Longevity Begins with the Seven Injuries Fist-Chapter 275 - 173: The Demon Saber’s Might! Planting the Blood Sigil!

Chapter 275: Chapter 173: The Demon Saber’s Might! Planting the Blood Sigil!

"Grandfather went out and has not returned yet..."

After Su Que arrived at the Ou Family’s branch manor, he first searched by himself for a while, but found no figures at the Gang Condensing Realm.

So, he grabbed a young man around twenty years old with dark circles under his eyes and interrogated him.

After questioning, he learned that the patriarch of the Ou Family’s branch was named Ou Jing, and this person was Ou Jing’s grandson.

"Does your grandfather have a secret treasury?" Su Que asked.

He thought that since the Ou Family patriarch, Ou Jing, had not yet returned, he couldn’t just wait in vain and planned to search for the Celestial Deformed Leg Secret Manual controlled by this branch of the Ou Family.

"I don’t know..."

This person happened to be the most inept among Ou Jing’s grandsons; his martial arts were not strong, and his body was ruined by indulgence in pleasures.

Not practicing martial arts, never having endured hardship, coupled with poor health, his will was not firm either.

Su Que hadn’t tortured him yet, and he was already answering every question.

After asking him a few more questions, Su Que knocked him out with a punch.

With that strike, Su Que estimated that it would be at least three hours before this person would wake up.

Then, Su Que dragged this person into a corner.

Subsequently, he moved towards other areas of the Ou Family Manor.

The manor was exceedingly large, after all, it housed three generations of the Ou Family.

Though these people were a branch of the Ou Family, they were still local tyrants, accustomed to wealth, with no shortage of servants and ample space.

Moreover, most of the Ou Family members needed a spacious arena to cultivate the Celestial Deformed Foot.

Having just asked Ou Jing’s grandson, Su Que learned the locations of Ou Jing’s bedroom, study, and training room.

His figure was extremely fast, and along the central axis of the manor, he avoided the sight of some of the nursing home’s guards, heading towards the depths of the manor.

Passing through a spacious training ground, he saw a middle-aged man practicing the Celestial Deformed Foot.

This middle-aged man’s appearance bore some resemblance to Ou Qinghe, probably a brother of Ou Qinghe.

However, compared to Ou Qinghe’s martial arts cultivation at the Gang Condensing Realm, this person’s martial arts cultivation was slightly weaker, only at the Meridian Opening Realm.

Su Que’s figure flickered, first circling behind this person.

Then, he silently approached this person.

If it were a martial artist at the Gang Condensing Realm, with sharp spiritual senses, they might have perceived the imminent danger.

But this middle-aged man, being at the Meridian Opening Realm, might be lacking even slightly in cultivation.

As Su Que approached him from behind, he remained oblivious, merely concentrating on kicking in the field.

Thud!

Su Que landed a punch on the middle-aged man’s head, almost soundlessly knocking him out.

Before this middle-aged man could fall to the ground, Su Que grabbed his collar, lifted him, and whisked him into an empty room.

Su Que channeled a Marriage Robe Divine Skill True Qi into the middle-aged man’s body.

The middle-aged man shivered and immediately woke up.

After all, he was a martial artist at the Meridian Opening Realm, with decent eye power.

Though the room was extremely dark, he could still make out Su Que’s appearance by the faintly flickering lantern light from outside.

He saw the mask carved with a Rakshasa, eerie and grim, and was immediately startled.

"Speak, does Ou Jing have a secret treasury here?" Su Que questioned the middle-aged man.

"Who are you..." the middle-aged man was saying, when he suddenly lifted his foot and unleashed a Celestial Deformed Foot technique towards Su Que.

However, Su Que lightly brushed his leg with ease.

A stream of Marriage Robe Divine Skill True Qi entered the middle-aged man’s body and split into five within his meridians. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Four streams went towards the middle-aged man’s limbs, exploding at the tendons of his hands and feet, severing them.

The final stream headed towards the middle-aged man’s five viscera and six bowels.

The middle-aged man immediately felt as if his viscera were being cut by knives, burned by fire, and entangled by lightning, causing his whole body to convulse in pain.

"Speak, who are you, does Ou Jing have a secret treasury?" Su Que coldly asked.

The middle-aged man’s mouth drooled as he gasped for air, still in pain at his viscera, and recalling the momentary pain, he couldn’t help but tremble all over.

He dared not refuse to answer Su Que’s questions, "Ou Jing is my father, I’m his fourth son, I’ve never heard of my father having a secret treasury."

"I don’t know what business the hero has here, could there be some mis..."

Thud!

Su Que knocked him out again.

Then, he stood up and headed towards other parts of the manor.

He searched Ou Jing’s study and training room, where he found some books and elixir recipes.

There were no Celestial Deformed Foot secret manuals among the books, so he neatly folded the elixir recipes and tucked them into his clothes.

He originally intended to use the most crude method, which was to smash up the Ou Family Manor, by then, any secret treasuries and hidden chambers would be exposed.

But since Ou Jing had not returned yet, doing so would be like alerting Ou Jing.

If Ou Jing were a normal person and saw his manor being destroyed, he’d rush in to fight, which wouldn’t be a problem.

He feared that if Ou Jing were timid, seeing his manor destroyed would make him flee to seek help before coming back.

’Wait for Ou Jing to return...’

Su Que thought to himself, then moved to the gate of the Ou Family Manor, sitting down among some fake mountains to meditate.

He focused half of his attention on condensing Gang Qi to enhance his martial arts cultivation while keeping an ear out for any surrounding movements.

After about half an hour, he heard the hurried rolling of wheels in the distance.

He frowned slightly, pondering.

’Why does this sound of rolling wheels resemble the caravan that delivers my medicine?’

He stood up, utilized his lightweight skill, flashed out from between the fake mountains, and darted towards the back of a house.