If the regulations were stricter, to say the least, such gangs as the Heroic Society and the Cao Gang wouldn’t be able to so openly transport "live sacrifices" needed for Evil God rituals one after another.
Of course, many matters cannot withstand scrutiny. This thod is certainly not completely reliable, but at least it’s better than nothing.
"Go into the city and ask around for the ’Blood and Fire Platform’, soone will naturally tell you! Don’t judge by how I look; actually, I still hold so sway back ho. Take my letter, and they will arrange things for you. It’s not difficult to secure a place in the Lower District at least." Hong Yan added confidently.
"Blood and Fire Platform..."
Xu Shu silently noted down this na that carried quite a lethal aura, thinking that Hong Yan seed to have a significant background, probably akin to the Gu Family in the D8B3 District, with strong family influence. He thought to himself that he had saved the right person.
He was straightforward and not the least bit embarrassed, accepting this favor with ease and considering it not enough to repay the life-saving grace of Hong Yan.
She was so influential that if he ever got into trouble in the city, he’d probably have to ask her for help as well.
Haha, the grace of saving a life is not sothing that can be so easily repaid!
Xu Shu felt no sha in his intentions to reciprocate the favor, but rather took pride in it.
As for what the Lower District might be, he guessed it should refer to a district within the city and didn’t ask further. Once the train arrived at the station, he bid farewell to Hong Yan, joined his family, and embarked again on the journey ho.
"Safe travels! If I ever destroy the city, I’ll invite you for drinks."
Hong Yan clasped her fists with great bravado, watching her friend board the train, not leaving together.
She still had her own matters to attend to.
Though Xinglong Manor had fallen, it had little to do with her.
The two supervisors of Treasure Mountain were still alive, and she hadn’t had a chance to exact her revenge yet, so she couldn’t just let it go.
"It’s a pity I can’t use the identity of Red Rose anymore, but there are other ways."
"Haha, according to Xu Shu, the people of Treasure Mountain would take the bla to seize territory. I wonder if he’s right?"
"If that’s the case, this place is going to get chaotic. Liu Xia Hui’s Liu Xia Hui, the White Hair Gang of White Hair Village, and the Yellow Wet Society of Yellow Stone Slope, can all be useful."
"The more chaos, the better. When everything’s in turmoil, I’ll get the chance to kill that bastard!"
After leaving the station, Hong Yan mingled into the crowd with a face turning colder, resembling ancient ice, filled with a chilling murderous aura.
As she planned her next steps, in a secluded and uninhabited place, she clicked her index finger, activating the Promotion Drive for a peek, feeling curious about Xu Shu’s alleged reasons for moving.
As the light screen unfolded before her eyes, several high-discussion pinned posts ca into view.
Hong Yan opened a post, glanced at it, and felt shocked and puzzled.
The D8B3 District, which she once ventured to pioneer, was destroyed in a massive explosion. Soone had betrayed the Human Clan, and the insinuating comnts in the comntary section made her feel that a deep secret seed to be hidden here.
However, these only left her confused.
What truly shocked her to the extent of turning pale with beauty was the gold-embroidered words gradually unfolding at the top of the interface, as if an invisible competition was being fervently written:
[Bounteous and colorful words, tears of gratitude, Qingyun talents advancing further!]
[End of the 18th year of the New Calendar, during a great famine, still cannibalism prevails, Gu Pan intervenes at injustice, drawing her blade yet undaunted by an ambush, breaks through the encirclent.]
[The spear strikes like a dragon, humiliating the Demigod’s Spirit, annihilates the vile criminals, performs exorcism, and executes justice, truly a pillar of the Human Clan.]
[Twenty years of sharpening a spear, tested its edge daily, today displaying it for you, with grievances to settle!]
[Qingyun List ranking updated, new crown adorned, glory boundless, hereby encouraged!]
[8th Place: Heroic Grass Python, Gu Pan!]
...
A string of golden words leapt out, directly hitting Hong Yan’s face, causing irregular breathing, shrinking pupils, and slightly open lips, no longer able to close.
Her gaze fixed on a certain phrase, feeling it was so dazzling and glaring, that recalling so previous details now still involuntarily trembled her delicate body, frightened by those overly blatant words.
That phrase was... humiliating the Demigod’s Spirit.
Demigod!
Spirit!
Damn, since when did Xinglong Manor actually have a Demigod’s Spirit?
What is that?
No, never mind what that is, the key point is...
How did he dare!
Hong Yan’s heart emitted an unstoppable lant.
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"Heroic Grass Python..."
"Grass Python..."
"How could you dare!"
"How could you dare!"
"My reputation, sobbing..."
"You can’t do this, you damn well can’t do this, ahhh~"
At the sa ti, outside the border of the D8B4 District, on a clearing amidst dense woods, in a tent hidden away.
A "man" in black clothes and pants, of small stature, let out a cry like a pig being slaughtered, filled with despair.
Several companions from the group, hearing so commotion, crawled out of their tents vigilantly inspecting their surroundings like facing a great enemy.
Finally, their gazes jointly landed on the tent to the west, where they cautiously called out: "Jun Moxiao?"
"What happened?"
A mont later, the tent flap was lifted slightly, a hoarse voice drifting out: "Nothing, I had a nightmare."
"..." Several people couldn’t help the twitch of their lips, exchanging a glance, each returning to their tents for a short rest.
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