In a vacant building on the top floor, across a busy street, you could just see where Lu Zhuang was hiding out.
The scene on the seventh floor could be summed up easily.
Secret room, four big guys in black, tied up, a female constable (crossed out) a female constable…
【Name: Zhao Jing】
【Age: 23】
【Root Bone: Kang Gold Blade Bone.】
【Realm: Observation Nine Orifices.】
【Fate: Purple with Black】
【Evaluation: Chief Constable of the North Suburbs, trained by the Divine Constable of the Imperial Capital, fiercely anti-evil, a woman who doesn’t let the men get ahead, exceptionally gifted, ranked fifteen in the Qianlong Conference, her forthright personality got her demoted to the North Suburbs, feeling gloomy and unfulfilled.】
【Recent Encounters: Repeatedly reporting on the Huanmo Sect’s sightings, which failed to catch the higher-ups’ attention. After tracking for days, she finally found Lu Zhuang as a lead, wanting to use him to get more information but got trapped instead.】
“She’s just an ordinary constable.”
Li Mo was convinced of his thoughts and felt a headache coming on.
“Are we technically kidnapping an officer?”
Murong Xiao was munching on watermelon and getting juice all over himself.
Huang Donglai sighed, “Who told her not to listen to our explanation?”
“With us dressed like this, and you throwing poison around while fighting, who would listen?!”
“This is what Brother Li taught me. Poison doesn’t need to be colorless and tasteless; it should blend into the environment and be undetectable, which is why I created this Five Poisons Fist.”
“…..”
Li Mo thought that if he were in the same situation, he probably wouldn’t listen to any explanation either.
Not just then, now he wouldn’t either!
“We’re pretending to be members of the Huanmo Sect, not actually members of the Huanmo Sect.”
Li Mo emphasized.
“Did Brother Li need to remind us of that?”
Huang Donglai, Xiao Qian, and Murong Xiao nodded.
“Alright, splash some water on her and explain.”
Splash—
Xiao Qian threw a basin of water on Zhao Jing, giving her an instant bath.
Li Mo: “?”
Something feels off.
This is more like interrogation than anything else!
“Ugh…..”
Zhao Jing jolted awake, gasping, and when she opened her eyes to see her surroundings and her current predicament, she almost fainted again in shock.
Through gritted teeth and a fierce look, she exclaimed:
“You shameless scoundrels, despicable little people! I won’t say anything! Just have the guts to k*ll me!”
“…..” The ‘villains’ were thrilled to hear her speak.
“Calm down a bit.”
Li Mo released his Taiyin Consciousness Soul.
The gentle glow enveloped the room, bringing a serene and tranquil aura.
Zhao Jing’s excitement faded. A hint of doubt crossed her face as she noticed this divine presence was somewhat similar to the Cold Fairy’s. How could members of the Huanmo Sect have such a consciousness?
“You must be here to contact Lu Zhuang, right? Deploying four in the Observation Realm like this is really cautious…”
“No, we’re also investigating the Huanmo Sect.”
“Hehehe, at a time like this, just don’t…”
Before Zhao Jing could finish, she abruptly stopped, staring blankly at them.
“Only didn’t expect that by the time we arrived, Lu Zhuang was already dead.”
Li Mo took off his hood.
That face—anyone who had seen the projection of the Imperial Capital’s national map yesterday wouldn’t be a stranger to it.
God Hammer Little Overlord?
But Li Mo was currently in a black robe, and just a moment ago he was cackling, making it a tad strange…
“You should know me. This is Huang Donglai; he was the one fighting with you just now. He’s known as the Flying Poison Double-Sided Turtle, and his methods are indeed a bit unorthodox.”
“This is Xiao Qian, also a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect.”
“Oh, and this bald fellow is Master Love-Burial…”
“?”
Murong Xiao’s face turned red; he almost said something but noticed Zhao Jing’s gaze on him and had to give a grin with watermelon juice all over his face.
“Hello, this poor monk is Love-Burial, a disciple of the Floating Temple.”
“Then why are you all dressed like Huanmo Sect members, and speaking like them too?”
Zhao Jing was bewildered; her CPU was overheating.
“That’s to throw them off the scent! We were waiting for Lu Zhuang’s contact, to avoid alarming the snake, and we unexpectedly stumbled upon you…”
Li Mo quickly recounted the series of events.
Only then did Zhao Jing grasp it all and nodded: “I see, it’s a misunderstanding…”
But then her confusion returned:
“With the Qianlong Conference approaching, why are you all expending effort to trace the Divine Power Dust?”
“The Divine Power Dust is harmful; it should be destroyed. You and we are on the same side, aren’t we?”
Little Li exclaimed with righteous indignation.
Faced with his handsome and sunny face, Zhao Jing found it hard to rebut, even feeling a bit moved.
So, the Huanmo Sect’s Hall of Beasts quartet turned into a cooperation group.
The few of them started discussing their strategies while quietly waiting for the contact to show up.
An hour later, people were passing back and forth on the street.
Suddenly, a vendor with a shoulder pole appeared at the corner; you had to admit, he was disguised quite well.
Unfortunately, under the Eye of Destiny, nothing could hide.
“That guy is from the Huanmo Sect’s Xueliantang.”
“Don’t act rashly, keep to the plan.”
…
On the other side.
At Biyun Tower.
Ying Bing had unexpectedly slept the whole night, adjusting herself to peak condition.
She put on her Taiyin Liu Xian skirt, took out a precious jade, and after a brief glance, decided to find a secluded place to do her thing.
A heavenly tribulation would undoubtedly attract some attention.
If she didn’t stop harassing her physical body now, how would she handle that childish ghost with a physique rivaling famous people later?
Forty sticks were all melted into the silver moon, and the Hammer Treasure was busy playing with Xiao Yue. Did she honestly believe he was still carrying a hammer on him?
Ying Bing got up and headed to the main hall, where the small attendant immediately led her to her usual spot, with a note on the table:
【I’m busy, I’ll come back at night.】
“Where did he go?”
“With the Qianlong Conference coming up, running around everywhere…”
Ying Bing frowned, rubbing the head of her big-headed doll, and after eating, she stepped out while thinking about the matter.
She strolled through the bustling Imperial Capital, gradually walking from the thriving inner city to the outskirts.
“He must have other things to attend to…”
Ying Bing lifted her head, her cold eyes slightly dazed.
Looking around, the streets felt chaotic on all sides.
Where was she?
“Where have I passed through just now?”
An obstinate Cold Fairy, not willing to admit she was lost again.
She concentrated on recalling, only to realize…
“Li Mo Road, Li Mo Street, Li Mo Alley…..”
Ying Bing bit her lip.
She activated her Taiyin Consciousness Soul, setting it in motion.
…..
Vroom——
Vroom——
Just a moment ago, the Hall of Beasts led by Little Li had successfully gained the vendor’s trust, mostly thanks to Little Li himself.
It’s common knowledge that he knew a lot about the Huanmo Sect.
The vendor was just about to take them to their hideout.
But just then, the wave from the Taiyin Consciousness Soul came.
Huang Donglai: “……”
Xiao Qian: “…..”
Murong Xiao: “…..”
Huanmo Sect Vendor: “?”
Li Mo: “!”
Back when watching cop movies, whenever the protagonists hid and tension mounted, a phone would suddenly ring.
Li Mo never expected one day he’d find himself in the same situation.
Still in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
