Yu Daochen shook his head and smiled, "This seventeen-layered compass is crucial. We worked hard to get it back, let's not let the Divine Religion take it again."
Shi Bingzhi nodded, "Yes, I understand that."
"Mhm."
Yu Daochen responded, and the two tacitly stopped discussing the matter.
However, Yu Daochen noticed the fleeting look of tension on Shi Bingzhi's face, which aroused his suspicion.
Why was Shi Bingzhi so nervous?
Could it be...!
Yu Daochen glanced at Shi Bingzhi without revealing anything, sighing inwardly.
Brother Shi truly has great courage.
He felt inferior to Shi Bingzhi in this regard alone.
Shi Bingzhi changed the subject and slowly said, "Master Yu, when we get to the Chen family, I'll go negotiate first to see if we can get the Yun Tun Gu. If that doesn't work, we'll just take it by force!"
Yu Daochen nodded, "Yes, let's do that."
Ten thirty at night.
Kunming Hengshui Airport, Yu Daochen and the other man exited the airport and casually found a nearby hotel.
Deep in the night.
Yu Daochen sat cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes to cultivate.
This time, he would have to face Chen Shanhe, who had Black List strength, and that old man Chen Guojun, who was of the same generation as his grandfather.
To be honest, if he encountered either of them alone, he might not be unable to defeat them.
But facing both father and son at the same time would be quite challenging.
Yu Daochen had considered calling his grandfather for help, but he decided against it.
If he had to rely on his grandfather for such a small matter, he would still be the same good-for-nothing he was before.
In another room.
Shi Bingzhi suddenly opened his eyes, instinctively reaching for the cleaver under his pillow, his expression solemn.
On the sofa, a figure had been present for some time, speaking slowly, "The kid is quite sharp."
Shi Bingzhi, with his back to the figure on the sofa, confirmed the other's position. Without a word, he tightened his grip on the cleaver and suddenly lunged.
Whoosh—
The cleaver cut through the air, aiming straight for the figure's face.
Just as the cleaver was about to reach him, the figure raised a hand and extended two fingers, catching the flying cleaver.
"A master!"
Shi Bingzhi's expression changed drastically. He looked towards the door and bolted.
The figure smiled faintly, "It's good that you know when you're outmatched and run, but..."
With a casual wave of his hand, a silver needle shot out.
The moment Shi Bingzhi's palm touched the doorknob, his back was struck by the silver needle.
Shi Bingzhi instinctively raised his other hand to pull out the needle, but he realized he couldn't move his entire body.
"What is this!"
Shi Bingzhi was filled with shock. Seeing that his body was immobilized, he instinctively tried to circulate his internal energy to expel the silver needle.
But he found that he couldn't even mobilize his energy.
Who exactly was this person?
Such a strange silver needle, how had no one of this caliber been heard of in the martial world?
"Kid, don't be nervous, old man isn't a bad guy."
The figure spoke again, then slightly raised two fingers. The silver needle in Shi Bingzhi's back was instantly withdrawn and flew back into the figure's hand.
Seeing that he could move again and circulate his energy freely, Shi Bingzhi immediately turned around, cupped his fists, and said respectfully, "May I ask who you are, senior? Do you have something to ask of this junior so late at night?"
Shi Bingzhi knew clearly that the figure before him was far superior to him in strength.
If he wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as flipping a hand.
The figure smiled faintly, not in a hurry to introduce himself, but said, "Turn on the light first."
Shi Bingzhi walked to the side and turned on the room light.
The room was bright, and Shi Bingzhi could finally see the figure's appearance clearly.
It was an old man, with some white strands mixed in his black hair, a sturdy build, and appearing somewhat younger.
Shi Bingzhi searched his memory, trying to recall where he might have seen this old man, but then gave up. He respectfully asked, "May I ask who you are, senior?"
The figure smiled faintly, with a kind and amiable demeanor, and said, "My name is Yu Shuntian, you can call me Senior Yu."
Hearing this, Shi Bingzhi immediately understood who the senior before him was.
Yu Shuntian, this was a powerful figure from the same era as the three seniors, and more importantly, he was Yu Daochen's own grandfather.
Shi Bingzhi cupped his fists, his tone carrying more respect, "So it is Senior Yu. This junior was rather impolite earlier."
Yu Shuntian waved his hand and chuckled, "You're quite polite, kid. Let's get straight to the point."
Shi Bingzhi nodded, "Please, senior."
Yu Shuntian slowly asked, "How many compasses does the Divine Religion have in their possession now?"
Hearing Yu Shuntian ask this, Shi Bingzhi was first stunned, then replied truthfully, "There should be two, the compasses from the fifth and eighth layers."
Yu Shuntian nodded and mused, "This outcome is not too bad."
He then inquired, "What is the purpose of you and my grandson coming to Yunnan?"
Shi Bingzhi explained the purpose of their trip and the whole story.
Upon hearing this, Yu Shuntian did not reply but fell into thought. After a moment, he slowly said,
"That kid didn't tell me about this because he wanted to resolve it himself. You should proceed with your original plan. I will intervene if necessary, but until then, do not let my grandson know I have been here."
Shi Bingzhi nodded, "This junior understands."
"Mhm."
Yu Shuntian nodded and walked towards the window, "I'll be going now. With my grandson's current strength, staying any longer might reveal my presence."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Shuntian leaped out and disappeared into the night.
Shi Bingzhi let out a long sigh, feeling fortunate.
It was a good thing this wasn't an enemy, otherwise, the world might truly be beyond saving.
At the same time, in another room.
Yu Daochen, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked out the window, and frowned, muttering to himself.
"Did I sense it wrong?"
After sensing again carefully, Yu Daochen shook his head helplessly.
Alas, it seemed he was just too nervous.
He should get some rest early, as there might be a decisive battle tomorrow.
Early morning~
Yu Daochen and Shi Bingzhi got up early and set off for the Chen family in Miao territory.
Yu Daochen looked at the listless Shi Bingzhi and asked, "Old Shi, did you not sleep well last night?"
"It's nothing."
Shi Bingzhi shook his head, muttering to himself.
To be honest, he felt some pressure about coming to the Chen family alone.
Although Master Yu was strong, dealing with both Chen Guojun and Chen Shanhe simultaneously was not an easy task.
However, if Senior Yu were to assist from the shadows, this battle might not be a disadvantage.
In the back seat of the taxi, Shi Bingzhi looked at Yu Daochen, who was smoking and silent, and asked, "Master Yu, what is your confidence level in retrieving the Yun Tun Gu this time?"
Yu Daochen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his lips curling up, with a nonchalant expression, he smiled and said, "It depends. If neither Chen Shanhe nor Chen Guojun are present, then it's a hundred percent certainty. If only one of them is present, then it's seventy percent. If both are present, then it's... thirty percent."