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"Ha ha, I've finally succeeded!" He Naixing let out a chilling laugh as he reached for the Puppet on the altar, scrutinizing its appearance. A glint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he muttered to himself, "So you are Jiang Ling! I have some business to attend to today, so I'll let you live a little longer. When I return tonight, it will be your time to die!"
Wang Xinyu sat in a nearby chair, eyes closed in sleep. A large swollen area on his forehead, where he had been struck by the Western Flying Skull, was covered with a band-aid, making him look even more disheveled.
He Naixing carefully tucked the Fate Puppet away and walked over to wake Wang Xinyu. "Wang Xinyu, your good friend Wang Hai must be in trouble. That Western Flying Skull from last night was bought from me by him! While we have the time, let's go check on him!"
Wang Xinyu had come into contact with He Naixing through Wang Hai's introduction; he and Wang Hai also shared some familial ties.
"Master, just wait a moment; I'll bring the car over right away!" Upon hearing that Wang Hai was in trouble, Wang Xinyu's drowsiness vanished instantly, and he became tense.
At six in the morning, I got up and washed up before heading out of the Buddhist Artifact Shop to a nearby park to begin my physical training.
After more than half an hour, I finished a set of exercises and was drenched in sweat, but I felt that my body wasn't very tired. In the past, completing a set would take me at least an hour, and afterward, I would be so exhausted that I could hardly walk.
I started again from the beginning and wondered aloud, "Could it be that the Elixir of Immortality inside the Nine-Dragon Cauldron has enhanced my body?"
As I practiced my techniques, Lin Hanyu approached me. Stretching and yawning, he said, "Jiang Ling, is this the martial art you've learned? It looks pretty average!"
"Get lost! I'm not interested in you!" I shot Lin Hanyu a glare and replied without mercy. His presence was entirely unwelcome; he was just looking for trouble.
Last night, after being outright rejected by Yang Angang, Lin Hanyu suddenly came to me seeking refuge with secrets about Ghost Corpses.
I hadn't reacted at first; it was one of Yang Angang's subordinates who informed me that Lin Hanyu had been crashing at Yang Angang's shop but now felt awkward staying there since Yang Angang had found a boyfriend.
I possess the Nine-Dragon Cauldron and have no interest in the secrets of the Ghost Corpse that circulate in the Yin-Yang Realms. Therefore, last night, I clearly rejected He Naixing's offer. To my surprise, I ran into him here this morning.
Lin Hanyu wore a shameless grin and continued, "Jiang Ling, if you’re not interested in the Ghost Corpse secrets, then how about I trade you something else for some cash? For instance, I have a powerful set of martial arts techniques. If you master them to the highest level, you could tear a Zombie apart with your bare hands or kill a water buffalo with a single punch! For just thirty thousand, I can sell you this set of techniques! What do you say?"
"Get lost!" I replied without hesitation. Seeing that his pitch for martial arts had failed, He Naixing switched to other offers, but I ignored him completely.
After finishing a set of martial arts exercises, my clothes were soaked with sweat, and my stamina was nearly depleted. I stretched a bit and then jogged back to the Buddhist Artifact Shop. He Naixing stubbornly followed me; no matter how fast I tried to go, I couldn't shake him off, so I resigned myself to letting him tag along.
Time flew by quickly. After taking a shower and having breakfast, it was already around ten o'clock. At that moment, Wang Xinyu and the others arrived at the villa where Wang Hai had encountered trouble.
Before coming over, Wang Xinyu had tried calling Wang Hai but couldn't get through. Now seeing the police tape outside the villa, his expression darkened as he asked, "Master He, something seems off! What should we do now?"
"Let's go inside and take a look!" He Naixing's expression turned grim as he stepped over the police line and headed straight for the basement of the villa. He had designed that basement for Wang Hai, and only they knew that it housed a Western Flying Skull. The fact that the Western Flying Skull had escaped last night indicated that there was trouble brewing in the basement.
He Naixing circled around inside and quickly found where Wang Hai had been killed by the Western Flying Skull. Although Wang Hai's body had already been removed, there was an outline of his corpse drawn in lime on the floor, along with dried blood and some pieces of flesh.
He Naixing picked up a piece of flesh about the size of a fingernail from the ground. After chewing it carefully for a moment, he swallowed it whole. Wiping his mouth with his hand, he stated with certainty, "Wang Hai is dead!"
Wang Xinyu watched in horror as He Naixing casually consumed a piece of human flesh; fear filled his eyes as he looked at He Naixing.
He Naixing walked over to the iron cage deep in the basement where the Western Flying Skull had previously been kept. Now, the cage door was open and empty inside, with only some torn fabric scattered on the ground.
He picked up a blood-stained piece of cloth and held it to his nose. A glint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he spoke in an ominously low voice: "Jiang Ling has been here! It seems that Wang Hai's death is closely related to him!"
Wang Xinyu's eyes sparkled with killing intent as he clenched his fists and said, "Master, please kill Jiang Ling and avenge Wang Hai!"
He Naixing nodded confidently and replied, "Don't worry, Jiang Ling won't survive tonight! Let's head back!"
In a café near the Buddhist Artifact Shop, Lin Hanyu and I sat inside sipping coffee. Lin Hanyu had been talking for over three hours straight, and his voice had become hoarse, giving my ears a temporary reprieve.
After taking a sip of coffee, Lin Hanyu shook his head and said, "Jiang Ling, it's a pity you don't know any spells; otherwise, I could sell you an ancient sword! It's a famous artifact called the Seven Star Mysterious Dragon Sword!"
"Pfft!" I couldn't hold back when I heard Lin Hanyu's words, and coffee sprayed all over him.
The Seven Star Mysterious Dragon Sword was clearly my master's artifact. Originally, my master had entrusted it to me, but it was ultimately taken by Jiang Bao. Now Lin Hanyu claimed to have a Seven Star Mysterious Dragon Sword? I found that hard to believe.
Lin Hanyu calmly wiped off the coffee that had splattered on him. Seeing that I finally reacted, he quickly smiled and said, "Jiang Ling, it seems you're very interested in the Seven Star Mysterious Dragon Sword. Would you like me to take you to see it?"
Although I knew Lin Hanyu was lying, I was curious about his ancient sword. So I nodded and said, "Since I'm free anyway, I might as well go with you to take a look!"
(End of Chapter)
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