Chapter 960: Unable to Understand

"Forget it, I was just guessing," Di Hou waved his hand. "Don't worry about it, let's go back and eat."

Ren Hou quickly picked up on the key point in Di Hou's words and turned to look down the hallway.

If that place was where all the Tian rested... could it be that Di Hou had sensed something just now?

"How do you know they would 'fail'?" Ren Hou asked. "Did you hear it from someone else?"

"Well..." Di Hou seemed to realize he had said too much, but then quickly changed his tune. "Haven't you noticed... that neither Qing Long nor Tian Gou can monitor the Lie Che?"

"That does seem to be the case..." Ren Hou nodded, thinking it over quickly. "But that doesn't make sense, because both Qing Long and the Tian Ji have released Xian Fa on the Lie Che before, right? That means their Xian Fa hasn't failed."

"Damn, of course I know that," Di Hou said. "That's why I didn't say all Xian Fa fails—I'm only talking about the part related to Ling Gan failing."

"What...?" Ren Hou's eyes under the mask narrowed slightly. "Then, Teacher... how do you know that only Ling Gan fails...? Just because they don't monitor the Lie Che... maybe their focus is all on the lower levels?"

"You kid... why are you suddenly talking so much today?" Di Hou said. "That may be true, but have you thought about it— for them, the 'lower levels' are even farther away, right? The Lie Che is right next to them, so if they can monitor the lower levels, why not monitor the Lie Che?"

"That makes sense..." After Ren Hou finished speaking, he thought of something else and leaned in closer, asking quietly, "Teacher, what do you mean by 'fail'? Does it mean they can't release their abilities, or that even if they can release them, they can't sense other people's Xian Fa at all?"

"It's..." Di Hou was slightly stunned. "Damn it, didn't I tell you not to ask about things you shouldn't?"

"Okay... okay... sorry." Ren Hou nodded, his expression quickly falling silent.

He felt like this information was important, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

Even if Di Hou had Qing Xiang himself, he would never admit it.

So, how could he get the full details?

It seemed he had to pass this information on as soon as possible... but would Zheng Ying Xiong come tomorrow?

The two walked past a room that was unusually noisy. Even though the door was closed, the loud sounds still escaped.

It seemed like a bunch of Di Ji were gathering inside.

"This is really weird lately," Di Hou sneered. "Di Ji are starting to form groups— are they that idle?"

Ren Hou shook his head and didn't speak. He and Di Hou's figures glided past the wooden door in front of them and gradually faded into the distance.

Inside the noisy room, a group of Di Ji sat in a row.

This group of Di Ji looked very casual— some leaned against the sofa, others against the wall, and still others wolfed down food at the table.

Though their lineup was strong, it seemed no one respected anyone else.

"This is really strange..." A Hei Yang by the table said. "Pei Qian Hu... haven't you noticed anything off?"

"Huh?" Di Hu replied gruffly. "What's strange? We've always been this united, after all, Yang Ge said..."

"Say your grandfather's," Hei Yang said. "Who the hell asked about that..."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"Yang Ling Dao is right, it is a bit strange..." Di Shu from the side also said. "Hu Ling Dao, you're just too straightforward, so you probably haven't caught on yet."

"What the hell is it?" Di Hu asked. "You all think something's wrong? What's wrong?!"

Di Shu slowly stood up and addressed everyone in the room: "To be honest with you all, I even brought a knife when I came today."

He opened his suit and pulled out a short knife that had been tucked at his waist.

"Damn," Di Hu was stunned. "Wall Grass, what are you doing? Planning to come here and stab me?"

"Not exactly, Ling Dao— after all, you're so tough, I don't want to dirty my knife," Di Shu said. "I thought there'd be a bloody fight, but now it looks like there won't be, so I might as well put the knife down before I hurt myself."

"What...?"

"Hu Ling Dao," Di Shu said gravely, "Let me ask you— how's your memory? Help me think, haven't we been here for three straight days, loudly, boldly, and openly 'plotting rebellion' as if no one else existed?"

"Keep your voice down, you idiot!!" Di Hu roared. "If you talk like that, everyone's gonna know we're plotting rebellion here! Are you crazy?!"

Di Hu's booming voice echoed three times in the room, the words "plotting rebellion" lingering in the air, leaving everyone silent.

After three seconds of silence, Hei Yang turned to the slacker dog beside him and whispered, "Can I kill him now? Right now."

The slacker dog sighed and patted Hei Yang's shoulder. "Stay calm... stay calm..."

The tall, bandaged Da Di Tu nodded and looked up at Di Hu. "Pei Qian Hu, what they mean is that we're too safe right now, and that's not normal."

"Safe...?" Di Hu frowned immediately after hearing this. "Hey, bro, why are you calling me 'Pei Qian Hu' too? Didn't we just meet?"

"Uh... sorry, it just slipped out." Da Di Tu touched his head awkwardly.

"Exactly," Di Shu nodded. "Hu Ling Dao, why are you so dense? It's been three whole days— why hasn't anyone from above come after us?"

"This..." Di Hu furrowed his brow and suddenly understood.

"We have Qing Long and Tian Gou here..." Di Shu continued, "Why haven't these two leaders made a move on us? Even if their main focus is usually on the lower levels, over this long time, they must have overheard a word or two of our treasonous talk, right?"

Di Hu reached up and stroked his chin. Though what Di Shu said was true, he felt the situation might not be that hard to explain.

"Maybe their ears... grow downward?" Di Hu said. "So they can't hear sideways, only straight down..."

"You..."

Everyone fell silent again after hearing that.

Hei Yang paused for a moment, then slowly stood up and reached for the short knife on the table. "Di Shu, lend me your knife for a second— I need to kill a tiger."

"Stay calm... stay calm..." The slacker dog quickly stood up and blocked Hei Yang.

"Hey... why kill me? Maybe that's exactly how it is," Di Hu blinked. "They can't hear what we say on the Lie Che because their ears point downward."

At that moment, the many Di Ji in the room all raised their hands to their foreheads, feeling the daily evening exhaustion set in.

"This is easy to verify," Di Hu said blankly. "Let's just do an experiment, right?"

"Do an experiment?" Hei Yang thought it wasn't a bad idea, but the next second, a bad feeling washed over him— he knew Pei Qian Hu all too well.

"Wait a minute!!!" Hei Yang shouted and jumped up, lunging toward Pei Qian Hu.

But Pei Qian Hu was straightforward and blurted out at the top of his lungs before Hei Yang could cover his mouth:

"Qing Long!! I’ll do your grandfather's!!"