Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 70: Breaking Legs and Still Having Ligaments Connected, the Beloved Son

It is impossible to enter the Profound Moon Department, not in this lifetime. However, Lu Bei is very interested in Hu Er's fox spirit mother. He clenches his fist and clears his throat, saying, "Brother, our mother is a fox demon, isn't she?"

"That's right, but the term 'our mother' is inappropriate and sounds forced. What do you want?" Hu San smells the scent of conspiracy and cautiously takes two steps back.

"I don't mean anything else, I just think Hu Er is quite pitiful." Lu Bei pats Hu Er's delicate shoulder. "You don't know, when I found her, she was so pitiful. Skin and bones, dragging a broken leg, starving to the point where she couldn't even have a bite of cold food."

Hu Er tilts her head, but before she can point out the mistake, Lu Bei presses her head down and she obediently quiets down.

"I worked so hard to raise her, but her bloodline is low, and cultivation is extremely difficult for her. I don't know how many hardships she will face in the future." Lu Bei sighs, and those who hear it shed tears, saying, "I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm really afraid that one day I will go first, leaving this little girl alone, without any cultivation or support, reduced to selling herself in the mortal world, and dying of hunger under a withered tree."

"Master, you won't leave, I disagree." Hu Er empathizes and listens with teary eyes. She throws herself into Lu Bei's arms and visibly soaks his clothes.

"Wait a moment, don't rush to be pitiful. I'm finding it hard to hold back my laughter." Hu San raises his hand to stop them and rolls his eyes. "Little brother, don't try to deceive this fox with your pitiful words. Who do you think you're looking down on? Just say it, you want my mother's bloodline, right?"

"Right and not right, it's roughly that meaning." Lu Bei nods repeatedly. Hu San is truly perceptive, even his subtle expressions are seen through.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you." Hu San decisively shakes his head. If it's not possible, then it's not possible, there's no room for negotiation.

"I have another piece of information."

"Little brother, it's not a matter of information or not. The bloodline is extremely precious, it's impossible..."

"It's related to the Dragon Trap Formation."

Snap!

Hu San stomps his foot and readily says, "It's just the bloodline, my mother has plenty of it. I'll rush back and give her some blood."

"That's not appropriate."

"It's appropriate, very appropriate." Hu San pulls Lu Bei back to the stone table. He was too hasty before and forgot that his left and right arms are just as scheming as him. They didn't even get to the main topic before hastily saying goodbye. They can't do that next time.

"But the bloodline is extremely precious, it's impossible..."

"Hahaha, she's old and past her prime. Why would she keep so much bloodline? When she dies, won't it just be passed on to me? I'll decide, I'll give it, as much as I want." Hu San pats his chest, making a loud sound.

Just by hearing this, you can tell he's a filial son, the beloved son whose leg was broken but still has ligaments connected.

"Brother, you didn't lie to me, there really is so much bloodline?"

Lu Bei looked surprised, then shook his head directly: "Don't speak recklessly. If you're really in a difficult situation, I'll go back and think of other conditions. We can discuss it another day."

"If there really is so much, then I'll take as much as I need!" Hu San insisted firmly.

"Good, that's generous. I didn't misjudge you, Lu Bei." Lu Bei clapped his hands in delight and pushed Hu Mang, who was standing foolishly beside him: "Quick, go and bring the children out, let Uncle Hu San have a look."

"What? What children... and...?"

...

The scene shifted, and Hu Mang carried out four mud dolls from the underground palace, lining them up in front of Hu San.

Hu San didn't say anything, with a face that looked like he had died a thousand deaths.

"Brother?"

"I'm not your brother..."

Hu San smiled bitterly: "There are too many. Even if I squeezed my mother dry, I still couldn't produce five sources of bloodline. Please do me a favor this time, give me the information, and I'll give you my sister."

"Actually, I have another piece of information."

"..."

"Brother, why aren't you speaking?"

"I'm thinking, when we draw blood, was it me who accidentally killed our mother, or was it our mother who accidentally killed me?" Hu San sighed deeply, vaguely seeing a river with flowers growing on both sides, and on the other side of the river was his long-lost biological father.

"I'm in the same situation. Once the second piece of information leaks, I'm highly likely to lose my life."

Lu Bei sighed along, waved his hand for Hu Mang to take away the mud dolls. The dirty adults' round will soon begin, leaving behind impure souls.

Hearing this, Hu San became even more eager and scratched his head: "Brother, can't we find another fox demon? My mother... she really dares to beat me to death."

Lu Bei shook his head. The main reason he coveted Hu Er's bloodline was that this fox demon was powerful and mysterious, and his true strength had never been fully understood.

Players had discussed on the forum that Hu Er's cultivation might not be weaker than the Imperial Tutor Tai Fu, belonging to the first echelon of the Wu Zhou. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the Imperial Tutor Tai Fu, such a talented individual, would be willing to be mentioned in the same breath as Hu Er.

"Alright, brother, I won't make it difficult for you." Lu Bei sympathized: "Let's talk about the first piece of information. Once you hear it, you won't hesitate anymore."

"Then I really have to thank you!" Hu San rolled his eyes and eagerly waited for Lu Bei to speak.

"A few months ago, I went to the neighboring Grand Tomb District to play and accidentally entered a deep mountain ruin. According to reason, this ruin would never have been discovered if it hadn't been for the collapse of the spiritual veins." Lu Bei whispered and gave Hu San a meaningful look.

Hu San wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said stiffly: "That's right, this information is priceless. My mother... won't be disappointed."

The most worrying scene has happened. The remnants of Qing Gan have returned, and Zhao Xiayang is just one of them. Not only Eastern Qi County, but also Eastern Sun County have fallen into the trap, and it was activated several months ago.

It is highly likely that this catastrophe will spread throughout Tranquil State, and even Wu Zhou's eastern three provinces will not be spared.

"As for the second piece of information..."

Lu Bei beckoned to Hu San and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to know who is behind all this?"

Boom!

Thunder roared in Hu San's mind. He stood up abruptly from the stone stool, took several deep breaths, and then calmed down and sat back in his original position. A soundproofing spell was cast, cutting off the possibility of eavesdropping through the wall.

"Brother, do you really know? You're not tricking me, are you?"

"Would I risk my life for this?"

Lu Bei chuckled and then said, "Whether it is true or not, neither you nor I can decide. We still need the Profound Moon Department to investigate and verify, don't we?"

That's true.

Hu San nodded and promised, "Whoever it is, whatever power they have, tell me, and I'll fulfill any request you have!"

"I can't say directly. I'll give you a hint, and you can figure it out yourself."

Lu Bei put on a serious face and said, "Do you know which top powers exist within our Wu Zhou territory?"

"The dogs of the Extreme Monarch Sect..."

The first thing that came to Hu San's mind was the Extreme Monarch Sect. But then he realized that it couldn't be the Extreme Monarch Sect behind the scenes. The Zhus hated the remnants of Qing Gan more than anyone else.

Lu Bei continued, "Besides the Extreme Monarch Sect, Wu Zhou also has three other top powers. There's the Cloud Pavilion in the ethereal secret realm of Flowing Su Mountain. The Immortal Gate is quite mysterious, with few disciples appearing in the mortal world. The current Imperial Tutor is from the Cloud Pavilion..."

"What? The Imperial Tutor is a cultivator from the Cloud Pavilion?"

Hu San was shocked, his expression changing rapidly, and questions kept popping up in his mind.

How could the Imperial Tutor be a cultivator from the Cloud Pavilion?

When did the Emperor have dealings with the Cloud Pavilion? Is it to restrain the Extreme Monarch Sect?

In addition, Lu Bei obtained information that even the elite guards of the Profound Moon Department, like Hu San, didn't know. Where did Lu Bei get this information from?

Damn it, I was careless!

Lu Bei's mouth twitched. Before the release of version 3.0 of emotions, few people knew that the Imperial Tutor came from the Cloud Pavilion. He cleared his throat and said, "Don't get too excited. This piece of information comes with a price."

"No problem, continue."

Hu San nodded repeatedly. If the Imperial Tutor really came from the Cloud Pavilion, he would ask his mother in the capital for answers. There should be an answer.

If that's the case...

The left arm and right arm are more valuable than he imagined.

"The second force is the Great Virtue Temple of the Demon-Sealing Valley, the most powerful among the Wu Zhou Buddhist Cultivators. The Buddhist Gate cultivators there are even more extraordinary. They sit in meditation in the Wanyi Forest Prison all year round. Although their numbers are small, each one of them is formidable. Even the arrogant Extreme Monarch Sect has to give them some face."

"The last one is the Iron Sword League. Their headquarters is located at the Heavenly Sword Peak in the Everlasting Mountain. The Sword Cultivators from various sects in Wu Zhou have joined them. Their power and the number of cultivators are so great that even the Extreme Monarch Sect wouldn't dare to challenge them in a one-on-one fight."

After speaking, Lu Bei blinked his eyes. "That's it. Figure out for yourself who the mastermind is!"

What's there to figure out? It's obviously the Iron Sword League!

Hu San narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking deeply into Lu Bei's eyes. "Brother, I may be slow-witted, but if you could narrow it down a bit more, preferably to just one, I'm sure I can guess correctly."

"Modest."

Lu Bei shook his head and remained silent.

Indeed, he was not sure if the Iron Sword League was related to the remnants of the Qingqian Dynasty. However, in version 1.0, one of the main storylines in Wu Zhou was the battle between the Extreme Monarch Sect and the Iron Sword League. Considering the timing, even if the Iron Sword League was innocent, they must have some other hidden agenda.

Blaming the Iron Sword League wouldn't be wrong.

Even if Hu San guessed wrong, it had nothing to do with Lu Bei!

"Brother, I need to go to the capital. You're right, it's a matter of great importance. Others may not be trustworthy, so I need to personally return to the headquarters of the Profound Moon Department." Hu San looked deeply at Lu Bei.

Originally, due to the leaked information, Commander Wang's identity could no longer be used, and returning to the capital to report was already part of his plan. Now that he had obtained two important pieces of information, he had even more reason to go back.

The information leak here referred to the fact that everyone inside the Qingqian Ruins had died, except for Lu Bei, the only person who knew the truth.

He was still alive, so the information must have leaked.

"It's so urgent. The specialty roast goose from Three Pristine Peak is famous far and wide. It's only available at my place, nowhere else. Why don't you stay and have a meal before you leave?" Lu Bei politely said, then rubbed his fingertips. "By the way, my family and the children are still waiting for you. Be careful on the way and come back soon."

"Shortest would be a month, longest would be two months. I'll bring back everything you want. I promise." Hu San reassured him once again.

"In that case, I can rest assured."

Lu Bei took out a sealed letter from his pocket and handed it to Hu San, feeling as heavy as a thousand catties. "Keep it safe. Don't lose it."

"What is this?" Hu San swallowed his saliva, feeling overwhelmed by one shocking revelation after another. He had received quite a few shocks today and was hesitant to open it.

"It's written on top. It's what I want. Make sure to bring everything. Try to come back within a month. I'm in a hurry."

"..."

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