquettishly.
Like a wronged young wife, she could only reluctantly go and instruct the kitchen to pack the Young Master’s breakfast into a food box to be sent down later.