Chapter 45: The Celestial Melody Puppet Art

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“Young master, no matter what, you must leave with us. If you don’t, your life will be in constant danger,” Luo Yun murmured gravely.

They had promised their master that they would protect young master Qin Lang at all costs, keep him away from danger, and never let anyone harm him. If he returned to his old place, his life would certainly be at risk.

Qin Lang still shook his head lightly. “I really can’t leave. If I do, it won’t just implicate many people, but I’ll also be hunted down.”

“But—”

Before he could finish, Qin Lang cut him off, “No buts. If you truly regard me as your young master, then obey my words.”

“Yes!” Luo Yun nodded with a wry smile.

Qin Lang’s temperament was exactly like that of their master—once he’d made up his mind, nothing could change it easily.

In truth, contrary to what he said, Qin Lang desperately wanted to leave. But his term of service wasn’t over, and if he left of his own accord, many people would be implicated—people who were his friends.

Helpless, Luo Yun shook his head and signaled his men to finish off Liu Man and the others.

Seeing this, Qin Lang’s brows furrowed, and he quickly called out, “What are you doing?”

The black-clad men, just about to slit their captives’ throats, halted instantly at the sound of their young master’s voice, turning their gaze toward him.

Seeing their confusion, Luo Yun hurriedly explained, “Young master, it’s fine if you go back, but they can’t. They’ve seen the totem on your back—we can’t let them leave alive.”

Qin Lang: “???”

Damn it.

If you kill them, you’ll bring disaster on yourselves as well! These people aren’t ordinary. If they’re wiped out and he’s left alive, he’d be flayed alive even if he survived.

“No, Uncle Luo, just because they saw my Blood Wolf Totem, you want to kill them? Isn’t that a bit ridiculous?” Qin Lang looked at them with a dark expression.

He’d never seen anyone use such an outrageous excuse for murder.

Besides, these people couldn’t be killed. If they died, his chances of returning would be ruined.

Luo Yun’s face was determined, killing intent flashing in his eyes. “Young master, they must die. If they live, the secret of your totem will be exposed.”

“No, they can’t die. If they die, all the blame will fall on me,” Qin Lang shook his head firmly in refusal.

He seriously suspected these men were brainless, though he had no proof.

“But… young master, if they live, you’ll be in grave danger.”

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Luo Yun repeated gravely.

“Mm.” Qin Lang fell silent, gazing quietly at everyone.

Though he wasn’t close to them, after over a month together, they’d already come to see each other as friends. Even though he knew he’d been brought out as bait, he’d never complained. They’d used him as bait and even deceived him—but it wasn’t truly their intent; they were merely obeying orders from above.

“Milk Candy, do you have a way to erase Liu Man’s memory of the Blood Wolf Totem on my back?” Qin Lang silently asked.

“Yes,” Milk Candy replied calmly.

“You do?” Qin Lang’s eyes lit up and his heart leapt with excitement at the unexpected answer. He’d thought there was no way; unexpectedly, unreliable as Milk Candy was, he actually had a solution. Maybe he wasn’t so useless after all.

“As long as you cultivate the ‘Heavenly Sound Puppet Technique’ from page three of the ‘Annals of Yanhuang and Shanhai,’ you can erase their memories.”

Qin Lang: “…”

Cultivate the ‘Heavenly Sound Puppet Technique’ from page three of the ‘Annals of Yanhuang and Shanhai’? Wasn’t that pure nonsense? He’d just barely unlocked the second page, and now this bastard wanted him to move on to the third? Was this some kind of international joke?

“Milk Candy, I find you especially infuriating. You always come up with useless rubbish,” Qin Lang muttered coldly in his heart.

“This lord cat isn’t lying to you. If you want to erase memories, you must cultivate the ‘Heavenly Sound Puppet Technique’ from page three of the ‘Annals of Yanhuang and Shanhai.’”

“But I’ve only just started on page two, and now you want me to move to page three? If this isn’t nonsense, what is?”

“You don’t need to worry about that. If you really work at it, within half a year, the technique from page three will be within reach.”

Qin Lang: “???”

Not even half a year? He could barely stand half a month, let alone half a year.

He regretted even asking this bastard.

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He should never have asked. Shaking his head inwardly, Qin Lang turned to Luo Yun. “Uncle Luo, there’s no need for you to worry. I have my own way of dealing with them. If it really gets dangerous, I’ll leave in time.”

“This…” Luo Yun hesitated, clearly against the idea. If their secret wasn’t exposed, fine, but if it was, their enemies would surely know Qin Lang’s identity.

Seeing his indecision, Qin Lang quickly used his silver tongue to persuade him, until finally, Luo Yun reluctantly agreed…

Once he’d convinced Luo Yun and the others, Qin Lang said quietly, “Uncle Luo, before you leave, you have to knock me out and erase all traces of your presence, so as not to leave any evidence behind.”

“Yes!”

With a nod, Luo Yun struck him with his palm.

Qin Lang, unprepared, saw stars and fainted instantly.

Watching him collapse, Luo Yun wasted no time. He ordered his men to scrub all traces of their presence, especially any evidence of their identity as berserker immortals.

When everything was in order, Luo Yun gazed silently at Qin Lang’s unconscious form. “Young master, we will always watch over you. Anyone who tries to harm you will answer to us.”

…

In the deep hours of the night, Liu Man slowly opened his heavy, aching eyes. His head felt like lead and ached dully.

He looked himself over—completely unharmed, not a scratch on him. He frowned in confusion. What had happened?

Suddenly, remembering something, he whipped his gaze around.

Seeing that Liu Qingyao was still there, unharmed and not taken away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then he thought of Qin Lang, and looked over to see him lying on the ground, apparently unscathed.

“What on earth happened?” Fighting through the pain, Liu Man stood up, looking around. Once he was sure all his companions were safe, he finally let out a long breath, though his mind was full of questions.

“Damn, why does my head hurt so much?” Hua Manlou muttered groggily as he rubbed his aching skull.