Chapter 1814: Chapter 1698: Blood Flow Path

Song Yun withdrew his gaze from the Iga Sect plaque and continued walking toward the Iga Clan dojo with Chen Qingzhi.

He decided he would ask the Iga Clan’s sect leader, Fujiwara no Saku, later and see why they dared to provoke him like this, even laying hands on his family.

He kept feeling there was something behind all this.

Before long, the two arrived outside the Iga Clan dojo. The main gate was mottled, the plaque old, but polished till it shone.

The dojo’s main doors were wide open, with no one guarding the entrance.

Ninja were already used to hiding; even when guarding the dojo, they stayed in the dark.

"Fujiwara no Saku is mine."

Before entering, Song Yun spoke to Chen Qingzhi.

Chen Qingzhi nodded, an excited smile appearing on his face: "Sure, the other Upper-level Ninja are mine. Enough to have some fun."

He said "have fun" with his mouth, but Chen Qingzhi knew that being besieged by Upper-level Ninja would put him under heavy pressure.

Still, he liked this kind of thrill.

The two stepped toward the entrance; suddenly, a voice speaking Japanese came from above the door: "Stop, who are you?"

Hearing the voice, Song Yun looked up and saw a pinky-sized loudspeaker above the doorframe; the sound was coming from that speaker.

"These Ninja sure hide deep. Do they really not dare show their faces at all?"

Song Yun shook his head, ignored it, and shot Chen Qingzhi a look. The two of them continued walking inside.

They had just stepped over the threshold when rustling sounds came from the bushes inside and outside the door.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Six figures appeared from the front, back, left, and right, blocking them at the entrance.

All six were wearing Ninja outfits, having just been hidden in the dark, as if merged with the night itself.

However, Song Yun and Chen Qingzhi were seasoned; they had long since noticed their tracks.

A Ninja barked in a harsh voice, "Who are you, what do you want?"

Chen Qingzhi looked utterly confused and turned to Song Yun: "What did they say?"

Song Yun said, "They’re asking what you want." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Chen Qingzhi said, "How do you say ’I’m here to kill dogs’ in Japanese?"

Hearing that, Song Yun couldn’t help laughing.

He pointed at Chen Qingzhi’s fists and said with a grin, "Use your fists to tell them."

"Fine."

Chen Qingzhi shrugged helplessly, then suddenly moved.

He was over 1.9 meters tall, with long arms and legs. One stride forward, and several of the Ninja were already enveloped in his offensive range.

These gatekeepers were just lower-level Ninja with weak strength; there was no way they could dodge Chen Qingzhi’s attacks.

In the blink of an eye, before they could even sound an alarm, Chen Qingzhi had already knocked them all to the ground.

"Let’s go. Fujiwara no Saku should be living in the innermost part."

After dealing with the six lower-level Ninja, Song Yun and Chen Qingzhi continued heading inward.

On the way, they encountered seven more hidden sentries, thirty-two people in total, all easily dealt with.

They didn’t hold back—every strike was a kill.

Before long, the two had already reached the depths of the Iga Clan dojo’s inner courtyard.

Ahead stood a building in Huaxia Tang Chao architectural style by the lakeside. A room on the second floor glowed faintly with light. The building’s reflection shimmered on the lake, the ripples making the scene oddly beautiful.

Through the silhouettes inside the room, Song Yun saw that there were eight people inside.

So late at night, for these people to gather together, they were definitely discussing something important.

"Chen Qingzhi, don’t rush to make a move later. Let’s see what they’re doing first."

Song Yun gave Chen Qingzhi a reminder, and only then did the two of them quietly head upstairs.

Perhaps thinking the dojo’s internal defenses were tight, the people inside had no idea Song Yun and Chen Qingzhi were approaching.

Through the crack in the window, Song Yun and Chen Qingzhi looked inside.

They saw eight people sitting on the floor. One man sat at the head, while the other seven had their backs to the door.

The man at the head was about fifty-something, with slightly graying hair and a stern face. He wore a black Ninja outfit, his aura restrained yet vast, giving off the feeling of a Grandmaster.

This person was precisely the Iga Clan’s sect leader, Fujiwara no Saku.

And the seven with their backs to the door, judging from their attire, should all be Upper-level Ninja of the Iga Clan.

"Dubian, you failed to extract that secret from the Azure Dragon this time. Do you understand your mistake?"

Fujiwara no Saku looked at one Upper-level Ninja and asked in a cold voice.

"My lord, I’m sorry. The Azure Dragon is simply too crafty. We couldn’t find any trace of him at all. Sumimasen, next time we will definitely find what you want."

"The book Ninja Dao was taken by the people of Shushan. Now the book we’re looking for is known only to the Azure Dragon. We must find it."

"My lord, I’m sorry. Please punish me."

"Forget it. This time you created such chaos and disrupted some people’s line of sight—that counts as meritorious service. But what you did wrong was actually leaving a survivor."

"Please rest assured, my lord, that person absolutely won’t live."

"Good, as long as he doesn’t. You have to know we struck at Song Yun this time. If Song Yun finds out it was us who attacked them, things will get troublesome."

Saying this, Fujiwara no Saku turned to another Upper-level Ninja and asked, "Changye-kun, how are the communications with Huaxia’s Blood Flow Path going?"

Changye said, "Blood Flow Path previously spread the word that as long as we have a Dao Sect ancient text, and it’s genuine, we can return to Huaxia’s Blood Flow Path. After that, I already communicated with their representative. This statement is absolutely true. As long as we can present an ancient text, we can immediately return to Blood Flow Path."

Fujiwara no Saku nodded, yearning in his voice: "As long as we can return to Blood Flow Path, with their support, our Iga Clan will definitely become rb’s number one Ninja Sect. By then, even the currently most flourishing Earth Ghost Group will have to obey our orders."

Another Upper-level Ninja said, "My lord sect leader, from what I know, the Iga Sect sent people to Huaxia’s Miao Tribe to steal Wu Dao. How about we also set our sights on Wu Dao?"

Changye said, "Jing Shang-kun, it seems you still don’t know. The Iga Sect’s East Field Mingwu has already been killed."

"What happened?"

"Huaxia is full of capable people. East Field Mingwu just had bad luck and ran into a master."

Hearing this, Fujiwara no Saku mused, "If we could know the whereabouts of other ancient texts, we could make more preparations. Unfortunately, the texts are all hidden very deeply; we only know of these few."

"All the major Huaxia sects have ancient texts in their collections, but we don’t have the strength to provoke them."

"Some of those great sects are even more powerful than Blood Flow Path. It’d be bad if we stole some ancient text and in the end Blood Flow Path refused to take us in."

Fujiwara no Saku cut off the topic and said, "Let’s not talk about anything else. For now, our main focus is on finding the Azure Dragon and extracting the secret. This is our only chance to return to Blood Flow Path."

"Yes, my lord sect leader."

The seven Upper-level Ninja responded in unison.

Chen Qingzhi didn’t understand Japanese and was completely baffled.

Song Yun, however, was filled with questions. He had never heard of this Blood Flow Path sect in Huaxia.

And why did these Ninja Sect factions all want to return to Huaxia’s Blood Flow Path?

What was the connection between Blood Flow Path and Ninja Dao?

There was no time to think. The conversation in the room ended, and the seven Upper-level Ninja rose one after another and began walking toward the door.