A perfectly fine person, dead just like that, and in such a bizarre and horrifying way.
Zhang Yuanqing stood there stunned, his mind unable to process what he had just witnessed. Fu Qingyang, on the other hand, appeared calm and experienced. He took out his access card, opened the iron gate, and said in a steady voice:
“Go take a look, see if there’s any residual spiritual energy.”
“Okay, okay,” Zhang Yuanqing replied, snapping out of his shock. He suppressed the horror in his heart and strode into the cell, stopping at the bedside. His eyes filled with a thick, dark “liquid” that covered the whites of his eyes. After examining the surroundings for a moment, he shook his head and said:
“No spiritual energy left behind. Chi Yuean’s soul has scattered; he died completely clean.” As he spoke, the energy in his eyes receded, and his eyes returned to normal.
Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment. “A Wugu Master’s curse-killing technique, killing a Saint-level cultivator from afar. The caster is of a very high level. And they must have possessed Chi Yuean’s birthdate, blood, flesh, hair, or other things containing DNA information.”
A Wugu Master’s curse-killing technique… Is Chi Yuean’s organization the Spiritual Energy Association? No, if that were the case, they would have been caught during the general physical examination. Someone who knows curse-killing techniques isn’t necessarily a Wugu Master; they might also be using props. Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: “Is curse-killing a kind of curse? Is it a Saint-level skill for Wugu Masters?”
Speaking of the Wugu Master profession, he was no stranger to it. From “Heaven's Injustice” to Black Impermanence, and the boss in Yin-Yang Town, all were Wugu Masters. But this kind of remote curse-killing ability was the first time he had seen it, and it felt somewhat terrifying.
Fu Qingyang leisurely collected the wooden shackles and chains, saying:
“Curse-killing is a type of curse. In a way, this is the true curse, the true witchcraft.
Among the three evil professions, the characteristic of Wugu Masters is their insidious nature.
“Often, they won’t engage in direct combat. Instead, they use poison or find opportunities to collect the target's information, such as their birthdate, DNA, photos, etc., and then set up an altar to perform rituals, remotely curse-killing and diminishing their fortune.
“Among them, DNA is crucial. Once a Wugu Master obtains it, death is almost certain! Only a few types of abilities can resolve it.”
So, I’ve never really encountered a true Wugu Master. I need to be careful to preserve my own DNA in the future. I can’t mess with women of unknown origins; DNA isn’t just in cellular tissue…
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and shifted his attention back to the matter at hand, regretting, “I should have just killed him and questioned his soul.”
“There’s no need to regret what’s already happened. The fact that the other party chose to kill him to silence him is an admission in itself,” Fu Qingyang said. He always maintained a calm and unwavering demeanor, possessing great confidence in everything.
“So, it really is Chi Yuean’s ex-wife,” Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.
Fu Qingyang grunted in affirmation, “Most likely. But Chi Yuean is already dead, so there’s no way to prove it. And she’s not one of the Five Elements Alliance, so we can’t force her into a general physical examination. We can’t do anything about her for now.”
He turned his head to look at his confidant, shaking his head and sighing softly, “I’ve heard that old auntie of the Zhu family is very vengeful. You harmed her ex-husband and cut off her financial path. It’s hard to say she won’t retaliate against you. But, I think you’re already drowning in debt anyway.”
Zhang Yuanqing recalled the miserable death of Chi Yuean and was greatly alarmed:
“Centurion, the powerful enemies and forces I’ve provoked are all for the sake of our organization! The organization should be responsible for me, not mock me.” Fu Qingyang said indifferently:
“Curse-killing requires a medium. Just be careful to dispose of your DNA. There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s not like she’s going to come to your door asking for your hair.” Zhang Yuanqing said, “I’m just afraid that old auntie will seduce me.”
Fu Qingyang thought for a moment and said, “I’ll warn her. This case isn’t over yet. We’ll have a chance to settle accounts with her in the future. We also need to confirm, in case it wasn’t her.”
Zhang Yuanqing nodded. As long as the suspect was identified, settling accounts in the future would be the same. This was the so-called, justice may be late, but it will never be absent.
Fu Qingyang raised his left hand and looked at his wristwatch, saying:
“Go find Guan Ya. My guest is arriving in ten minutes.” Villa—first floor, west side of the martial arts room.
Guan Ya was wearing loose training clothes, stretching her legs by the window. A few meters away was Zhang Yuanqing, also stretching.
Although Fu Qingyang would warn the old auntie of the Zhu family, she might not swallow this resentment. Curse-killing is hard to defend against. As long as I have a moment of carelessness, I might capsize in the gutter… Of course, I also have to avoid the search of Demon Eye Heavenly King. I really hope that the branch chief elders can solve the radical fanatic soon.
If this guy isn’t eliminated, I can’t even sleep soundly.
Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his thoughts and turned his head to look at the exquisite, charming mixed-race beauty, asking, “Why did you suddenly think of practicing martial arts today?”
The charm of an old man.
Isn't that Annie and Mr. Bill? How did they come to Fu Jiagou? The guest Fu Qingyang mentioned is them?
Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and quickly leaned over to the window, carefully observing.
Guan Ya followed his gaze and, through the landscaping trees, saw the two foreigners entering the villa. She lingered slightly on the enchanting Annie, and then glanced at Yuanshi, who wished he could dig out his eyeballs and throw them outside.
Guan Ya gritted her teeth, inexplicably irritated. “Stop looking, let’s start training.”
Guan Ya soared into the air, her long and straight legs quickly clamping around Zhang Yuanqing.
She twisted her waist in mid-air, rolling like a crocodile, and with a thud, slammed Zhang Yuanqing onto the elm floor. “+，you don’t follow martial ethics!” Zhang Yuanqing roared.
The two quickly started fighting, and a series of rapid “slap slap” sounds echoed in the martial arts room.
In the lush, colorful courtyard, Bill Talentino suddenly turned his head and looked towards the west side of the villa. “What’s wrong?”
Annie asked.
Bill Talentino retracted his gaze and smiled, “It seemed like someone was watching us just now.”
Annie gave a charming smile, “Isn’t it normal for us to be watched? Who can resist my charm?”
Bill retracted his gaze: “Indeed, such a beautiful lady, can you use your beauty to seduce the young master of the Fu family and win us the greatest benefits?” “Of course!” Annie smiled.
An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing, with a bruised face, left the martial arts room and entered the adjacent shower room to wash.
Seriously, she doesn’t know how to hold back. I didn’t use the Dragon Claw Hand that has been lost for many years on her. Zhang Yuanqing returned to the living room and peered outside at the door, finding that the black luxury car was still there.
He entered the dining room and enjoyed the food prepared by the bunny girl, replenishing his strength.
He cut off a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and slowly chewed, suddenly thinking of Fu Qingyang’s family, which had huge industries abroad. This guy, like Guan Ya, grew up abroad as a child.
It’s normal for him to have contacts with the The Way of the Extraordinary abroad.
Zhang Yuanqing slowly chewed and swallowed a piece of steak, picked up the bowl filled with mashed potatoes, and scooped it spoonful by spoonful. The soft and smooth mashed potatoes mixed with special sauce and pepper, the saltiness was moderate, and the aftertaste was endless.
When he finished the mashed potatoes, footsteps came from the direction of the stairs, accompanied by Ling Jun’s attentive voice:
“Miss Annie, don’t be in a hurry to leave, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dinner. Fu Qingyang is a abstinent pervert and doesn't know how to respect ladies, but I do, Miss Annie, Miss Annie”
Zhang Yuanqing quickly poked his head out and looked outside, only to see Mr. Bill and Miss Annie, striding outside, as if they didn’t want to stay for a moment. Ling Jun, wearing flip-flops, followed beside him flatteringly, saying “Miss Annie” and “dinner” in every sentence.
A complete simp.
Unfortunately, Ling Jun’s diligence did not earn Annie even a glance. He rode in a luxury car and drove away from Fu Jiagou. Zhang Yuanqing came out with an oily sausage and laughed:
“Although the quality of foreign horses is good, their temperament is too strong and their eyes are too high. It seems difficult to control them. Young Master Ling Jun should continue to drive domestic ones.” Ling Jun shrugged and lay on the soft sofa: “I don’t know whether their temperament is strong or not, but their vision is indeed high, and they don’t like ordinary The Way of the Extraordinary. ""Ordinary?" Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the sausage: “Didn’t you tell her your identity? You are one of the top mainland tycoons.”
Ling Jun “haha” twice: “I’m just teasing her, there are hundreds of enchanting dry reds in the world worth savoring, only the women of the Beauty God Association cannot be touched, they are roses with thorns. Well, you know the Beauty God Association, it is composed of a group of "lust" professions.
The same level is not good.
“They are The Way of the Extraordinary from abroad, what are they doing here?” Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to inquire.
“What else can the Void profession do, of course, do business. The Songhai branch will sort out and sell some cost-effective, or overstocked props and materials every year. The Void profession is a merchant in the spirit world, and they have a strong obsession with trade. Therefore, the merchant guild composed of the Void profession has inventory far exceeding all organizations in the world, and the types are the richest.
“As long as you can afford it, props and materials of various professions can be bought from them. The transaction days are in June and December every year. The elders will of course not care about these trivial matters. After Fu Qingyang came, the task of trade was handed over to him. Annie just now kept winking during the negotiation, trying to corrupt our Comrade Fu with beauty, her intentions are sinister.”
I can also sell the eliminated and useless props to Mr. Bill in the future, or exchange them for things. This is much more cost-effective than submitting them to the branch. After all, points and military exploits are useless to me now.
Zhang Yuanqing recalled Annie’s angry departure: “As a result, the centurion didn’t fall for it?”
Ling Jun rolled his eyes: “Not only did he not fall for it, but that guy said with a serious face that if this transaction also includes Miss Annie’s body, then you have to pay me an extra fee for mental damage.”
How cruel. Zhang Yuanqing silently covered his face.
He found that Fu Qingyang was actually a bad-mouthed person. The longer you got along, the more you would find that under the cold and abstinent appearance was a poisonous soul. He could imagine what happened later without Ling Jun telling him.
“Business, you always have to bargain. They will come back in a few days. The Songhai branch’s large amount of materials and props is fatally attractive to the Void profession.” After Ling Jun finished speaking, he said
“You used the lost stunt of Jianghu on Guan Ya again?”
“No, I didn’t do anything this time, she came up and beat me.” Zhang Yuanqing said very aggrievedly. Ling Jun had a “I understand” expression on his face and said earnestly:
“Yuanshi, I have met a lot of beauties in Songhai recently, and I will recommend a few to you later. They are very considerate, gentle and virtuous, and charming, as long as you have money.” Zhang Yuanqing took out his cell phone and said righteously: “I am not that kind of person!“
The next day.
Zhang Yuanqing had breakfast and went out with his aunt. In the car, Jiang Yuer, carrying a small bag, and Zhang Yuanqing, carrying a backpack, stood side by side. The bright elevator door clearly reflected the figures of the two.
Jiang Yuer’s dress today is very simple, a light yellow short-sleeved shirt, slim-fitting cropped pants, and a pair of white sneakers.
This outfit shows off her figure well and adds a bit of youthful vitality. Coupled with her sweet and well-behaved face, it seems that she is just a well-developed girl, not a 25-year-old young woman.
Zhang Yuanqing admired the aunt’s beauty in the "mirror". In addition to being exquisite and cute, her facial features also had a jade-like feel. Looking at this face for a long time, people would suspect that she was a jade beauty.
Unlike those so-called rosy faces.
Jiang Yuer looked up at a 45-degree angle and looked at her nephew’s head a few times, raising her small hand to gesture. “Have you grown taller?” she said.
After becoming The Way of the Extraordinary, the body ushered in a second development, and it did grow four or five centimeters taller.
Zhang Yuanqing didn’t want to say more on this topic, looked down at a 45-degree angle, and joked: “You have also grown up.“
Jiang Yuer was furious, waved her hand and chopped the back of her nephew’s neck: “Bold! You dare to flirt with your aunt, what else can’t you, you little beast, do.” The two made a fuss for a while, until the elevator arrived on the first floor and opened the door.
Jiang Yuer immediately returned to her well-behaved and reserved posture. With the courtesy of several residents in the building outside the elevator, she took her nephew’s arm and stepped out of the car. Out of the building, Zhang Yuanqing got into his aunt’s car and went to Songhai University.
After the Chi Yuean case ended, he returned to his identity as a college student. He didn’t have to go to work during this time. He had to attend classes when he had to, and he couldn’t be idle at home all the time. Grandma was the first to disagree.
The white car arrived at Songhai University and stopped at the school gate. Zhang Yuanqing waved goodbye to his aunt. Watching his aunt’s car merge into the traffic, he turned around and walked towards the school with his backpack.
Suddenly, he was attracted by a figure at the school gate.
It was a young man in sportswear, with handsome features, a sports headband wrapped around his forehead, and a smile on his face. He was a standard sunny handsome guy. Girls entering and leaving the school often turned their heads to look at him.
But he turned a blind eye and seriously waved his broom, cleaning the dust at the school gate.
Demon Eye Heavenly King Zhang Yuanqing clearly felt his heart skip a beat, and then beat violently and quickly.