A group of people alighted from the train, following the tall, upright figure of Yang Zicang ahead. They walked from the ground littered with all kinds of swords, knives, even forks and cleavers, towards the bloodstains gradually extending out of the house.
On the square outside, the frightened crowd of thousands had already turned their gaze to the exploded house, from which at least thirty people of various skin tones and attire had emerged, to their surprise.
The dark, shadowlike suspended subway slowly slid sideways and forward, blocking the direction in which the bloodstains were extending.
Upon seeing the grim train approach, the people over there quickly scattered like a swarm of bees.
……
–He’s still invisible,- Captain Qin said softly to Wang Gongzi from behind the silhouette.
Xiao Yushan followed beside the crowd, his heart pounding like a drum. The few people accompanying him felt much the same.
Yang Zicang’s spear tip dragged along the ground, tracing a winding trail through the bloodstain.
–I’ll give you a choice.-
As he walked, he said coldly, –Tell me the whereabouts of your remaining people, and I’ll give you a quick death.-
The bloodstain paused, then after two or three seconds, it turned and went the other way.
Boboli walked out from the crowd, expressionless.
He first looked at Yang Zicang, then turned to look at Morri, a deep disappointment showing on his face.
The curly-haired boy’s chest manifested a thin triangular line that slowly rotated and then instantly expanded outward. People for dozens of miles around all heard a telepathic voice of financing.
{I am Nuens Bob Poly of the Puming Group. I hereby issue a kill order against the Shi Qian team.}
The light flashed and vanished. The gazes of everyone around shifted over, and then the light on the boy’s chest flickered again.
{The Shi Qian team, using the Chronos transfer ability to deceive others out of their Moxel, is guilty of heinous crimes. Anyone who takes a member’s head will be rewarded: five thousand Chronos for an ordinary member, and one copy of the –Secret Technique Leveling Contract- for the team leader.}
Then a radiant sheet of energy-formed paper appeared in his hand.
Then another sheet emerged.
Immediately after, lines converged again, rapidly forming the image of a new sheet.
Yet another one!
Young Master Wang was already drooling from watching.
The Moxel on the boy’s chest flashed out for the third time.
This time, as soon as the financing request appeared, people for dozens of miles around rushed to connect, all eager to know what had happened—how could Shi Qian steal Moxel? Who are they? Is this real or fake?
Boboly raised the leveling contract in his hand.
{This is the –Secret Technique Leveling Contract- provided by our Puming Group.}
–Leveling contract?-
–What is that?-
Amid the confusion, everyone linked to Moxel saw the information contained in those radiant sheets naturally appearing in the hand of this naturally curly-haired boy.
–Training Contract: Frostblade Art, 87 years of cultivation experience, 100% completion-
–Training Contract: Blaze Sword Way, Lucid Sense, 103 years of cultivation experience, 100% completion-
–Training Contract: Thousand-Fist Art, Lucid Sense, Chime Night, 97 years of cultivation experience, 100% completion-
Boom! The financing Moxel exploded. Countless voices erupted, all filled with shock and exclamation.
{Is that a skill book?!}
{Training contracts? Has someone practiced these skills for over ninety years and then directly transferred the martial arts experience to us?}
{Ahhh, so this is their secret! Oh my god, Yang Zicang is part of a team like this!}
The crowd went wild with uproar!
–What secret technique is Lucid Sense? Two of the books have it?-
–Did you notice? The years associated with this secret technique are all around a century!-
–Then what does Chime Night mean?-
Chronos investments surged like a waterfall, but were instantly cut off by the youth.
Yet in just under ten seconds, Boboli gained thousands of Chronos, all invested by those people in amounts like 1R, 10R, 1Y, and so on. Everyone was afraid of sending him off instantly, so they chose restraint, but all wanted to establish contact with him.
–Holy crap, so it’s this!- Captain Qin grabbed Brother Wang beside him. –Bro, bro, aren’t you going to tell me?-
Prince Wang averted his eyes guiltily: –It was too urgent back then—I was thinking we could have a proper chat with Brother Morri in the private room during the meal.-
–Are you sure about that, Brother Wang!-
–I know, but I didn’t get a chance to tell you.-
At this moment, Qin Wenkang’s skin was burning all over.
Earlier, when they heard they were going to rescue Yang Zicang, the other twenty or thirty people who had been brought along were utterly dumbfounded—someone was actually targeting Yang Zicang? But after following Morri over here, they realized just how dangerous and terrifying this whole thing was.
Someone could actually steal the halo from their chest! Without that thing, anyone from Earth would instantly fall into the abyss in this world.
Hearing Prince Wang’s evasive words, Captain Qin had no mood to dwell on them. His mind was now completely occupied with how to wipe out the Shi Qian group!
The twenty or thirty people around him were all abuzz with excitement; many wanted to contact their teammates but couldn’t connect to Hub Town.
–My god!- said a man gripping a soup spoon, his face red. –If Boss Meng doesn’t come to see this himself, he’s really missing out!-
–This… this thing isn’t…- Xiao Yushan, holding his sword hilt, also froze, his face full of disbelief.
The red-haired youth beside Xiao Yushan looked at him:
–Brother Shan, that Blaze Sword Way—isn’t that the secret technique we obtained?-
–Yeah, I’ve studied it. The sword techniques are simple, and learning them only gets you to an intermediate level of swordsmanship, unless you can produce flames. But to activate the fire element… ordinary people without twenty or thirty years of training simply can’t do it… He, and they, however…-
The red-haired man swallowed hard.
–They actually turned such a difficult book into a secret skill manual that can be learned directly!-
–So terrifying. This is… the team behind Yang Zicang. Was it Yang Zicang who did this?-
Xiao Yushan wildly ran his fingers through his hair backwards.
–Alexander Morri is actually Yang Zicang’s team leader…-
They finally understood why Morri could live in the wealthy district.
No, even that place was too low-key for him! Alexander could have lived somewhere better; he could have eaten three lavish meals a day at a place like Zhenxiufang, worn any clothes he desired, but he didn’t.
He just maintained the same standard of living as an ordinary person on Earth.
–It’s a pity the brothers didn’t come along to see.-
Captain Qin let out a sigh. He could no longer contact anyone outside the Lost Frequency Land. But now, he stuck close to Wang Gongzi and Morri. As long as he stayed by their side, he was sure to find an opportunity to speak with Morri.
Boboli glanced at the now electrified crowd, then turned to meet Yang Zicang’s questioning gaze—one that carried slight confusion but no reproach.
Boboli looked at the bloodstains on the ground and said,
–I don’t need his choice.-
The youth indifferently lifted a scroll containing three secret techniques, drawing countless fervent gazes.
Boboli said to the bloodstain on the ground, –This reward belongs to him.-
The crowd was stunned—this curly-haired youth had placed a huge bet just to deprive Wuying of the option of a –quick death-!
……
Someone hurried over carrying a chair and set it behind Boboli in a fawning manner.
Another person brought a small cabinet to serve as a table, setting it beside him with a glass of water.
Boboli nodded, sat down, and placed the translucent, glowing scroll on it, his gaze never leaving the twisted bloodstain on the ground.
Under the watch of countless eyes, the bloodstain seemed like a headless fly, disoriented and trapped in place.
Waves of folded messages shot through the air. Robin Lo, Zuo Feixian, and the others had already heard the news, and were utterly shocked and furious.
Just then, a special folded message arrived—from a girl at Rose Creek.
{Yang Zicang, Rose Sister asks if you’re hurt. Are you two alright?}
[I’m fine, thank you for your concern, Rose Queen. Sorry about last time; I’ll come apologize when I have time.]
That night, despite snatching many divine stones from the shed areas, everyone already knew what happened afterward.
{Hmph, Rose Sister always says you’re a stinker. Looks like you do know how to admit your mistakes after all.}
At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar—some shuddered with lingering fear, others scratched their heads nervously, lured by the hefty bounty.
–How do we take out this guy who can turn invisible?-
–Dig a pit, pour boiling water!-
One voice had barely finished shouting when another rang out.
–Iron sheets! Use iron boxes!-
–Right, box him in and set fire. Damn it, I was wondering why they kept pulling small-time stunts and playing nice—turns out they were stealing from Moxel.-
Amid the commotion, people with terrified faces were shoved forward.
–This guy is from the Shi Qian crew.-
–No! I don’t know anything! I only know they’re a thieves’ organization.-
Several people were shoved out. Boboli swept his gaze across them and nodded slightly: –Good. Five, seven, thirty-five thousand.-
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Blood splattered, heads rolled to the ground in bunches.
A few faintly glowing iron coins arced through the air and fell to the ground. Dozens of hands scrambled wildly to grab them.
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