stonecrandall Chapter 99 Plan
Chapter 99 Plan
Chapter 99 Plan
In the secret chamber of the Po clan's patriarch, Yang Wudi, Yang Wushuang, Yang Zhentian, and Yang Podi sat together.
"Po Di, what ideas do you have to deal with the current crisis facing our family?"
Yang Podi looked at his two grandfathers and his father: "Grandpa, Second Grandpa, Dad, since you don't want outsiders to know that Second Grandpa has also broken through to the Title Douluo level, why don't you just let Second Grandpa hide?"
The three of them were speechless. What kind of terrible idea did their son (grandson) come up with that he thought hiding would solve everything?
Yang Podi seemed to sense the three men's confusion: "Dad, Grandpas, when I said hide, I meant completely disappear from Douluo Continent, so that no one would notice. That way, there would be no danger."
Yang Wudi thought for a moment: "How could your second grandfather, such a powerful Soul Master, have completely disappeared?"
"If we just find a secluded spot and don't let anyone find us, wouldn't that be like disappearing from the Douluo Continent?"
"Does such a place exist in this world?"
Yang Podi stared at the three people before him, utterly speechless. Just what were the intelligence levels of his two grandfathers and father? Couldn't they even hide?
Think back to the original story, the Clear Sky Sect hid for more than 20 years, and then five titled Douluo elders emerged. During this time, neither the Spirit Hall nor any other forces had any news of them.
"Grandpa, I have three ideas. Would you like to hear them?"
Seeing that the three of them did not speak, Yang Podi continued, "The first idea is that when we go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, we will pretend that Second Grandfather was killed by a soul beast. The family will hold a normal funeral. Then Second Grandfather will go to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. On the one hand, he can refine medicine, and on the other hand, he can protect the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and prevent it from being found by outsiders."
"My second idea is to pretend to be killed by a soul beast, then contact one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or the Heaven Dou Royal Family. After communicating with them, I will hide in their sect and go into seclusion. These three families must have some secret places that are perfect for hiding."
"One last idea: Second Grandfather could pretend to break with the family, or even feign death, and then take some of the clansmen to Hanhai City, or go directly to a small island overseas to hide. He can come back when something really happens to the family."
After hearing these words, the three of them felt much more relaxed. They hadn't expected that such a big problem could have so many solutions.
The three looked at Yang Podi with puzzled expressions, secretly thinking: What kind of brain does their son (grandson) have? How could he come up with so many bad ideas, and they even seem pretty good?
In fact, according to Yang Podi's idea, he would normally only want to implement Plan One or Plan Three. As for mentioning Plan Two, it was purely to see the attitude of the two grandfathers.
If both of them choose to hide in a major power, it means that their family and the Spirit Hall are now irreconcilably at odds. If my second grandfather hides among these three powers, when the Spirit Hall's soul-hunting operation comes into play, could he also use that to his advantage against the Spirit Hall?
At this moment, both Grandpa Yang Wudi and Dad were looking at their second grandfather, wondering what choice he would make.
After thinking for a moment, Second Grandfather Yang Wushuang finally spoke: "I'd better hide in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. That way, I can guard the family's treasure land and also practice medicine more."
Yang Podi seemed to have thought of something, and then continued, "Grandfathers, Dad should be breaking through to the Title Douluo level soon. Will he also have to hide away then? And Mom probably won't be long before she breaks through to the Title Douluo level as well."
Grandpa Yang Wudi thought for a moment: "Podi, the reason you asked your second grandpa to hide is mainly because we've cultivated together since we were little, and our soul power is about the same. If I break through to the Title Douluo level, your second grandpa will arouse a lot of suspicion, and may even attract the attention of others."
"Your parents have kept a very low profile these past few years, and they have basically never shown their strength to outsiders. No one even knows that they have broken through to the Soul Douluo level. As long as they continue to keep a low profile, they should not attract the attention of others."
"Grandpas, have you decided which spirit rings you'd like to choose?"
"According to the plan you just mentioned, we intend to go directly to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for spirit rings in a while, and we will probably choose spirit beasts that are 6 to 8 years old."
After listening to this, Yang Podi thought for a moment before speaking: "Dad, do you remember the Titanoboa we encountered last time? According to your estimate, it was probably very close to 10 years old. Don't you two grandfathers want to consider it?"
Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
Finally, his father spoke up: "Po Di, a 10-year soul ring is good, but the energy is too great. With your two grandfathers' current physical condition, I'm afraid they can't absorb it."
"I remember Grandpa absorbed a 6-year-old soul bone, didn't he?"
"Soul bones can indeed enhance physical strength, but one is still a bit too little. To absorb a 100,000-year soul ring, you need at least three 10,000-year soul bones, or you need to have extremely strong physical attributes."
Yang Podi was still somewhat unwilling: "Grandpas, can't you improve your physical fitness? This lone 100,000-year-old soul beast should be relatively easy to hunt."
Father Yang Zhentian revealed a playful expression: "Po Di, judging from your tone, is a 10-year-old soul beast really that easy to kill? Or do you have some other method?"
"Dad, don't forget, I have the Crimson Swan's Kiss. If I add the poison of our Breaking Clan, what 10-year-old soul beast can't be killed?"
Before Yang Podi could finish speaking, his grandfather, Yang Wudi, immediately interjected, "Podi, I didn't expect you to have something as valuable as the Crimson Swan Kiss. Why don't you let me examine it?"
The second grandfather standing to the side also showed an expectant look.
Yang Podi secretly regretted it: Oh no, I accidentally exposed the Crimson Swan Kiss. With my two grandfathers' obsession with alchemy and poison making, how could they not be tempted?
I remember my dad took out the Acacia Heartbreak Red last time, but now there's no trace of it.
Yang Podi's mind raced, and he finally spoke, "Grandpas, I just put the Crimson Swan Kiss in my room. I'll get it for you later."
Yang Podi dared not take out his hidden soul tool, as it contained many valuable items. If his two grandfathers discovered it, he would likely suffer another loss.
But his grandfather continued, "Po Di, how could you be so careless? You should know the power of the Crimson Swan Kiss. One wrong move and the whole family might be wiped out. Go get it quickly, I'll keep it safe for you, that way it'll be safer."
Yang Podi was speechless when he heard this. You two are just envious, why do you have to come up with such a ridiculous reason?
In the end, Yang Podi had no choice but to pretend to return to his room, transfer the Blood Swan Kiss to his usual soul tool, and then return to the secret room to hand it over to his two grandfathers.
Upon seeing the Crimson Swan Kiss, the two grandfathers reacted with the same fervor they displayed upon seeing the Fragrant Silk Fairy Delicacy, once again descending into madness.
At this moment, Yang Podi saw his father, Yang Zhentian, sitting leisurely beside him, seemingly in a good mood.
Yang Podi instantly understood that he had probably been tricked by his father using the topic as a pretext.
(End of this chapter)