Chapter 680: Return to the Arena
Listening to the words in the earpiece, Su Jiu’s mind suddenly conjured the young man who had been shouting on the arena and frowned. Her gaze swept over Lin Chuan, who was kneeling, and she already had a high probability of guessing where the other person came from.
Then, the corners of her lips curved into a small arc, revealing a smile devoid of warmth. She pointed to the earpiece and mouthed a message to him:
“Tell him: The Shadow Society sends its regards to the young master of the Kamishiro family.”
Seeing Su Jiu’s mouth movements, Lin Chuan was stunned at first, as if pondering the meaning of her words. Immediately, his pupils constricted, and he stared at the girl with the slightly strange smile in front of him, exclaiming in surprise:
“How did you know…”
“Shh!”
Waving her hand, Su Jiu was unfazed by the shock in his eyes. She made a shushing gesture, then tossed the earpiece back to him. She raised her sword to his neck again, quietly watching his actions.
Seeing that no one was responding from the earpiece, the voice on the other end seemed to impatiently say, “Hey! Lin Chuan, can you hear me? After the exchange tournament is over, I’ll head to the back door.”
“Respond,”
Su Jiu forcefully yanked off Lin Chuan’s ring. After a brief inspection, she confirmed that all the Intermediate Magic Crystals were inside and then commanded softly.
She needed to give the Kamishiro family a warning. Their Divine Blood Potion involved government channels, which was none of her business, so she hadn’t acted personally, only notified the relevant organizations.
But this time, they had directly attacked her subordinate and intercepted her Magic Crystals. If she didn’t make a show of force, she would be treated as a pushover.
Feeling the coldness on his neck, Lin Chuan felt the approach of death. He took the earpiece, exhaled, and then said into it in a deep voice:
“Young Master, a Big Shot from the Shadow Society asked me to convey greetings to you.”
He wanted to resist the girl in front of him with his remaining strength, but the sense of crisis from within continually warned him that this was not the way. The best course of action was to obey her.
“Shadow Society? What happened to you?! Are there others with you?”
A voice exclaimed in shock through the earpiece, laced with confusion, clearly having guessed the other’s predicament.
“This…”
Hearing the voice from the earpiece, Lin Chuan did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked up at Su Jiu, waiting for her to speak.
Su Jiu smiled, pointed to the earpiece, and mouthed:
“Tell the Kamishiro family to be careful.”
Lin Chuan nodded, then did as Su Jiu said into the earpiece. Before he could get a reaction, Su Jiu snatched the earpiece back and crushed it.
“I’ll cripple your cultivation, but you absolutely cannot reveal anything about me, or the next time we meet will be your death.”
Su Jiu spoke for the first time, then raised her sword and thrust it towards his Dantian. With a “crack,” a sound of something breaking was heard.
As the sound echoed, Lin Chuan’s face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked ashen, and his aura became weak.
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This done, Su Jiu glanced at the black shadow beneath Lin Chuan, a slight smirk on her lips. She twisted and swung her sword, transforming it into E Huo.
Then, holding the long black umbrella, the two figures, one big and one small, headed towards the alley entrance, as if they had taken nothing, just like that lilac maiden.
Rain cascaded from the eaves onto Lin Chuan. He looked at the retreating figure, clenched his fist tightly, coughed a few times, and then used his arm to forcefully support himself up. After exhaling, he took a pager from his pocket.
“Beep beep…”
He looked around, then dialed the pager. He picked up his severed arm and staggered off in the opposite direction. He looked up at the increasingly heavy rain and thought to himself:
“Tokyo is about to change. I need to quickly inform the young master.”
His steps were slow, his blood flowing from his boots into the small puddles. Finally, the pager rang, and Kamishiro Fujiye’s impatient voice came through again:
“Hey! Lin Chuan, what’s going on over there?”
Hearing this familiar, explosive voice, Lin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief as if a great weight had been lifted. He looked at his still-bleeding severed arm and said with a bitter smile:
“Young Master, I met someone like a high-ranking member of the Shadow Society. She brought people to snatch all the Magic Crystals we intercepted, and she crippled my cultivation, saying she was sparing my life.”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the pager before a rather cautious question was asked, “How many people were there in total?”
“Young Master, we’ve gotten into serious trouble this time.”
Lin Chuan replied helplessly. After a brief recollection, he continued:
“Including that unknown high-ranking member, there were nine in total, but the lowest among them are Demigod Level powerhouses. Their forces are very strong. They may not have top-tier powerhouses like High-level War Gods, but they can definitely be considered pillars of strength.”
The person on the other end of the pager pondered for a moment and then asked again, “Do you know what that high-ranking member looked like?”
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan began to recall Su Jiu’s specific appearance. His gaze was slightly lowered, and his tone was slow as he said, “The other party was very beautiful, but her demeanor gave people a sense of decisive ruthlessness, like someone who kills often…”
As if remembering something, he suddenly paused. “Right, her avatar should be a quasi-dragon type. I saw a silvery-white dragon tail behind her…”
Just as he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly felt something clamp around his throat. Looking down, he saw a red armored hand grab his throat from behind.
“Shop Owner, I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it, so… die.”
A hoarse, buzzing voice echoed in the rainy night. Lin Chuan, with almost no resistance, tilted his neck and died in the alley.
This War God powerhouse lay on the ground like a beggar, without any dignity. Blood flowed with the rain into the ditch, turning into the sewage.
“Loyalty is not wrong, but it violates the contractual spirit of Bushido.”
Feng looked down at the corpse and muttered in a deep voice before dissipating into mist in the alley.
…
“Hello? Hello?!”
Listening to the abrupt end of the call, Kamishiro Fujiye, who was standing on the stage, also looked grim. Now, not only had he lost a large amount of Magic Crystal income, but he had also made an unknown enemy.
He put the specially made pager into his pocket, his mind becoming chaotic. He clawed at his blonde hair and started pulling at it.
Kamishiro Fujiye knew that this incident would inevitably be discovered by his father. After all, he was not his father’s only son…
“But that high-ranking member has a quasi-dragon bloodline, and a dragon tail, so she should be quite easy to find…”
As he was thinking, he seemed to see a figure in the distance opening the door to the exhibition hall and slowly walking towards him. His gaze followed, but it stopped at the swaying, pearly white dragon tail…
