Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 461 - 412 Bloodshadow Group

Chapter 461: Chapter 412 Bloodshadow Group

Kirino Reisei jotted down notes in a state of agitation. Xu Yang found them later and tucked them away, knowing that if he handed them over to Nanase Kizuna, it would surely brighten her eyes.

They prepared for another two days before Xu Yang led them toward Shangjing.

In feudal times, this city was originally called "Kyoto," meaning the capital of a nation. People from the Northern Archipelago often said they were "going to Shangjing City," and in time, through miscommunication, the name changed to Shangjing.

To Xu Yang, Shangjing was a vast city of dreams, also like a monster, using the promise of wealth as a trap to continually devour young people from the Northern Archipelago seeking opportunities, consuming their flesh and blood and sucking away their nutrients. People from the densely populated yet narrow lands of the Northern Archipelago flock here, making up a rare urban concentration of fifty million people.

The city was still protected by Century Pure Land, so Xu Yang made thorough preparations before piloting his ship into it.

The Purple Wind passed through the invisible electromagnetic curtain in the sky, and the entire system quickly scanned the entire ship, registering its data, model, and history in a unified management system.

The crew aboard was also scanned to ensure that no serious criminals from the corporate systems were being harbored.

Not wanting to expose himself, Xu Yang had implanted the chip given to him by Kanako on the back of his hand. The whole system was designed by engineers from Xisheng, with a backdoor left intact. The chip utilized the system’s source code to shield the data.

As a result, Xu Yang’s information was ignored in the large data sieves, becoming invisible. He sat with Little Fool, staring intently at the city’s grandeur, both of them in matching poses.

Now that Nestor Corporation had grown large and was included in the list of cooperative companies, they were accorded with considerable favor, thus facilitating their arrival. Pan Ruiyi was recognized as a member of the Nestor Corporation Legion, and Du Qianqian was recognized as a Nestor Corporation employee, both belonging to confidential units, effectively concealing key information.

Wei Shiyue had no need to hide, her arrival became a semi-public fact, known to Nanase Kizuna.

Upon hearing the news, Nanase Kizuna was quite surprised, inevitably feeling a hint of doubt, fearing that Wei Shiyue would unleash dragon fire and burn down the Kyoto Infinity Headquarters, just as she had torn through Modern Entertainment. Therefore, they had to meet at the hotel first to communicate thoroughly.

"Now that I’ve signed a contract with Nestor Corporation and come to Shangjing, it will provoke hostility from many people, right?" Wei Shiyue inquired.

"Not just hostility, definitely malice," Xu Yang nodded. "We can’t hide this news. The rise of Nestor Corporation has long been resented by many, and now that they’re trying to get a share in Shangjing’s affairs, there’s bound to be trouble."

"Yes..." Wei Shiyue looked out the window, "...such a huge supercity."

The Purple Wind entered Shangjing’s airspace, overlooking the entire city, whose vast and grand scale was unforgettable.

The majestic and luxurious Xisheng Divine Palace was particularly eye-catching. It stood among the old buildings, with its top being the former residence of Honma Noriko—a pseudo-ancient dwelling with flying eaves and tiled roofs, pavilions and towers, forming a stark contrast to the hundreds of floors of modern commercial buildings beneath it.

The skyscraper itself was outlined in gold and black, with a retro and solemn tone, and the side was emblazoned with the gilded artistic sign of "Xisheng Group." Now, the character for "New" has been carved at the beginning of the text to signify the magnificent power of the New Xisheng Group.

"I like the Xisheng Divine Palace," Wei Shiyue said, placing her hand on her forehead as if to look out in the distance.

"Farosa would prefer that we stay at the Xisheng Divine Palace instead of Shijin Mansion," Xu Yang said.

"Then we’ll have to rename it," Du Qianqian’s eyes brightened. "Call it the Witch Palace."

"Whatever works," Xu Yang gazed at this most famous landmark in Shangjing. Beside it spread the private residences and mansions of the noble families that haven’t been demolished or replaced, low and continuous, but no one dared to underestimate them.

Honma Noriko had established marital relations with more than half of these families, from which the children of Xisheng were born. They now also ruled over the vast expanse of Shangjing and became key figures in the city’s top circles.

The Purple Wind headed towards Shangjing Bay, where clusters of tall buildings stood along the coast. Each corporation occupied large buildings, forming a de facto feudal situation. The trendy and advanced architectural designs also showcased their strength.

Du Qianqian gazed closely, feeling like a speck in the metropolis.

The supercity was busy, advanced, and immense, with a brief glimpse far from enough to comprehend its entirety. Even a tour would invoke deep envy, with hopes of becoming a part of this city one day.

The Purple Wind reached the Junyue Hotel at Shangjing Bay, sending an identification code provided by Nanase Kizuna to the security system, prompting the concealed defense cannons within the metal walls to stop scanning before they entered the VIP landing pad.

Nanase Kizuna was busy with company affairs and asked the guests to stay at the hotel overnight, to discuss cooperation matters the next day. After leaving the Shuttle Machine, Xu Yang briefly instructed his attendants on precautions before heading to his room.

After entering with the room card, Xu Yang checked the entire room for safety hazards, then he locked the door, anticipating that he wouldn’t leave for the foreseeable future. Any orders would be issued via the network, turning this room into a temporary base during his stay in Shangjing.

He set down his luggage, configured the terminal, and set up the network environment. Then, he unleashed his hacking skills, searching for risks, scanning, and confirming the surrounding network layout systems, sniffing out and searching for their weak points, and gathering information for future use.

Little Fool was quiet and untroubled; as long as Xu Yang was by her side, she felt extremely at ease.

"We’ve been watched since we came in," Xu Yang sent a message to Pan Ruiyi. He had infiltrated the hotel’s information system and found that their group had been marked on the guest list.

"Received." Pan Ruiyi, staying inside the Purple Wind, stuffed her personal items into the cabinet. Upon hearing Xu Yang’s message, she felt secretly pleased. She was now holding an enchanted weapon forged by Farosa, the "Star-Chasing Spear," and was worried that there would be no petty thieves foolish enough to blunt this sharp weapon with their heads.

On the other hand, Minamoto Makoto had also learned through the hotel’s internal staff that Wei Shiyue and her group had arrived at the Junyue Hotel.

"Has Nestor Corporation ventured into the entertainment industry?" Minamoto Makoto paced around the room.

By her side, the black-haired and masked Ninja Master Lukano Masato sat cross-legged. At 40 years old, he was one of the five Ninja Masters of the Shinobi Village and the youngest among them, having just received his master title a month ago. He was eager to prove his strength to Shangjing’s wealthy and famous companies and to secure a highly profitable long-term contract.

"The company has finally come to Shangjing," Lukano Masato said calmly. "Taking a firm step forward, congratulations are in order."

"I want you to deal with them," Minamoto Makoto demanded, her gaze falling on Lukano Masato, "I hope your ninjas perform well."

Minamoto Makoto, beautiful and tall, carried an ethereal yet wildly insane aura, inducing a subtle sense of intimidation.

Lukano Masato, who trained in the ancient ways of the Shinobi Village, had no undue psychological fluctuations. The other party, the daughter of Yuan Chaozong, a director of the New Xisheng Group, had both wealth and skills that matched his own, making her a suitable partner for cooperation.

"Investigate?" Lukano Masato asked.

"If possible, kill Wei Shiyue," Minamoto Makoto stated plainly. "Her existence will only invite trouble."

"And the reward?" Lukano Masato stood up. "A powerful ninja needs wealth that matches his strength."

"Once hired, six hundred thousand per month," offered Minamoto Makoto.

"Deal. Take care of yourself," said Lukano Masato as he formed a hand seal and instantly turned into a puff of smoke, disappearing in front of Minamoto Makoto. Ninjas were always poor.

Minamoto Makoto crossed her arms and pondered. With Nestor Corporation expanding so ostentatiously, she, a frequent reader of history, knew that emerging powers tended to be energetic, aiming to reach the pinnacle of authority, which meant inevitable conflict with the New Xisheng Group.

In a situation where interests clashed, Minamoto Makoto understood all too well the strategic advantage of striking first rather than later.

Moreover, she often saw visions of a noble witch in her dreams—a witch wearing a colorful cloak, holding a star-shaking sword, a visage that commanded respect from any other witch and flooded her with overwhelming ambition. That vision was like a raised battle standard, calling for the witches to awaken.

She had to grasp every opportunity to strengthen her position and eliminate potential rebels.

After leaving Minamoto Makoto’s place, Lukano Masato swiftly departed, contacting his top disciple, the Bloodshadow Group. They were seven nameless but formidable ninjas, slightly less skilled than Lukano Masato himself.

The seven members of the Bloodshadow Group gathered at his call, all dressed in blue-black ninja garb.

"The target is the guests residing on the hotel’s VIP floor," ordered Lukano Masato. "Trace the core individuals, steal crucial information, and handle Wei Shiyue. This mission is of actual importance, and the bonus will be sixty thousand."

"A great and exciting task; we must do it," chorused the Bloodshadow Group. They then vanished before Lukano Masato, scrolls held in their mouths.

In the end, if the Nestor Corporation had continued to hide out in Anjiu City, the aristocrats of Shangjing might have let them be, but if they aspired to meddle with things in Shangjing, they would put their lives at risk.

The neon metropolis was sharp and cold and had already buried countless country bumpkins who had come to Shangjing to beg for a living.