CHAPTER 1432 A RARE OPPORTUNITY

What sort of place was Donghai?

Donghai was a forbidden territory!

Legend had it that whoever tried to make trouble in Donghai would pay a hefty price for doing so.

But now, someone had actually managed to steal something important from the most heavily guarded Extreme Martial Arts Academy!

This made many wonder if the forbidden territory of Donghai was still that strong and domineering place it used to be.

It felt as though a legend had been proven to be false, so some started to question it and some even tried to test it...

But Jiang Ning wasn't bothered by any of these things.

He was waiting for news!

Meanwhile.

Heishan was prepared to personally make a move, but he was also surprised by this.

He didn't expect His Lordship to act at such a time.

He had gone ahead before Heishan did anything!

"Jiang Ning was too complacent," said Yan Tang flatly. "He thought that nobody could do anything about him, so he let his guard down. Now that the legend surrounding Donghai as a forbidden territory has been broken, more people will cast doubts on him."

Yan Tang stood cheerfully in front of Heishan.

"But of course, he's not important. The important thing is that you have six pages now. Congratulations, Mr Heishan."

Heishan narrowed his eyes.

"Where is His Lordship.”

"He's badly injured and has to lie low,” said Yan Tang. "So he's sent me here to tell you that he has the pages and he will send them over when you want them."

He bowed slightly and kept a smile on.

He looked up at Heishan and said a little self-deprecatingly, "This item is too important, so His Lordship didn't allow me to bring it over for him. He still doesn't trust me after all.”

Heishan narrowed his eyes.

"He's somewhere near Mount Zhongnan, isn't he?"

Yan Tang nodded.

"Bring me to him,” said Heishan. "Since he's injured, I shouldn't make him walk so much. I'll go and take them from him myself!"

Yan Tang hesitated for a while.

"Mr Heishan, Jiang Ning has sent many people to kill His Lordship, so if you look for him now, I'm afraid we might catch Jiang Ning's attention, and our reclusive

clan..."

"What is one mere Jiang Ning?" Heishan laughed coldly and the wrinkles around his eyes deepened. "I wanted to kill him in order to take back those pages in the first place! Since His Lordship has gone ahead to do that instead, I'll let him live for a while longer first!"

"Yes, Mr Heishan," replied Yan Tang with a nod.

He turned to leave and Heishan followed behind him.

The last time he left Mount Zhongnan was twenty years ago.

For the past twenty years, none of the reclusive clans had gone out, because they had already agreed that for as long as the manual didn't surface, none of them would leave this place.

All of them quietly remained on Mount Zhongnan and focused on studying the way of the martial artist as they tried to comprehend that one page they

possessed.

Nobody knew that Heishan had secretly gotten His Lordship to hunt down the rest of the manual out there for twenty years!

Twenty years.

And now, six of the pages were in His Lordship's hands, plus he had been severely injured by Jiang Ning. Heishan wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to miss this rare opportunity that had presented itself.

He was going to kill His Lordship!

Take back all the pages!

Once the Fang family got six pages of the manual, it meant that they would have full control over everyone else.

There was no way the other two families could compare with the Fang family.

And Heishan would definitely become the next head of the Fang family without any question!

All of this was going to be within reach soon, so even Heishan found it difficult to hide his excitement.

There was a village not too far from Mount Zhongnan, and it had been abandoned for a long time. This belongs to : ©.

Most people these days didn't want to stay among nature and moved to the city instead.

A temple no longer had any joss sticks burning inside and even the door frame had fallen to the ground and was broken into two.

CRAAACK!

Heishan stepped on the broken ceramic pieces and they shattered further. He walked to the entrance of the temple to see His Lordship sitting cross legged on a small mound of hay and was extremely pale in the face.

"It's been a long time. Should I call you His Lordship? Or He Daoren?”