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Chapter 305: The Lamp Oil of the Yin Lamp
Chapter 305: The Lamp Oil of the Yin Lamp
"Has the evacuation been completed?" Fang Xing, dressed in his combat suit, said with a grim expression.
"It's been completed," his deputy, Xiao Yi, hurried over, then looked at the brightly lit Qingyun Residence not far away.
"Good. We must catch the Liu family's tail this time. We can't let them continue their lawless behavior." Fang Xing had received intelligence that the Liu family members inside the Qingyun Residence were making lamp oil for the Yin Lamp.
Lamp oil can be either good or bad, but it is crucial for the journey into the netherworld. It determines whether one can return from the underworld or if they will be subjected to terrifying attacks.
The method of making the lamp oil varies, and so do its effects.
There are both orthodox and unorthodox methods.
"Captain, this might not be easy. Even if we catch them, what can we do? The Liu family's patriarch is not someone to mess with. In the end, this will be swept under the rug, and it will be our men who suffer," Xiao Yi hesitated before speaking.
"Xiao Yi, what if it were our families and comrades inside? They can act wantonly against ordinary people today, but what if our families were inside tomorrow? Would you abandon them because of the Liu family's patriarch?" Fang Xing's expression turned serious.
As an official, he detested these old immortals from the previous era. These old immortals were remnants of the feudal period, viewing all ordinary people as ants.
In that era, they were called aristocratic families.
Fortunately, now, the government has developed spiritual energy technology, and combined with their outdated methods, they have managed to suppress these troublesome old patriarchs of the aristocratic families. However, their formidable strength has forced the Yan country's government to be cautious, implementing some lenient measures to maintain stability.
The old patriarchs of these families, seeing this, do not dare to escalate matters. For example, the Liu family has multiple times ventured into the netherworld to search for their direct descendants, manufacturing a significant amount of lamp oil, which is not obtained through orthodox means.
They use unorthodox methods, and they do so through outsourcing to avoid implicating the Liu family.
"Captain, this time, we are only dealing with a group of scattered evil cultivators. If we can find that Yin Corpse, we can cut off their source of lamp oil," Xiao Yi spoke plainly, implying that it would be best not to involve the Liu family, but destroying their Yin Corpse would prevent them from making lamp oil.
Fang Xing glanced at Xiao Yi and finally nodded. "I understand. A group of scattered evil cultivators."
He had no choice in the power struggles at the higher levels. Even if they found the source, what could they do? Once his initial anger subsided, he realized the risks and benefits.
Even if they caught them, it would only be a blow to the Liu family's strength, but for them, it could mean catastrophic consequences.
As long as they did not openly confront the Liu family, they could insist that this was a terrorist incident caused by scattered evil cultivators. The Liu family, no matter how resentful, would have to swallow their anger, as it would not be in their interest to make a fuss and give others a chance to exploit the situation.
The government is wary but not afraid. If the Liu family acted foolishly and provoked them, they would be eliminated.
"Notify the team; we are ready to move," Fang Xing said with a calm expression and then decisively gave the order.
Soon, all preparations were completed. The special forces team members took out a stack of talismans and put them on their bodies, and they also took pills.
As government personnel, they were always on the front lines, and they were well-equipped with various talismans and pills. The clothes they wore and the weapons they held were all magical treasures.
These were standard equipment for frontline personnel, and they were also provided with various supplies. The idea that they would need to earn contributions to get additional items was absurd and impossible.
If that were the case, who would be willing to work for the government? It would be like firefighters not being given protective gear or breathing apparatus and having to buy their own equipment with their wages after putting out fires.
While there is an exchange system to incentivize, these are additional measures. Essential battle items like pills and talismans are provided free of charge before the mission.
Withholding these items is not an option; they are essential for survival, and withholding them could lead to physical abuse or even legal action.
The special forces team completed their pre-battle preparations, each holding a spell and controlling a magical artifact.
"Move out!"
With that, a folding array disk was opened, forming an array that immediately enveloped the entire Qingyun Residence.
The practitioners who specialized in physical cultivation, wearing heavy armor and combat suits, immediately rushed inside, while the others used spells and magical artifacts to begin their actions.
The first priority was to protect the ordinary people inside.
The battle broke out instantly, and the several evil cultivators inside changed their expressions. They hadn't expected that the government officials would not turn a blind eye this time but would directly attack them. Naturally, they prepared to fight back.
However, soon, a voice came from upstairs, filled with arrogance.
"Captain Fang, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to go to such lengths to wreck my small shop?" A young man slowly descended the stairs, wearing a luxurious cloak and looking at the surrounding ordinary people with disdain.
"Master Liu? Ha, I didn't expect this to be your shop," Fang Xing walked in, a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
He truly hadn't expected that the young master of the Liu family would be here.
Hearing Fang Xing call him "Master Liu," the young man's expression turned grim. That name was a source of shame for him: "Watch your words. Call me Liu Huang or Young Master Liu."
Fang Xing didn't care about his attitude and instead walked over to Qin Muye's table, looking at him with some surprise. He casually picked up a piece of braised meat, wiped off the sauce, and revealed a pale, revolting slice of flesh.
"Your Qingyun Residence is feeding ordinary people the flesh of a Yin Corpse, preparing to use them as nourishment to refine Yin Corpse oil, right?"
"I don't care about your dealings with the netherworld, but murder is against the law."
Liu Huang glanced at Qin Muye, his killing intent growing stronger. The reason they left a clue was that Qin Muye hadn't eaten, while the Yin Corpse braised meat on other tables had been devoured by the diners.
"Hah, where there's a will, there's a way. Who knows if this blind man was sent by you to frame my Liu family," Liu Huang could only be defiant now.
"Whether it's true or not is not up to you. If your ancestor were here, I would definitely turn around and leave, but unfortunately, only you are here. Search him," Fang Xing waved his hand, and the special forces team members surged in.
"I'll see who dares. The Liu family has a long and noble lineage. Do you commoners dare to act? Think about your lives," Liu Huang gritted his teeth, focusing the attention on himself to divert the target.
However, these special forces team members were well-trained and paid no attention to him, starting their search.
In the end, Liu Huang had no choice but to use his trump card to avoid losing the Yin Corpse.
"Master Liu, think carefully before you act. Right now, it's just you and the evil cultivators, but don't drag the Liu family into this. That would be beyond my responsibility," Fang Xing saw through his intentions, which were essentially to call for backup.
But sometimes calling for backup works, and sometimes it doesn't, and even the backup might be in trouble.
Liu Huang, who had been entrusted with this task, naturally had his wits about him. For example, his apparent arrogance was actually a tactic to attract attention and appear foolish.
In the end, he steeled himself and surrendered.
The situation was beyond salvaging. He wasn't an evil cultivator, so staying put was safer than fleeing, which would only make things worse.
The evil cultivators had scattered like birds and beasts, but compared to the special forces team, they were no match. They were caught before they could run a few steps.
Those who managed to run far were shot on the spot. In the new era, magical artifacts and spells were not like the cold weapons of the past. Now, sniper rifles were refined into magical artifacts, using bullets with engraved talismans, which were faster, more powerful, and had special attack effects.
After eighteen years of development, technology had greatly integrated with spiritual energy.
"Captain, we found the Yin Corpse. The evidence is clear," Xiao Yi brought out a pale, revolting piece of flesh from the kitchen. This was the Yin Corpse, which had lost its human form due to the Liu family's excessive stimulation, harvesting, and feeding it with various yin substances.
"Please, Young Master Liu, would you like to make a call?" Fang Xing said with a mocking tone.
Liu Huang snorted, extended his hands to be handcuffed by the special forces team, and said, "No need."
After that, he was led away.
Fang Xing's mocking expression faded, and he looked at Qin Muye, who seemed a bit unusual.
"Brother, wearing sunglasses while eating, that's quite stylish," Fang Xing walked over, ready to probe.
(End of Chapter)
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