Chapter 231
“Buddha,” a monk rushed in, lowering his voice. “As you requested, we checked the treasury, and we’ve lost something too!”
“What did we lose?” The heart of Monk Fenye tightened.
“The Nuwa Soil and the Nine-turn Spirit Orchid… along with a few relics and spirit crystals.”
“What?!” Monk Fenye’s face flushed, his hand trembling around the prayer beads. He stammered, “Investigate! Have them investigate! Use all our resources! Those are Nuwa Soil and the Nine-turn Spirit Orchid! The thief must still be within the Holy Land; we must dig three feet into the ground to find this little thief!”
Several elders of the Holy Land trembled as they went to investigate.
Monk Fenye clutched the prayer beads, his mind racing with unease.
Could it be that the thief of the Yaochi Holy Land and the thief of the Fenjing Holy Land are the same person?
He didn’t know much about the Yaochi Holy Land.
But the Fenjing Holy Land was indeed a place where not even a fly could enter.
“I can’t let this go on. I need to move the items in the treasury, better to store them in separate places, just in case.”
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Meanwhile.
At the site where the Sword Pavilion once stood.
The mountains had transformed into a valley.
Only a stone tablet, once a guidepost for the Sword Pavilion, remained at the foot of the mountain, a testament to its past existence.
A torrential rain fell, accompanied by a biting chill.
A female cultivator in a moon-white dress knelt before the stone tablet of the Sword Pavilion. The hem of her dress was soaked with mud, losing its usual dignified appearance.
Yun Suxin was missing.
Yun Baiyu had turned gray overnight.
She was at her wit's end; the only person she could turn to for help was Chen Huai'an.
But the Sword Pavilion was already deserted, and even the mountain had vanished. With her low cultivation, where could she search for the Sword Pavilion and Chen Huai'an?
She could only hope that some disciples of the Sword Pavilion would secretly return to check.
“Valley Master, you’re still injured. You should return to Lingxi Valley to recuperate,” a disciple from Lingxi Valley pleaded, her voice choked with tears from the bamboo grove behind her.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Yun Baiyu fixed her gaze on the stone tablet of the Sword Pavilion.
She had to save her daughter.
Even if her injuries flared up and she died before the stone tablet.
It would still show the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion her sincerity.
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Chapter 248: Waiting for Them to Come Out (Yao Jun +1)
“Captain Zhao, we want the Bone Porcelain Woman for your own good. Not to mention her significant research value, her danger is evident. If she goes out of control, won’t your C Province Demon-Slaying Division be wiped out? We feel the pain too!”
Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan glared at the seemingly kind old man in front of them, whose words were utterly shameless.
To contain the Bone Porcelain Woman, their C Province Demon-Slaying Division had gone through a perilous battle.
KSC-01 and KSC-02 had worked tirelessly, battling the Bone Porcelain Woman for three hundred rounds.
If it weren’t for them exhausting her powers, the containment team wouldn’t have had a chance to use their containment tools.
They couldn’t even get close to the Bone Porcelain Woman, let alone contain her.
Yet, while they were fighting, these people didn’t show up, and now they were here to reap the rewards.
The man before them was named Wang Rui, the head of the Wang family and a member of the headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division.
He had conveniently been absent during the massacre at the headquarters, and after it began, he had been calling for support from various provinces. According to the long-standing rules of the Demon-Slaying Division, even those who came to assist would have their containment tools allocated to the branch with the highest contribution, rather than being claimed by the headquarters based on the area of the disaster.
“Ying Jie, we should have listened to the governor and not waded into this mess!” Xiang Xiaoyuan pouted, her chest heaving with anger.
“Senior Wang, since we have the ability to contain the Bone Porcelain Woman, we can ensure she won’t go out of control. Even if she does, our C Province Demon-Slaying Division can deploy KSC-0 to suppress her. KSC-01 and KSC-02 are currently under KSC-0’s command.”
Zhao Ying refrained from revealing that KSC-0 was Chen Huai'an.
After all, their governor was technically a registered containment object, which was quite absurd.
For now, she was just using a tiger’s skin to scare Wang Rui.
“KSC-0, the Tyrant, is it?” Wang Rui, who was aware of some secret files, shook his head and scoffed. “The Bone Porcelain Woman is rated at least as King-level, while your Demon-Slaying Division’s Object 0 is rated as Handsome-level. You think it’s funny to use a Handsome-level to suppress a King-level? On the contrary, I have the ability to suppress King-level beings in my Wang family.”
“Oh? Is that so?”
Chen Huai'an pushed open the conference room door and walked in.
He fixed a cold smile on Wang Rui. “Mr. Wang, can you take responsibility for what you just said?”
“Who are you?” Wang Rui frowned, clearly displeased at being interrupted.
Especially by a young man who was strikingly handsome.
“I am Chen Huai'an, the governor of the C Province Demon-Slaying Division.” Chen Huai'an shrugged off his trench coat and tossed it to Lin Lingling behind him. He gestured to Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan, indicating, “Since Mr. Wang claims to have a way to suppress this containment object, why don’t you release it?”
Upon entering, he had already seen the Strawberry Bear and the Shrimp King.
They had reportedly been beaten up, but in reality, they were unharmed, merely suppressed by a force.
This force came from a figure in black behind Wang Rui, cloaked in a dark robe, holding an ancient array plate that exuded an aura of ancient authority, which was precisely what kept the Strawberry Bear and the Shrimp King immobilized.
Wang Rui’s expression shifted slightly at Chen Huai'an’s words, and he tapped his fingers on the desk. “Governor Chen, now that we’ve contained this evil spirit, we shouldn’t release it. What if it causes casualties? That would be a sin!”
Seeing Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan hesitating while guarding the blood porcelain bottle, Chen Huai'an walked straight to the bottle, brushed his fingers over it, and secretly dripped a drop of demon blood from Da Ha into it, then tossed the blood porcelain bottle in front of Wang Rui.
“Mr. Wang, you’re joking. Our C Province Demon-Slaying Division doesn’t have the ability to suppress such an evil spirit, so we won’t argue with you.”
With that, Chen Huai'an turned to all personnel of the C Province Demon-Slaying Division and waved his hand, coldly snorting, “Everyone, fall back!”
He dragged the Strawberry Bear with his left hand and hoisted the Shrimp King with his right, leading the way out.
Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan, though reluctant, followed behind since the governor had spoken.
When they emerged, they found that Chen Huai'an hadn’t left; instead, he was chatting and laughing with KSC-01 and KSC-02.
“The governor really gets along well with those two containment objects,” Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Who would’ve thought? Only the governor could pull that off,” Zhao Ying sighed, feeling relieved.
Though they had lost a key containment object, at least no one was injured.
Wasn’t that a good thing for everyone in the C Province Demon-Slaying Division?
As they approached, they could hear Chen Huai'an cheerfully saying, “Damn it, you two useless fools! You can’t even handle this little matter? From today on, you’ll stand while you sleep!”
Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at Zhao Ying: “…”
“Governor, aren’t we going back?”
Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan looked around, not seeing any extra helicopters.
Even the helicopter that had brought Chen Huai'an had already left.
“Why go back? Fuel costs a fortune. We’ll just wait out here.”
Chen Huai'an stuffed his hands into his pockets, gesturing for Lin Lingling to help him put on his black trench coat.
“Governor, want a smoke?” Lin Lingling pulled out a cigarette.
“Where did you get that?” Chen Huai'an frowned. “Minors aren’t allowed to smoke!”
“I just swiped it from the conference table,” Lin Lingling stuck out her tongue.
“Governor, what are we waiting for? Waiting for a car?” Xiang Xiaoyuan still hadn’t grasped what Chen Huai'an meant.
“What car?” Chen Huai'an snatched the cigarette from Lin Lingling’s hand and tossed it to the ground, forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “We’re waiting for them to come out and beg us.”
“Waiting for them to come out and beg us???” Xiang Xiaoyuan was even more confused.
“Exactly, just wait.”
Chen Huai'an gazed at the headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
Only he knew that the Bone Porcelain Woman had willingly allowed herself to be contained.
Otherwise, with just the Strawberry Bear and the Shrimp King, they wouldn’t stand a chance against her, even if they fought for three days and nights.
From start to finish, it was a play with a script only he knew.
…
Inside the headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division.
Wang Rui looked at the blood porcelain bottle trembling on the table, glowing with a crimson light, his face filled with fear.
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