Chapter 368: 368. The Amazing Dog Ring
A black-dressed woman walked towards him.
Her light-gold irises were as calm as a deep well. After nodding, she passed by him.
“Let’s go, Mr. Xia. We shouldn’t stay here long.”
Her soft voice quickly faded into the distance. Xia Feng turned back in confusion, but the black-dressed woman was already far away.
Miss Mu’s emotions seemed surprisingly calm. Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to catch up.
The scarlet-haired maid in the sky transformed into a stream of light and descended, re-entering Mu Qingtong’s glabella.
She subconsciously looked up. The pitch-black night sky was reflected in her golden eyes, like a boundless, terrifying shadow, containing some ineffable emotion.
The serene night sky seemed to presage another downpour.
The two remained silent all the way.
Xia Feng followed silently behind the black-dressed woman and soon left District H.
Helyan City was divided into twenty-six districts, simply named with the letters A to Z.
The area where the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall committed the massacre was District H.
In less than a day, the casualties were estimated to be five hundred thousand. However, judging by the situation, rescue teams had not arrived in time.
As Xia Feng and the woman stealthily left this district, several points of light flickered in the dim eastern sky.
They were airships, forming a massive fleet that roared towards District H.
Engraved on the sides of these airships were characters in a swirling, majestic script against a silver background: [Shang], exuding a warlike aura.
The four pillars of the empire each had their own banners, also known as [Gate Flags].
[Shang] was the flag of the Fourth Pillar.
The Fourth Pillar commanded two legions: the Li Dong Legion and the Yin Dragon Legion.
There were no Yin Dragon Legion forces stationed in District 41.
Therefore, this fleet likely belonged to the Li Dong Legion.
At the same time, a hundred figures in white robes and trench coats were rapidly approaching from the northwest.
Judging by their attire, they were members of the Holy Department of District 41.
Not only that, but another fleet broke through the clouds in the eastern sky.
It was the Black Moon Fleet. With a wave from a majestic priest, countless silver-armored knights descended upon the district to begin the rescue.
These three forces arrived with remarkable coordination, appearing within seconds of each other, and immediately began disaster relief efforts.
Xia Feng and the woman watched quietly from a distance for a while.
Drizzle fell upon the dim city.
As military trucks and vehicles from various media outlets and television stations entered the disaster-stricken district, the two no longer lingered and turned to leave.
According to the information currently obtained.
The reason the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall carried out a large-scale, indiscriminate massacre in District H of Helyan City was due to a certain deal made with the City Lord, Ye Li Helyan.
Ye Li Helyan was not only the City Lord of Helyan City but also held multiple military positions, including Walker of the Li Dong Legion and Commander-in-Chief of Dong Sheng Fortress.
Therefore, the disaster in District H was actually a staged performance by Ye Li Helyan.
But what was this guy’s ultimate goal?
It was unknown.
However, it was no longer important. The Origin Water hidden in Dong Sheng Fortress was more crucial.
Xia Feng decided that once his Spirit Pressure reached the Fifth-stage, he would find a way to explore the fortress.
Mu Qingtong seemed to have a clear destination. Xia Feng said nothing and followed her through several districts.
The Enlightenment Domain could last for 24 hours with each use, so he didn’t idle while traveling.
After passing through five districts, his domain covered a total of 1.6 million people as he moved.
He copied 84 spirit artifacts.
There were no B-grade spirit artifacts, not even C-grade or D-grade ones.
There were 84 N-level spirit artifacts.
However, a few of these spirit artifacts had quite interesting effects.
[N·Rich Woman’s Joy Ball: When used on a male, your mood inexplicably improves, and your luck with wealth increases to a certain extent in the coming days.] Some N-level spirit artifacts were like this. They had little combat value, but when used appropriately, they could achieve effects far exceeding D or even C-grade spirit artifacts.
[N·Charm Goggles: When tied to the eye area of a target, the target’s physical sensory sensitivity is increased by 50%, and their spoken words carry a charm effect.]
[N·Amazing Dog Ring: If this ring is successfully placed on a target’s neck, they have a small chance of subconsciously sticking out their tongue when they speak, and an even smaller chance of barking “woof” at you.]
“…”
Xia Feng silently looked at the delicate, fair neck of the black-dressed woman ahead. Soon, the two arrived beneath a skyscraper in District D.
Xia Feng looked up.
The six-hundred-meter skyscraper resembled an ancient giant sword inserted upside down into the earth, piercing the sky.
[Bronze Tower]
Looking at the introduction of this landmark building on his phone map, Xia Feng was surprised.
“Wait, Miss Mu, this isn’t one of your assets, is it?”
“Mm.”
!
The black-dressed woman seemed unwilling to say more. She nodded softly and walked slowly through the entrance.
Xia Feng pursed his lips and followed closely behind.
The first-floor lobby was spacious and bright, with a translucent glass ceiling and a minimalist, modern decor.
Reception, meeting areas, information service points, and other zones were clearly defined.
Even at one in the morning, there were women and men in professional attire and well-fitting suits moving about, and the lights were on.
A beautiful woman with long, wavy blonde hair and a professional hip-skirt was already waiting at the edge of the hall. She bowed slightly:
“Esteemed guests, please follow me.”
The two had already changed their appearances to be ordinary. They followed the woman into a VIP elevator and ascended.
Xia Feng observed the various floors of the building through his Eye of Deconstruction. Every floor was brightly lit.
Some floors had hundreds of workers diligently putting in overtime in hive-like workstations, while others were dedicated to combat practice and Spirit Master cultivation.
However, what made Xia Feng’s pupils contract was:
One floor was decorated like a church’s sacred hall. The lighting was dim, and a statue of Mu Qingtong was placed high above. Fifty men and women in red, hooded robes knelt uniformly below the sacred steps, their eyes closed in pious devotion, murmuring prayers.
Mu Qingtong showed no intention of introducing the place to him, so Xia Feng didn’t mind. He reached out and tapped a few times on the electronic screen in the elevator.
Information about the building popped up.
After a quick scan, Xia Feng roughly understood.
Before Mu Qingtong participated in the Spirit Song competition, she had already begun preparing the Bronze Fund, a record company, a media company, and music education. It was estimated that soon, once she integrated her resources, the Mu Shen Group would be born.
Xia Feng keenly noticed that Mu Qingtong was involved in over a dozen industries, but they were all basically related to singing. She seemed dedicated to spreading her voice throughout the world.
This building was one of Mu Qingtong’s assets, and almost everyone applying for a job here was Mu Qingtong’s fan.
The fact that it was brightly lit and people were excitedly working overtime at one in the morning indicated that these were fervent fans.
This level of dedication would make capitalists weep.
It was terrifying.
Xia Feng gained a deeper understanding of Mu Shen’s influence throughout the Empire.
He even had reason to suspect that this place might also be a secret stronghold of the Peach Organization.
That a large number of Peach Organization members were present.
Unfortunately, he, the great leader of the Peach Organization, was completely unaware of this.
Soon, the elevator reached the top floor – floor 200.
The blonde woman bowed respectfully to the two, and the elevator doors closed, descending.
The 200th floor was an elegant and simple living area with a bedroom, a swimming pool, and a garden.
However, as Xia Feng walked through the door of the luxurious and classical living room, he heard a soft “click” of the lock behind him.
The walls of the vast living room were covered with intricate spirit patterns, forming a formidable cage that isolated the interior from the outside, possessing defensive capabilities that even a Venerable could not breach.
Xia Feng stood still, and the woman’s unhurried footsteps came from behind him, faintly echoing in the silent, enclosed space.
It was like the ominous prelude to death, conducted by the God of Death himself.
