pjbooks Chapter 54 The Prelude to the Assassination at Feng Manlou
Chapter 54 The Prelude to the Assassination at Feng Manlou
The luxurious anti-gravity airship tore through the clouds and sped toward the top-tier military guesthouse in the Seventh Security Zone.
Inside the luxurious medical cabin of the airship.
Xiao Chen lay in the life support pod, his right arm tightly wrapped in high-grade repair fluid. The excruciating pain from the comminuted fracture had contorted his once handsome face into a grimace.
"Elder Cangming! I am not reconciled!"
Xiao Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he roared like a mad beast, "That good-for-nothing clearly doesn't even have true qi, how dare he cripple my hand! Are we, the Central Special Mission, just going to swallow this insult?!"
Cang Ming, standing to the side, had a face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.
He glanced through the porthole at Gaowu No.1 Middle School as it receded into the distance, his murky eyes filled with an almost tangible greed!
"Young Master, please calm down."
Cang Ming lowered his voice, his voice, which sounded like a broken bellows, carried a hint of malice.
"I dare say with my life that that kid's strength is definitely only at the Qi and Blood Realm!"
"He was able to cripple you because of a top-tier defensive treasure that can absorb both physical and internal energy damage and reflect it 100%!"
"And the reason he could make me lose my composure in an instant is definitely because of another super-grade magical artifact that can directly interfere with the soul!"
Upon hearing the words "supreme treasure" and "super-grade magical artifact," the resentment in Xiao Chen's eyes instantly froze, replaced by an unprecedented fervor and disbelief.
"Even my Xiao family's treasury doesn't have a treasure of this caliber! How could a country bumpkin like him possibly be worthy of possessing one?!"
"Of course, it was bestowed upon him by that so-called mysterious master behind him."
Cang Ming sneered, his withered hand clenching tightly: "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime!"
"Since the master behind him doesn't dare to show himself and only dares to give his disciple a few magical artifacts for self-defense, it means that master is either not in the Seventh District or is just a figurehead!"
"Young Master, rest assured, I secretly left a mark of true energy on that brat's clothes when I left the training ground!"
"That mark is colorless and odorless. Even a Grandmaster like Su Zhan at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm wouldn't be able to detect it, let alone someone at the Qi and Blood Realm!"
"Tonight, when all is quiet, I will personally follow the markings to find him. Not only will I break that brat's neck to avenge my young master, but I will also seize all the treasures he possesses!"
Upon hearing this perfect assassination plan, the twisted expression on Xiao Chen's face finally relaxed.
He could almost see Lin Yuan desperately begging for mercy in the dead of night, his throat being crushed by Cang Ming.
"Alright! I'll wait for Elder Cangming's good news tonight!"
……
at the same time.
On the large playground of Gaowu No.1 Middle School.
The dust finally settled, revealing a shocking scene of ruins on the stands. Countless teachers and students remained in shock, and school security guards were urgently evacuating the crowd.
"Brother Yuan! Are you...are you alright?!"
Fatty Zhao Hai scrambled to his feet and rushed to Lin Yuan. He felt Lin Yuan's chest all over, as if afraid that Lin Yuan had suffered some internal injury.
"That slap just now really hit you squarely! How did that dog's paw break off by itself?" Zhao Hai asked, his face full of disbelief.
"I'm fine."
Lin Yuan looked at the fat man in front of him who dared to point at the Central Genius and curse him for his sake, a gentle look flashed in his eyes, and he patted him on the shoulder.
"You ran pretty fast just now."
Just then.
A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Su Qinghan, wearing special forces boots, rushed hurriedly to Lin Yuan's side.
hum!
Without any further ado, she raised her hand and activated a small soundproof array, completely enveloping herself, Lin Yuan, and Zhao Hai in a semi-transparent light shield.
After doing all this, Su Qinghan finally breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
She raised her head, her beautiful eyes now gleaming with fervent fervor and awe as she stared intently at Lin Yuan.
"Lin Yuan, you...you better tell me the truth!"
Su Qinghan lowered her voice, her tone filled with barely concealed excitement.
"Was the protective artifact that senior bestowed upon you the one that just broke Xiao Chen's arm?"
"Also, Elder Cangming suddenly misdirected his energy, breaking out in a cold sweat. Could that be another instance of the trump card he left you taking effect?!"
Hearing Su Qinghan's barrage of questions.
Lin Yuan didn't even need to fabricate a reason himself; this military prodigy had already covered everything up for him with her impeccable logic.
Lin Yuan remained calm and did not deny it.
He simply took his hands out of his pockets naturally and nodded slightly.
"My master did leave something on me."
Lin Yuan's voice was as calm as still water, and coupled with his indifferent expression, he pushed the aloofness of a "disciple of a master" to the extreme.
"Master said so."
"There's no need to be polite to those rabid dogs that like to bite people indiscriminately."
Hearing Lin Yuan admit it himself.
Su Qinghan was so excited she almost jumped up!
Just as she suspected! Her deduction was absolutely correct! That senior's protectiveness was beyond everyone's imagination! She actually gave such a treasure, which could even intimidate a late-stage Zhenjiang general, to her disciple for self-defense!
Zhao Hai, who was standing to the side, was confused, but he roughly understood one thing: his brother had now latched onto a powerful and influential figure!
"Very good!"
Su Qinghan took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement, and solemnly said to Lin Yuan:
"Lin Yuan, the special mission suffered a major loss this time and will definitely not let it go easily. But don't worry, this is the Seventh District, and the military will absolutely use the highest level of security to protect you and Xiaoya's safety 24 hours a day!"
"Need not."
Lin Yuan refused outright, a dark, cold light flashing in his deep eyes.
"I appreciate the military's good intentions, but Master doesn't like having too many small fry around."
more importantly.
The moment Cang Ming left, Lin Yuan's five senses clearly detected the faint fluctuation of true energy clinging to the hem of his old school uniform.
That's a tracking marker!
Cang Ming thought he had done it flawlessly, but little did he know that under the ultimate microscopic perception compressed 290,000 times, the mark was as dazzling as a searchlight in the dark.
Lin Yuan not only did not erase the mark, but deliberately wrapped it with his qi and blood to prevent it from dissipating.
"Since the prey has already placed its bet."
"Tonight, it's time to close the net."
Lin Yuan let out a violent, cold laugh that only he could hear.
They want to steal his nonexistent treasure?
well.
He just happens to lack a high-level sacrifice to unlock the absolute threshold of [300,000 times]!
……
at the same time.
Deep within the Seventh Safe Zone lies the Seventh Branch of the Dark Spirit Society, the Crimson Palace.
Less than twenty-four hours had passed since the cult leader issued the order for "complete hibernation".
Rumble—!!!!!!!!!
A terrifying crimson pressure, more than ten times more violent than before, erupted suddenly from the deepest secluded cultivation room in the underground palace, like a Category 12 hurricane!
Click! Click! Click!
The altar in the center of the hall, made of countless white bones, cracked inch by inch under the crushing pressure of this terrifying force, and finally collapsed with a crash, turning into a pile of bone dust!
Those evil cultivators who were patrolling inside the underground palace were all instantly pressed to the ground by this tangible spiritual pressure, bleeding from their seven orifices, their eyes filled with endless fear!
boom!
The massive, blood-red gate was kicked apart from the inside!
Amidst the billowing dust.
The Dark Spirit Society leader, with his emaciated figure, slowly stepped out, like a true Asura crawling out of the netherworld.
His sparse white hair danced wildly behind his head, and his originally dark purple pupils now faintly shone with a pure dark gold color!
The true meaning of martial arts!
This is a terrifying phenomenon that only an extremely powerful being who has reached the peak of the Town General level and touched the threshold of the Commander level can condense!
"Welcome back, Master!"
"Congratulations, Master, on mastering your divine skills and reaching the peak of the Town General realm!!!"
Despite their excruciating pain, all the surviving elders and deacons of the Dark Spirit Society kowtowed and prostrated themselves in a frenzy, their voices filled with extreme fanaticism and reverence.
The cult leader stood with his hands behind his back, feeling the terrifying, inexhaustible power within his body, which was like a vast ocean, and let out a hoarse, maniacal laugh.
"Hahaha! Peak of the Town General! I have finally taken this step!"
His gaze swept across the entire area like a sharp sword, finally settling on the ruins of white bones scattered on the ground.
Previously, out of fear of that "ancient body cultivator," he chose to swallow his anger and go into seclusion.
But things are different now!
He has broken through to the peak of the Town General realm and condensed a martial arts essence barrier!
Within this barrier, he is an absolute god!
Even if the other party is really some kind of ancient body cultivator, as long as they haven't reached the Commander Realm, he is absolutely confident that he can suppress them, and even dismember their monstrous body to refine the Supreme Blood Pill!
"Issue my supreme decree!"
The cult leader's voice was like the coldest ice in the underworld, exuding unprecedented cruelty and confidence.
"Activate all underground surveillance devices in Zone Seven immediately!"
"Keep a close eye on that disciple named Lin Yuan!"
"If that 'Eight-Armed Body Cultivator' dares to show himself again, I will personally take action, skin him alive, tear out his tendons, and use his flesh and blood to appease the fallen heroes of my Dark Spirit Society!"
An even more terrifying bloodbath.
The turbulent seventh safe zone has now fully commenced.
A storm is brewing, and the wind fills the tower.