Chapter 274 - 246: One Sword_l

Chapter 274: Chapter 246: One Sword_l

Lan Haitian stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building, looking down at the murky sunglasses woman and Tuoba Wanyi walking along the streets below, an inexplicable smile playing on his face.

“Are those two the ones?” he asked.

He turned and posed the question to a middle-aged man who was bound by

Yuan Magnetic Force and collapsed on the roofs concrete.

“Yes, yes, yes, she was the one who contacted me.

The middle-aged man was the leader of Ascension Sect in Red Sandstone City.

He had located the target as requested by the woman in sunglasses.

However, he had no idea that he would be captured by Lan Haitian that very night.

His job was gathering intelligence, not combat. Just thinking about Lan Haitian’s fearsome reputation terrified him enough to confess everything.

“Hmm, I didn’t expect it to be her.”

Lan Haitian looked down at the woman wearing dark sunglasses who was slowly walking towards the apartment building in the early morning, and could not help but express his amazement.

“Group Leader Lan, is it too late for me to abandon the dark and embrace the light?”

The middle-aged man, pinned to the rooftop by the Yuan Magnetic Force, cautiously posed the question.

“Don’t worry, I’m very merciful. Basically, as long as you don’t resist, I’ll spare my opponents’ lives,” said Lan Haitian with a smile. Yet this only frightened the middle-aged man more, as he trembled with sweat soaking his clothes.

“Group Leader Lan, please spare me!”

Bang!

Finding the man too annoying, Lan Haitian knocked him out.

“Hmm?”

Downstairs, the woman in sunglasses seemed to hear something and looked up

at the sky.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just suddenly feeling a little oppressed.”

She clutched her chest, following Tuoba Wanyi into the elevator.

Soon after, Qing Nu’s screams and Kong Feichen’s furious shouts could be heard.

But under the suppression of two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators, even if they were geniuses, they had no chance of breaking free.

“Good, it’s confirmed it’s a Dark Spirit Root.

The woman in sunglasses held Yang Jing down, drew a drop of blood from her fingertip for testing, and gave a satisfied nod.

“What about these two? Shall we kill them?

Tuoba Wanyi’s right hand shot out white spider-silk, bundling Qing Nu and Kong Feichen into two white cocoons, hanging upside down from the ceiling. -We aren’t the crazy ones from the Heretical Cult. We don’t need to cut off new disciples’ worldly ties.”

Shaking her head, the woman in sunglasses made her way to the door.

Despite Yang Jing’s struggles, it was as if she had been picked up by an invisible person. The woman in sunglasses reached out a finger and touched Yang Jing s slender, white throat, causing her to fall unconscious.

“Let’s go. Set up your spider silk to bind them for three days.”

Three days would be enough time for them to escape the territory of the sect with Yang Jing in tow.

“This is a nuisance.”

Tuoba Wanyi clicked his tongue.

Even so, he flicked his palm and two balls of spider silk shot out, cocooning

Qing Nu and Kong Feichen, whose heads were previously visible.

“Aren’t you going to make a move?”

A slightly magnetic female voice sounded next to Lan Haitian – as if an invisible figure was standing there.

“I was originally planning to, but my Dao-heart is giving me a warning.’ “Oh, is there a Core Formation Cultist from the Heretical Sect lurking in the shadows?”

“Whether there is or not, a little probing will reveal the truth.”

Lan Haitian watched the woman in sunglasses and Tuoba Wanyi leaving the lobby on the first floor with Yang Jing in tow. A mysterious smile graced his features.

-The same old rules. I’ll handle the weaker one, and you take care of the

stronger one.”

“No, don’t make a move this time.”

Lan Haitian said something that bewildered the hidden figure.

“What do you mean?”

■■I just feel that the duo from the Ascension Sect picked an excellent target,” Lan Haitian replied, taking off a button from his sleeve as he smiled.

He jumped down from the rooftop, abruptly dropping over thirty meters. He hovered outside the window of Qing Nu’s apartment, flinging the button. The spider silk that was originally supposed to bind Qing Nu and Kong Feichen for three days suddenly dimmed.

■■What’s the purpose of doing this?” asked the female voice.

Lan Haitian laughed and replied with a phrase that confused her further,

“It can make someone who doesn’t want to act, act.

Beep,beep,beep!

In the dead of night, Chen Mobai was cultivating his Pure Yang Daoist body and Qingyang Fire Seed, contemplating whether he could utilize Pure Yang Scroll’s spells to control Qingyang Fire. Suddenly, he heard the ring of his phone.

“Who could it be at this late hour? A prank call?”

just as he was about to hang up, he noticed the name of the caller.

Qing Nu!

What’s wrong?

He picked up immediately.

“What, Yang Jing was taken by two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators?”

After listening, Chen Mobai hesitated for a moment, but hearing Qing Nu’s tearful voice, he could no longer remain detached.

“Stay at home and wait for me, I’m on my way!”

Having said that, he grabbed his storage bag and jumped out of his room’s window.

The Sect had rules prohibiting cultivators from flying over the 36 Cave-Heavens and 72 Blessed Lands.

However, moving along rooftops was not prohibited.

As Chen Mobai rushed towards Qing Nu’s apartment, he called Lan Haitian.

“Hello!”

“Two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators have taken one of my friends. I suspect it’s the doing of people from Ascension Sect.

■■Oh, that’s a major incident, but I’m currently chasing after the two companions of that Gold Stone Nunnery disciple from this afternoon. 1 can’t leave..”