Chapter 339: The Night Rain Passes Swiftly
Chapter 339: The Night Rain Passes Swiftly
In the southern part of Center City, within the Virtue Adoration District, at the Eternal Life Pavilion, the headquarters of the Heavenly Tolerance Gang.
Inside the pavilion, one of the gang's senior elders, Yu Hongming, sat beneath a hanging calligraphy of the words "Heart Patrol." Before him, a young boy knelt and repeatedly kowtowed.
Yu Hongming appeared to be a man in his fifties or sixties, but in reality, he was already one hundred and ten years old. As one of the esteemed elders, he had largely stepped back from managing affairs forty years ago and devoted himself to mentoring his disciples.
Looking at the young boy, he asked, "Did Little Wu send you here?"
The boy replied, "Yes, sir. Little Wu asked me to find the old master."
"If Little Wu sent you, then your talent must be quite impressive."
Yu Hongming spoke in a gentle tone, appearing very amiable, but the two men standing behind him had stern expressions, emanating an invisible pressure.
"What's your name?"
The young boy said, "Old Master, my name is Guan Chengqi."
"A good name," Yu Hongming said. "Unpolished jade cannot become a vessel. Starting tomorrow, you will train with your senior martial brother Tian Er." He added, "Tian Er, you take him under your wing."
The man standing on his left nodded respectfully and said, "Master, leave it to me. If Senior Brother Wei has his eye on him, he should be capable."
"Then take him down and teach him the rules first."
"Yes," Tian Er stepped forward and said to the boy, "Follow me."
The boy kowtowed a few more times to Yu Hongming and then followed Tian Er downstairs.
After the two left, another gang disciple standing on the right approached and whispered, "Master, I just received a message. Zuo Caidao has found Senior Brother Wei."
Yu Hongming muttered, "Zuo Caidao?"
"He's a somewhat famous bounty hunter, and he seems to have come from the military."
"Someone from the military..."
Yu Hongming seemed to recall something. At his level of combat cultivation, every stage of his life was vividly etched in his memory, and recalling one event would bring forth many associated details. However, he quickly restrained his thoughts and sighed, "There are indeed many formidable young people these days."
The disciple said, "Master, after Zuo Caidao, will Senior Brother Wei be the last one?"
Yu Hongming replied slowly, "No, there's still one more." He gazed outside, "Whether this hurdle can be overcome depends on him."
When Chen Chuan emerged from the Arena Stadium, it was already 8:00 PM.
In reality, the stadium still had a schedule for evening matches, primarily featuring early-round losers who hadn't been eliminated and independent participants.
If certain fighters gained significant popularity and support, they might qualify for the main tournament or even the finals.
Once a fighter advanced to the latter stages of the tournament, under the framework agreement, they would receive not only a monetary reward but also necessary implants provided free of charge by the sponsoring companies.
The better a fighter performed, the more support they would receive from the companies. With luck, they could leave with not only high-end implants but also a substantial sum of money. Therefore, since the establishment of the Arena Tournament, countless fighters have willingly participated each year.
However, Chen Chuan knew that while the high-end implants seemed attractive, from the moment of implantation, users had to consume large amounts of anti-alteration medicine and sedatives annually. They also had to undergo occasional adjustment surgeries and participate in designated tests. The money earned might eventually find its way back to the company.
Furthermore, these implants might have biofield frequencies, and if the individuals with these implants had future conflicts with major companies, the effectiveness of the implants could be in question.
Upon returning to the Mystic Palace Tower, Chen Chuan arranged a time with Tan Zhi for the next day, took the elevator back to the dorm, and washed up. He then added some water and food for Chao Ming and contacted Wu Bei to inquire about the situation.
As soon as the call connected, Wu Bei raised his voice and said, "Chen Chuan, today you asked me to remove the concealment, and I found someone checking your travel route!"
Chen Chuan's heart stirred slightly as he walked to the window, gazing at the pillar of light surrounded by countless neon lights. He asked, "Oh? Can you confirm the approximate time?"
Wu Bei replied, "It was around 11:00 AM."
Chen Chuan's thoughts turned. That was about an hour after he entered the arena. He asked, "Can you identify the source?"
Wu Bei said, "It's unclear. The person used highly skilled techniques and must have employed a Resonance Nest. I didn't dare to trace it, and their observation speed was incredibly fast. All traces were wiped clean, leaving no clues. If you hadn't asked me to pay attention, I wouldn't have noticed."
"Highly skilled?" Chen Chuan asked.
"Extremely!"
Wu Bei's tone became serious. "When I've touched the biofield information of various major companies, the feeling is similar. Usually, I dare not venture too close to their peripheries. But these people are different from the companies; I can't pinpoint it, but the style is distinct."
Chen Chuan already had a hunch. Based on the timing and motive, it was likely the team behind Wei Wusheng, as ordinary people wouldn't have such advanced technical support.
"Little Brother Wu, I need your help to keep an eye on them, but don't alert the others," he said.
"I understand!" Wu Bei replied emphatically, sensing that this opponent was unlike any he had faced before. He couldn't afford even the slightest mistake.
After Chen Chuan ended the call, he checked the platform for any updates. Zuo Caidao had sent a message earlier, but there had been no further communication since.
According to Wei Wusheng's usual style, he should have posted a photo after dealing with Zuo Caidao. But there was still no sign of any activity from him.
Standing by the window, his eyes reflected the dazzling and chaotic lights outside. After a while, he turned back, retrieved the Xuejun Blade, and sat down on the sofa. He unsheathed the blade and carefully wiped it with a cloth.
Every time he meditated and took his medication, he placed the Xuejun Blade beside him. As his abilities improved, his communication with this altered blade became increasingly smooth.
The wind blew through the window, causing the curtains to flutter, and the moonlight outside shone into the room, casting a faint, cold light upon the blade.
The long night passed quickly, and still, no news came from the platform.
Neither Wei Wusheng nor Zuo Caidao had sent any messages, leading to suspicions that they might have killed each other.
The Handling Bureau had rushed to the Deep Mystery District, where Zuo Caidao had sent his last message. However, upon arrival, they found that the person was already gone. Tracking his movements, they discovered that Zuo Caidao had possibly left Central City.
If that was the case, could it mean that Wei Wusheng was also outside the city?
Once outside the city, many skills would be useless. Third Dimension Fighters possessed exceptional survival skills, making it nearly impossible to find them in the wilderness.
Inevitably, the Handling Bureau's attention shifted to the outskirts and the edges of Central City.
In a residence within the Martial Stability District of Central City, Wei Wusheng, who was believed to be outside the city at the moment, sat with the head of Zuo Caidao placed beside him. The hole in his forehead, which had been there since yesterday, had not only healed completely overnight but also appeared better than ever before.
The previous day, Wei Wusheng had lured Zuo Caidao out of the city and fought him without holding back. This guy's reputation is well-deserved. He might not be the strongest, but he's the most dangerous opponent I've faced so far. His bayonet technique is exceptionally fierce, and his blade is made from a special altered organism. Even my cross-training and sturdy bones couldn't withstand it."
"I could make mistakes repeatedly, but my opponent couldn't afford to. Despite his exceptional mobility, he would retreat the moment he felt he couldn't kill me. Although my speed couldn't match his, my endurance was excellent. Plus, I wasn't alone. In the end, I caught up with him just before he entered Central City and killed him."
"In the past, he would immediately post photos on the platform after killing someone. Everyone thought he would do the same this time, but he won't. Everything he's done so far has been for today's target."
Wei Wusheng took out the nutrient paste and slowly ate it, then consumed some energy-boosting and spirit-lifting medications he carried with him.
He put on a brand-new training uniform that his team had prepared for him, then stood up. He stretched his joints and carefully secured the hammer at his waist. Then he walked into the front yard.
It had rained the night before, and the weather today seemed excellent. The sun shone brightly, and a layer of mist hovered in the air.
Suddenly, a slightly unclear voice from the boundary token reminded him, "The time is approaching. We will block the domain signals and secure your escape route."
Wei Wusheng looked up and said, "Thanks." He then strode out.
Since he couldn't directly send a message, his words weren't heard by those waiting in the hideout, but they could discern what he said from his expression and body language.
One of them remarked, "It's rare to hear Wei Wusheng say thank you. He must be taking this opponent very seriously."
The leader observed for a moment, then said, "Check on that other person again."
"Yes!"
In the Mystic Palace Tower dormitory, Chen Chuan opened his eyes from his meditation. He glanced at the bright light outside; the morning sun created a tapestry of light and shadow, yet it filled the air with excitement and hope.
Chaoming, seeing that Chen Chuan was awake, flapped its wings and chirped happily towards the sunlight.
Chen Chuan slowly stood up. He first freshened up, then took the nutrient paste and some medications. After getting dressed, he put on the protective armor and the Handling Bureau uniform with the wide-brimmed hat.
He also wore the protective gloves that matched the uniform and walked over to the sword rack. He picked up the Xuejun Blade, and the blade seemed to sense his mood, vibrating slightly. "No need to rush," he said.
The blade calmed down, and Chen Chuan picked it up and walked to the door. He waved at Chaoming, who had been watching him, and left.
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