Chapter 1 Is He Dead Just Like That?

Was a perfectly fine person just dead like that? And in such a bizarre and terrifying way? Zhang Yuanqing stood there in stunned silence, his mind struggling to process what he had just witnessed. Fu Qingyang, however, remained calm and collected, retrieving his access card to unlock the iron gate. His voice was steady as he said, "Go and see if there's any residual spirit body."

"Okay, okay," Zhang Yuanqing replied, snapping out of his shock. He suppressed the horror in his heart and strode into the cell, stopping at the bedside. A thick, black 'liquid' welled up in his eyes, covering the whites as he surveyed the surroundings. After a moment, he shook his head. "No spirit body left behind. Chi Yue'an's soul has scattered completely. He's dead and gone." As he spoke, the energy receded from his eye sockets, and his eyes returned to normal.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment. "A Wu Gu Master's curse assassination technique, killing a Saint-level cultivator from afar. The caster is of a very high level and must have possessed Chi Yue'an's *bazi* (八字, Eight Characters of Birth), blood, flesh, hair, or other items containing DNA information."

"A Wu Gu Master's curse assassination technique... is Chi Yue'an's organization the Spirit Association? No, if that were the case, they would have been exposed during the general physical examination. The one who knows the curse assassination technique is not necessarily a Wu Gu Master, and it is also possible to use props," Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "Is the curse assassination technique a curse? Is it a Saint-level skill of the Wu Gu Master?" Speaking of the Wu Gu Master profession, he was no stranger to it. From 'Heaven is Unfair' to Black Impermanence, to the Boss in Yin Yang Town, they were all Wu Gu Masters. But this kind of remote curse killing ability was the first time he had seen it, and he felt a little horrified.

Fu Qingyang slowly packed up the wooden shackles and fetters and said: "Curse assassination is a kind of curse. In a sense, this is the real curse, the real witchcraft. Among the three evil professions, the characteristic of Wu Gu Masters is insidious. Many times, they will not face the enemy head-on, but instead poison them, or find opportunities to collect the target's information, such as *bazi*, DNA, photos, etc., and then set up an altar to perform rituals, and remotely curse and reduce fortune. Among them, DNA is very important. Once obtained by a Wu Gu Master, death is almost certain! Only a few abilities can resolve it."

So, I have never really seen a real Wu Gu Master. I must be careful to preserve my DNA in the future. I can't touch women of unknown origin. DNA is not just cell tissue... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and turned his attention back to the matter at hand, annoyed. "I knew I should have just killed her and questioned her spirit."

"There's no need to regret what has already happened. The other party's choice to kill and silence the victim is, in fact, an admission of guilt," Fu Qingyang said. He always maintained an unflappable demeanor, unshaken by any crisis, and possessed unwavering confidence in everything.

"So it really is Chi Yue'an's ex-wife," Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.

Fu Qingyang gave an 'hmm' and said: "It's highly likely, but Chi Yue'an is dead, so it is considered that there is no proof of death. She is not a member of the Five Elements Alliance, so there is no way to force a general physical examination. There is nothing we can do with her for the time being." He turned his head to look at his confidant and sighed softly: "I heard that Aunt Zhu is very vindictive. You harmed her ex-husband and cut off her financial path. It is hard to guarantee that she will not retaliate against you. However, I think you already have too many debts to worry about."

Zhang Yuanqing thought of Chi Yue'an's tragic death and was shocked: "Centurion, the powerful enemies and forces that I have provoked are all for our organization. The organization should be responsible for me, not ridicule me."

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "Curse assassination requires a medium. Pay attention to cleaning up your DNA. There is nothing to be afraid of. It is impossible for her to come to your door and ask you for hair, right?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I'm just afraid that old aunt will seduce me."

Fu Qingyang thought for a while and said, "I will warn her. This case is not over yet, and we will have a chance to settle the score with her in the future. We also need to confirm, in case it is not her."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded. As long as the suspect was identified, they could settle the score in the future. This is what is called: justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Fu Qingyang raised his left hand, looked at his watch and said, "Go find Guan Ya, the guest I have invited will arrive in ten minutes."

The martial arts training room on the west side of the villa's first floor.

Guan Ya was wearing loose-fitting practice clothes, stretching her legs by the window, and Zhang Yuanqing was also stretching a few meters away.

Although Fu Qingyang would warn Aunt Zhu, the other party might not swallow her anger. Curse assassination is difficult to defend against. As long as I am careless, I may capsize in the gutter. Of course, I also have to avoid the Demon Eye Heavenly King's 'search'. I really hope that the branch leader can solve the radical young man as soon as possible.

If this guy is not eliminated, I can't sleep peacefully.

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his thoughts, turned his head to look at the exquisite and charming mixed-race beauty, and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of practicing fighting today?"

"Old men's charm."

Aren't those Annie and Mr. Bill? Why did they come to Fu's Bay? The guest Fu Qingyang mentioned is them?

fantuantanshu.

Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and quickly lay down by the window to observe carefully.

Guan Ya followed his gaze and saw the two foreigners entering the villa through the landscape trees. She paused slightly on the enchanting Annie and glanced at Yuan Shi, who couldn't wait to dig out his eyeballs and throw them outside.

Guan Ya gritted her teeth, feeling inexplicably irritable. "Stop looking, let's start training." Guan Ya soared into the air, her long and straight legs quickly clamping Zhang Yuanqing.

She twisted her waist in the air, rolling like a crocodile, and slammed Zhang Yuanqing onto the elm floor. "+, you don't have martial ethics!" Zhang Yuanqing was furious.

The two quickly fought, and there was a burst of rapid "slap" sounds in the fighting room.

In the green and colorful courtyard, Bill Tarantino suddenly turned his head and looked to the west side of the villa. "What's wrong?" Annie asked.

Bill Tarantino looked away and smiled: "It seems like someone was watching us just now."

Annie showed a charming smile: "Isn't it normal to be watched? Who can resist my charm."

Bill looked away: "That's true, then beautiful lady, can you use your beauty to seduce the young master of the Fu family and win the greatest benefit for us?"

"Of course!" Annie smiled.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing left the fighting room with a bruised nose and swollen face and entered the adjacent shower room to take a shower.

Really, she didn't use light or heavy moves. I didn't use the Dragon Claw Hand that has been lost in the martial arts world for many years on her. Zhang Yuanqing returned to the living room and looked out the door, and found that the black luxury car was still there.

Then he entered the restaurant to enjoy the food prepared by the bunny girl to replenish his strength.

He cut a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and suddenly thought that Fu Qingyang's family has huge industries abroad. This guy grew up abroad with Guan Ya when he was young.

So it is normal for him to have contact with Spirit Realm cultivators abroad.

Zhang Yuanqing chewed slowly and finished a piece of steak, picked up a bowl full of mashed potatoes, and scooped it up spoon by spoon. The soft and smooth mashed potatoes were mixed with special sauce and pepper, the salty taste was moderate, and the aftertaste was endless.

When he finished the mashed potatoes, there was a sound of footsteps from the direction of the stairs, accompanied by Ling Jun's attentive voice: "Miss Annie, don't be in a hurry to leave. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dinner? Fu Qingyang is a abstinent pervert who doesn't know how to respect women, but I do, Miss Annie, Miss Annie?"

Zhang Yuanqing quickly poked out half of his head and looked out, and saw Mr. Bill and Miss Annie walking out quickly, as if they didn't want to stay for a moment. Ling Jun, wearing flip-flops, followed closely beside him, calling Miss Annie on the left and dinner on the right.

What a licking dog.

Unfortunately, Prince Ling Jun's attentiveness did not get Annie to look at him even once, and he drove away from Fu's Bay in a luxury car. Zhang Yuanqing came out with a greasy sausage and smiled: "Although the foreign horses are of good quality, their temper is too strong and their eyes are too high, and it seems difficult to control. Young Master Ling Jun should continue to drive domestically."

Ling Jun shrugged and lay on the soft sofa: "I don't know if her temper is strong, but her eyesight is indeed high and she doesn't like ordinary Spirit Realm cultivators."

"Ordinary?" Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the sausage: "Didn't you tell her your identity? You are one of the top princes in the mainland."

Ling Jun "haha" twice: "I was teasing her, there are hundreds of charming dry reds in the world that are worth savoring, but the women of the Beauty God Association cannot be touched, they are roses with thorns. Well, you know the Beauty God Association, it is a group of 'lust' professions."

"The same level is not good."

"Are they foreign Spirit Realm cultivators? What are they doing here?" Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to inquire.

"What else can Void professionals do but do business. The Songhai Branch organizes some cost-effective or overstocked props and materials for sale every year. Void professionals are merchants in the Spirit Realm world, and they have a strong obsession with trade. Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce composed of Void professionals has far more inventory than all organizations in the world, and the types are also the richest. As long as you can afford it, props and materials of various professions can be bought from them. In previous years, June and December were transaction days. The elders certainly don't care about these trivial matters, and after Fu Qingyang came, the task of trade was handed over to him. Just now, Annie kept flirting during the negotiation, trying to use her beauty to corrupt our Comrade Fu, which is sinister."

In the future, I can also sell the eliminated and useless props to Mr. Bill, or exchange them for things, which is much more cost-effective than handing them over to the branch. After all, points and merits are useless to me now.

Zhang Yuanqing thought of Annie's angry back as she left: "As a result, the centurion didn't fall for it?"

Ling Jun rolled his eyes: "Not only did he not fall for it, that guy said with a serious face that if this transaction also includes Miss Annie's body, then you have to pay me an extra fee for mental damage."

Zhang Yuanqing silently covered his face.

He found that Fu Qingyang was actually very mean. The longer they got along, the more he would find that under the cold and abstinent appearance was a poisonous tongue soul. He could imagine what happened later without Ling Jun telling him.

"Business is always about bargaining, and they have to come back in a few days. The large number of materials and props in the Songhai Branch are fatally attractive to Void professionals." After Ling Jun finished speaking, he said, "Did you use the long-lost unique skills of the Jianghu on Guan Ya again?"

"No, I didn't do anything this time. She came up and beat me." Zhang Yuanqing said aggrievedly.

Ling Jun had an expression of "I understand" and said earnestly: "Yuan Shi, I have met a lot of beauties in Songhai recently, and I will recommend a few to you later. They are very understanding, very gentle and virtuous, and very charming, as long as you have money."

Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone and said righteously: "I am not that kind of person!"

The next day.

After Zhang Yuanqing had breakfast, he went out with his little aunt. In the car, Jiang Yuer, carrying a small bag, and Zhang Yuanqing, carrying a backpack, stood side by side. The bright and reflective elevator door clearly reflected the figures of the two people.

Jiang Yuer's dress today is very simple, a light yellow short-sleeved shirt, slim-fitting cropped pants, and a pair of white sneakers.

This outfit shows off her figure very well and adds a bit of youthful vitality. Coupled with her sweet and well-behaved face, it seems that she is just a well-developed girl, not a 25-year-old young woman.

Zhang Yuanqing admired the beauty of his little aunt in the "mirror". In addition to being delicate and cute, her facial features also had a jade-like feel to her skin. Looking at this face for a long time, one would suspect that she was a jade beauty.

Different from those so-called rosy faces.

Jiang Yuer looked up at her nephew's head at a forty-five-degree angle, and raised her small hand to gesticulate. "Have you gotten taller?" she said.

After becoming a Spirit Realm cultivator, his body underwent secondary development, and he did grow four or five centimeters taller.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to talk more about this topic, but joked at a forty-five-degree angle downward: "You have also grown up."

Jiang Yuer was furious and waved her hand knife to chop at her nephew's neck: "Bold! You even dare to tease your aunt, what else can't you, this little beast, do."

The two joked for a while until the elevator reached the first floor and opened its doors.

Jiang Yuer immediately returned to her well-behaved and reserved posture, and with the courtesy of several residents in the building outside the elevator, she took her nephew's arm and stepped out of the car.

Outside the building, Zhang Yuanqing got into his little aunt's car and went to Songhai University.

After the Chi Yue'an case was over, he returned to his identity as a college student. He didn't have to go to work during this period. He had to go to class when he had to, and he couldn't just stay idle at home. Grandma was the first to disagree.

The white car arrived at Songhai University and stopped at the school gate. Zhang Yuanqing waved goodbye to his little aunt. Watching his little aunt's car merge into the traffic, he turned around and walked towards the school with his backpack on his back.

Suddenly, his attention was drawn to a figure at the school gate.

It was a young man wearing sportswear, with handsome features, a sports headband wrapped around his forehead, and a smile on his face, a standard sunny handsome guy. The girls entering and leaving the school frequently turned their heads to look at him.

But he turned a blind eye and carefully wielded his broom, sweeping the dust from the school gate.

Demon Eye Heavenly King Zhang Yuanqing clearly felt his heart skip a beat, and then beat violently and quickly.