Chapter 103: Senior, You Can Move Now!
It turns out that Lu Yibei was much more skilled at committing crimes than Huasang. Just applying the right amount of force to knock out an ordinary young woman without hurting her took three precise strikes from her.
When the second strike landed, there was obvious confusion and shock in the woman’s eyes, even accompanied by a hint of anger as if she wanted to retaliate.
“Sigh, my experience in the martial world is still too shallow…” Lu Yibei shook her head and sighed.
As she watched Huasang take the woman away, disappearing into the night, she took a deep breath, stood straight, slightly arched her waist forward, gently stroked her lower abdomen to calm the restless Shuishu Beast, and placed her left hand on her lower back, walking over with an air of confidence.
“……”
Disguised as a young woman targeted by Yang Yichen, she planned to wait for him to act, then subdue him before he could react and force him to reveal where Hu Chuan was hiding…
She had already observed that scoundrel, Doctor Yang; his spirit energy fluctuation level was only below C-rank, and if he responded with all his strength, she should be able to subdue him in an instant…
Hmm, it should work!
While pondering, Lu Yibei slowly sat down next to a bench, maximizing her spirit perception to spread out, mimicking the posture of the young woman she had just encountered, curling up her body, hugging her shoulders, and softly sobbing.
The hospital was historically a hotspot for urban legends, and a small garden in such a secluded location within the hospital was even more prone to these occurrences.
After nightfall, the small garden quickly fell silent, surrounded by shadowy greenery, leaving only the sounds of cicadas and her soft sobs.
The sobbing was like lamenting and was filled with profound sadness, even more heart-wrenching than the earlier woman who had nearly lost her child and was neglected by her husband.
“……”
Next, she only needed to wait for our dear Doctor Yang to enter…
Wait, what if he’s a coward and doesn’t dare to engage in such murderous acts and doesn’t show up?
Wouldn’t it be awkward after all my effort in acting?
At this thought, Lu Yibei frowned slightly.
Just then, as if a spider sensed its web being disturbed by prey, a wave of spirit energy fluctuation entered her perception range.
From the intensity of the spirit energy fluctuation and the aura it emitted, it seemed that Doctor Yang had arrived.
Lu Yibei slightly lifted her head and looked toward the source of the perception, soon spotting a shadow appearing outside the small garden.
However, as the shadow reached the entrance of the small garden, it suddenly stopped, standing still.
Lu Yibei, “……”
What’s he waiting for?
Come and attack me!
You’re a man who barely achieved C-rank, surpassing 52.38% of the world’s spirit ability users and urban legends, what are you hesitating for?
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After leaving the hospital building, Yang Yichen first went to his “den” hidden in the nearby residential area, changed into more convenient clothing, and took the tools and containers required for harvesting live placenta, following the trace of that woman’s aura…
No, to be precise, he was following the aura of the fetus within her.
In this world, there are many urban legends about devouring infants, and Yang Yichen’s spirit pattern—[Witch Seed: Aswan Demon] was one of them.
With the special abilities provided by this spirit pattern, he could easily track the presence of all infants within several kilometers.
Even unborn infants!
However, as he arrived at the small garden and saw the woman curled up on the bench, hearing that chilling sobbing, he suddenly sensed that something was off.
The aura of the fetus detected by his ability was weakening!
It seemed to be getting fainter, but their mother, Ms. Wan, was clearly right there…
Could it be a trap?
Yang Yichen halted at the entrance of the small garden, gazing at the woman on the bench for a moment, then suddenly his gaze sharpened as he abruptly turned and ran.
He wasn’t new to this line of work and had offended many people, so the reason he had survived this long and maintained the convenient identity of a doctor was thanks to his caution.
Although the price the old customer offered was extremely tempting and could perhaps make him a B-rank spirit user overnight, he preferred to give up in the face of too much risk.
After all, there would be many opportunities to enhance his spirit pattern and improve his energy fluctuation level, but he only had one life!
However…
At the very moment Yang Yichen made his escape, Lu Yibei, who was sensitively aware, suddenly raised her head, her sight locking onto his figure, her gaze sharpening.
Want to run? Do you think you can escape?
【Royal Authority】 activated!
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The instant Yang Yichen turned to flee, he felt a wave of spirit energy fluctuation emerge behind him.
That watchful gaze felt like that of a high-dimensional predator watching him.
The air was disturbed by the spirit energy fluctuation, creating an illusory shimmer, like an electrical buzzing in his ears.
That spirit energy fluctuation wasn’t just the strongest he had ever encountered, but a terrifying experience like no other, filling him with an urge to kneel in reverence.
After he inscribed that spirit pattern originating from Malaysian folklore about the urban legend of devouring infants, he had implicitly become influenced by the pattern’s inherent craving for flesh, engaging in countless killings and had long since developed immunity to bloody matters.
However, the faint bloody aura emanating from that spirit energy fluctuation made his spirit pattern tremble with fear, almost suffocating him.
“Whoosh——!”
A weak whistle rang out as a strong wind rushed in from behind.
Hearing the sound, Yang Yichen’s body stiffened, and instinctively, he turned to look, only to witness a shocking scene.
That “Ms. Wan,” having completed an acceleration akin to a hundred meters in 6.8 seconds, dashed toward him with an astonishing force, increasing speed, becoming increasingly blurred.
Yang Yichen staggered back, blinking, and within an instant, “Ms. Wan” was less than five meters away.
“!!”
d*mn, it really is a trap!
Can someone give me a reasonable explanation? This is a™ pregnant woman!?
After a fleeting moment of bewilderment, without time to think, Yang Yichen turned to run, just then, he heard a chilling whisper in his ear.
“Doctor, do you know what despair is?”
As the words fell, a mass of densely packed crimson light points appeared ahead, as if swarms of malevolent spirits in the darkness opened their scarlet eyes.
【Outer Body Mini Explosion Enchantment Version】 ignited!
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Earlier, Lu Yibei had temporarily separated from Huasang under the pretense of needing to use the restroom, with the main goal indeed being to find a place to stage an urban legend.
Avoiding a major social embarrassment like “transforming into a beautiful girl in front of his fiancée.”
However, for safety’s sake, on the way back, she also made some arrangements around the small garden, such as…
360-degree omnidirectional bursts of 【Outer Body】 spirit energy explosion bubbles.
According to Lu Yibei’s calculations, if these spirit energy explosion bubbles were present, if Yang Yichen approached within a hundred meters of her, she would have about a ninety percent chance of instantly subduing him, and if this distance was reduced to fifty meters, the odds would increase to ninety-nine percent…
Still not entirely safe!
Thus, she reluctantly set aside her dignity, trying to reduce the distance between her and Yang Yichen to within ten meters, ensuring absolute success.
From a certain perspective, as long as Yang Yichen stepped into the small garden, he would have no hope of escape.
But…
Who would have thought that the old fellow would be so alert? He just barely showed his head in the small garden and turned to run from over two hundred meters away.
The chance of Lu Yibei subduing him instantly dropped to about eighty percent.
So, never underestimate any spirit ability user or urban legend, even if their spirit energy fluctuation level is low, they could still perform astonishing feats due to the uniqueness of their abilities.
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Hearing whispers ringing in his ear, Yang Yichen froze for a moment, his neck stiffly turned back, only to see those terrifying eyes.
In the darkness, the pair of eyes glimmering with a faint golden light, clear, cold, and eerily close!
In that instant, Lu Yibei skillfully activated both her seductive and dream-invoking abilities simultaneously.
In that moment, she witnessed innumerable abnormal deaths, bearing witness to countless mothers lamenting and crying over lost children.
They should have had a happy life…
……
As Yang Yichen’s gaze met those eyes, a crimson hue slowly rose from the depths of those eyes, the faint light reflecting in his dark pupils, turning them bl**d-colored.
In the next moment, his vision abruptly distorted, the things within the realm of common sense collapsed in an instant, as if being crushed by an invisible hand.
By the time he awakened from that despairing darkness, he terror-strickenly found himself lying on a familiar operating table, the glaring light of the surgical lamp blinding him.
He froze for a moment, struggling to rise, when suddenly the lights went out, plunging the operating room into darkness.
In the darkness, a bloodied hand, not even able to develop fully formed skin, reached out from below the operating table, grabbing hold of his finger.
Then, two, three, four…
Dense, variously developed small hands emerged from beneath the table, firmly grasping his fingers and clothing… fixing him firmly onto the operating table.
“Giggling——!”
A strange baby’s laughter echoed through the darkened operating room, followed by resonating laughter as if receiving some kind of signal, blending into a disturbing cacophony.
Accompanied by the laughter, faces that were bloodied and misshapen, or even just raw flesh, emerged from the darkness, all staring at Yang Yichen with vengeful eyes.
Behind them, women with disheveled hair and pale expressions floated hauntingly.
Seeing this, Yang Yichen froze for two seconds, followed by overwhelming terror exploding in his pupils.
He recognized those faces; they were all mothers and children who had “accidentally” perished at his hands.
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“Thud——!”
Yang Yichen’s body crashed heavily to the ground, producing a muffled sound, and his originally handsome face twisted in fright, his pale skin showing a tinge of dark purple.
At the joints of his limbs, there were signs of scorching left by mini-explosions from the past.
But he was still alive.
Having gone through over twenty-fold enhancement from the 【Reverse Wicked Flower Gu】, he was still alive.
Although Lu Yibei’s mastery of the 【Reverse Wicked Flower Gu】 was not enough to affect Qing Ji, it was already proving effective on a low-ranking spirit ability user like Yang Yichen.
This was an unexpected gain while Lu Yibei was charming him, entering his dreams, and extracting his memories.
Lu Yibei expressionlessly glanced at the unconscious Yang Yichen.
“……”
This guy is a bit unexpected; he actually rejected the kindness of the Secret Society out of concern for the risks of the unexpectedly gained powers.
From the memories obtained, it seemed that the person he was trading with must be Hu Chuan or Elder Wang…
At ten o’clock at night, at the gas station near Yuhua Road… Great! The time to reel in is getting closer! Lu Yibei thought.
While pondering, she bent down, grasping Yang Yichen’s ankle with one hand, dragging him like a corpse into the shadowy small garden.
Thus, a promising young gynecologist vanished from the public’s sight in just the span of a meal.
Before he was discovered by anyone, he would likely experience a time cloaked in the shadow of d*ath underground in that rarely visited small garden, ranging from a few days to half a month.
And this period would have his sensory perception stretched nearly a hundredfold!
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21:27.
In a certain city, in a little-known corner, Liao Zhai Tavern.
Hu Boss stood behind the tavern counter, one hand propping up his chin, the other shaking a pure white feather fan, staring intently at the large table in the center of the tavern.
Tsk, tsk, as expected of the protector of the Siye Society, really impressive! I secretly swapped two jars of “Mendoulong” for him, and he still wouldn’t get drunk.
But, does relying on the spirit pattern’s special ability to win drinking games count as cheating?
Forget it, Miss Guji isn’t she also relying on the Tian Can Gu to hold on until now? Hu Boss thought, pouting, and began fiddling with his golden abacus.
At the table, the three leaders from the folk spirit energy organizations who came to meet the general had already been downed two, leaving only the contemporary Miaojiang Guji struggling to hold on.
Her bright eyes carried a stubborn defiance, but her delicate, fair face had already turned red.
Seeing this, the still spirited general picked up a jar of wine from the table, knocked off the clay seal, raised the jar, and in less than a minute, finished it in one go.
“Miss Lan, to show my sincerity, I will drink first; feel free!”
As he spoke, he put down the empty wine jar, signaling the Miaojiang Guji to proceed.
“……” Miaojiang Guji was taken aback for a moment, glancing at the other two at the table, revealing a bitter smile, “Fine, since you’ve won, I will cooperate with the Siye Society’s actions.”
As she finished speaking, she lightly raised her hand, and two strands of lightning flew out from her sleeves, heading outside the Liao Zhai Tavern.
Those were Thunder Light Gu, the fastest communication method of the Guji lineage.
After casting the Thunder Light Gu, Miaojiang Guji weakened, gracefully collapsing onto the table, sound asleep.
The general stared at Miaojiang Guji for two seconds, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, rubbed his slightly swollen brow, then pulled out the jade Mourning Gray Owl Badge from his pocket, sending a message to Zhang Hainan.
“Senior, you can move now!”
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Meanwhile, on the other side.
In the back mountain of Dachunyang Palace, at Moon Cave.
Bright moonlight poured in like mercury, through the window onto the ground, with a golden beast-head incense burner emitting fragrant smoke from the corner of the cave.
A tall silhouette, laden with an inexplicable sense of weariness, sat cross-legged on a futon in front of the window, bathing in the moonlight, calming his heart and preserving his essence.
Zhang Hainan had returned from Shengjing earlier, and after bathing and changing, had remained here from sunset until the moon hung high in the sky.
Bathing, lighting incense, meditation… was a necessary ritual before a fierce battle, which also helped with his spirit energy flow, keeping him in optimal condition.
He was waiting.
Using items obtained from that unruly disciple earlier, he had preliminarily locked onto the target code-named F, and was waiting for the general to send him news so that he could join forces with various powers to besiege code-named F.
Suddenly, the Mourning Gray Owl Badge in his embrace vibrated gently. He reached in and stroked the badge with his fingertips.
Receiving the general’s message, Zhang Hainan suddenly opened his eyes, a flicker of blue lightning flashing in his cloudy eyes.
“Good!”
He murmured a low acknowledgment, slowly stood up, took his sword, exited the Moon Cave, stepping into the moonlight and headed toward the front mountain.
This time, he would ascend the Zixiao Terrace and subdue the demons!
