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Chapter 121: The Situation is Grim (Bonus Chapter 1/2 for Guangling Guantao's donation)
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As night deepened, dark clouds gathered, obscuring the starlight, and the oppressive air cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.
The dense poisonous fog obscured visibility, and all that could be seen was green. Everyone wearing protective suits carefully began to explore upwards along the ground.
Fortunately, they had a map of Longhu Mountain. Following the map upwards, they soon arrived at the chasm. Several individuals with keen senses assessed the distance on both sides, relayed the distance to the others, and then, with a short burst of speed, jumped across. They arrived at the Longhu Mountain Luotian Grand Ritual venue.
The atmosphere at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was somewhat somber, with everyone sitting in meditation and resting. Lu Jin was manipulating the Heavenly Talisman, continuously generating strong winds to disperse the green poisonous mist.
His once radiant face now bore a hint of sorrow, and his once straight back gradually bent. This incident had dealt him a heavy blow; his close friend Zhang Zhiwei had actually died in the attack.
He couldn't believe that the arrogant Zhang Zhiwei, the number one Zhang Zhiwei in the world, would actually die at the hands of this little girl.
"master……"
Sitting in his wheelchair, Old Tian, with his white eyebrows and beard, opened his eyes wide, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were bloodshot, not naturally so, but because he hadn't slept for decades to keep a secret, causing bloodshot veins to appear at the tips of his eyeballs, making his eyes red. Now, thinking of the death of his father, he couldn't suppress his grief. After the grief subsided, a deep weariness washed over him. He quickly suppressed his sorrow, forcing himself to stay alert and composed.
Compared to their silence and sorrow, the Ten Elders, led by Wang Ai, stood to the side with a hint of joy on their faces. The death of an invincible superhuman who could have overshadowed them was good news for them. Furthermore, the status of the righteous sects of Longhu Mountain was precarious, which would greatly help them expand their influence in the world of superhumans.
Where there are people, there is conflict, and conflict is caused by interests. When Longhu Mountain falls, its share of the big pie will be relinquished, and then these people can divide the pie and continuously increase their own strength.
Previously, the Celestial Master was renowned for his wisdom and connections with many powerful figures, so they dared not make a move against him. But now that this great thorn in their side has been removed, there is naturally nothing that can stop them. After all, they are one of the Ten Elders who rule this world of supernatural beings and have great authority.
Zhang Chulan sat on the ground somewhat forlornly, while Feng Baobao next to him poked a twig into the poisonous fog. Watching the twig corrode rapidly, a look of surprise appeared on her face. She then tried various things with great interest, seemingly unaffected by Zhang Zhiwei's death.
At that moment, they also saw people in protective suits emerging from the toxic fog and became alert. However, they breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the employee logo on the protective suits.
A person in protective gear stepped forward, removed their mask, and asked them, "Are you all alright? Has something happened? Who did this?"
However, his question caused a moment of silence, which made him feel a little embarrassed. But when he saw the downcast expressions on everyone's faces, he knew that something big must have happened.
"Is Master Zhang Zhiwei here? I have something to discuss with him!" the man continued. After all, Zhang Zhiwei had already won over the authorities, so he could be considered an official. He could learn the ins and outs of the matter from him and find out who the real culprit was.
Lu Jin sighed and said dejectedly, "Old Zhang... he's dead..."
The person in charge stared in astonishment, his mask falling to the ground. He didn't even bother to pick it up and hurriedly asked, "How is this possible? Isn't he the number one person in the world? How could anyone kill him?"
"What's impossible? Even the best in the world is human. Although the poisonous fog obscured our vision at the time, I knew it must have been that little girl from the Liu family who did it."
Although the area was covered by poisonous fog, Lu Jin heard a young girl's voice. Considering the zombie attack on Longhu Mountain and the recent incident involving the Liu family girl, he was certain that she was the one who did it.
"Liu Yanyan!" the person in charge exclaimed, then squatted down to pick up the gas mask. After understanding what had happened, he pulled a satellite phone out of his protective suit, walked to a more remote place, dialed a number, and began to report the situation to his superiors.
After a long while, the person in charge hung up the phone. His forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat, his face was pale, and his eyes held an indelible sorrow.
He walked over to Lu Jin and said solemnly, "Something terrible has happened. The higher-ups are furious about the trouble caused by these superhumans. In particular, the old Celestial Master was able to mediate and maintain the balance before. But this time, the old Celestial Master died at the hands of that little girl from the Liu family. Without his mediation, the superhuman world will be purged again."
Lu Jin remained silent. Having lived for so many years, he knew those people's methods well. Once the purge began, a large number of extraordinary people would inevitably suffer, and the world would be in turmoil again. Even his Lu family might not survive unless some of their flesh was cut off.
With the help of the employees of Na Du Tong, and by taking turns using protective suits, one after another, the young talents of the supernatural world were sent down the mountain. This once famous Longhu Mountain now looks somewhat dilapidated.
Fortunately, Zhang Lingyu is still alive. With his talent, as long as he cultivates diligently, he can catch up with the old Celestial Master and become a pillar of Longhu Mountain. However, it is hard to say whether he can maintain his previous glory.
Zhang Chulan left with Na Du Tong Company. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Longhu Mountain, which held many secrets. Unfortunately, everything was buried with the death of the Old Celestial Master.
After bidding farewell to the other ten elders, Wang Ai, along with his arrogant and domineering grandson, embarked on his return journey.
Because a large number of ordinary people were turned into zombies by Liu Yanyan and attacked Longhu Mountain, the streets were very quiet.
However, Wang Ai's expression changed after walking for a short while. To prove his guess, he remained calm and continued walking with his grandson. After walking for about ten minutes, he saw a telephone pole on the side, and his expression changed completely. He shouted sternly, "Who is it? Come out right now!"
He realized he had passed this telephone pole four times. To prove his theory, he deliberately used his Qi to make a scratch on the pole, and ended up back there again, proving that someone was playing tricks.
Wang Ai's grandson was still as arrogant as ever, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that someone was lurking around him when he saw his grandfather so serious.
Because Liu Yanyan had launched a surprise attack on Longhu Mountain, he wasn't beaten up during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. Instead, he spoke arrogantly, "Get out here now, and I might spare your dog's life!"
Although his grandson was arrogant, Wang Ai, who doted on him, didn't care at all. He just became more wary and carefully observed his surroundings.
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Chapter 122: Ten Elders - Wang Ai (Bonus Chapter 2/2 for Guangling Guantao's donation)
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Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, carrying sand and stones. Slowly, the not-so-sharp stones and sticks, accelerated by the gale, possessed extremely powerful kinetic energy, enough to pierce through a tree trunk that a person could hug.
Wang Ai narrowed his eyes, his chubby body swayed a few times, and he took a step forward, knocking down all the flying stones. His seemingly old body had a powerful explosive force, and his eyes could catch objects moving at high speed and knock them down.
This is the strength of one of the Ten Elders of the Extraordinary World, built up with blood and power, and is by no means an empty reputation.
"Wang Ai, hand over all your martial arts techniques, and I might spare your lives!" A man's voice suddenly came from behind Wang Ai, startling him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly grabbed his grandson's arm and leaped dozens of meters away.
Wang Ai's face was extremely ugly, so gloomy it seemed to drip water. He originally thought it was just an illusion technique, something done by some insignificant people, but he never expected that this person could appear behind him silently. This showed that the person was not weak, and with such a terrifying ability to hide, they should be quite famous. However, he had never heard of such a person before.
The man emerged from the shadows, and Wang Ai could see his appearance clearly. He was dressed in casual sportswear, with long hair flowing down his back. His face was as handsome as jade, and he had the demeanor of an ancient scholar. However, his eyes were unusually sharp, like a god looking down on all living beings from a high place. This disgusted Wang Ai. He was always high and mighty, always looking down on others. No one had ever dared to disrespect him, and even if someone did, they had already been sent to the underworld by him.
The man was Xu Le. Looking at the nervous Wang Ai and the somewhat arrogant young man beside him, Xu Le said again, "Hand over the cultivation technique, and I might consider letting you go!"