Chapter 12: Manifesting the Eye Technique Family
"Yu Xiaogang, there is a letter for you."
Mo Bai knocked on Yu Xiaogang's door early in the morning. With the familiar words, Yu Xiaogang momentarily forgot Mo Bai's voice until he opened the door and saw him.
His expression, which originally held a faint smile, immediately turned into a frown as he asked,
"How can it be you?"
"The Soul Master had something to do, so I, the Young Lord, am filling in for a bit," Mo Bai said with feigned indifference, flicking the Eye Letters in his fingers and slapping it against Yu Xiaogang.
"You? Young Lord?"
"What? You don't believe me?" Mo Bai cast a playful look, mimicking Yu Xiaogang's mannerisms as described in the letter.
"Boss Fu, I've taken a Disciple with Innate Full Spirit Power to test my theories. Erlong, no, we can't do this, find yourself a good Family..."
After performing these actions, Mo Bai gave a disdainful look.
Seeing these actions and hearing those words, Yu Xiaogang's face grew darker and darker. He tightened his grip on the Eye Letters in his hand; these were all things he had written in his letters.
According to Flender and Erlong, the speed of the Eye Letters organization was faster than any leak. Being able to be so clear about the contents only proved that Mo Bai could see their letters.
He had this kind of ability and privilege.
And it was an eye; he should have thought of it sooner...
Of all things, why did Boss Fu and Erlong have to choose Mo Bai's Family's organization to send letters? Was it an ill-fated connection?
Yu Xiaogang's expression became increasingly unsightly.
Mo Bai had been observing, and seeing that the time was ripe, he yawned and waved his hand lazily to leave.
"The letter has been delivered, so feel free to visit again next time. Previously, Flender and Liu Erlong were responsible for the payment. Expedited is one gold coin, and normal is one silver coin. Remember that."
Not long after walking out, the System's prompt sounded in Mo Bai's mind.
[Ding! Yu Xiaogang has believed your lie—the Family organization. Trust level 90%, manifestation level 20%. Successfully manifested a Soul King Eye Technique Family!]
At 20%, it's already at the Soul King level. In Yu Xiaogang's eyes, my organization is a Soul Saint Family, which is quite strong. A Soul King is also enough to meet the minimum standard of having seen Tang Hao fight.
The corners of Mo Bai's mouth curled up. The loyalty of those manifested was also guaranteed. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about the situation where he went too far and was caught by Tang Hao, who would then force his identity out.
Shortly after Mo Bai returned to the dormitory.
A cool, white-haired youth took the initiative to come to the door. Compared to Shadow One, the newcomer was dressed in white with pupils emitting a faint glow. The System's manifested items were in a space, but the people took the initiative to find him.
Shadow One was the same back then.
"Greetings, Young Lord."
The white-haired youth knelt respectfully on one knee.
"Introduce your basic situation."
He hadn't mentioned much about their Martial Soul and abilities in the letters to maintain mystery. What was manifested now mainly depended on how Yu Xiaogang filled in the blanks after knowing he was the Young Lord.
After listening to the youth's introduction, Mo Bai smiled with satisfaction.
"Martial Soul: Eye, Clairvoyance. He really knows how to fill in the blanks."
Yu Xiaogang is indeed a smart man. It's good to be smart.
Additionally, his overall force consisted of one Soul King, three Spirit Ancestors, ten Soul Elders, twenty Great Soul Masters, thirty Soul Masters, and several Mortals. This was completely sufficient for his subsequent plans.
Yu Xiaogang had only imagined one Soul skills, while the remaining four Martial Soul Abilities were all common eye abilities: Detail Perception, Confusion, Illusion, and Mental Attack.
It perfectly matched most people's common sense regarding eye Martial Souls.
It wasn't too strong, but it was enough.
Mo Bai glanced at Shadow One behind him.
"Shadow One will communicate the arrangements for the subsequent plans with you. At the same time, be prepared to sacrifice the lives of the merchant caravan personnel at any time."
"Yes, Young Lord!"
High above, Tang Hao took all of this in. Was a Soul King strong? Not really. Had they done anything to harm Tang San or Xiao Wu? No!
It seemed to only concern Yu Xiaogang.
But as for Yu Xiaogang, what did he have to do with him?
Was it worth taking action?
Tang Hao shook his head. With something like a Family, killing one would provoke a bunch, not to mention their Young Lord was right here.
Even if he did a good job, others would come. As long as it didn't affect Tang San and Xiao Wu, and the newcomer wasn't a Titled Douluo.
Then there was no need for him to act.
Nor was there any value in him taking action.
...
But less than half a month later.
An unremarkable merchant caravan drove into the remote small town of Nuoding City. Before this, Mo Bai had once again spent several thousand gold coins to control the direction of public opinion within the city.
A small leader in the caravan was an old man who had truly witnessed one of Tang Hao's battles, and he was not anyone from Mo Bai's Family. However, a hint of daze flickered in his eyes.
Clearly, they were also pushing forward a scapegoat, and the old man took advantage of shopping in Nuoding City to get drunk and accidentally leak the news from six years ago.
The youngest Titled Douluo, the Clear Sky Douluo, had actually disappeared within the Fasinuo Province, his fate unknown.
If he lived, he must be heavily injured; otherwise, it would be impossible for there to be no news at all. If he died, wouldn't that mean a Soul Bone Legacy?
This news instantly became popular among the mercenary groups in the city, but it didn't spread openly. It wasn't until the caravan left Nuoding City without being assassinated by unknown parties.
Only then did the news slowly unfold like a sprout after a spring rain.
"Not bad, knowing how to hide yourself and push someone out. Tang Hao didn't act either; it seems I haven't touched his bottom line yet. Indeed, his life or death isn't important."
"He disappeared in this area back then, so as long as it's reasonable, it's fine. Reasonable is good."
Mo Bai watched Tang San, who had come to his dormitory once again to ask about the purple pole grass but still left without any results.
Everything he did was just to let Tang San slowly and thoroughly build up his impression of the Clear Sky Douluo.
And he had another excuse to ask.
The Clear Sky Douluo disappeared in Fasinuo Province, and his name was Tang Hao. After Tang San heard this, he could use a playful method to ask again; this time, he had to organize his words carefully.
To see if he could eliminate the threat of Tang Hao.
Even if he couldn't eliminate it, he had to weaken it greatly.
"Little San, I hope that after hearing this, you will also remain firm in the idea that your father has no Soul Power."