Published: March 8, 2025
Chapter 120: Dragon Meat Falls from the Sky!
Meng Chaoran and Tan Tan truly stumbled upon great fortune.
The master and disciple leisurely traveled along the road, enjoying the scenery as if they were on a casual outing. Whenever they encountered a spirit beast, they would fight if they could win, and evade if they couldn't.
The same applied when meeting people; if they were confident, they would engage; if not, they would hide.
One was indifferent and carefree, while the other was reckless and unruly. One fought gracefully and retreated gracefully, while the other charged fiercely and hid fiercely…
What a perfect match!
In Meng Chaoran's mind, he was indifferent to everything; notions of despicable or dignified mattered little to him. To those who wished to kill him, Meng Chaoran would strike without hesitation, eliminating them completely without leaving any traces behind.
This was the rule of the martial arts world; everyone considered it a given, and Meng Chaoran was no exception.
In Tan Tan's eyes, however, there was nothing that couldn't be done! Anything was possible, even if he faced a supreme being with his current cultivation level, as long as Meng Chaoran said the word: "Fight!"
Tan Tan would charge forward fearlessly.
Throughout the journey, Meng Chaoran's unique and rich experiences in the martial arts world were fully evident. He didn't need to notice anything; just by sensing the atmosphere, Meng Chaoran would guide Tan Tan to avoid danger ahead. As a result, the two of them made it deep into the wilderness without sustaining a single scratch.
Tan Tan had noticed more than once that while they traveled at night, Meng Chaoran would suddenly stop and take a detour. Only after covering a great distance would he realize why his master chose to avoid that way: ahead lay either powerful spirit beasts or formidable enemies!
Sometimes during the day, when traveling peacefully, Tan Tan could see Meng Chaoran's arm hair standing on end… It was clear that danger lay ahead!
Tan Tan was envious of his master's ability; it was incredibly powerful to possess such keen senses—one could practically avoid any danger…
Seeing his disciple's eager eyes wishing to learn, Meng Chaoran could only smile bitterly.
Heaven knows how many times he had been hunted over the years. This sensitivity had been forged through numerous brushes with life and death—a product of surviving countless crises, leading to such an instinctive awareness.
Could this be something one could just learn?
That day, the two of them encountered two dying figures. Clad in black, they came hurtling down from the mountain top as if their lives depended on it. But when they reached the two men, they collapsed, exhausted, unable to rise.
At that moment, Meng Chaoran and his disciple were strolling leisurely along the way. Having just turned a corner, they were surprised to see these two men tumble down from the mountaintop… The master and disciple exchanged glances.
Seeing the two black-clad figures motionless in the grass, Tan Tan wanted to check.
One of the black-clad men weakly called out, "Help me..."
Tan Tan leapt forward, "So they're not dead yet."
"Wait!" Meng Chaoran stopped his disciple, and amidst Tan Tan's confused protest, he said, "I remember a master once said, when traversing the martial arts world, if you see someone unconscious ahead, unless it's a trap, it definitely means trouble. In this situation, the best solution is..."
At this point, Tan Tan perked up his ears, and even the two immobile black-clad men unconsciously listened attentively.
"...the best course of action is to immediately sever the heads of these two! Then check if they are dead or not... Doing so ensures the elimination of ambush traps, and secondly, it can create a bond with those pursuing them. At the very least, you may find some treasure on the corpses."
Meng Chaoran said this nonchalantly as he drew his long sword.
Tan Tan was left dumbfounded: His master was indeed talented; cutting off their heads first and then checking if they were dead? This was… simply a masterstroke, an absolute secret technique, truly a piece of sage advice!