Chapter 425: Wine Factory (3k)
Following the eccentric middle-aged woman into a rear train carriage, the moment Su Jiu stepped into the compartment, she heard a chanting sound. Looking out at the night sky, it created a very eerie and chilling atmosphere.
“Lord of the Gods, please save this suffering world…”
Upon hearing this, Su Jiu was slightly taken aback. She put her hands in her pockets, turned her head, and quietly watched the middle-aged woman beside her who had suddenly spoken. This superstitious way of speaking made her even more certain that these people had been brainwashed.
After another half a minute, the middle-aged woman stopped chanting. She suddenly remembered Su Jiu was still by her side and quickly clasped her hands together, offering an apologetic smile. She whispered, “Sir, after hearing the prayers, we ordinary cultists have to join in. I temporarily forgot to lead you.”
“It’s nothing.”
Su Jiu smiled lightly and waved her hand, turning to look into the room. Her mental power surged out like a tide. At first, she was stunned, then she frowned, thinking to herself:
“Besides the two auras I sensed before, there seem to be two high-ranking War General level existences inside. Is it Shadow? But the auras don’t seem quite right.”
Soon, the middle-aged woman pushed open the large door. All eyes inside turned to look. Su Jiu also looked through the gap in the door and found the scene inside to be very strange.
It was like when she used to do volunteer teaching. Everyone inside sat neatly. A blackboard was set up in front. At the front were a middle-aged man and woman dressed in ordinary missionary clothes, holding teaching sticks. The man was as thin as a monkey, and the woman was slightly plump, seemingly deferring to the man.
They were probably disguised as an ordinary religious sect to evade pursuit by the Dragon Hunters.
Behind them was a group of plainly dressed middle-aged people or elders. They glanced at Su Jiu and then looked away, concentrating intently on what the two in front were drawing on the blackboard.
Su Jiu discovered that the two high-ranking War General level existences were strangely located among the crowd. Her gaze fell on a young woman, next to whom was a middle-aged man in office attire with glasses. The two, unexpectedly, did not look over.
Su Jiu narrowed her eyes. With their cultivation levels, they could not possibly just be ordinary citizens. Who were they?
“You cultists are not allowed to wear this kind of clerical clothing…”
Two cultists in the front row noticed Su Jiu’s arrival. The female cultist frowned slightly.
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Before she could say anything, the man’s eyes flickered with confusion. He pulled at the female cultist’s sleeve, shaking his head to signal her to stop talking, but he still uncertainly asked Su Jiu, “Are you the Priest?”
The male cultist’s voice echoed softly in the compartment. The office worker, who had been looking down, suddenly looked up and stared at Su Jiu. A fleeting expression of surprise appeared on his face, which he quickly concealed. His companion, the woman beside him, secretly looked at Su Jiu. Seeing that Su Jiu was also looking at the two of them, the tips of her fingers pressed down to the point of turning white.
“Yes.”
Su Jiu retracted her gaze and answered lightly. She thought it was normal for these low-level cultists not to have seen the Sect Leader’s attire. She then looked at the two on stage and asked again, “Are you heading to the Southwest Headquarters?”
“Southwest Headquarters? Sir…”
Upon hearing this, the man re-examined Su Jiu’s attire and said with some uncertainty, “There is no headquarters in the southwest. We are just sending these shallow believers for testing. If they meet the standard for divine descent, they will travel north with a certain mysterious big shot.”
“【God】, please take your most devout followers!!”
“Lord of the Gods!!”
…
Upon hearing the words “divine descent,” the cultists’ expressions became excited, and they even subconsciously shouted. The two individuals Su Jiu had noticed earlier also shouted, but their expressions seemed not too good, much more solemn than before.
“Perhaps I remembered incorrectly.”
Seeing the male cultist’s confusion, Su Jiu waved her hand indifferently. Then her gaze sharpened. “Divine descent” – as expected, these ordinary citizens were just preparations for divine descent. She had to intercept their journey in advance.
While Su Jiu was thinking, the male cultist seemed to understand something. He suddenly took a step forward and whispered in a voice only they could hear, “Sir, are you preparing for the 【Frost Bury】 plan? Is there a relative of a big shot on this train?”
“I am preparing something.”
Su Jiu was slightly startled and looked at the male cultist. She replied calmly, then retorted, “As an ordinary cultist, you shouldn’t be qualified to know about the 【Frost Bury】 plan, should you? Could you be a mole from somewhere?”
Being questioned by Su Jiu like this, the male cultist’s expression stiffened. The teaching stick in his hand clattered to the ground. He quickly waved his hand and replied quite seriously, “Absolutely not, Sir. The reason I know so much is largely because I have a Sect Leader in my family, named Luo Qiyun. You should have made arrangements with her to go to the southwest region, right?”
“Luo Qiyun?” Hearing this, Su Jiu pretended to think, then nodded thoughtfully, and chuckled, “I have had some exchanges with this Priest before. Take me to see her, and we will go north together then.”
“Since you know her, we will naturally take you to the gathering place to meet her.”
Hearing Su Jiu’s reply, this male cultist of an ancient god lowered his head, chuckled, and rubbed his hands together as he asked Su Jiu, “Sir, will we cultists be involved in the arrest action later?”
“They were already arrested before. You can continue with your work. I’ll just watch here.”
Su Jiu shook her head, then found a stool and sat in the back, taking out her phone to send messages, acting as if she was not an outsider.
She arranged for Bai Zhi and the others to stay at the first stop in the southwest region. In a while, she would also bring E Huo, who was watching cartoons, into the spiritual space.
The two cultists in front exchanged glances and then resumed their lecture. The cultists below seemed to listen even more intently with Su Jiu’s presence.
Time passed slowly. The night began to recede. Sunbeams without warmth shone through the car windows. The surrounding carriages also began to liven up. Bits of conversation penetrated the room through the door.
Glancing at the sunlight outside, the male cultist scanned the area below and said loudly, “We will be disembarking soon. Everyone disperse. Fifteen minutes later, we will gather at the Linbai Road section in the suburbs. Checks have been very strict recently. If you are questioned, come up with other excuses.”
“Yes…”
The believers responded in unison, and then they all left the room, leaving only a few cult members who were originally in the compartment. They seemed to have returned to normal, chatting about food and drinks, as if last night was like a dream.
Su Jiu also chose to leave first, as she knew this was no dream. If these people were transported north by the Priest named Luo Qiyun, it was possible that hundreds more would die.
Moreover, since the other party was also going north, it could be inferred from the text that the Priest must be related to the numbered organization. But did a Priest really have the ability to transport those people away so silently?
After Su Jiu turned to leave, the male cultist’s gaze fell on her Sect Leader attire. He narrowed his eyes, then said sternly to the female cultist beside him, “Immediately report to Archbishop Qiyun that a strange bishop wearing Black-clad Bishop attire is coming. She might be a spy sent by the other Red Robes to investigate The Singer.”
“Black-clad Bishop?!”
The female cultist was slightly taken aback. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she watched Su Jiu’s disappearing figure, unable to help but gasp. Under the movement of such big shots, they, these ants, were nothing.
After scanning the few shallow believers who remained in the compartment, she went to the thin monkey male cultist and whispered, “Lord Shadow, you said before that our spies responded that people from other forces had infiltrated. Does this Black-clad Bishop refer to them?”
The thin monkey male cultist’s gaze deepened. After seeming to ponder for a moment, he finally smiled and replied, “It’s not her, and it’s unlikely to be her. The aura on her is the aura of 【God Lord】.”
“The strength of the infiltrator is probably similar to mine, and they have special methods for concealing their aura. Their goal is not the 【Frost Bury】 plan, unlike the Dragon Hunters. Those people’s goal is…”
He suddenly smiled sinisterly, his gaze falling on the shallow believers eating buns. Looking at the smiles on their faces, he said in a voice only they could hear:
“These fools.”
…
“Southwest Baigu Station is arriving. Please disembark in an orderly manner and do not forget to take your belongings…”
As the broadcast announced, the train quickly arrived at the station. Su Jiu collected E Huo and, after briefly bidding farewell to Bai Zhi, also got off the train.
Looking at the surging crowd, she opened her map, preparing to hail a taxi to the street where they were supposed to gather. As she reached the street and placed a taxi order on her phone, she suddenly felt several auras locking onto her. There was a Battle King Level Expert, and the rest were High-ranking War General Level.
She casually looked around and saw several people dressed like ordinary people walking towards her. Their movements were quick, and soon they had completely surrounded Su Jiu.
She glanced at the closest person, dressed as a yellow-clad delivery driver. Noticing the alchemical walkie-talkie earpiece on his ear, Su Jiu raised an eyebrow. This person was a Battle King Level expert. Whose force did he belong to?
Then she said with a faint smile:
“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to make a move on a weak woman like me in the middle of the street?”
“A Black-clad Bishop is not a weak woman.”
The person dressed as a delivery driver paused, clearly not expecting their target to be so young.
Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly stopped. He felt a touch of coldness on his neck. His slightly dilated pupils slowly shifted downwards, and he found that sharp fingernails had unknowingly been placed on his neck. If he moved any more, he might have his carotid artery severed.
“Heh heh…”
Su Jiu chuckled lightly, raised her head slightly, and met the gaze of the Battle King Level delivery driver. She said softly, “Speak, who exactly are you people?”
