<h4>Chapter 860: Suppressing Disturbances with Wisdom</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    He drove the car and went on his way. The camouge system on the Tang Sect fighter vehicle was activated. The surface of the vehicle was covered by ayer of dark blue paint. Under low light, it appeared ck. It showed a deep sapphire-like luster under the sun, and was extracted from a mineral. The color was known as cavansite blue. It was corrosion-resistant, and its application strengthened the metals. Some mechas also opted for these materials as their cover paint.


    Tang Wulin drove the Tang Sect fighter vehicle and went on the highway at lightning speed. He was headed toward Heaven Dou City.


    The feeling between driving a vehicle and riding in one was different. Tang Wulin noticed that the Tang Sect fighter vehicle was very stable and easy to control. He could easily attain the state of being one with the vehicle.


    Although it ran at high speeds, it was still stable. In merely two hours, thendmark of Heaven Dou City could already be seen from afar.


    It was not known if the Battle Soul Hall had arrested the evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Cult. The incident at the abandoned factory still weighed heavily on Tang Wulin’s heart. The more he understood the Holy Spirit Cult, the more he realized how threatening they were to society and the Federation atrge. Those crooks must be dealt with as soon as possible!


    Tang Wulin exited the highway and drove onto the main road leading to Heaven Dou City. The situation was almost simr to the day before yesterday. There were still many victims on both sides of the road. However, they were being taken care of by the official agencies, and their numbers had decreased.


    He reckoned that the reconstruction work would take a long time. After all, the damage done was quite extensive. It was inevitable that the Federation harbored animosity toward the Holy Spirit Cult.


    As he thought about this, Tang Wulin had already driven into the city center. There was order in the city as police cars were prevalent throughout.


    If the police cars were truly effective, there would not have been a surprise attack. Tang Wulin sighed inwardly. In any case, it was better than nothing. At the very least, the city folks would be at ease.


    Heaven Dou City’s cksmith’s Association remained as the headquarters of the cksmith’s Association. Tang Wulin drove his car near the building and stopped after he made a turn into an alley. He alighted from the vehicle and stored it into his storage ring and walked toward the cksmith’s Association.


    He made it as far as the door before he stopped in his tracks. It was not that he did not want to go in, but the main entrance of the cksmith’s Association was jam-packed like a can of sardines.


    “Hand over the murderers! Hand over the murderers!” There were at least a thousand people blocking the entrance to the cksmith’s Association as they shouted madly. The more agitated folks even picked up stones and began tossing them at the cksmith’s Association.


    A yellow tape was pulled across the association’s doors. There were policemen stationed behind the yellow tapes trying to maintain order. It was quite obvious that they would soon be overwhelmed by the frenzied crowd.


    Tang Wulin was shocked by the scene. He pulled a guy on the periphery aside and was informed by the guy that the cksmith’s Association was in deep trouble.


    ording to the surveince disys, before the surprise attack on Heaven Dou City urred, at least a dozen of the terrorists who detonated the fixed soul ammunition werest seen heading into the cksmith’s Association.


    For a big city such as Heaven Dou City, soul surveince cameras practically monitored all the major streets. That was why the terrorists were caught on camera.


    Even though there was no evidence that the cksmith’s Association was rted to the Holy Spirit Cult, the footage was leaked by someone who had an agenda. The upset citizens of Heaven Dou City had found a scapegoat and came to the cksmith’s Association.


    The cksmith’s Association’s headquarters had been besieged for many days. The main doors were shut tight currently. There was no question that the incident had dealt a great blow to the reputation of the cksmith’s Association.


    Tang Wulin’s brows were tightly knitted together. He trusted his uncle masterpletely. How could the cksmith’s Association possibly have any rtionship with the evil soul masters? Moreover, how could the surveince footage be so easily essed by the public? At the very least, it should not have been made public before the investigation waspleted.


    When he analyzed the situation calmly, it was obvious that someone had an intention to frame the cksmith’s Association!


    Tang Wulin could still vividly recall the assassination of his uncle master. Without a doubt, the assassination was rted to the Holy Spirit Cult. As the only Divine Craftsman on the continent, his uncle master was a thorn in their side because he would not take instructions from the Holy Spirit Cult. Hence, it was better for them to dispose of him.


    The majority of the citizens were driven by their emotions especially those who had lost their loved ones. It was tough for them to control their emotions. It was especially true when the Heaven Dou City’s administrative building was blown up. Almost all the high-ranking city administrative officials died. The new, inexperienced officials blundered as they tried to handle the incident. Who would be in the position to defend the cksmith’s Association?


    It was under such circumstances that the pressure on the cksmith’s Association grew.


    What should he do? Tang Wulin’s gaze reflected he was deep in thought. Since he came to know of the problem, he had to think of a way to assist his uncle master.


    He was in no hurry to enter the cksmith’s Association. Instead, he went to an inconspicuous corner and observed silently.


    There were probably a thousand citizens gathered here, and their emotions were running high while they lingered in the vicinity. They had been here for days creating such scenes. Most of the ss windows on the side of the cksmith’s Association’s building were shattered.


    What was their objective for making such a scene?


    If one wanted to handle an incident, one must first analyze it calmly. This was what Old Demon Sloth taught Tang Wulin. His notion was ‘the most brilliant people in the world are theziest because only thezy ones will think of ways to conserve time and effort’.


    If one did things recklessly when faced with a situation, one would only be wasting time and effort. Only by focusing on a target and achieving victory in one fell swoop could one conserve time and energy. Only then would one have more time to do other things, for instance, sleep.


    Tang Wulin did notpletely agree with Old Demon Sloth’s statement. Nheless, he learned a lot from him on how to go about doing things.


    Previously, he would not have any idea on what he should do. He could only go in to look for his master uncle and ask about the cksmith’s Association’s current situation.


    However, he was much calmer now than he was before. He remained at the hidden corner and observed each and every citizen present who was causing havoc.


    With his Spirit Abyss realm spiritual cultivation base, he could easily scrutinize a person in detail. The first thing he did was to ascertain whether there were any soul masters amidst the crowd.


    There was not a single soul master to be found among the troublemakers. They were all ordinary people.


    However, he did not give up. Instead, he continued his surveince. After a while, Tang Wulin noticed that there were a few leaders among the citizens who were making a scene.


    Each time the shouting citizens took a breather, the leaders would voice out their protests and set off a new wave of uproars.


    There were sixteen of them. They distributed themselves throughout the area upied by the thousand-strong group. Tang Wulin also noticed that these people wore advanced micromunicators on their ears.


    Tang Wulin was quite familiar with this tool’s value. It was not something an ordinary person could afford or would want to buy.


    When he concluded his findings, they did not mean a thing when viewed individually, but collectively, a number of things could be proven.


    Tang Wulin had no need for detailed evidence.


    He turned around and left. He walked toward the darker areas of the street.


    “Hand over the murderers! Punish the cksmith’s Association!” shouted the citizens at the top of their voices.


    “Bring the president of the cksmith’s Association out here to give us an exnation!”


    “The members of the cksmith’s Association should be sent to the guillotine! You band of evil soul masters should just die...”


    Shouts of curses punctuated the air.


    Suddenly, a figure charged into the crowd quick as lightning. He appeared in an instant. A formless energy was unleashed from his body. Wherever he passed, the crowd was being pushed aside.


    A yellow cloak and a yellow mask. He wore a Tang Sect yellow fighter’s badge on his chest.


    He raised a hand and grabbed someone from the crowd who was shouting for justice to be served to the murderers.


    Shortly after, without waiting for the crowd to react, he suddenly shouted, “There’s nowhere you can run!” Circles of soul rings shone brightly on his body. There were eight rings in total. Two yellows, two purples, and four cks. The extremely domineering aura erupted from his body.


    Gigantic bluish-golden vines which appeared like huge dragons shot out with a whistle. They shot into the skies at first, then they plunged into the crowds. They wrapped themselves firmly around their targets whom they had locked onto earlier.


    The thousand-odd people shrieked hysterically because of the sudden, shocking turn of events.


    “The Tang Sect’s Battle Soul Hall is capturing the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult. There’s no need to be rmed.” A stunning, spiritual force of the Golden Dragon Roar was contained within Tang Wulin’s voice. He managed to suppress the surprised shouts of the crowd in no time.


    The policemen behind the yellow tape ran quickly toward him. When they saw Tang Wulin’s attire, the fighter’s badge on his chest, and the soul rings on his body, they stopped in their tracks abruptly and went no further.