Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1471: Unforeseen Turmoil (High Energy)

By noon the next day, Shang Rongchu and He Jiaqing arrived at the edge of Ma Wu’s territory.

Shang Rongchu was disguised as a New Land Hunter, wearing tattered clothes, with mud smeared all over his face and an artificial beard made of felt pasted on.

The purpose of this disguise was to counter Feng Daiku’s Love Silk Full Plate Skill.

Feng Daiku would leave love silk in the places he frequently stayed, almost as fine and dense as spider silk. The purpose of these love silk strands was to detect any formidable enemies entering his territory.

The key to the Love Silk Full Plate Skill lies in judgment; countless people will touch the love silk, but one must discern who qualifies as a formidable enemy.

Cultivation level may be invisible, but emotions can be seen. If a woman walks on the street and suddenly wants to embrace a stranger, that man is certainly unusual.

So Shang Rongchu must conceal his presence, or else he would expose his flaws as soon as he entered Ma Wu’s territory.

He Jiaqing also disguised himself; he dressed up as a porter.

He had successively taken over Qingyun Society and Hundred Flowers Gate, his actions ruthless and ostentatious. Now his reputation in Puluo State is extremely prominent. Ordinary people recognize him, wishing they could avoid him by two streets, such a fearsome person Feng Daiku would inevitably sense through the love silk.

Ma Wu’s New Land was very lively, the speed of clearing by the Three-Headed People was incredibly fast, and nearly half of the territory had been cultivated.

The Heavenly Light formed a continuous expanse, reflecting the dense mist, giving the entire territory a unique morning vitality.

Ma Wu was walking in the woods with Feng Daiku, and during this time, Ma Wu had been quite exhausted, his figure becoming slender.

Just like Li Qi’s situation in the past, Ma Wu’s cultivation level hadn’t reached Above the Clouds, yet he forcefully became a Local Deity. Lighting up plots during the clearing process became a hurdle Ma Wu had to overcome.

Every time he lit up a plot, he would need to borrow some methods from Feng Daiku, but Above the Clouds techniques aren’t used casually; after each use, Ma Wu’s body suffered some damage.

Feng Daiku expressed concern: “Wulang, slow down the clearing process a bit. Wait until your cultivation level improves, and then I’ll teach you other methods to light up plots.”

Recently, Ma Wu had been diligently cultivating. He built a large mansion in his territory called Night of Good. Sixty-three Strange Monsters, twenty-seven Wandering Monsters, and one hundred thirty-six Three-Headed People moved in one after another to the mansion to cultivate alongside Ma Wu.

Coupled with Feng Daiku’s guidance and the elixir gifted by Li Qi, Ma Wu had already reached the Seventh Layer of cultivation.

Ma Wu clasped Feng Daiku’s hand gently and said, “If there’s a better way, I’ll certainly learn it, but if not, I’ll have to rely on myself to bear it. Just the other day, I went to see Chu Er’s territory, and her territory is opening faster than mine. I can’t fall behind her.”

Feng Daiku pinched Ma Wu’s cheek: “Chu Er is risking her life to earn two words of praise from Li Qi. Why are you comparing yourself to her? Are you jealous of her?”

“What are you saying?” Ma Wu shook his head, “Old Qi risked his life to earn this territory for me. If I lose to Chu Er, that would be a disservice to Old Qi’s kindness.”

“You really are trying to please Li Qi!” Feng Daiku said angrily, “I’m telling you, don’t think of comparing with Chu Er. She has support behind her, Bitter Granny, that high branch is not something everyone can climb.”

Upon hearing this, He Jiaqing silently walked to the rear of the two and first dismantled two strands of love silk that Feng Daiku had left on Ma Wu.

These two strands of love silk were Ma Wu’s lifeline. In a life-and-death situation, Feng Daiku could rely on the love silk to save his life.

There were more than just these two strands; Feng Daiku had left a total of twelve strands on Ma Wu. He Jiaqing, taking advantage of the ambush, only dismantled two strands, which seemed unwise.

Shang Rongchu couldn’t discern He Jiaqing’s intentions, yet at this moment, He Jiaqing had already made his move against Ma Wu. He pulled out a folding fan from his coat, opened the fan surface, and aimed to slash Ma Wu’s throat.

Use a weapon?

Shang Rongchu felt this wasn’t reasonable either. With He Jiaqing’s cultivation level, he shouldn’t need a weapon to kill Ma Wu.

Feng Daiku employed a technique, Love is stronger than gold, causing Ma Wu to be armored with an extra layer. He Jiaqing’s fan surface cut at Ma Wu’s neck, and the paper surface shattered, fan bones broke, and this fine weapon was rendered useless.

He Jiaqing didn’t relent in his attack; he twisted the ring on his right hand, and a sharp spike extended from the ring, aiming at Ma Wu’s forehead.

Feng Daiku’s eyes welled with tears as he glanced at He Jiaqing.

Emotion Cultivation Technique, pitifully delicate.

He Jiaqing missed this strike; his hand went slack, fearing to upset Feng Daiku, allowing Ma Wu to dodge amidst flashing movements.

After two failed moves, He Jiaqing found himself at a disadvantage. He prepared to distance himself slightly from Feng Daiku while waiting for Shang Rongchu to come to his aid.

Feng Daiku extended a finger, lightly hooking He Jiaqing’s cheek, and He Jiaqing couldn’t move.

This was the Emotion Cultivation Technique, Fish and Water Depend on Each Other. He Jiaqing felt that if he distanced himself from Feng Daiku, it would be akin to a fish leaving the water, which meant he wouldn’t survive.

Thus, he moved a bit closer, utilizing Thief Cultivation techniques to fiercely contend with Feng Daiku.

He Jiaqing took a step forward, suddenly noticing Feng Daiku’s solemn expression. Feng Daiku offered He Jiaqing a respectful bow.

Witnessing this scene, He Jiaqing dared not advance further. He was ensnared by the Emotion Cultivation Technique, true emotions untarnished, and any step closer would be deemed disrespectful.

Too far felt unbearable, too close was irreverent. He Jiaqing was fixed roughly at a three-step distance from Feng Daiku.

This distance was perilous. Thief Cultivation Techniques were hard to employ, Escape Techniques were difficult to execute, fitting Feng Daiku perfectly. His sleeves suddenly stretched, wrapping tightly around He Jiaqing’s neck.