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Chapter 512: 304 Surveillance and Shinkan Isshin_2

Just from the outside, she seems to be a woman with a beautiful face.

The second one is also a woman.

However, in comparison to the previous one, her image seems to be much more eerie and terrifying.

Drip.

Drip.

The sound of water droplets hitting the ground echoes eerily within the pure black space.

The woman, dressed in a white skirt, is soaked and quietly lying in the corner of the room.

Her thick, long black hair covers most of her face.

Yet between the gaps, one can faintly see an eye filled with blood veins, staring intently at Shinkan Isshin.

As for the last one.

He is a man wearing a suit.

His figure is short, with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, and the corners of his mouth bear a fixed curved smile.

The smile looks very stiff.

Up until now, there has not been the slightest change in his facial expression.

It seems that this face is not a real face.

It’s but a set of features nailed to the surface of the skull.

Three weird-looking people.

At this moment, all have their gaze fixed on Shinkan Isshin.

Shinkan Isshin doesn’t turn around.

He just speaks faintly.

“Go spread.”

“Go propagate.”

“Find the Heavenly Human Descendants.”

“Then, you know what to do.”

While speaking.

He slowly opens the room door and walks out straight.

With a click.

The door closes.

Separating the inside and the outside, two completely different worlds.

Shinkan Isshin’s face remains unchanged as he walks towards the elevator.

Soon after.

The Martial Arts Association members responsible for monitoring his movements saw him appearing downstairs.

The Martial Arts Association would not restrict the personal freedom of these visiting foreigners.

But,

Any necessary precautionary measures must be taken.

So.

After a brief consultation.

The two strongest people follow Shinkan Isshin from a distance.

The rest remain in their original position, trying to gather more information.

Five minutes later.

Shinkan Isshin gradually moves further away.

He seems to have a purpose. As soon as he leaves the hotel, he takes out his phone and starts asking directions from passersby.

And what he says while asking for directions naturally does not escape the ears of the watchers.

“Hello, may I ask, are there any martial arts halls around here?”

“Awesome martial arts hall.”

Shinkan Isshin points his phone at the bystander.

A mechanical female voice comes from the phone.

Unlike Shinkan Mokuzo, he is not familiar with the Chinese language and can only use translation software on his phone.

“You’re a foreigner, right?”

“Of course, this is Kyoto, there’s nothing you can’t find here.”

Shinkan Isshin’s questioner seems to be quite enthusiastic.

Not only does he inform Shinkan Isshin of several martial arts hall locations, but he also sets up the navigation for him.

When he is finished, he even engages Shinkan Isshin in a conversation for a while.

“By the way, which country are you from?”

The bystander asks eagerly.

“A small mountain country.”

However.

Shinkan Isshin’s answer quickly fades out the expression on his face.

“Oh… oh.”

The bystander’s expression is strange.

Perhaps thinking of his earlier enthusiastic attitude.

Makes him instinctively feel a little uncomfortable.

But the etiquette ingrained in his bones prevents him from immediately displaying an expression of disgust.

He just nods awkwardly.

“Then go to the martial arts hall.”

“I won’t waste your time.”

Having said this.

The bystander doesn’t wait for Shinkan Isshin to respond and quickly walks away.

Shinkan Isshin remains expressionless.

Just silently watching him leave.

Although the bystander tries hard to conceal his inner feelings.

He can sense it.

That contempt.

That disgust.

It’s strikingly similar to what he’s experienced.

“This aspect is no different from the past.”

“Still as self-absorbed and as disgusting.”

His mouth slightly opens and closes.

But the voice only resonates in his heart.

He takes a deep look at the other person.

Shinkan Isshin quickly collects his thoughts.

At least,

He has already obtained what he wanted.

The remaining matters.

He doesn’t have to do them himself.

With this in mind.

Shinkan Isshin taps on the first navigation route and starts walking towards his destination.

Previously,

Shinkan Mokuzo did not speak.

They indeed wanted to see for themselves the current state of the martial artists in China during this visit.

Just like that.

Shinkan Isshin gradually walked further away.

The two observers followed from a distance, observing his every move.

At the same time.

About a kilometer away from the State Guest Hotel, in a tall building.

“Big brother, what do you think?”

Two men in gray coats were sitting against the wall.

The one who spoke was the younger of the two, his eyes looking forward but seemingly unfocused.

Next to him, the middle-aged man’s eyes were closed.

Facing his companion’s question, he had no intention of answering.

Both of them were direct disciples of the Association Committee Members and belonged to the Heling Sect.

Heling Sect was a sect that Li Wuji had subjugated in his early years.

At that time, due to its weak offensive capabilities and the turbulent environment, the sect was almost absorbed by other sects.

It was Li Wuji who lent a helping hand and provided assistance.

The Heling Sect then gradually grew stronger and eventually became one of the Committee Sects of the Martial Arts Association.

The unique secret skills of the sect allowed their souls to produce “threads.”

These threads could control creatures with weak spiritual power and forcibly modify their flesh using the threads.

Although it sounded similar to Li Wuji’s Two Extremes Divine Separation Technique that split souls,

in reality,

it was still an application of spiritual power.

However, it was limited by range, the target’s spiritual power, and the influence of real-world rules.

In terms of combat power, the martial artists of Heling Sect were significantly weaker than other Association Committee Members.

But that was only in combat.

Whether it was tracking, surveillance, or survival aspects,

the martial artists of the Heling Sect were much stronger than other martial artists.

It can be said that,

during Li Wuji’s integration of the martial arts world and the establishment of the Martial Arts Association,

the Heling Sect played a role that could not be ignored.

And so,

as Shinkan Isshin’s figure gradually disappeared at the end of the street,

the two people left behind began their actions.

At this moment,

a sparrow circled in the air, its eyes always locked on the surroundings of the State Guest Hotel.

From the hotel ventilation duct crawled out a thumb-sized spider.

Its compound eyes scanned the surroundings,

taking in the room’s scenery.

Hmm?

About a kilometer away,

the middle-aged man’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“What’s wrong?”

The junior disciple asked again.

“There are no anomalies.”

“But just now, I distinctly sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power…”

The middle-aged man replied,

his voice filled with uncertainty.

They and their junior, had been monitoring Shinkan Isshin’s actions using spiritual power earlier on.

Before his departure,

they had clearly felt an unusual fluctuation.

So after he left, they immediately entered the room to investigate.

But the result,

was as they saw now.

There was not a single abnormality in the room.

It seemed as if the strange fluctuation they had detected earlier was nothing more than an illusion.

Unwilling to accept this, the two Heling Sect members continued to search the room.

They didn’t miss any corners.

Without moving any objects, the search lasted for half an hour.

But the result,

was still nothing gained.

“Forget it.”

Finally,

the middle-aged man opened his eyes.

“I don’t think the fluctuation we sensed earlier was an illusion.”

“But since we can’t find anything abnormal now, let’s report it to Master.”

“It’s not up to us to make decisions.”

There were no objections to this decision from the young man.

Their actions had always been centered on the other person.

“Alright.”

He immediately picked up the phone and sent a mission report to his Master.

As for them,

they continued to monitor Shinkan Isshin’s room.

The two in the tall building didn’t pay much attention to the streets below.

At this moment,

among the flow of people coming and going,

a tall woman holding a black umbrella walked silently through the crowd.

She wore a mask so her face couldn’t be seen clearly,

but the occasional passerby would still be attracted by her beautiful eyes.

But for some reason,

those who brushed past the tall woman,

felt a sudden chill within their hearts.

The chill was so profound,

as if it could freeze their souls in an instant.

But it was so fleeting,

that almost everyone who felt the chill didn’t react in time.

They were just stunned for a moment,

and then quickly recovered.