Indestructible God King - Chapter 120.1

Chapter 120.1 No Desires Means No Weakness (1/2)

At a mountain foot within the Ten-thousand Great Mountains—

The baldies surrounded Tong An’an.

“Blarrgh!” Tong An’an was vomiting on all fours.

“The Chapter Lord has been vomiting for one day and a night! He’ll start spewing blood if this continues!”

“Yeah, what could have poisoned him?”

“I don’t know either. You could say I’m a master when it comes to poisons, but I checked his body just now and I can’t figure out what got him!”

“That’s scary… True poison ingenuity right there; first time seeing this!”

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The concerned ten bald men waited.

“Blarrgh!”

Tong An’an vomited some more before he lay on the floor, devoid of strength. Only then did he begin to recover a little.

“Chapter Lord, are you feeling any better?” one of the men asked.

“Better. Blarrgh!” Tong An’an could finally speak, albeit shivering.

“Chapter Lord, we fell for Wang Ke’s trap! He set up a trap to kill you!” that bald man said with worry.

“Go to the mountain on the other side; that’s the other spot I detected. Since this one’s a trap, Wang Ke must be there. Blarggh!” Tong An’an pointed weakly at the position Wang Ke and Zhang Zhengdao used to hide a day before.

“More than a day has passed. Would they still be there?” one of the baldies said.

Tong An’an’s face froze. That’s right. It’s been more than a day; Wang Ke would be long gone by now!

“It’s okay; we still have the Dog Nose. We can certainly find him again!” said the affronted Tong An’an with a trembling voice.

“Whoosh!”

One of the bald men passed the Dog Nose to Tong An’an—

Sadly, he could not help but remember the foul smell that got him when he saw the artifact again.

“Blarrgh!”

And he started vomiting again.

“Chapter Lord, how are you feeling?” asked his concerned subordinates.

Tong An’an waved a hand and said, “You, you guys try it yourselves! Use it to look for Wang Ke!”

One of the bald men donned the Dog Nose and activated it using his essence energy.

“Sniff, sniff!”

The bald man probed the air for a short while.

The rest asked him, “Anything?”

“I sense nothing!” the bald man said, feeling lost.

“How could it be? Your nose becomes a thousand times more powerful once you put on the Dog Nose! You should be able to smell flowers ten miles away!” Tong An’an said weakly.

“Is it broken?” that bald man asked.

“Let me try!” another baldie snatched the Dog Nose.

“Sniff, sniff!”

After testing the air for a short while, the last baldie said helplessly, “Chapter Lord, I’m afraid it’s really broken! There’s no reaction!”

Tong An’an: “……………………!”

“Chapter Lord, what did you smell a day ago? Even the Dog Nose was affected by the smell?” that bald man asked.

It broke?

I worked so hard, even sacrificing an undercover agent, just to steal this Dog Nose. I hid inside caves for a long time, just to wait for Wang Ke to come out. And now I finally found the guy, after taking a good whiff of… and vomiting one day and one night straight. I’m this close, and now the Dog Nose doesn’t work?

“No way! It’s not fair! Give it to me!” Tong An’an stretched out his trembling hands and grabbed the Dog Nose again.

“Sniff~~~~~~~~~! Sniff~~~~~~~~!”

He was sniffing as hard as he could. Unfortunately, that contraption was truly broken; there was no reaction.

“Chapter Lord, what should we do?” one of his men asked anxiously.

“I’m so close! So close!” Tong An’an’s body shivered with rage.

He was so close to capturing Wang Ke. If only I hadn’t chosen the spot with the strawmen! I should have gone to the other spot! He almost had Wang Ke.

“The Dog Nose is truly broken? We won’t be able to find Wang Ke then?” The ten bald men felt anxious.

“Search; he couldn’t have gone far. Split up and search for him. We must find him! He should still be nearby!” Tong An’an gave the order in an exasperated tone.

“Understood!”

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Heavenly Wolf Sect, West Wolf Hall!

Mo Sanshan was sipping his tea, sitting cozily in a pavilion when a West Wolf Hall disciple rushed over all of a sudden.

“News from the Eighteenth Dog Nose?” Mo Sanshan asked confidently.

It wasn’t just because demonic moles in the Heavenly Wolf Sect helped Tong An’an escape. Mo Sanshan had intervened in the entire process; the West Wolf Hall Lord wanted to release the bait to catch a bigger fish.

He was the one who gave Tong An’an the Dog Nose.

The Chapter Lord seemed to have gotten away, but everything was in Mo Sanshan’s control. The Dog Nose worked like the string of a kite: no matter where Tong An’an went, Mo Sanshan kept a tight grip.

“Hall Lord, bad news! We lost contact with the Eighteenth Dog Nose!” the disciple reported worriedly.

“Lost contact?” Mo Sanshan raised his eyebrow.

“Yes. The connection was lost. It’s gone! We can’t sense it with our other artifacts!” the disciple answered with a helpless smile.

“Whoosh!”

Mo Sanshan got up immediately. The string of my kite snapped? It’s gone?

“Why did it happen?” Mo Sanshan asked with glaring eyes.

“We don’t know either. Our guess is that the device broke!” the disciple answered.

“How could it fail? It’s been so many years. Not once has it failed before!” Mo Sanshan said.

“We don’t know either!” said the clueless disciple.

Mo Sanshan: “………………………!”

Damn it. What is this? I failed to catch a bigger fish? And know my bait is gone too? I went out for wool and came home shorn?

“We can’t lose it just like that. Where’s the last location reported? Take me there!” Mo Sanshan said coldly.

“Yes, Hall Lord!”

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In the valley where the scarecrows had been planted—

A group of cranes arrived and extinguished the fire. They searched for traces of Wang Ke and Zhang Zhengdao; a pity that they had already slipped away. That pair was too sneaky for a bunch of cranes to find; they were long gone.

Shortly after, Zhang Shenxu reached that valley with a few of his juniors.

They examined the burnt strawmen on the ground.

“Senior Shenxu, one of the strawmen was practically burnt whole when the cranes found them. They tried to put out the flames, but they could only retrieve some pieces of charred clothing. The other strawman only suffered minor burns; it’s mostly intact, and is wearing Zhang Zhengdao’s clothing. We saw him wearing this attire at God Wang Tower before!” a junior reported in a serious tone.

Zhang Shenxu looked at the strawmen doubtfully.

“Strawmen? Wearing Zhang Zhengdao’s clothes? What does this mean?” Zhang Shenxu muttered, feeling lost.

“I don’t know! But it has to mean something!” The juniors were just as stumped.