Chapter 252: Maid Yun Qin, Infiltrating Xu Corporation, The Mouse Has Truly Entered the Rice Jar (4K

Chapter 252: Maid Yun Qin, Infiltrating Xu Corporation, The Mouse Has Truly Entered the Rice Jar (4K)



"Hmm?"

Seeing An Luping's eyes lose their luster and start to laugh mindlessly, looking foolish, Xue Jing was slightly taken aback.

"This old guy's psychological endurance is too weak."

He shook his head. He had originally wanted to ask An Luping about the Dragon Sect to see if he could obtain any information about their location and wipe them out.

But looking at An Luping's current state, he would just be drooling even if he were cured. Forget it.

Xue Jing took a step forward, extended his right hand, and gripped An Luping's neck, lifting him high up.

Black flames surged from his hand, raging fiercely and engulfing An Luping's entire body. His physique began to disintegrate at a visible rate, as if being erased by an invisible eraser.

The foreign god worshipped by the Dragon Sect was 'Anantasesha, the Infinite Dragon', which looked more like a snake in nature, despite its name... At least, that was the case for the Dragon Sect members Xue Jing had encountered so far, whose abilities were mostly serpentine in nature.

And when it came to snakes, one of their most representative symbols was 'immortality'.

In almost any mythology, snakes were associated with immortality.

Xue Jing had encountered countless enemies who were as resilient as cockroaches... Some of their abilities even seemed more powerful than his own [Twin] and [Shadow] arts, making them a formidable bunch.

It was evident that something was amiss with An Luping's eyes, which were not normal. He had likely undergone some sort of ritual or genetic modification by the Dragon Sect, so it was better to be thorough and kill him.

The Shadowflame would annihilate everything, leaving no traces behind.

Xue Jing held An Luping in the flames until he was completely obliterated, leaving behind not even a trace of ash. He then turned his attention to the residence where Yun Qin was being held captive, but instead of immediately going in to rescue her, he took out his phone and called Ning Yuantai.

The call was answered at lightspeed, even before the first ring.

"Brother Xue, what are your orders?" Ning Yuantai's respectful voice came through the receiver.

He had long set a special ringtone for Xue Jing's number, and so far, he had answered all of Xue Jing's calls immediately, without exception.

"Yuantai, are you free now? It's like this..."

...

Xue Jing hung up the phone and stood quietly by the roadside, waiting.

Instead of rescuing Yun Qin himself, he thought it would be better to let Maomao come and pick up her maid personally.

He had considered going back to get Maomao himself, but he felt uneasy about leaving Yun Qin unattended, lest something unexpected happened in his absence.

So he called Ning Yuantai to bring Maomao over while he kept watch.

Xue Jing didn't have to wait long.

The roar of an off-road vehicle gradually came to a halt in front of the residence.

Even before the car door opened, Maomao leaped out of the window and pounced towards Xue Jing, who was waiting at the intersection.

"Ah Jing."

She didn't bother to maintain her pretense in front of Ning Yuantai anymore.

The delicate cat face, beautiful to the point of being alluring, wore an expression of anthropomorphic emotion, and her emerald-like pupils glistened with a watery sheen.

Xue Jing caught Maomao and cradled her in his arms like a baby, with one hand supporting her buttocks and the other resting on her back. He smiled and said, "What's wrong, Miss Wan? You look like you've been successfully wooed."

At his words, Maomao let out a soft hum and turned her head to the other side, refusing to answer.

Ning Yuantai opened the car door and stepped out from the driver's seat. Seeing this scene, he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Could this cat-tailed lady be Mrs. Xue?

"Yuantai, thanks again for your help this time." Xue Jing patted Ning Yuantai's shoulder gratefully.

"Don't mention it, Brother Xue. You're too kind. It was just a trivial matter," Ning Yuantai waved his hand dismissively, feeling pleased.

He thought to himself that if this continued, Brother Xue would gradually get used to asking him for help.

Then wouldn't he, Ning Yuantai, be the number one brother in Brother Xue's crew?

Oblivious to the thoughts running through Ning Yuantai's mind, Xue Jing carried Maomao into the residence.

Once inside, he pointed to the concealed basement entrance covered by a carpet and smiled, "Yun Qin is inside there."

Maomao looked up at Xue Jing's chin and asked hesitantly, "Ah Jing, where's An Siji?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment before replying, "I killed him."

Maomao sighed, "I see..."

Xue Jing spoke softly, "What's wrong? Do you feel sad?"

After all, they used to be in the same organization, so she might have some feelings for him.

Maomao shook her head. "No... It's just that someone I used to see often is suddenly gone, and it feels a bit strange."

Maomao leaped out of Xue Jing's arms, using her claws to hook and flip over the carpet on the floor.

Beneath it lay a metal basement entrance, secured by a handle.

Xue Jing walked over, crouched down, and grasped the handle, lifting it open.

With a dull clang, the basement entrance was revealed.

"Go on in," Xue Jing said softly.

Maomao nodded and jumped down.

Xue Jing followed closely behind.

...

In the brightly lit room, a little girl lay lazily on the sofa, watching TV and reaching for a bag of chips on the table. From time to time, she took a gulp from the soda can next to her, letting out a satisfied 'ah' as she sighed.

Maomao and Xue Jing froze when they entered and saw this scene unfold before them.

Having already heard the basement entrance being opened, the little girl thought it was An Luping and didn't pay it any mind. She didn't even bother to turn around.

Ning Fengwan spoke up, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Looks like I came a bit too early."

Hearing this all-too-familiar voice, Yun Qin finally realized what was happening. She turned around abruptly and saw the Sect Master she had been longing for... and that incredibly handsome man she had met once before.

Tears welled up in the slightly chubby-cheeked girl's eyes as she scrambled to her feet, unconsciously wiping away some chip crumbs from the corner of her mouth. She rushed towards Ning Fengwan and threw her arms around her legs. "Sect Master... I've missed you so much!"

Seeing the girl, now noticeably rounder in all dimensions, crouching and hugging her thighs, Ning Fengwan's lips twitched.

"What are you on about? You look like you've been having the time of your life. They've been feeding you well. At this rate, you'll be ready for market soon."

Hearing this, the little girl pouted and whined softly, "I only gained a little weight..."

Ning Fengwan huffed, "I thought you might be suffering or worse, and here I've been worried sick. And what do I find? You've been getting fat..."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Regardless, the important thing is that she's safe. It seems An Siji just wanted to use her to get to you, but he left some leeway. He didn't go too far."

Hearing Xue Jing speak, Yun Qin turned to look at him curiously.

He was a short man, just over five feet tall, and his baby face made him look even younger.

"Yun Qin, kneel down and bow to him," Ning Fengwan said softly.

"Oh," Yun Qin replied, immediately kneeling and bowing repeatedly to Xue Jing as if he were a deity.

Ning Fengwan watched her and said firmly, "His name is Xue Jing. He's my... ahem, our Dragon Sect's Grand Elder. Remember, from now on, seeing him is as good as seeing me. Whatever he says, you listen and obey without question. If he tells you to cut off your hand, you don't cut off your foot."

"Huh?" Yun Qin's face scrunched up in confusion and dismay.

"Do I really have to cut off my hand or foot?" she mumbled softly.

"Stop your babbling," Ning Fengwan said, giving her a slight glare.

Xue Jing chuckled, reaching out to ruffle her hair gently. "Good girl..."

Yun Qin was completely starstruck by his handsome face and gentle voice, and she giggled shyly, looking down.

...

With Maomao's maid successfully rescued, a new resident joined Xue Jing's villa in the Stop War base.

Perhaps it was because a huge weight had been lifted from her mind, but Maomao became even lazier. She used to sleep for over ten hours a day, but now it was closer to twenty. Sometimes, even when Xue Jing cooked, she would be too sleepy to get up.

The new addition, Yun Qin, at Maomao's suggestion, donned a black and white classical maid outfit and became a very professional-looking little maid.

While Xue Jing thought the maid outfit was great, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Maomao, who stayed at home watching anime all day, had clearly been influenced.

Perhaps due to having taken care of Ning Fengwan since they were young, Yun Qin was extremely proficient at household chores. She was quick and efficient, skilled in laundry, cooking, cleaning, and everything in between. She was diligent and never tried to shirk her duties, which made Xue Jing quite satisfied.

Of course, her cooking skills couldn't compare to Xue Jing's, whose culinary skills were almost at Level 8—he could make even instant noodles taste like a gourmet meal. However, Yun Qin was still among the best of mortals.

Time passed, and two days went by.

Midnight. The clock struck twelve.

Xue Jing opened his eyes in bed.

He gently lifted Maomao, who was snoring softly with her head on his chest, and placed her on the soft bed. Then, he got up and walked to the window, opening it just a crack.

He then conjured a thumb-sized ball of black flame and tossed it outside.

The tendrils of black flame under Xueheng's control twisted and turned, leading him over a distance of more than 160 meters to a small open space.

Xueheng closed the window in the room and conjured another ball of black flame before diving into it.

The next moment, his body emerged from the black flame in the small clearing.

This tiny area, less than two square meters in size, was a blind spot in the Stop War base's surveillance that he had scouted beforehand.

Xueheng's body slowly sank, merging with the shadows beneath his feet, moving silently away from the base.

After several days of practicing in the simulated environment of his consciousness, he was confident that he could bypass all surveillance and leave no traces of his presence.

And so, he decided to make his move tonight and infiltrate the Xu Corporation in the Skyscraper Center, attempting to steal the [GOD-098: Primordial Wind of All Creation].

Leaving the Stop War base, he continuously employed techniques like 'Shadow Stealth,' 'Shadow Jump,' and 'Aura Concealment' to evade the detection of both machines and living beings along the way, slowly making his way to the outskirts of Genesis City.

Upon emerging from the shadows, he looked up at the faint blue light membrane covering the entire city, barely visible to the naked eye.

"Just in case, don't touch that thing. It might be some kind of high-tech surveillance," Xueheng muttered to himself.

He released a small ball of black flame from his hand, which passed through the pale blue light membrane without incident, taking him outside Genesis City.

Then, with another shadow jump, he officially entered the wilderness.

It had taken him nearly two hours to reach this point.

Wiping away the slight sweat on his forehead, Xueheng activated his Shadowflame, and the pitch-black tendrils of the Shadow Armor completely enveloped his body, leaving only his eyes visible.

In the pitch-black night, his figure was almost imperceptible.

Soon after, he sped off toward the distant Skyscraper Center, which was illuminated by countless lights.

...

Two hours later, at 4 a.m.

Entrance of the 1002nd floor of the Skyscraper Center.

A small shadow, inconspicuous to the naked eye, slowly seeped through an imperceptible gap at the entrance.

Security personnel, armed with guns, patrolled the area diligently, but they failed to notice the tiny shadow in their line of sight.

Maintaining his Shadow Stealth, Xueheng followed the route he had planned in his consciousness simulation, carefully avoiding the security personnel and alarm devices.

Although the patrol routes of the security guards were different from the last time he was here, it didn't pose much of a problem for Xueheng.

His Shadow Stealth already made him difficult to detect, and coupled with his [Concealment] aura suppression, his presence was almost non-existent.

Moreover, his profound martial arts cultivation, quick reflexes, and sharp instincts allowed him to effortlessly evade any glances directed his way.

Proceeding without a hitch, after more than half an hour, he successfully reached the 1052nd floor.

This was the floor that previously housed numerous divine relics.

Xueheng had intended to stick to his plan and take advantage of the quiet night to first check floors 1097 and 1098 to see if the [Primordial Wind of All Creation] was there.

However, upon reaching the 1052nd floor, he hesitated for a moment before deciding to go all out! After all, what kind of mouse would enter a rice jar and not eat the rice?

He stealthily made his way to a transparent enclosure containing a pen and searched for an entry point but found none.

True to its name, the full enclosure seemed completely sealed.

But of course, he had a way around it.

Activating his Shadowflame, he manipulated the black currents of energy to form a small black flame, which he then shaped into a thin, black stick, resembling a chopstick.

He poked the stick-like flame into the unknown material of the transparent barrier, silently erasing a small hole in it.

Through this hole, Xueheng entered the enclosure in his Shadow Stealth state.

There was a surveillance camera inside the enclosure, but Xueheng positioned himself in its blind spot behind the platform holding the divine relic. He extended a hand from the shadows and gently placed his fingers on the pen-shaped divine relic.

[Detecting divine substance. Absorbing divinity...]



'From its appearance, this should be [GOD-1661: Golden Touch Pen],' Xueheng thought.

A pen that could turn anything written with it into pure gold, but it wasn't very useful.

Considering the writing speed of a person, it would take at least two hours or more to fill an A4-sized paper, resulting in extremely low productivity.

Moreover, this relic had to be used by a person; if given to a machine, it would become an ordinary pen without any ink...

[Divinity Absorption Complete]



[Divinity Held: 836]



'Excellent,' Xueheng thought with a raised eyebrow.

He left the enclosure and made his way to his next target...

...

(End of Chapter)

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