Chapter 80: Spying on information about the Blood Centipede
"As a little witch soldier, I want to see what secret medicine you can refine!"
Wu Jin's eyes were full of disdain. He didn't know Wu Yang at all. In addition, Wu Yang had always been very low-key and rarely walked around the tribe. Therefore, Wu Jin still thought that Wu Yang was still the same little witch soldier.
As for Wu Yang going to Pangu Temple to receive baptism, Wu Jin was not qualified to be informed at all.
In Wu Jin's opinion, he should be the master of Lihuo Palace, and all the elixirs in the tribe should be controlled by him.
Wu Yang is just a small soldier.
Just as Wu Zhen was cursing in his heart, a burst of medicinal fragrance filled the forging hall.
Wu Zhen was enveloped by the fragrance of the medicine and suddenly felt refreshed. He couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart, put down his curses and hurriedly checked.
The pure medicinal fragrance and remarkable effect allowed Wu Zhen to easily judge that the effect of this secret medicine was extraordinary, even far superior to the various secret medicines he had refined.
This discovery made Wu Zhen's face darken, and he was unwilling to admit it.
The Wu Clan tribe is composed of stone palaces scattered all over the place. They are open to the outside world and can leave the tribe from any direction.
Wu Yang crossed the area in front of the tribe and further expanded the search area.
The Wu tribe is distributed in a semicircle around the Pangu Temple, backed by Buzhou Mountain, and just in time to protect the Pangu Temple.
Wu Yang further narrowed the scope, and soon he came to the mountain forest filled with rotten peaches.
Since the other party was spying secretly, Wu Yang guessed that his actions in the tribe would also be detected by the other party.
Just when the flying god Centipede was hesitating, Wu Yang had already penetrated deep into the tribe, and his figure quickly disappeared from the enemy's surveillance.
"Although the secret medicines are of the same level, their effects are quite different."
"Your Majesty, Wu Yang left the forging hall and walked deeper into the tribe. I don't know whether to leave the tribe."
If it was just a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence. I had gone out once in nearly two thousand years, and the other person happened to pass by by chance. This chance was too small to be true.
Wu Yang carefully placed the secret medicine in the jade bottle. The differences between the secret medicines were like the fruits on a tree. Some were very sweet, while others were so sour that it was difficult to eat.
"Going deep into the tribe? Could it be that you are leaving from the direction of Buzhou Mountain?"
But facts speak louder than words. He had to say that the secret medicine refined by Wu Yang was indeed better than the one he refined.
Wu Yang flew up to nine heavens and made a large circle around the tribe. Then he lowered his cloud head slightly and secretly checked the situation outside the tribe.
"Could it be that the other party was just passing by by chance?"
Wu Yang made a plan in the stone hall, and he immediately left the forging hall and walked deeper into the tribe.
Unfortunately, after searching a lot, I found nothing.
"Since the other party dare not break into the tribe, it means that the Flying God Centipede is very afraid of the tribe."
Wu Jin didn't want to offend Wu Yang, so he thought of bringing out the palace master Wu Gu and letting him take the lead.
A blue-eyed toad came to report that he was Toad Jiu's brother, Toad Five. This Toad Five was of mutated bloodline and was stronger than Toad Jiu.
The two doses of secret medicine this time were very successful, and the effect was even more powerful than the first dose.
"Let's first take a look at the situation outside. What kind of existence is the Flying God Centipede? This must be understood."
There is nothing suspicious in the fan-shaped area in front of the Wu tribe.
It wasn't that Wu Yang had a sharp eye, but that the hilltop where the flying divine centipede was located was too obvious.
The Flying God Centipede frowned. He was very afraid of the ancestral witches and great witches, and usually stayed away from them.
Although the ancestral witches do not have souls, their sense of energy and blood is equally powerful. Once an enemy approaches, they can always predict it in advance.
The Flying God Centipede knew very well Wu Yang's temperament. Under normal circumstances, he would not leave the forging hall easily.
"We took so many good divine materials from our Lihuo Temple and wasted so many good treasures before we were lucky enough to refine this secret potion."
Wu Yang took advantage of this and walked deeper into the tribe in order to get out of the opponent's surveillance range.
And as long as you are out, it will definitely not be wandering around, but most likely going out.
Wu Jin was angry in his heart and still slandered Wu Yang.
After Wu Yang left a distance, he estimated that the enemy might not be able to catch up, so he immediately rose into the clouds, turned into a bolt of thunder, and disappeared into the tribe.
Wu Yangxiang came to be cautious, and when he found out that someone was secretly watching him, he still couldn't calm down.
Hearing this, the Flying God Centipede shook his head and said:
"Don't rush forward. Since Wu Yang has disappeared, there is no need to continue to follow him. There will be plenty of opportunities to destroy him in the future!".
At this moment, Wu Yang didn't know that his refining of the secret medicine had been exposed, and he was happily collecting the [Wuji Liuhe Powder].
Flying God Centipede is always cautious, and he has a very good temperament. If Wu Yang hadn't been reminded by Golden Finger, he still wouldn't have known that there were enemies outside the tribe.
"The other party should be very cautious, otherwise they would have attacked me last time. In this way, they will not get too close to the tribe. After all, the great witches and ancestral witches in the tribe are not decorations. So, expand the search scope."
Previously, the Flying God Centipede had strictly ordered his subordinates not to reveal their whereabouts. Even if they lost track of Wu Yang, they must not be discovered by the other party.
Fortunately, each of the secret medicines refined by Wu Yang was better than the last, and nothing was too bad.
"The depths of the tribe are where the great witches and ancestral witches live. This is not easy to handle."
At this moment, Wu Yang kept an eye out, and quietly inquired outside the tribe, wanting to see where the enemy was hiding.
After some complaints, Wu Zhen's eyes rolled around. He got up and returned to the Lihuo Temple to find the master of the temple, Wu Gu.
"Behind the tribe is the Pangu Temple, and then Buzhou Mountain. There is no doubt about this direction. On the side are the tribes of Zhu Rong Zuwu and Bahian Tianwu. There is no danger. Then the enemies are likely to be concentrated in the fan-shaped range directly in front of the tribe.
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After this search, Wu Yang quickly located the target.
He didn't know the methods of the ancestral witches, and he didn't dare to try them rashly. Therefore, in his opinion, if he got too close to the witch tribe, he would definitely be discovered.
Wu Yang secretly speculated, and he quickly rejected this inference.
As soon as Wu Yang left here, the Blood Monkey immediately noticed something, and he hurriedly reported to the Flying God Centipede.
"Your Majesty, Wu Yang has penetrated deeply into the tribe and disappeared during our investigation. Do you want to continue to follow up?"
This sacred mountain is covered with blood everywhere, even the vegetation on the mountain is blood-colored, and the river at the foot of the mountain is rolling with waves of blood.
It doesn't take much thinking to guess that the creatures here are most likely related to the blood sea.
"That's true. This blood mountain didn't exist before. It seems to be the nest of the flying god centipede."
After discovering the enemy, Wu Yang did not alert him, but lurked in secret to monitor the enemy.