The Seven Stars Society was facing a fatal blow, with three forces from the west driving them to the brink of madness.
The fact that the leader of the Seven Stars Society now had to placate and seek cooperation showed how much his subordinates must have been enduring.
Liu Yuantai earnestly told Qin Yexuan, "If we can get Song Jiyuan's head, then our Seven Stars Society can directly cooperate with the three major forces and reclaim the territory we've lost."
Qin Yexuan took a bite of roasted meat and smiled, "Find a way to get your boss and the Seven Stars Society members to leave the scene. I'll go get Song Jiyuan's head right now!"
Liu Yuantai was dumbfounded.
Qin Yexuan pointed to his watch, "We'll act in five minutes."
"Wait..."
Liu Yuantai's eyes flickered, and he suddenly clenched his fist, "Wait another ten minutes. All the mid-to-high ranking leaders of the Seven Stars Society will be here for the gathering."
Qin Yexuan chuckled, "So, if they all die in there, then you..."
"I can reclaim everything I've lost and become the most powerful leader in the Seven Stars Society. The next leader will undoubtedly be me..."
That was enough.
Qin Yexuan shrugged, "Very well, get me some more beef."
After finishing the roasted meat, four extended vans equipped with spiritual energy defense measures arrived. The leaders of the Seven Stars Society, big and small, appeared in succession, all in suits and accompanied by four or five bodyguards.
They exchanged pleasantries and entered the nightclub in order of their position and age.
Qin Yexuan put down his drink and patted the distracted Liu Yuantai, "You can go back and prepare to seize power."
Liu Yuantai watched him leave, but didn't rush back to seize power. Instead, his gaze shifted uncertainly.
Could this mysterious man from Great Xia truly accomplish this?
After all, inside the nightclub, besides the Grandmaster Song Jiyuan, there were at least thirty expert-level masters and over two hundred high-level cultivator guards.
But this was his best chance. If he succeeded, he would soar to prominence and become a powerful figure in this new era's metropolis.
Even if he failed, Qin Yexuan would never leave here alive.
In any case, it was all profit and no loss.
Qin Yexuan returned to the rooftop of the nightclub and turned on the central air conditioning ducts for the entire floor.
He stretched his neck and opened the large travel case he had prepared.
The bullet specially made for him by Steward Zhang lay quietly, packing enough explosive power for fifty normal rounds.
Qin Yexuan picked up the shoulder-fired launcher, loaded the bullet, forcibly activated the All Beings Equal Barrier, and then amplified and overclocked it, drastically increasing its range.
After extreme operation, the barrier became egg-shaped, covering the entire five-story nightclub.
This state wouldn't last long. He aimed at the duct opening and fired the first bullet!
At this moment, all the cultivators inside the nightclub stood up, looking at each other in shock.
In the past instant, the spiritual energy within their bodies seemed to have been severed, like a sudden power outage. Their Dan seas went dark.
Then came the rumbling explosion from above...
Flames erupted, and fragments rained down.
Qin Yexuan had already hidden inside the specially made travel case, sinking to the ground with the debris of the building.
A deep hole was torn open from the top of the nightclub building, and all the ducts were ripped apart.
*Click.* The travel case opened. Qin Yexuan stretched his sore bones and picked up two Scorpion submachine guns. "Hey, friends, the party officially begins!"
...
The gunfire, like rapid firecrackers, resounded clearly, followed by a brief pause, and then a more frenzied barrage.
The people on the street sat there numbly.
In this new era of spiritual energy resurgence, they had witnessed countless scenes of war, terror, and street killings. The flames and explosions, reminiscent of the old era, now evoked a sense of nostalgia.
These numb people seemed to be watching an old movie from a year ago.
Then, a staggering figure appeared, alone.
Qin Yexuan walked out, covered in blood, holding a blackened iron box that had originally contained a gift for black champagne.
He gritted his teeth and approached Liu Yuantai, grabbing a bottle of clear liquor and beginning to clean the fragments from his head.
*Hmm!*
A piece of glass was pulled from his scalp, along with black blood渣.
Qin Yexuan poured the clear liquor directly onto his head.
Then, he picked up the iron box, smashed it onto the table with a clang, and gasped, "Give me a cigarette!"
Liu Yuantai trembled and lit a cigarette for him.
Qin Yexuan exhaled smoke contentedly and used chopsticks to open the iron box.
Liu Yuantai squinted and saw Song Jiyuan's wide-eyed, dead head.
His breath almost stopped.
"Now you can go and sort things out, right? All the mid-to-high ranking officials of the Seven Stars Society are dead! Don't you believe me?"
Liu Yuantai felt a profound fear for the first time.
He kept swallowing.
Qin Yexuan smiled, "I understand. You're thinking that if I succeed, you'll rise to power. If I fail, I'll die in there. Even if I don't die in there, you'd have to kill me to rise to power, because the new leader would have to avenge the fallen brothers, wouldn't he?"
Qin Yexuan's words exposed Liu Yuantai's thoughts like white paper.
He found it hard to breathe, his vision darkened, and he couldn't even lie.
Qin Yexuan took out a pistol, placed it on the table, and pressed the chopsticks against Liu Yuantai's neck. "Listen, you punk, I can arbitrarily choose any scumbag from the Seven Stars Society to inherit the boss's position at any time. I'm giving you this chance because we have destiny. You were the first person I met in Korea, and you're such a useless waste!"
Liu Yuantai instinctively knelt on the ground, holding up a wine cup with both hands.
Qin Yexuan drank heavily. His patience seemed to have run out at this moment. "I thought you were smart, but it turns out I have to teach you."
"Sir, you... you please teach me how to do it!" Liu Yuantai stammered.
"Heh, why throw away Song Jiyuan's head? Because he was the captain of the Kim Se Corporation's squadron, a staunch subordinate of the third-ranked figure, Kim Junsoo. The Kim Se Corporation is currently in a power struggle, and Kim Woobin, ranked fourth, sent assassins to kill Song Jiyuan, accidentally taking out several other big figures in the process!"
Qin Yexuan tapped Liu Yuantai's head with his chopsticks. "The first thing you do when you go back is contact the five major powers related to Song Jiyuan and form a revenge group. The target is the mastermind behind the Kim Se Corporation, Kim Woobin!"
Liu Yuantai's eyes grew brighter.
"As for the five major powers that Song Jiyuan served, they only need to send a little manpower to form a decent team. Then I'll contact Kim Taehyung, the number one figure in the Kim Se Corporation. Do you understand? Unite from both inside and out, without losing a single life of your subordinates, and the entire matter will be resolved."
Liu Yuantai stood up and bowed repeatedly, full of admiration and shock. "I'll go do it right away."
Qin Yexuan, dragging his scarred body, left the scene with a limp.
That night, the biggest news broke from an inconspicuous nightclub.
Various factions in Seoul were about to face a purge; it was a night of a changing of the guard.
At this time, Qin Yexuan had just returned to his apartment and collapsed into the bathtub, covered in blood.
He was tired and irritable, all the dark and negative emotions welling up in his heart. He really wanted to vent.
Having lost the soul of a powerful expert like Hao Tian, he could no longer maintain an unperturbed and composed state of mind.
After an unknown amount of time, a soft hand reached out and unfastened his blood-scarred clothes.
Qin Yexuan vaguely felt it was a young girl.
Fo Lian...
Had she come?