Chapter 138 Ambush

Everywhere he looked was thick fog. The granular mist moved with the air currents, like flowing streams and dancing veils.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't wander around. He stood cautiously in place.

Li Xianzong summoned this thick fog; was he not planning to give up? The longer he delayed, the smaller the chance of escape. Did this guy have another reliance, or was something wrong with his head...?

Also, although he couldn't contact Fu Qingyang, the Security Department must have reported the matter. It was understandable that the Steward couldn't arrive in a short time, but why couldn't the Dog Elder get here either?

Next time I see him, I'm going to rub his dog head raw…

Just as he was thinking, he heard a gunshot. His heart tightened, and he instinctively dove and rolled.

"Bang, bang…"

Two more gunshots rang out. Zhang Yuanqing felt a pain in his lower abdomen, knowing he had been shot.

Relying on his memory, he rolled all the way to a public seat, using the information desk to block subsequent bullets.

"Da-da-da…"

Footsteps came from the depths of the fog, followed by a casual laugh:

"I have two minutes. Yuanshi Tianzun, if you can last two minutes under my hands, then we'll play again next time. Otherwise, I'll end the trial early today and take your head for a reward."

Arrogant! Zhang Yuanqing was particularly irritable and easily angered. He subconsciously wanted to raise his gun and shoot at the source of the sound, but then he suppressed his temper.

He's provoking me to attack… Zhang Yuanqing recalled the details just now.

When the gunshot rang, he was standing still. If the other party had locked onto him at that time, his head would have exploded.

However, the bullet hit his lower abdomen after he made the rolling motion.

Was it because a moving target was easier to hit than a fixed target? Obviously not. It was because when he was standing still, he hadn't exposed his position. Only when he rolled did he get locked on.

The other party was likely judging my position based on the movement of the fog, Zhang Yuanqing thought. He quietly summoned Little Fool and manipulated him to climb onto the information desk and knock over a potted plant.

"Clang… Bang…"

The sound of the potted plant breaking coincided with the gunshot.

Sure enough, he's relying on the fog's movement to judge my position… At the instant the gunshot rang, Zhang Yuanqing lunged out and shot at the source of the sound.

The slide moved, and the muzzle spat out flames and gunpowder. The bullet traced a faint red trajectory in the thick fog.

The bullet didn't hit the enemy and ricocheted off the walls as a stray bullet.

This is his true shooting level.

Damn it, missed… Zhang Yuanqing rolled continuously, entered stealth, and fled out of the waiting hall.

There's no need to confront this guy head-on. The hostages have been rescued. Running away is the right choice.

I have plenty of companions. Why should I duel with you?

Just as he made a move, the fog surged behind him, like a tide.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuanqing turned around and fired a shot.

The attacker behind him seemed to have anticipated his movements. Before he could turn around and raise his arm, the attacker tilted his head, and the faint red light brushed past his ear.

"You can't escape from my fog…"

The two were close enough that a face with distinct features was visible in the fog: a high nose bridge, eyes as sharp as knives, and a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, both mocking and provocative.

As Zhang Yuanqing saw this face clearly, he also saw strange dark red runes appearing in the other person's eyes.

Bewitchment!

The signature skill of a Bewitchment Adept at the Extraordinary stage. Prolonged bewitchment could lead to the manipulation of others. Short-term bewitchment could cause a mental shock.

Zhang Yuanqing was unmoved. He raised his gun and fired a bullet.

Having learned from his previous battle with Ou Xiangrong, he gave himself a Purification in advance.

A clear look of astonishment appeared on Li Xianzong's face. He showed the reaction speed a Bewitchment Adept should have, leaning back and kicking Zhang Yuanqing's wrist with his right leg. The bullet shot into the ceiling.

The exploding pistol in Zhang Yuanqing's hand flew out, spinning as it fell out of the railing and into the hall on the first floor.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing used the Night Wanderer skill, concealing his form.

At this moment, he saw Li Xianzong raise his gun and point it at him, who had already dodged to the side.

He can see me? He's judging my position based on the fog's movement… Zhang Yuanqing's heart tightened.

Night Wanderer can conceal sound, breath, and heat, but it's not true etherealization. Movement will inevitably create airflow.

In a way, the Bewitchment Adept's ability greatly counters the Night Wanderer's stealth.

Bang, bang!

The bullets hit the ground, cracking the floor tiles. Zhang Yuanqing, dodging the bullets, crouched and circled behind Li Xianzong, closing the distance to deny the other person a chance to shoot.

He held the Demon Subduing Pestle in one hand and the Bloodthirsty Blade in the other. The former stabbed towards the back of his heart, and the latter aimed for his neck.

Li Xianzong's lips curled up. He took a step diagonally to the side and spun around. His right hand flicked, and the silver butterfly knife opened its wings, revealing a dangerous blade.

Li Xianzong swept his hand back, striking the edge of the Bloodthirsty Blade. Ding, sparks flew.

Zhang Yuanqing's hand went numb, and he almost lost his grip on the hilt.

Suddenly, in Zhang Yuanqing's vision, he saw Li Xianzong's leg muscles bulge, and the muscles in his waist and back immediately tightened, unleashing a force from top to bottom.

The Eye of Insight gave him the ability to predict the other person's actions.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed down with his palm.

"Crack!"

A slight sound of bone cracking came. The palm bone was broken by the hard knee.

Zhang Yuanqing staggered back.

The thick fog still blocked some of his vision; otherwise, he could have reacted faster.

Flames erupted from Li Xianzong's knee, burning through his pants and scalding his knee. But he didn't seem to feel any pain and launched his subsequent attack without hesitation.

The butterfly knife either stabbed, flicked, slashed, or pierced, leaving a series of difficult-to-heal bloody wounds on Zhang Yuanqing's body.

At the same time, his free hand and legs were all formidable weapons, forcing Zhang Yuanqing to retreat steadily.

Li Xianzong's close combat ability was several levels higher than Zhang Yuanqing's. His Level 3 physique was also superior to that of a Level 2 Night Wanderer.

If not for the Eye of the Seer granting him the ability to predict and the Thug Gloves granting him agility, Zhang Yuanqing would already be dead.

"Pfft!"

Li Xianzong's knife sliced open Zhang Yuanqing's chest. Blood gushed out. The Bewitchment Adept tasted the blood, his eyes turning bloodshot, and his fighting spirit soaring.

Stomp, stomp, stomp… Zhang Yuanqing gasped for breath as he retreated.

His condition was terrible. He was in excruciating pain, and the unhealing wounds caused him to gradually show signs of blood loss, leading to symptoms like dizziness and weakness.

Clearly, the butterfly knife in Li Xianzong's hand also had a bloodletting effect.

Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet? Is the thick fog hindering them? I can't hold on much longer. Luckily, I didn't use the Heavenly Toad Censer; otherwise, I'd be playing with fire and burning myself… Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition was declining rapidly.

Faced with the enemy's dense and relentless attacks, he didn't even have time to take out the Red Veil. Moreover, summoning the Ghost Bride required two to three seconds of "charging," so it wasn't suitable for this situation.

I must find a way to buy time…

"Not bad, but much weaker than I imagined." Li Xianzong stuck out his tongue, seemingly wanting to lick the blood on the blade, but for some reason, he refrained and grinned:

"There's still one minute left. Don't think reinforcements will come to save you. The thick fog will disorient them, creating a ghost wall effect. No one will come to save a piece of meat on the chopping board like you."

As he spoke, his hands and feet didn't slow down, not giving Zhang Yuanqing a chance to catch his breath. He lunged forward.

Arrogant, my ass! A flash of fire went through Zhang Yuanqing's eyes. He clenched his fists and slammed them together fiercely in front of his chest.

Boom!

Flames and shockwaves rolled and raged in the waiting hall.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were filled with boiling anger. Without stopping, he slammed his fists together again and again.

Boom, boom, boom!

Explosions followed one after another, the force like a tidal wave.

Li Xianzong was stunned by the dense explosions. The shockwave pushed against his chest, throwing him back and forcing him to curl up and give up his attack.

The explosions lasted for more than ten seconds before finally subsiding. Zhang Yuanqing collapsed on the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices. Multiple organs were damaged, but he had finally created an opportunity.

Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the Red Veil.

But at this moment, Zhang Yuanqing coughed violently, coughing up blood and blood from his nose. He was hallucinating. His lungs were burning, and his kidneys were rapidly failing.

He was poisoned.

Curled up on the ground, Li Xianzong laughed, a wild and gleeful laugh that echoed around him. He slowly got up, his lips curving into a smile:

"The Night Wanderer's vitality is indeed powerful. The Gu poison I fed into the blade only took effect after more than a minute. Although Gu Witches are humble and filthy, their methods are indeed effective."

He killed a level 4 Gu Witch, and he has Gu poison… Zhang Yuanqing's vision became increasingly blurred. He couldn't muster strength in his limbs, and his heartbeat was weakening. His heart was filled with despair.

Li Xianzong didn't waste any more words. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and aimed it at Zhang Yuanqing's head:

"Sorry, I'll take your head…"

In the next moment, he lost his sight.

At Li Xianzong's calf, a small spirit was tightly hugging him, swapping his vision.

Little Fool… Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. He hadn't given Little Fool an attack command, partly because he was busy dealing with the enemy and partly because the Thug Gloves had made him reckless and brainless.

But seeing his master in danger, Little Fool acted on his own. Speaking of which, he already has a high level of intelligence.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing's hands trembled, but he managed to put the Red Veil on his head.

"Humph!"

Losing his sight, Li Xianzong didn't panic. He grabbed a foul-smelling coat from his item bar and put it on.

Then, he put his hands together and bowed towards his feet.

Fortune Reduction, Curse!

The Gu Witch's Fortune Reduction and Curse didn't differentiate between physical and spiritual bodies. Although they weren't as effective against spirits as an Illusionist's skills, this Saint-level item could have a good effect against low-level vengeful spirits.

The dirty coat rippled with black light, washing over the spirit at his calf like a tide.

Little Fool screamed, his body rapidly dissipating and becoming turbid, stained with filth, but he wouldn't let go.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds…

Vision was exchanged, and Little Fool persisted to the end, falling to the ground, becoming more and more transparent…

As soon as his vision returned, Li Xianzong looked at Zhang Yuanqing and found that he had covered his head with a red cloth. A terrifying and vast Yin energy descended like a tidal wave.

Li Xianzong's hairs stood on end. The intuition of a Bewitchment Adept began to warn him.

He fired two shots at the enemy's head, not looking at the result, and quickly took out a piece of chalk from his pocket and drew a circle on the ground.

In the next moment, a yellow light enveloped the circle, enveloping him.

Li Xianzong disappeared into the light.

And at this time, Zhang Yuanqing's body was taken over by the Ghost Bride. His arms turned black, his muscles knotted, black veins bulging, and sharp nails popped out of his ten fingers.

But the enemy had already disappeared.

The Ghost Bride couldn't find the enemy and stood there dumbfounded.

Go, go save him… Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.

The Ghost Bride felt his will and slowly walked towards the spirit that was on the verge of dissipating.

Zhang Yuanqing influenced the Ghost Bride, slowly kneeling down, opening his arms, and holding the almost departed spirit in his arms, as if embracing something he had lost and regained.

He merged Little Fool into his body and finally lost consciousness with relief.

…

Fu Family Bay.

At sunset, in a spacious conference hall.

Fu Qingyang's face was as cold as frost as he listened to his subordinates' reports.

Sitting at the conference table were Bai Long, Qing Teng, Teng Yuan, Da Jiba, Quan Wang, and other Kangyang District captains, as well as some important members.

"In this attack on Pingtai Hospital, seven people were killed and twenty-three were slightly injured. The bombs have been dismantled, but they have caused a very bad impact. The matter has now been handed over to the Security Department…"

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Li Dongze briefly skipped over the aftermath. These weren't the responsibility of the Five Elements Alliance. Their main task was to kill the Spiritual Realm walkers who were causing trouble.

"In addition to the instigator, Li Xianzong, escaping, all the other criminals have been killed. Li Xianzong planned this for a long time. He bewitched the Fallen, deepening their belief in mutual destruction, allowing them to launch suicide attacks. Li Xianzong himself had already prepared his escape route…" Li Dongze raised the remote control and turned on the projector.

A photo appeared on the screen, a circle drawn with chalk.

"After on-site reconnaissance, we found Li Xianzong's means of escape. According to the analysis of our colleagues from the Central Court, this should be a tool of the 'Earth Monster' class. Unfortunately, the monitoring was turned off at the time, so we didn't see the specific situation," Li Dongze said.

Ling Jun, who rarely attended meetings, said:

"Fortunately, this kind of attack is difficult to replicate. According to the moral value penalty mechanism, although the people were killed by the Fallen, Li Xianzong bewitched them and will also have a certain amount of moral value deducted. For a long time, he won't dare to play like this."

The moral value mechanism is divided into direct and indirect. Indirect killing is when the Spiritual Realm walker uses his ability to control others to commit crimes. However, compared to direct killing, the moral value deducted indirectly will be less, and it depends on the strength of the control.

For example, directly controlling a "puppet" to kill someone deducts the same moral value as direct killing. However, instigating and encouraging others to commit crimes will be reduced or halved depending on the degree of instigation.

The Spiritual Realm doesn't have bugs. It's like a carefully written program. Any loopholes that people can think of have been anticipated in advance.

At this time, Jiang Jingwei complained, "If the Elder could have arrived in time, the matter would have been resolved long ago."

She said what the captains didn't dare to say.

They knew that Fu Qingyang had encountered an attack from Yi Chuanmei, a female protector of the Nihilist Sect, but they didn't understand why the Dog Elder hadn't arrived for so long.

Fu Qingyang looked around the table and said, "The Dog Elder went to the capital to handle some matters."

To purify the pair of red dancing shoes for Yuanshi Tianzun.

After a brief explanation, he looked at Guan Ya and asked:

Guan Ya's mood was a little low: "I've injected him with the Elixir of Life. His life is not in danger, but he seems a little depressed after waking up."

The captains couldn't help but recall the scene when they found Yuanshi Tianzun. He was kneeling on the ground, holding something in his hands, motionless. His vital signs were already very weak.

When checking his injuries, they found more than a dozen knife wounds, two gunshot wounds, severe blood loss, and organ failure all over his body.

It was hard to imagine what kind of blows he had encountered in a short one or two minutes.

Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, then relaxed and said, "It's already lucky to have survived under Li Xianzong. Yuanshi rose too quickly. Some setbacks won't be bad for him."

After a pause, he added, "No one should go to comfort him."

This would only stimulate his self-esteem.

Fu Qingyang continued:

"Next, your task is to search for Li Xianzong with all your strength in your respective jurisdictions, and warn the subordinates in your teams to be wary of possible attacks."

"You level 3 walkers should not operate alone anymore. Keep your phones open. Yi Chuanmei has been injured by me and won't appear in the short term. Ling Jun and I will be online 24 hours a day."

"As for Yuanshi, let him stay at home these days and not go out."

The evil organization's trial mission is jointly launched by the Spiritual Energy Society, the Soldiers' Sect, and the Nihilist Sect. It's aimed at all evil classes, and anyone can hunt official walkers to earn bounty.

It's just that most of the time, the infighting between small characters is considered a minor matter in the eyes of most people, lacking attention. The duel between geniuses or strong men is the main event.

The captains nodded slightly.

They were experienced official walkers who had experienced many such situations.

Every year in the middle and at the end of the year, evil classes would launch a one-sided hunt against official walkers. Both sides would conduct reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, hunting and counter-hunting, with casualties on both sides.

Overall, the official side still had the advantage. The only headache was that this group of rats in the gutter was good at guerrilla warfare, with erratic whereabouts, making the official walkers very passive. They weren't afraid of them fighting head-on, but they were afraid of them ambushing them.

"Let's end the meeting!" Fu Qingyang looked at the mixed-race beauty, "Guan Ya, stay for a moment."

The crowd withdrew from the conference room, leaving only the cousins in the large room.

"You should be entering the Spiritual Realm soon, right?" Fu Qingyang asked.

"Within half a month," Guan Ya nodded.

Fu Qingyang opened the item bar and grabbed a rifle, about 1.2 meters long. The gun body was black, painted with gilded patterns, and incomparably gorgeous.

He pushed the rifle to Guan Ya: "I remember you applied to the family for this item, but the elders were dissatisfied with your laziness and didn't approve it. From now on, it's yours."

Guan Ya raised an eyebrow: "The elders have agreed?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head:

"This is the reward the family gave me, celebrating my advancement to the Elder Council in advance, as long as I can advance to the Dominator in the mid-year slaughter dungeon. You have deliberately been stuck at Level 2 for a long time. This time in the Spiritual Realm, I hope you can advance to Level 3. This rifle will give you the qualifications to participate in the mid-year dungeon.

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"You can't keep going like this. Yuanshi is already Level 2."

This time, Guan Ya didn't refuse. She looked at the weapon she had wanted for a long time and fell silent.

…

Suburban Songhai, underground bar.

The lights were soft, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke and sweat. Relaxing music played from the sound system.

Although it was a bar, it didn't have dazzling lights and noisy sounds, because this was a black market where evil classes gathered to exchange information, trade, and meet secretly.

Indulging in pleasure was secondary.

The booths were filled with evil classes, about two or thirty people. Some were whispering, some were bargaining, and some were doing indecent acts in public.

Li Xianzong walked down the stairs to the underground bar, sat down next to Tian Lingling, and said, "Give me a bottle of wine, anything will do."

The bartender pushed over a glass of beer.

Li Xianzong gulped it down in one breath and burped comfortably.

"Killing people and drinking wine, the ultimate in life." Tian Lingling patted his back and laughed, "We've all heard about what you did today. You've made a splash as soon as you arrived in Songhai."

Li Xianzong sneered, "I haven't killed Yuanshi Tianzun yet. If you want to celebrate for me, wait until I kill that kid."

Tian Lingling shook his glass of wine, "Have you fought him? What's the kid like? Is he really as strange as the legends say?"

"He's indeed quite strange. He has a Saint-level item. As for the person himself, he's not bad, but it's not difficult to kill him," Li Xianzong said casually.

"It's good that you're confident." Tian Lingling nodded and asked, "What kind of item is it?"

"A piece of tattered cloth, Night Wanderer class. Uncle Tian, do you have any channels to get me an Illusionist item? If I can't counter that item, it'll be difficult to kill him."

Li Xianzong said the purpose of his visit today.

Tian Lingling laughed when he heard this, "You can go to Yi Chuanmei. With your body and appearance, two kidneys will do."

Li Xianzong rolled his eyes.

Tian Lingling stood up, looked at everyone, and said loudly, "Everyone, have you heard about what happened at Pingtai Hospital today? Doesn't it relieve your anger?"

The evil classes all stopped what they were doing and turned to look over here, shouting loudly.

"It does!"

"Isn't it great?"

"It is!"

"Let's welcome the great hero. Free drinks today."

The shouts became more and more intense.

"You're really not afraid of death. You can still get away with it. Well done. I like a madman like you."

"Hahaha, the trial has just begun, and you've given the Songhai branch a show of strength. You're much more awesome than those guys who went to the capital."

"Did you beat the shit out of that Yuanshi Tianzun kid?"

"Great hero, we'll follow you from now on. Take us to kill official walkers and earn some extra money."

Strange cries and laughter rose and fell.

The woman doing sports deliberately let out a high-pitched scream.

Li Xianzong grinned, "A bunch of idiots!"

When the noise subsided, Tian Lingling said:

"Were you followed? Did you handle the tail well?"

Li Xianzong said casually:

"I know what I'm doing. I timed it so I could leave before the Saints and Elders arrived."

Among the Transcendence stage walkers, no one who could track him has been born yet. Even scouts couldn't do it.

Just as he was speaking, footsteps sounded at the stairs.

"Dong, dong, dong…"

The footsteps were strange. Every step paused for a few seconds, like a child learning to walk.

At first, no one cared, but gradually, more and more people frowned and turned to look at the stairs.

The footsteps came down in an orderly manner, maintaining a slow rhythm, as if deliberately attracting attention.

Finally, they saw the appearance of the person who came.

It was a woman wearing a large red ancient costume dress, embroidered with gorgeous gold threads, and wearing a silver mask.

She held an invisible red string in her hand.

Li Xianzong's expression changed, and he looked down suddenly, seeing a red thread as thin as a hair tied to his ankle at some point.

The red-skirted woman put down the red thread, letting it dissipate, put her hands behind her back, and tiptoed like a little girl, smiling:

"Oh, it's so lively. What are you all playing? Can you let me play with you?"

The light under the silver mask turned and looked at the bald man, she said in surprise:

"Ah, it's you, Tian Lingling. I finally found you~ Do you still remember the Chu family's massacre twenty-one years ago."

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