Chapter 686: Cage
Chapter 687: Xia Feng, Yearned For By One Hundred Thousand People
The summit of Babel Tower.
A pitch-black, lightless place, like a life forbidden zone devoid of living beings, utterly dead.
But if one looked up, they could see a sky full of stars.
A river formed by countless stardust flowed like a mighty current, rushing from an unknown void in the endless distance, suspended upside down in the nine heavens.
It finally fell into this dark abyss, forming a stellar waterfall, its twinkling dazzling.
In the void ahead of the waterfall, three mysterious existences hung.
The closest to the stellar waterfall was a humanoid figure clad in a sacred white divine robe, with a flat, rhombic hood pulled down over its forehead.
Within the hood, only a wisp of ethereal blue flame burned quietly.
Despite having no face, it exuded a mysterious and unfathomable majesty.
“No wonder they invited us, the Golden Sparrow Flower, as external support. Moro, it seems your Black Moon is truly heading for decline.”
A lazy voice came from nearby, where a middle-aged man in a black trench coat stood. The center of the back of the coat was carved with the Golden Sparrow divine flower, a symbol of sanctity and authority.
The man had a light stubble on his chin, his complexion was somewhat pale, and there were faint dark circles around his eyes, making him look tired and listless.
He was An Xingjia, the ninth seat of the Twelve Seats of the Golden Sparrow Flower on Sparrow God Mountain.
The Golden Sparrow Flower, a family that appeared only after the empire’s unification, rose rapidly in just a few thousand years to become one of the seven great power factions, even subtly rivaling the Ye Li Clan. This was entirely due to the strength of the Twelve Seats of Sparrow God Mountain.
these twelve people were all children adopted by “Mother,” each possessing peerless talent and being super geniuses, almost every one of them had led an era.
“Senior Seat An worries too much.” From the front, Moro Saint Pastor’s ethereal blue flame flickered beneath his hood, emitting a hoarse, deep male voice. “After today, my church will return to its proper course, and will even become more powerful.”
“Oh? Is that so?” An Xingjia, with his dark circles, obviously wasn’t very convinced.
He had been observing this place for so long, yet he still couldn’t grasp Moro’s true intentions.
However, it was no longer important. Internal strife within the Black Moon would not affect the development of the Golden Sparrow Flower, and he was too lazy to care about the Black Moon’s future.
As long as this transaction was successful, even if the Black Moon committed the heaven-defying act of killing a god, it would be none of his business.
“Many seats of Sparrow God Mountain have personally investigated for years, but have never been able to ascertain the final whereabouts of the Fourth Flame after the destruction of the Cha family.”
“Moro, do you truly know?” An Xingjia narrowed his lazy eyes.
“Senior Seat An is as suspicious as ever. Rest assured, after this matter is settled, I will not only tell you the whereabouts of the flame but also help you plunder it together.”
The ethereal flame burned, and the hoarse male voice under the hood was deep. “Furthermore, there is a contract. I still cherish my life and dare not violate the death pact made by your Mother.”
As he spoke, the ethereal blue flame under the hood suddenly expanded slightly. He raised his hood, as if looking up, and his hoarse, deep voice exclaimed in surprise, “Interesting, there’s such a space technique?”
“What, is there a guest?” Senior Seat An brushed the sleeves of his robe and said lazily, “Do you need us to act?”
“No need to trouble yourselves, it’s just a little mouse.” Moro Saint Pastor shook his head. “Sending a Red Robe would be enough to handle it.”
An Xingjia nodded. According to the contract, they, the Golden Sparrow Flower, were here as hired muscle today, but if they could avoid taking action, he naturally wouldn’t bother.
However, at this moment, the third mysterious existence beside An Xingjia, who had been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.
This was a young girl wearing a blue and white JK uniform. Her art style was very different from Senior Seat An and Moro Saint Pastor.
Shirt, tie, short skirt, black silk stockings, small leather boots, and soft black hair cascading down her back, exuding youthful vitality.
However, her sweet and exquisite oval face had a subtle silicone-like texture. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the girl seemed to be a silicone doll.
“What is it, Madam?” An Xingjia’s tired eyes, like a panda’s, looked at the girl. The girl’s exquisite little face slowly turned, the corners of her lips curled into a strange and creepy smile, and her thoughts echoed in An Xingjia’s mind, her words stuttering: “Xia Feng, has broken in, into the tower.”
“!” An Xingjia’s lazy gaze instantly sharpened, his pupils contracting almost imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his composure, his thoughts deepening: “Are you sure?”
“Certain.”
“Heh~ Then we’ve come to the right place today.”
An Xingjia didn’t expect to be so lucky as to encounter Xia Feng.
Those who provoke the Golden Sparrow Flower are recorded and placed on the “Hunting List.”
The hunting list is divided into 7 levels, from First-stage Spirit Master to Sage, based on the importance of the hunt.
However, a few months ago, Mother specially issued the highest hunting order, adding an 8th level wanted list with only one name.
—Xia Feng
Along with detailed personal information and a photo of this person.
!
He was a young man not even twenty years old, not even a Venerable.
Yet he was more important than a Sage of Light, the Golden Sparrow Flower’s greatest enemy, who they hadn’t been able to kill for thousands of years—on the hunting list.
And Mother hated him even more!
He was singled out as an level 8 wanted criminal!
When this news was announced, the Twelve Seats of Sparrow God Mountain scattered across the empire were all shocked. Some even returned to Sparrow God Mountain to confirm the situation with Mother.
Mother did not offer much explanation, only saying that Xia Feng possessed a “lost authority” and explained the precautions to be taken when capturing Xia Feng, as well as providing the Twelve Seats with specific means for tracking and capturing Xia Feng.
But no matter what, Xia Feng had already caused a frenzy within the Golden Sparrow Flower. Many of the younger generation were determined to capture him.
After all, if this pursuit mission personally issued by Mother could be completed, it would truly allow those younger generations to soar to the heavens in one step.
Of course, even the seats who had already reached the Twelve Saint Seats harbored ambitions.
Unfortunately, although Xia Feng’s resume seemed to indicate he wasn’t very strong, his whereabouts could not be found.
However, during the investigation, An Xingjia discovered an interesting fact: Xia Feng was not only wanted by the Empire but was also on the kill lists of the Black Moon Holy See and the Ye Li Clan.
Originally, he had even suspected that this young man had already been killed by the Black Moon Holy See or the Ye Li Clan.
He no longer bothered to expend energy searching.
But he didn’t expect that today, while being forced to work as muscle for the Black Moon Holy See, he would unexpectedly encounter this young man, yearned for by over one hundred thousand people of the Golden Sparrow Flower.
It turned out to be effortless.
While thinking with ease, An Xingjia looked up and said, “Since the cooperation has been reached, let my Madam go. We, the Golden Sparrow Flower, have always been fair and just. It wouldn’t be right if we did nothing, would it?”
“That is acceptable.”
Moro nodded his hood lightly, not suspecting much. He said, “The intruder is Jiang Qiue, hiding near Miao Shi. Madam An, please do not kill her. Bring her to the tower, heavily injured.”
Seeing this, An Xingjia’s thoughts echoed to the JK uniform-clad girl, “Go, extract Xia Feng’s soul, and reclaim the authority that belongs to Mother.”
Her eyes were dark and vacant. She nodded lightly, and her figure dispersed into wisps of black lines, disappearing into the darkness.
