Blind Spot
Chapter 371: Xuan Ming Island 12

Chapter 371: Xuan Ming Island 12

A golden short sword coalesced into existence.

The long-lost All-Star Dragon Shadow Sword, propelled by Soft Qi, suddenly erupted.

After the breakthrough into the Dragon Realm by the Dragon Whisker Sect, Li Chengyi’s physical condition was constantly improving. Although it was slow, there were no longer any upper limits to his enhancements.

Or rather, the Dragon Realm wasn’t without limits, but it raised the original limits of humans to an extremely high degree.

Hisss!!

A flash of golden light.

The golden short sword turned into a streak of light, shooting out at high speed, instantly piercing through the walls of the hospital room and passing through Zhao Enshi’s left thigh in a flash.

With a splash, blood sprayed out.

Zhao Enshi didn’t even have time to react.

Immediately following was a second streak of golden light.

Hisss, hisss, hisss!

Four consecutive times, the golden glow pierced through both of his hands and legs, completely shattering them.

Inside his hands, the modification modules were also smashed into fragments, scattering all over the ground.

Zhao Enshi looked on in astonishment, only coming to his senses a second later when all four limbs were crippled.

"Ahh!!!"

He fell backward to the ground, letting out a painful cry.

"Brother!!" Zhao Enran yelled out as he rushed toward him, but halfway there, four streaks of golden light shot out simultaneously, accurately piercing him mid-air, lifting him off the ground.

Zhao Enran’s limbs were also pierced, creating four large gaping wounds as his body was flung backward by the tremendous force, slamming hard against the wall.

Thud.

He rolled several times, tumbling down from the wall, as a large amount of blood quickly pooled beneath him.

"Young Master Zhao! Who dares to attack Young Master Zhao!?"

Before the two brothers passed out, they saw Chen Jiahan rushing into the room, shouting furiously as he looked around protectively, shielding them with his body.

"Someone come quickly!" Chen Jiahan shouted.

Soon, a few Blind Spot Individuals arranged by Mingyuan hastened into the room. They began to help Chen Jiahan administer first aid to stop the brothers’ bleeding and quickly moved them.

Li Chengyi, from a shadowy spot outside the hospital, watched this scene, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly as he turned to leave into the distance.

With this, all of the Zhao Family’s forces in Fengnan Province were cleared out, and the Zhao brothers were saved during the assassin’s ambush.

Against a terrifying assassin capable of wiping out the entire Zhao Family head’s guard squad and a military colonel, Mingyuan Group’s effort to protect the Zhao brothers was already their utmost.

’In the end, Feilian only lacks the last two points of Evil Thoughts to fully evolve. Where should I get these two points from?’

The plan to flaunt muscles was already complete.

Next, it was time to return to old ways and swiftly complete the evolution of the Divine Flower Position.

"Brother Yi, the communication is restored. The Zhao Family has received the news and has already deployed the nearest Jiu Yi Expert to head our way. Mr. Liu Tongbei, the person in charge of Jiu Yi in Fengnan Province, has urged you to quickly handle all the details," Rainbow Candy reminded him through the earpiece.

"Thank him for me. It’s basically settled. Tell him not to worry," Li Chengyi replied.

Zhao Enshi did not die, and the assassin was completely wiped out by Mingyuan, cutting off all leads.

No matter which side wanted to investigate the truth, they could only see what Mingyuan intended to show.

"Brother Yi, are we safe after this?" Xiao Zhong asked in the channel.

"Perhaps, but there aren’t many dangers in reality. The real trouble is still the Blind Spot," Li Chengyi answered.

His figure flashed, and the next second he appeared in the shadows at the corner of a distant street.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In a manner akin to afterimages, he moved swiftly, flickering forward continuously.

In just a few minutes, he burst out of Nanzhou City and arrived at the rural outskirts to the north.

On the wide roads of the outskirts, a convoy of luxurious white sedans lined up, speeding into the territory of Nanzhou.

The vehicles seemed to sense something and braked urgently.

A door of the leading car opened, and several tall men and women carrying silver briefcases stepped out.

After these individuals disembarked, the following cars also halted, one after another.

The doors flung open.

Feiyi Masters carrying silver cases continued to exit their vehicles.

Each Feiyi Master had a cold gaze, a decisive air, and their actions hinted at special training.

A total of twenty-three Feiyi Masters got out of the cars, until the last one opened its door.

A somewhat frail-looking man, dressed in a black suit and white shirt, leisurely descended.

The man looked thin with short hair, akin to the quick cuts one finds in the shops at the mall for ten or fifteen bucks, with sunken cheeks and a worried expression.

He might blend in on the street with those middle-aged uncles nearing thirty-five who are on the brink of being laid off.

But here, he took his time to straighten his suit, then pulled a silver and black-edged metal briefcase from the car.

"Could any fellow daoists present care to come out for a chat?"

He ran his hand through his hair, taking a long breath out.

"I am Zhao Yingcong from the Seventh Fleet’s Emergency Investigation Department."

Although it was a question, the direction he was facing was precisely the shadowy corner where Li Chengyi stood.

Clearly, he had already spotted Li Chengyi.

On the deserted streets of the outskirts, in the dead of night with no one in sight, passing cars accelerated away at the sight of the convoy.

Aircraft flying overhead also diverted their path, not daring to cross this airspace.

By the side of the road, in front of a clothing store with transparent windows.

Crisp footfalls gradually approached.

Wearing a Purple Floral Dress, Li Chengyi slowly emerged from the shadows, staring at the other party.

This man claiming to be Zhao Yingcong didn’t seem any less formidable than Han Siyi, the great calamity from Star Lake he had just faced.

"People from the Zhao Family?" he asked in a low voice.

"This is Yi Country, I am not a private soldier of the Zhao Family, and it is impossible for anyone in the entire Yi Country to have a private army," Zhao Yingcong sighed. "I am just entrusted with a task, owing them a favor, to come and take away the brothers, Zhao Enran and Zhao Enshi."

"That’s all?" Li Chengyi asked.

"That’s all," Zhao Yingcong nodded.

As one of the three elites among the Jiu Yi’s ten heroes, his purpose for coming here was partly to test Mingyuan’s details.

The other part was to ensure the safety of the Zhao Enshi brothers to the greatest extent possible.

"The assassins have been handled and wiped out by us. The two young masters of the Zhao family are still safe, though they have suffered some minor injuries. The accident occurred on our Mingyuan territory, and we failed to ensure proper safety, which is our responsibility," Li Chengyi said sincerely.

"Not at all, managing to protect the two Zhao Enshi brothers from such a dangerous assassin organization is already quite an achievement. This time, we owe Mingyuan," Zhao Yingcong quickly replied. "If there is an opportunity in the future, we will certainly make reparations."

He sighed again. This place wasn’t the Zhao Family’s stronghold; the head of Jiu Yi’s Black Phoenix, Zhao Chengxi, even if powerful, was currently guarding a fortress and couldn’t reach them.

Originally, he held a slight hope that if the other party was wounded, he would seize the chance to strike.

Unfortunately...

"So, one last question," Li Chengyi slowly began to approach the other person step by step.

"Mr. Zhao Yingcong, since you are here to pick someone up, what then is your friend over there here to do?"

His steps paused as his gaze turned to the far left, to the roof of a plant exhibition hall.

There, a slender figure draped in black and bound with a red scarf stood tall, arms crossed, watching over this place.

A suppressed aura emanated, connecting Zhao Yingcong and this mysterious red-scarfed person as one.

Two Grade Eight powers!

Li Chengyi’s expression tensed slightly, and he unconsciously formed a Golden Sword in his hand.

One-on-one, he was confident he could exploit the information gap of the Flower Language Technique to kill one person.

But the complexity would vastly increase if two people teamed up.

Even so, understanding this, he did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

Whether he could beat them or not, he would only know after trying.

The three stood in silent confrontation.

Despite no air movement, it was as if three patches of quicksand had formed in the air between them, within which all others who got caught moved exceptionally slowly and awkwardly.

"Hehehehe..." Zhao Yingcong suddenly let out an awkward laugh.

"It seems we three have similar personalities," he said.

He was the first to back down.

Reality is not a game; he didn’t climb to Grade Eight and secure a high position just to risk his life over two main branch disciples of the Zhao Family.

"Let’s all be friendly; we’re all from Yi Country, what can’t be communicated and resolved through discussion?"

"I almost thought you two were about to chop me up just now," Li Chengyi smiled.

"How could that be, it was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding," Zhao Yingcong said with a laugh, waving his hand.

"But I’m a very sensitive person," Li Chengyi’s voice lowered as his gaze fixed on the other man.

"Why don’t you... try to chop me?"

He took another step towards the other man.

"Maybe you could succeed?"

A hint of killing intent leaked from him.

Zhao Yingcong’s expression stiffened, and his hand holding the suitcase tightened involuntarily.

He stared dead at Li Chengyi, ready to activate Flying Yi and launch an attack at any moment.

"Based on the combat achievements collected by Destiny just now, I have to remind you, your chance of winning is 31.21%," a soft female voice rang in his ear.

"I know... but what else can I do?" Zhao Yingcong murmured quietly.

A bead of sweat slowly seeped out from his forehead.

Before he came, he hadn’t paid attention, but on his way here, he received the latest intelligence from Destiny.

Only then did he realize that the person he was about to face had already cut down at least three top Grade Eight experts!

How long had it been? One month? Two months?

"Can the other person over there make a move?" Zhao Yingcong gritted his teeth and whispered.

"She said she’s preparing to retreat; the battle is not worth it even if you win. After all, Zhao Enshi isn’t dead," the female voice spoke again in his ear.

"To think she lacks loyalty, even though she’s also among the ten heroes of Jiu Yi!" Zhao Yingcong said, at a loss for words.

"She said not to worry; she’ll burn incense for you every year on this day once she gets back," the female voice continued.

"...." Zhao Yingcong’s expression changed from hesitation to resignation, then to determined resolution as he took a deep breath.

"Well then... it seems this time..."

Swish.

In that instant, Li Chengyi’s killing intent suddenly receded, and his previously tensed stance relaxed.

"Hahahaha... sorry, I was just joking. I didn’t scare you, did I?" he burst out laughing.

"Seeing how tense you were, I just wanted to lighten the mood. My apologies, my apologies," Li Chengyi said, opening his arms in a harmless gesture.

"....." Zhao Yingcong’s heart had almost leaped out of his chest; he had almost attacked in that moment...

"This guy... is kind of annoying..." the voice in the headset spoke again.

"Hmm... should I say as expected from a crazy organization?" Zhao Yingcong murmured quietly.

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Li Chengyi, hiding a smirk under his helmet, couldn’t help but give a small smile.

The Evil Thoughts from Feilian, filled up.