pjbooks Chapter 287 The People Who Came to Take Your Lives
Chapter 287 The People Who Came to Take Your Lives
"Their headquarters is inside Mount Fuji, and the entrance is very hidden; there are several of them."
"The total number of people is about three hundred. Also, the Dark Council sent two envoys, one named Byron, who is a vampire, and the other named Vera, who is a witch. They are both quite capable."
"Please be careful when you go there."
"Okay, I understand," Shen Yu said calmly. "Send me the information."
"Okay, okay, I'll send it right away!" Lin Jianguo said hurriedly.
A few seconds after hanging up the phone, Shen Yu's phone vibrated.
A long message arrived, containing detailed intelligence on the Nine Chrysanthemums Faction compiled by Bureau 749.
This includes the headquarters map, personnel composition, known strength, and the numerous crimes committed over the years.
Shen Yu glanced at it.
Over the years, the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect has harmed many people in China.
This is a case that needs to be properly settled.
Shen Yu's eyes turned cold.
The speed increased even further.
……
More than two hours later.
Shen Yu flew across the sea and entered the airspace of Japan.
Beneath my feet, the outline of Mount Fuji became increasingly clear.
The mountaintop was covered in snow, shimmering silver in the sunlight, looking both magnificent and sacred.
But when Shen Yu scanned the area with his divine sense, he detected the strong evil aura and bloody smell deep inside the mountain.
This contrasts sharply with the mountain's appearance.
The headquarters of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect is located below.
Shen Yu sneered.
Nine Chrysanthemum School.
You have committed evil deeds in China for so many years.
Today is your retribution.
With a swift movement, Shen Yu flew towards the mountainside of Mount Fuji.
Halfway up Mount Fuji, in a secluded mountain valley.
Beneath the thick snow lay a dark cave.
The cave entrance was well concealed by vines and snow, so that ordinary people could not find it even if they passed by.
This is the main entrance to the headquarters of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect.
Beside the cave entrance, two gatekeepers dressed in black ninja outfits were huddled in the snow, standing guard.
The cold wind howled, making them shiver.
"Damn it, this weather is freezing!" A disciple rubbed his hands together and cursed. "The ceremony is about to start, and they still make us stand guard here."
"Be content," another disciple said. "The fact that we're guarding the entrance means they trust us."
"Once the Patriarch returns to his position, we elders will surely receive his rewards. Our strength will increase greatly then, so why would we be afraid of this cold?"
"Hehe, that's true." The first disciple laughed, his face full of anticipation. "When our patriarch returns, our Nine Chrysanthemum Sect will be truly formidable."
"At that time, the entire Japan will have to be subservient to us."
"I heard that even the Dark Council of Europe has sent people to cooperate with us!"
"That's right! Our ancestor was a terrestrial immortal! The Dark Council is nothing but a fart!"
The two disciples became more and more excited as they talked, as if they could already see the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect dominating the world.
Just then.
A figure slowly descended from the distant sky.
I stood on the snow in front of the cave entrance.
He was a young Chinese man, dressed in black casual wear, with handsome features and an ethereal air.
I wasn't even wearing a thick coat, but standing in the freezing cold, I didn't feel cold at all.
It was Shen Yu.
The two gatekeepers were taken aback.
Who is this person?
How did you get through it?
Did it fly down from the sky?
No, they must have seen it wrong.
How could a person possibly fly?
They were probably tourists who climbed down from above.
"Hey! Who are you?" A disciple stepped forward, drew his katana, and shouted, "This is forbidden territory, get out of here!"
Shen Yu glanced at him, his gaze as indifferent as if he were looking at a roadside stone.
"Is the entrance to the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect right here?" Shen Yu asked calmly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the two of them.
Ok?
The disciple was taken aback.
Does this person know about the Nine Chrysanthemum School?
Can they also speak Japanese?
No, they were speaking Mandarin.
"Who exactly are you?" The disciple's face darkened, and he gripped his katana tighter. "How do you know about the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect?"
"The people who have come to take your lives," Shen Yu said calmly.
His tone was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"Baka!" the disciple roared in fury. "You're asking for death!"
He had been with the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect for so many years, and no one had ever dared to say such a thing at the sect's gate.
How dare a Chinese person act so wildly?
The disciple shouted and swung his katana at Shen Yu.
The blade flashed sharply, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind.
He was an outer disciple of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect, and had practiced swordsmanship for over ten years. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was considered a master.
If this blade were to strike, an ordinary person would undoubtedly die.
Shen Yu stood still, without moving an inch.
Just as the katana was about to strike his head.
An invisible barrier of spiritual energy suddenly appeared in front of him.
"clang!"
The samurai sword struck the barrier, producing a crisp, metallic clang.
The disciple felt a tremendous force, his tiger's mouth cracked open, and his samurai sword flew out of his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy barrier trembled slightly.
"Bang!"
The disciple was sent flying backward as if hit by a truck, crashing heavily into the mountainside behind him.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his head lolled to the side, and he died on the spot.
The other disciple was terrified.
What happened?
This person didn't even make a move, yet their companion was sent flying?
witchcraft?
Or is it some kind of ninjutsu?
"You... who exactly are you?" The disciple was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, his hands trembling so much that he could no longer hold his knife.
Shen Yu ignored him.
They took a step and walked towards the cave.
"Stop! Don't go in!" The disciple gritted his teeth, and thinking of his fellow disciples, the sect leader, and the elders inside, his courage grew a little stronger.
This is the headquarters of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect!
Even if this person has some evil magic, how could he possibly oppose the entire Nine Chrysanthemum Sect?
The disciple raised his knife and charged forward, howling.
Shen Yu didn't stop walking.
With a casual wave of his hand.
A faint burst of spiritual energy was released.
"Bang!"
again.
The two gatekeepers were dealt with in less than ten seconds.
Shen Yu entered the cave.
The cave was deep and winding, with a ghostly green lamp hanging at intervals on the walls.
It's eerie.
After walking for about a few hundred meters, the view suddenly opened up before us.
A large section of the mountain's interior was hollowed out, creating a huge underground space.
The black shrine buildings are scattered in a well-organized manner.
In the center of the square, the ten-zhang-tall blood-red altar stood out conspicuously.
The air was thick with the stench of blood and a chilling atmosphere.
If an ordinary person came in, they would probably get sick in no time.
"Who goes there?!"
Several patrolling disciples spotted Shen Yu at the edge of the square, shouted loudly, and rushed over.
There were five people in total, all carrying samurai swords, and they looked wary.
Shen Yu continued walking forward without stopping.
"Stop! If you take another step, we won't be polite!" the leading disciple shouted, while taking out a talisman.