Chapter 194: 109 The Seventh Core? Fist Eye! (6.2k)_4 Chapter 194: 109 The Seventh Core? Fist Eye! (6.2k)_4 “Fear itself has co to find you.”
His eyes fixed on Bai Xiao, his calm pupils black as ink.
For so reason, Wu Binghe spoke with a heavy heart.
Between his words, there seed to be a hint of inexplicable regret.
The two conversed further, and after a mont:
“Senior brother, the totem statue I encountered last night had a purple gem on its chest. Do you know if it serves any unique purpose?” Bai Xiao asked, recalling the event.
“That is the Fear Core. Only certain special entities possess such a thing. The Fear Core can be directly transford by the inscription into a large amount of Black Qi Sword Patterns, or you might trade the Fear Core with certain special entities in a Fear Nightmare for an unexpected outco. Of course, there’s also a significant chance that it might attract their greedy attacks…”
“It’s all down to luck.”
Wu Binghe replied.
“A large amount of Black Qi Sword Patterns?”
Bai Xiao pondered carefully.
Honestly, he was indeed quite hung up on that Divine Ghost Six Desires Secret; the na was just too imposing and powerful. Although there was only one page, Bai Xiao always felt he could gain so unexpected benefits from it. After last night’s Fear Nightmare, Bai Xiao had acquired so more Black Qi Sword Patterns, about ten in total. Together with the previous ones, only one-fifth of the content had been revealed.
At this rate, wouldn’t he have to endure eight more nightmares!?
This was clearly too long a ti.
Unless…
The next nightmare would yield a large number of Black Qi Sword Patterns for Bai Xiao.
After a chat, the conversation neared its end.
Wu Binghe looked at Bai Xiao and slowly began speaking.
“Bai Xiao, the project I am working on is crucial. It might concern whether the two of us can completely break free from Fear Nightmares and solve the problem once and for all. However, I have sothing else to take care of lately, so I can’t devote all my attention to the research. Could you help take care of my lab? It contains all my research records and results.”
Bai Xiao nodded, “No problem.”
“Good. I’ll send you the address after a while. I appreciate your help in looking after it for …” Wu Binghe said with a light smile.
Monts later, the chat ended.
Bai Xiao entered the Boxing Manual Visualization Room and began the Fierce Bird Boxing Manual Visualization.
He almost nailed the twelfth movent.
Today’s session should be enough.
In the dim room, thousands of luminescent patterns intertwined before him like a mass of snakes mating in a swamp, wildly dancing around. A vast amount of core information, like a flood breaking through a dam, rushed into Bai Xiao’s eyes relentlessly.
More and more changes, more and more secretive combinations.
At one mont, sothing unexpected occurred!
…
At the sa ti, in Huaisui City, at an Earth Real Estate Branch.
This was the tenth floor of an office building.
Originally belonging to the general manager’s office.
In front of the black desk, a middle-aged figure in a suit studied the teacup in his hands. The surface of the cup, like celadon, bore delicate patterns, reflecting a soft luster in the sunlight.
This exquisite teacup must have been expensive.
“Knock, knock, knock…”
Suddenly, a knocking sound ca from the outside.
“Co in.”
The middle-aged man looked up, revealing a sowhat cold face.
Click, the door opened.
A male secretary ca in and hurriedly reported, “Chairman, after contacting Chuyun Pavilion, I finally got so fragnted information. However, it seems to be unreliable, not necessarily connected…”
“Speak.”
The man’s eyes were downcast, his gaze dark and deep.
“On the day Mr. Chu was murdered, soone saw Wei Dong, who had a major feud with Mr. Chu, arriving at Cuiyun Pavilion. Moreover, at the ti of the incident, Wei Dong seed to have inford the friends who were supposed to co to Chuyun Pavilion for a gathering, telling them not to co and changing the eting ti…”
“Chairman, do you think…”
“Could Wei Dong possibly know sothing?”
The secretary stood straight beside the desk as he spoke.
On the large, hard chair:
The middle-aged man remained silent, pondering for a mont. He lifted the teacup and drank the tea made from top-grade leaves in one gulp.
Suddenly, he stood up with a swish.
“Wei Nan… Wei Dong…”
He murmured to himself, his voice gradually turning sinister.
“You’d better not be connected to my son’s death in any way…”
“Otherwise, heh heh!”
Chu Peng let out a cold laugh, his entire deanor like a venomous snake.
“Capture Wei Dong, and I’ll personally interrogate him!”
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