The God of Cataka

38

The nine hundred thousand year old monster crystal value was equivalent to a demon god crown. It could help raise the level of spiritual power to ninety levels.

It is indeed suitable for high-level galactic knights.

But what does it mean to be equal to my time? thought the holy elder. This rancid boy is not insinuating me, is he?

The holy elder observed the crystal floating silently above his palm.

The holy elder was the eldest uncle Bao Hu and Bao Yu, their father's first brother. His name is Bao Fu. He is almost ninety years old. But since he abstained for so many years, his appearance looked like it was only half a century old.

People who abstain and seclude themselves like this are commonly called holy elders because they do not engage in worldly affairs anymore.

Over thirty years Bao Fu was in self-imposed exile and would only come down for matters related to the laws of the heavens. Practice in secret at the temple on the top of the mountain. And during that time, he could no longer break through the levels.

That's the secret!

His fellow holy elders alone did not know his secret.

This kid can't possibly know my secret, right? He wondered in his heart.

Apparently, he was not even twenty yet!

Not true! inner Bao Fu. If I just thought of him as a boy, I'd be unlucky.

If he really knew my secret and leaked it, my reputation as a holy elder would end up here.

Maybe I should just follow her will. This rancid brat doesn't seem simple!

Bao Fu pulled the crystal into his grasp, then folded his hands back and cleared his throat. Then it turned towards Shen Zhu. "Young man, I understand your sincerity," he said in a voice made as calm as possible.

Just be right! Shen Zhu laughed in his heart. I'm not only insincere, but also subtly threatening you. Do you understand which sincerity I am?

"Now say," continued Bao Fu. "What can I do to repay your sincerity?" he offered.

Shen Zhu bowed towards the holy elder with both hands linked in front of his face, "Holy Lord," he said politely. "If I ask for a reward, doesn't that mean I'm not sincere?"

Whoa! inner Bao Fu. This rancid boy turned out to be quite slippery!

Jianyin tightened his jaw. Talk so convoluted, what exactly does he want to say? he thought it was starting to calm down.

"I know the Holy Elder's time is precious" Shen Zhu said. "As long as the Holy Elders are here, I want you to ask me one thing."

"So you just want to ask?" bao Fu asked unsure. It's a big mistake to have rated you too high! he said in his heart.

"As we know," Shen Zhu began to launch his speculation. "Sicarii is the most notorious gang of hitmen in our five northern countries."

The whole room was suddenly silent as he began. Listening to his speech with a frown. Think hard. Trying to guess where the conversation is going.

"Sicarii is considered to be one of the earliest organized assassination units of robes and daggers, predating assassins and ninjas" Shen Zhu continued. "Their average carried small sicae-daggers tucked under their robes. At public gatherings, they use the dagger to attack and kill targets, then blend in with the crowd after the action to avoid detection. However, this organization is highly classified. No one knows their headquarters!"

The whole room was mumbling slowly. The elders whispered to each other.

Jianyin blinked and gulped. What exactly does he want to say? he thought it was getting calmer.

"To be able to connect with them." Shen Zhu continued while glancing at Jianyin and smiled faintly. "One must wear a special scent on his body."

"Special fragrance?" The whole room was flabbergasted.

The holy elder folded his hands together in front of his chest and rubbed his chin with his knuckle.

"The mystic fragrance that is forbidden as a fragrance," Shen Zhu explained.

Jianyin's eyes spontaneously rounded.

Jianyin's face now paled.

"I know," sizzled Bao Fu.

"Oil Mystical Dagger!" other holy elders.

Mystical Oil Dagger is a medium of care for the heirloom objects of the black flow dagger sect. Made from the essence of blood-sucking plants. It can turn an heirloom into a deadly weapon.

However, as the name implies, the Mystical Oil of the Dagger is only used to treat daggers. Not recommended to be used as a fragrance.

Considered to defy the heavens because of its bloodthirsty nature.

The Sicarii use this method as a medium of communication with their clients.

When a person wears this scent on his body, then automatically Sicarii will regard the person as their client and come to him specifically for negotiation. If scents are used accidentally, then they will not hesitate to kill the person to prevent testimony.

"What I'm asking is.." Shen Zhu glanced once again at Jianyin and smiled obliquely, "If the scent is found here, what to do?"

"Against the sky, be against the sky!" sergeant Bao Fu. "No matter who did it, if it happens here, don't blame me for being cruel. Against the heavens, it must be acted upon according to the laws of the heavens!"

Shen Zhu smiled with satisfaction.

"However.." the other holy elders interrupted. "Because it's a forbidden scent, not many people use it. What it smells like, we don't even know. How can we prove the forbidden scent is here?"

The turn of Jianyin was now the one who was smiling was satisfied.

Shen Zhu bowed once again, "That chieftain is from the black stream dagger sect," Shen Zhu pointed to the small dagger in the hand of one of the saint elders with his thumb. "It can be ascertained that the treatment uses Mystical Oil Dagger. Even if it's just a little, it'll still leave a little scent."

"It makes perfect sense!" the holy elders responded enthusiastically. Then alternately began to inhale the scent of the dagger.

Jianyin gulped and stuttered. The entire color was drained from his face. A thread of sweat rolled down his temple.

Bao Yu clenched one of her hands in front of her mouth. Hiding an amused smile. This Rancid boy had already turned into a demon, his inner being.

Bao Hu stared at the holy elders with eyes splashed. Awaiting decision.

"This aroma—" Bao Fu flabbergasted. Then look towards his brothers. "Didn't you guys feel like this scent has been lingering in this room since?"

"You've been holding that dagger ever since!" Jianyin interrupted them. "Of course kissed her since."

"True, too" murmured the other elder.

"Then give the dagger to the person who is farthest from its existence!" bao Yu's. "Ask them if they smelled the same scent before!"

Jianyin spontaneously turned to Bao Yu, casting a sharp glare.

"Good idea!" comments of the elders.

Bao Fu turned his gaze across the room and floated the dagger to the ranks of the teachers.

The teachers sniffed the dagger in turns, Bao Yu was no exception.

Apparently true! thought Bao Yu. This scent has been in this room ever since.

"It's been smelling since," the other teachers muttered in turn. Be thrashed.

And when it was the chairman's turn, the man gasped. Not true! the pekikin' in heart. I feel familiar with that smell.

Bao Fu kicked down the balcony railing with his hands clenched. "Check everybody!" his orders with a thunderous voice.

Wretch! Jianyin stiffened and staggered. His knees suddenly wobbled. His whole body feels hollow, though,